Wu Han is a bachelor in the village and is old.

The top is not old, and the bottom is not young, so Wu Han's death, no one mourns for it at all.

On the contrary, the villagers are biting their ears and discussing things that have nothing to do with Wu Han.

and the apprehension to meet the coming storm.

Wu Laosan and his wife have been guarding Angkor.

Ms. Qiao stayed at home instead, looking at Xu Danhong in a coma.

In the ancestral hall, the seventh uncle presided.

On the mountain, Zhang Ping'an arranged.

Now that the mountain behind is ready, and the auspicious time is coming.

With a wave of his hand, Uncle Seventh immediately arranged for someone to go out of the funeral.

The funeral procession left the ancestral hall in a blink of an eye.

Walking out of the funeral road, this is the rule.

Therefore, when you come out of the ancestral hall, it is impossible to pass through the complicated path in the village, but directly through the main road and go straight to the back mountain.

The funeral procession was relatively quiet, and there was no crying and mourning.

There is only the action of throwing paper money all the way.

Soon, the funeral procession reached the back mountain, and the team going up the mountain was only men.

Even, at this moment, Lin Meng was not allowed to follow the back mountain and stayed in the village.

Lin Meng was forced to be helpless, and things like explanations were also taken care of by Liu Yue.

returned to Wu Laosan's house, and watched Xu Danhong, who may wake up at any time.

[This is up the mountain? 】

Not to mention Zhang Ping'an, they felt a little weird, but the audience was also a little confused.

The funeral atmosphere was too quiet.

Wu Han's identity is special, and everything in the village is simple.

In this case, Zhang Ping'an and they didn't make it so complicated, and when they arrived at the place, the auspicious time also arrived.

"Put the coffin in the cave."

Zhang Ping'an arranged it immediately.

There are still people in the village who have physical strength.

So, it's not complicated, and in the blink of an eye, the coffin is put into the hole.

"Cover the soil."

Zhang Ping'an shouted.

The young people of the village scooped up the first shovel of soil and sprinkled it on the coffin.

"Smack."

"Ho ......"

There is not much sound outside the coffin, but when you listen to it inside the coffin, the sound will be amplified.

Wu Han was suddenly awakened, only to find that he was in a small space, so dark that he couldn't see his fingers.

"Smack."

Wu Han is not stupid, he should have put it in a box-like thing.

"It's a coffin!"

Wu Han broke out in a cold sweat.

Hands raised, flapping indiscriminately.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The men holding the shovels stopped suddenly, and they heard voices coming from underground.

"Did you hear anything?"

The first young man who shoveled soil was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked the people around him in a suppressed voice.

"Someone's banging on what?"

The man next to him echoed.

Zhang Ping'an and Haiqiu Daoist glanced at each other, they not only heard it, but also guessed it a long time ago.

The man in the coffin woke up.

"The sound is coming from underground!"

Suddenly, a man muttered.

"No, not underground, in a coffin."

Suddenly, the young man exclaimed.

Hearing this, everyone at the scene was shocked.

"Bang bang bang...... Let me out, come on, let me out! ”

The man in the coffin continued to slap and shout, and his voice was muffled.

Everyone was shocked.

On the contrary, Zhang Ping'an is very calm.

"Keep covering the soil."

Zhang Ping'an waved his hand and said to the man shoveling the soil.

"Heavenly Master, the person in the coffin is not dead, he is shouting, and he can't cover the soil."

The man in charge of Gaygui shouted.

This is buried alive, this is murder.

Zhang Ping'an smiled indifferently and looked at the village chief.

"What do you think, village chief?"

At this time, the village chief was under a lot of pressure and was about to collapse.

I couldn't help but go back to more than 20 years ago, and some people shouted this, but they didn't pay attention to it at all, and continued to cover the soil.

At this moment, not only the village chief, but also the other elders present also seemed to have their souls drained in an instant.

Like a deer caught in headlights.

"Village Chief......

At this time, the man who covered the soil shouted at the village chief.

But the village chief and other elders stayed on the spot, at a loss.

Simply, the man jumped directly into the pit.

"If you don't save people, you have to suffocate him."

Hand when the tool, shovel pry hard.

One man was unsuccessful, and the other men jumped into the pit and prying together.

And this scene, Zhang Ping'an did not stop it, he would not kill people.

Moreover, Zhang Ping'an has long known that Wu Han is not dead.

For this moment.

The crowd opened the coffin and released Wu Han.

After Wu Han saw Tianguang, he was excited and delighted.

After opening the lid of the coffin, Wu Han jumped out directly.

"I'm not dead, I'm not dead......"

After Wu Han jumped out of the coffin, he climbed out of the pit and shouted to everyone.

"Village Chief, shall we continue?"

Zhang Ping'an looked at the village chief and asked.

The village chief collapsed at this moment, and sat down on the ground at once, his eyes blank, as if waiting for someone's judgment.

"Heavenly Master, you already knew that Wu Han didn't die?"

Liu Yue understood it and immediately asked Zhang Ping'an.

"Whether Wu Han is dead or not is not determined by me, but by the village chief."

Zhang Ping'an said to the village chief.

After experiencing this, the village chief glanced at Zhang Ping'an.

Zhang Ping'an may have deduced something.

And Xu Danhong has already seen Xu Yingshou's documents, the white bones, Xu Danhong will not give up until he understands it.

If you want to find the owner of the bones in a scientific way, you must find authoritative law enforcement figures.

There, any secrets in Nanwan Village will be exposed.

"Village chief, I'm in charge of this, I'm in charge."

At this time, Uncle Seventh stood up, he was a dying man anyway, and he would die sooner or later.

It's better to exchange his life for the peace of Nanwan Village.

"Uncle Seven, don't talk nonsense, I am the village chief, more than 20 years ago, this has to be my fault."

Seeing that the seventh uncle had almost made it clear, the village chief did not hesitate, shook his head and sighed and took responsibility.

"Village Chief, what's wrong?"

"Village Chief, what the hell is going on?"

The words of the seventh uncle and the village chief made the young generation present completely confused.

"Village chief, let's talk here, let's go back to the ancestral hall."

Zhang Ping'an looked around at everyone present.

More people couldn't understand what Zhang Ping'an and the village chief were talking about!

"Let's go back to the ancestral hall!"

The village chief glanced at Wu Han, and at this time, he really felt that Wu Han should die, instead of staging a scene of death and resurrection.

Wu Han's plea for help in the coffin directly reminded the elders present of the story of that rainy night more than 20 years ago.

It directly broke the nerves that they had been fragile these days.

Seeing this, everyone went back to the village, but no one noticed that Wu Laosan had already left first and rushed home.

Wu Laosan pulled Angkor and returned home directly.

"Angkor, let's go, let's leave Nam Van Village immediately."

Wu Laosan came home and hurriedly said to Wu's mother.

Even, even the luggage is abandoned, and even Ms. Qiao doesn't care anymore.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"Why are we leaving, when we were at home in South Bay Village."

Angkor naturally didn't understand, so he immediately shook off his father and questioned.

These days, there are enough things happening in the village, and the sudden arrival of the old father has made Angkor completely confused. (End of chapter)