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Suddenly, a burnt smell wafted from the body of the black ghost snake.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!" The black ghost snakes hidden in the soil came out densely. At first glance, there were at least a dozen of them. All of them were stimulated by the smell and made bursts of hissing. Soon all of them ran away.

The crowd around exclaimed in surprise, all looking at this scene in disbelief.

"Okay, you can open the coffin now."

Following Yi Qianhuan's order, the people rushed forward again and forcibly pried open the lid of the coffin.

"Three, two, one, up!!"

The five strong men present worked together and finally pushed open the coffin lid.

Suddenly, a cloud of black mist emerged from the coffin along with a mournful cry, scaring everyone so much that they took a step back.

At this time, the strong men carrying the coffin lid all showed surprised expressions.

Strangely enough, after the black gas disappeared, the coffin lid that had required the combined efforts of five people to push open actually became lighter!

"Father..." Yi Qianhuan saw the body of the man lying in the coffin. A sour feeling suddenly surged into her heart, and her phoenix eyes were stained with tears. "Father, your daughter finally found you."

As Yi Qianhuan's knees softened and he knelt on the ground, all the people present followed suit.

The people were all in grief: "Lord Duke of Italy!"

Yi Qianhuan could hardly tremble. The emotions and feelings of the original owner of this body had long been integrated with her. She looked at Yi He's corpse in the coffin and felt grief welling up in her heart, making it difficult for her to control herself for a moment.

"Mother, don't be sad, we can definitely avenge our grandfather!" Yi Mobao knelt beside Yi Qianhuan and kowtowed three times to the corpse of Duke Yi.

Yi Qianhuan touched Yi Mobao's head with relief.

"Madam, I understand how you feel. But the most urgent task is to find out who is behind this and figure out who is plotting against Duke Yi!" Qin Zifu glanced at Yi He's body in the coffin and sighed heavily.

"Yes! Madam Crown Prince, since you have proved that Duke Yi was indeed wronged, we will not sit idly by! Today we must catch the culprit no matter what, so that Duke Yi can rest in peace in his nine springs!" One of the people spoke up, and was immediately echoed by others.

"Please look, everyone. There is a ghost eye spell on the lid of this coffin. Together with the other symbols on it, it forms an evil formation that defies fate. This formation is equivalent to someone wanting to exchange my father's life. In simple terms, someone deliberately designed it to make my father die with resentment. Then, this person used the formation to imprison my father's soul in this burial coffin, and used the formation on the coffin to slowly take away my father's luck."

"Didn't the Crown Prince's wife just say that the man occupying the Duke of Yi's tomb is also related to this formation? He is a dead man, so what if he took away the Duke of Yi's luck?" Qin Zifu couldn't figure it out.

A dead person cannot be used even if he has taken away the Duke of Italy’s luck.

"This is the evil of this formation. While it suppresses my father with the formation, it benefits not the man who usurped the throne, but that man's descendants. Moreover, the person who benefits from this change must be the man's direct descendant, so that he can receive the man's body and absorb my father's luck!"

Yi Qianhuan said this, and locked his sharp eyes on Yang: "Moreover, this formation can only affect my father and the man's direct blood relatives. Yang, now you should explain who the strange man who occupied my father's tomb is."

"Yang, you actually know that strange man?" The Seventh Master was completely on Yi Qianhuan's side at this time, and just wanted to find out the truth. "Tell me quickly, who is that man!"

"I don't know!" Yang raised her chin and glared at Yi Qianhuan. "Yi Qianhuan, what evidence do you have to prove that I know that man? I am not a direct relative of that man. If you don't believe me, you can go to my family to investigate. There is no such person in my family at all!"

"That's right! The beneficiaries are the direct relatives of that strange man. What does this have to do with my mother? Yi Qianhuan, if you have run out of ideas, why not stop here and stop involving my mother!" Yi Guifan followed.

"Whether your family is truly innocent or not, we can know by sending someone to dig in the southeast corner of Third Uncle's backyard." Yi Qianhuan paused and continued, "The purpose of this formation is to devour my father's luck. Therefore, the beneficiary's family must keep my father's heart. If I'm not mistaken, my father's heart is now buried in the southeast corner of Third Uncle's backyard."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present showed a look of horror without exception, and even Yi Tianci couldn't help but tremble.

"Dad, what Yi Qianhuan said is false, right? How could there be uncle's heart in our yard...!" Yi Tianci was so scared that he almost fainted just by imagining it.

"You useless thing, what are you afraid of? Of course there is no such thing in our yard!" Yi Guifan scolded, but his face was pale. He pulled Yang to verify, "Mother, speak quickly, tell them that there is no dirty thing in my yard!"

Facing the questioning, Yang was extremely calm: "Yi Qianhuan is just being mysterious. We are doing the right thing, so why panic? If you want to dig, go ahead. I want to see if you can find what you want."

Yang's reaction was beyond the expectations of everyone present.

Yi Mobao leaned close to Yi Qianhuan's ear and said, "Mother, why is this old witch so calm?"

Yi Qianhuan looked at Yang's indifferent expression and couldn't guess what the other party was planning.

But Yang's various reactions proved that she was not innocent!

Giving Yi Guifan a comforting look, Yang was not panicking because she had long thought that perhaps one day the fortune-stealing formation would be discovered.

Therefore, she had already arranged for her trusted confidant, Madam Cao, to immediately take out the box buried in the southeast corner and hide it somewhere else if anyone dared to question Yi He's death.

Judging from the time, Nanny Cao must have completed the task long ago.

Although it was a pity that the formation was destroyed, as long as Yi He's heart was still in her hands, she still had a chance to make a comeback!

"Yi Qianhuan, if you still feel that framing me is not enough, I can also accompany you to your third uncle's yard to see if we can find what you want." Yang said fearlessly.

Seeing that Yang remained calm, the people present all looked at Yi Qianhuan.

This Yang looks so fearless, she must be innocent, right?