The house is ancient, and was taken home by a rough man and spoiled

Ye Xingzhou has already decided that if his sister was still alive, he would take the coffin back and bury her.

If not...

He didn't even dare to think about this outcome.

Wang Hu followed, holding a shovel and a hoe in his hands.

Ye Xingzhou turned around and took the hoe.

Wang Hu is holding a shovel.

"Brother Zhou, do you really want to open the coffins? Aren't you planning to move all these graves back to the capital next spring?"

Wang Hu really didn't understand why Brother Zhou insisted on opening the coffin at this time.

From what he said, he didn't even tell his mother.

Shouldn't this kind of thing be reported to the elders first?

As for the elder who was still in the cemetery, Ye Xingzhou's father, Wang Hu automatically ignored him.

"Isn't next spring an auspicious day as calculated by the Imperial Astronomical Observatory? We are opening the coffin now, and you want to take it back with you. Aren't you afraid that your mother will break your legs?"

Wang Hu still wanted to persuade him.

The dead are the most important. Opening a coffin and moving a coffin are different. This is extremely disrespectful to the dead.

"I can't wait until next spring. The jade pendant should have been in the coffin. I'm afraid..."

Ye Xingzhou was even more afraid that his sister would not be able to rest in peace until her death, and that someone would dare to touch her.

Wang Hu also looked at the jade pendant and gritted his teeth.

"Okay, let me help you."

He just didn't believe it. He came to clean the tomb every two or three days and helped with the worship during festivals. He had never seen anything suspicious, so how could the tomb be robbed?

The two said no more, picked up their tools and started digging.

The grave was very small, and after digging for a while, they found the small coffin inside.

My father spent the little money he had on buying this small coffin and asked someone to buy it for him.

My parents couldn't bear to see my little sister being so small and not even having a coffin, so they went around asking people for help and finally got this small coffin for me.

"The nail is still there!"

Wang Hu exclaimed.

The jade pendant should be inside the coffin, right? The nails haven’t even been opened, so how did the jade pendant get out?

Ye Xingzhou was also shocked, and immediately continued digging until all the small coffins were dug out.

After checking, not only were the nails not opened, but the coffin was also intact.

The two looked at each other and felt a chill down their spines.

Even if they were tomb robbers, how could they steal the jade pendant without touching the coffin? That's simply impossible.

"Is it possible that the jade pendant in your hand is not my sister's at all, and you made a mistake?"

Wang Hu refused to believe it no matter what.

"No, I won't admit my mistake."

Ye Xingzhou believed in his judgment. The jade of this jade pendant was different from the others. There was a tiny crack on it, like a red line, right on the bird's eye.

So the bird's eyes are a little red.

If you look closely, you can see that it is a red line.

What's more, the knife skills are obviously his father's, and the pattern was also drawn by his father, how could he make a mistake!

Wang Hu meant that since the coffin had not been moved, it should not be opened, but Ye Xingzhou insisted on opening it.

Wang Hu had no choice but to find tools and remove the nail.

When the coffin was opened, Wang Hu couldn't bear to look.

It has been nearly twenty years, and I'm afraid this little sister has already turned into bones.

Ye Xingzhou had already looked over. His eyes widened, and he stepped back, falling flat on his butt.

Wang Hu saw him fall and became nervous. He also glanced at him with the same expression, but he kept his balance and did not fall.

"It's empty! How could it be!"

It was empty, there was nothing inside.

He stared and looked over again. This time he leaned over and really didn't see even a single hair inside.

"Brother Zhou, are you sure you put my little sister in there?"

He was suspicious.

Ye Xingzhou's thoughts were already wandering, his mind filled with the image of him and his father burying his little sister together.

"What did you say? I released it, I'm sure, how could it be gone!"

Ye Xingzhou crawled over directly, two lines of tears sliding down.

If it was really a tomb robbery, the coffin would not be so intact, and the body would not be taken away.

What went wrong?

Could it be that Su Wanwan was really his sister and was rescued by someone?

But who saved the person and went to the trouble to make the coffin so intact again?

Ye Xingzhou felt a splitting headache. If this was true, it meant that his sister was not dead at that time.

He suddenly collapsed to the ground, not knowing whether he was happy or sad.

He buried his sister alive!

Unforgivable!

Thinking of this, Ye Xingzhou felt a headache and fainted on the ground.

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou... please stop, what's going on? What should I do?"

Seeing him faint, Wang Hu was stunned. He looked at the empty coffin and then at Brother Zhou, and his whole body felt cold.

What the hell?

He ran to Ye Xingzhou and felt his breath. Fortunately, it was warm. He shuddered and knelt down immediately.

"It's none of my business, fellow heroes. Considering that I have taken care of your graves for so many years, please don't bother with me."

It was the first time for the country men to encounter such a strange thing, and they were so scared that they were at a loss.

He kowtowed several times quickly, muttering something.

Then he hurriedly pinched Ye Xingzhou's philtrum.

There was no way, he didn't know whether he should bury the empty coffin again.

Ye Xingzhou was woken up by his pinch, as if he had just had a dream.

What is certain is that no one would take away the body of a baby for no reason, and the little sister has been rescued.

As for why the coffin was made tidy, he automatically ignored it.

Maybe someone is deliberately confusing them.

If my little sister was really not dead, they were not worthy of being her relatives. They actually buried her alive. This is something only a bastard could do.

Ye Xingzhou never believed in ghosts and gods, so naturally he didn't believe in any supernatural events.

Seeing that Wang Hu was still trembling there and talking nonsense, he slowly stood up.

"Don't read it, my sister might not be dead at all, and she was rescued by someone."

Wang Hu's voice stopped abruptly.

not dead?

"You can't even tell whether she's dead or not. Even if she's not dead, she'll suffocate to death if you bury her. Do you treat your relatives like this?"

Wang Hu miraculously responded directly.

Ye Xingzhou blushed at the question.

His eyes involuntarily glanced at his father's grave.

How old was he at the time? He was still a child. It was his father who should be blamed.

"Then go ask my dad!"

Ye Xingzhou shouted, and Wang Hu felt a chill down his spine again, thinking of his Second Uncle Ye. He shuddered, facing Uncle Ye's grave, and silently said in his heart:

Uncle Ye, I wasn't talking about you.

Ye Xingzhou put the coffin back in place and refilled the soil, but he took out the small tombstone and smashed it down.

"My sister must not be dead. This tombstone is not needed. It's unlucky."

Wang Hu also hurried to help.

"Well, it's a good thing that my little sister is not dead. By the way, did you find your sister?"