The moment the old corpse maker's voice fell, I stood up angrily.
There was indeed something under the coffin, but the old corpse maker actually used this method to deceive my mother's trust.
Thus, with the help of my mother, all of us were directly eradicated.
"Asshole, you are despicable and fabricated."
In my opinion, the old corpse maker did it on purpose just to get my mother to help him deal with us.
So I used my mother's only weakness, her youngest son.
But the moment I finished speaking, I felt the old corpse maker's mocking eyes looking towards me, followed by his somewhat gloomy voice.
"I'm not lying.
What's under your grandfather's coffin is really her son."
My eyes were fixed on the old corpse craftsman's eyes.
At this moment, through his eyes, I actually felt that this guy was not lying.
After saying that, the old corpse maker simply ignored me, turned to look at my mother, and said with a serious face: "You go and look at those two people, I will dig the grave, remember, That kid can't die, otherwise your son will be in danger."
When the old corpse maker's voice came out, I saw that my mother's face didn't show any change in expression, but she nodded dully towards the old corpse maker.
My mother was able to understand all this, but why didn’t she listen to what I said?
It’s hard to tell, this Bai Zhan is really not my mother All this changed so quickly that I couldn't accept it.
I glanced at Xia Mo who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
I had mixed feelings in my heart.
I felt guilty and helpless at the same time.
Because at this moment, I had already seen the old corpse craftsman holding a hoe and continuing to dig my grandfather's grave.
The sound of the hoe digging came to my ears.
It's like a burst of magic sound, but now I really don't dare to move.
The blood-red eyes of Bai Zhan in front of me are staring at me and Xia Mo.
Xia Mo seems to be healing his wounds.
If I move around, Bai Zhan will definitely attack us immediately, and it will be a trivial matter for me to be injured by then.
If Xia Mo is injured again while being healed, the situation will be even more serious.
Watching the old corpse maker digging my grandfather's grave with hoe after hoe, I clenched my hands and gritted my teeth.
This bastard was so unscrupulous.
I wanted to rush forward and fight to the death with the old corpse maker, but I knew I couldn't.
Bang Suddenly, there was a sound as if a hoe had dug into a wooden board.
My heart also beat a little, and there was a thud in my heart: It's over, the coffin board has been dug.
Sure enough, I saw that the hoe in the old corpse maker's hand had changed the way it was digging, as if it was peeling away the soil around it.
This is cleaning the soil on the coffin board.
After the cleaning is completed, I'm afraid the coffin will be opened.
I also saw grandpa's dark coffin.
My clenched palms suddenly tightened, and my nails even tightened on my palms.
There is no trace of anything inside the meat.
After a while, I saw that the old corpse craftsman seemed to have finished cleaning the dirt on the coffin lid.
The guy squatted down and seemed to be preparing to open the coffin.
"Hey, why is it broken?"
A surprised sound came from the old corpse maker's mouth.
I didn't know what this guy was talking about.
I stared at Bai Zhan in front of me, her eyes never left me and Xia Mo.
Xia Mo's face was still pale, and it seemed that she was seriously injured.
However, at this moment, a muffled sound suddenly came out.
Boom
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The moment the sound came, I was slightly stunned, and quickly looked towards the place where the sound came from.
The next moment I discovered that the sound came from inside my grandfather's coffin.
At first I thought it was my imagination, but when I saw the old corpse maker froze next to the coffin, I realized that I had heard it right.
Boom Another muffled sound suddenly came out, this time it was clearer, as if it was the sound of someone banging on the coffin with their hands inside grandpa's coffin.
This time, my eyes were fixed on the old corpse craftsman.
I found that the moment the sound came, the old corpse craftsman's whole body trembled slightly and froze in place, and did not continue to make the next move.
At this time, Bai Zheng seemed to have noticed the movement coming from behind him, and turned around to the old corpse craftsman's side.
Boom There was another muffled sound, and this time I could clearly see that even the lid of the coffin vibrated slightly, and at this moment, the old corpse maker suddenly stood up.
Bai Zhan's eyes were fixed on the old corpse craftsman.
The old corpse craftsman's face was gloomy and scary, and he said to Bai Zhan: "This old guy is going to come out, retreat first, and then we will think of a way."
However, Bai Zhan was obviously not happy with what the old corpse craftsman said.
He immediately let out an angry roar and said in a cold voice: "Yao'er" As she spoke, Bai Zhan even stretched out her finger to point at Grandpa's coffin.
In fact, I knew that she was pointing to the bottom of Grandpa's coffin.
My heart was shocked.
Could it be that the thing under Grandpa’s coffin was really Bai Zhan’s son?
He was also the real owner in Mr.
Liang’s mouth.
But what is the connection between this?
Bai Zhan is not my mother, but now there is an extra son of hers who is the real owner of the little grave bag.
At this time, I saw a look of panic emerge in the old corpse maker's eyes, and he quickly spoke out.
"Go quickly, if you want your son to be okay."
After saying that, the old corpse maker turned around and disappeared into the night sky.
When she mentioned her son, Bai Zhan was stunned.
Finally, she glanced at the place where her grandfather's coffin was buried, then turned around and chased the old corpse maker.
And not long after the old corpse craftsman disappeared, I saw something like a firework rising directly into the sky and exploding in the air.
I didn't pay too much attention to it.
I glanced at Xia Mo who was recovering from his injuries, and then walked to the side of my grandfather's coffin.
Although I knew that the weird sound just now came from my grandfather's coffin, I wasn't too scared.
I squatted down to see what was going on with my grandfather's coffin.
The sound actually scared away the old corpse maker and Bai Zhi.
The old corpse maker was afraid of my grandfather.
With many questions in my mind, I squatted next to the coffin and waited, but I squatted next to the coffin for a long time, but there was no sound like before.
I saw that the white cloth in the middle of grandpa's coffin had been broken in the middle.
I remembered that this thing was tied by the old corpse craftsman to grandpa's coffin.
Although I didn't understand its use, I thought that the old corpse craftsman would never tie this white cloth for no reason.
And I suddenly remembered the old corpse maker's exclamation before.
Now it seems that what surprised him was the white cloth.
At this moment, I felt a figure beside me.
I turned around and saw that it was Xia Mo.
Xia Mo's face looked a little better at this moment, but it was obvious that he had not recovered.
"This is a shroud, something unique to the corpse-driving lineage.
Use this shroud to tie up the corpse on the way to the corpse.
As long as the cloth is kept, the corpse will not go wrong."
Xia Mo explained to me aloud, and I nodded.
The moment I stood up, a sudden swishing sound came from the side.
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Xia Mo and I quickly turned our heads to look, and the person who came turned out to be my dad. .
At this moment, my dad was sweating profusely and panting.
He arrived at my grandfather’s grave.
Looking at my grandfather’s dug grave, as well as me and Xia Mo, my dad spoke anxiously and asked what happened.
Why are we here?
I explained the matter to my dad.
As for Xia Mo and I, I just said that I saw that he hadn't gone back for a long time, so I came out to look for him, and then I accidentally met the old corpse maker who was digging the grave.
My dad breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that my grandfather’s grave had not been touched.
Then, my dad directly picked up the hoe and started filling my grandfather's grave.
He also asked me to go back first.
He had to stay here all night tonight.
Hearing this, my heart froze and I looked at Xia Mo, asking her to go back and rest first while I stayed with my dad.
After all, Xia Mo was injured and needed good recovery.
Xia Mo didn't hesitate, nodded and turned around and left.
I didn't send Xia Mo away.
Even if Xia Mo was injured at the moment, he was definitely stronger than me.
It didn't matter whether I sent him away or not.
Watching Xia Mo disappear into the back hill, I turned my head, looked at my dad, and asked in a deep voice: "Dad, who is that woman?"
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