My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

Looking at her son's shoulders, she said firmly and gently: "She is a good friend of your mother, a special, very good friend."

"How good is it?"

Song Yuhang thought for a while: "Although there is no blood relationship, just like you and Song Yan, they grew up together, played together, and are as close as sisters, a bond that can never be broken."

When she said that, Xiao Linxi nodded with a vague understanding.

Song Yuhang touched her head again: "Lin Xi, her name is Chen Chunan, remember this name. Even if your mother and I are gone one day, her portrait is not allowed to be moved out of our living room, you He and Song Yan will always remember her for us, and make more offerings during festivals, understand?"

The little girl nodded crisply: "Understood, Mommy!"

Song Yuhang just smiled, took her hand and walked out: "Let's go, mom is working overtime today, call Song Yan, let's eat pizza!"

Since then, Lin Xi has kept Song Yuhang's words in his heart.

Lin Yan watched her put a pair of bowls and chopsticks on the empty seat, his eyes became hot, and a gratified smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Let me come, Lin Xi, sit down, and I will serve the rest of the meal."

Song Yuhang stood up and took the spoon from her hand: "I'll come, I'll come, and you sit down too."

"Mom, your teeth are bad, let me make some soup for you."

Mother Song is sitting in a wheelchair. Although her legs and feet are not very convenient, she is still full of energy. Her teeth are almost falling out, and her smile is more kind and kind.

"Okay, okay, let's serve Yanyan with soup, today's soup, I came over this afternoon to watch Xiaoxi stew."

He said he was watching, but he probably didn't do much to help.

Lin Yan complained: "Mom, it's such a long way for you to go back and forth, why bother?"

"That's different, different, birthday."

Song Yuhang also echoed: "That's right. Anyway, in this family now, I have the lowest status. If it weren't for Lin Yan's glory, I haven't had my mother's stewed soup for several years."

Ji Jingxing stood up and took the rice in her bowl and pushed it to Liang Shi: "Don't say it's you, I haven't had it for several years."

Under the warm yellow light, everyone in the room laughed.

Song Yuhang finally served himself a meal and sat down. Just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks, Lin Yan looked around, frowned, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Where is Song Yan?"

Song Yuhang and Lin Xi looked at each other, and were about to explain for him: "Well, Song Yan..."

Before the words were finished, the boy rushed in with a backpack on his back, panting: "Sister, the autograph event ended late, and the organizer even invited me to dinner, I didn't go, I didn't come back..."

Everyone in the room stared at him, Song Yuhang covered his face, Lin Xi supported his forehead.Lin Yan swept him from head to toe, and then from bottom to top. When he saw his newly dyed green hair, his expression changed.

The word "later" stuck in Song Yan's throat like a chicken whose neck was suddenly pinched.

It happened that the evening news was on on the TV.

"Today is the first time Xie Lanzhou, author of cutting-edge suspense mystery novels, brought his new book "Chief Female Forensic Doctor" to the signing event. We can see that there is already a long queue at the door of the bookstore, and many readers are still holding banners in their hands. Cheer up and hope he can write better works."

The sound of the screen was accompanied by the screaming of the fan girl: "Ahhhhhhhhh, Lan Zhou is so handsome! I love you!!!"

"Xie Lanzhou, marry me! Marry me!"

……

The reporter fiddled with the headset, and took two steps to the side: "As expected of a super popular author of the new generation, it is said that Lan Zhouda just turned [-] this year, let's interview him."

The camera moved to understand Lan Zhou himself.

"Hi Lan Zhou, I am also a fan of your book. I would like to ask you, is the "Forensic Medicine" series really over? Will there be a sequel?"

Song Yan fiddled with the microphone twice calmly, crossed his hands on his chin, and smiled slightly.

"The end of the "Forensic Medicine" series does not mean that their stories are over. If there is a chance, maybe a sequel will be considered."

The reporter seemed to smell some shocking secret, and his face was full of excitement: "They? Does that mean that the two characters, Police Officer Song and Forensic Lin, have prototypes?"

Before Song Yan could answer, Lin Yan had already started grinding his teeth.

Xie Lanzhou, Xie Lanzhou.Drunk solution Lanzhou.

Can't keep people.Get drunk and go to the blue boat, and go to the blue water on the spring water road.Pass by the place where Xiao Ying cries.

Song Dynasty poet Yan Jidao's words, this little bastard can play word games!

And what's with that green hair, he doesn't look like a good person!

Song Yan watched her pick up the chopsticks on the table, and began to shrink back: "Mom, Mom, stop, listen to me, listen to me! I really didn't come back so late on purpose, Xie Lanzhou, he, he, he... "

Lin Yan slapped the table and stood up: "Come here, you are not doing business all day long and you are not learning to write suspense mystery novels. I think you are full and have nothing to do, and you still use your mother as a character prototype. Is there yours? At your level, can you read what you write?!"

Song Yan wanted to cry without tears, and grabbed Song Yuhang's sleeve: "Mom, save me."

Lin Yanyang smashed a pack of tissues in his hand: "Song Yuhang, do you also know that he wrote a novel behind my back?!"

Song Yuhang had no choice but to part with the pain, and pulled down his son's hand little by little: "Jiangan, listen to me, I really don't know..."

Song Yan was heartbroken: "Mom, you are not kind."

Seeing his green hair dangling in front of his eyes, Lin Yan became furious, picked up his chopsticks and chased after him: "Come here, and what's the matter with your hair, don't learn if you're good every day, learn People smoking and drinking burn their heads???!"

Song Yan screamed, ran around the room, and hid behind Song's mother: "Grandma, grandma, save me! Mom, mom, listen to me, this is the makeup artist's makeup for today's autograph signing..."

"Besides, how old am I, can't I perm my head? You've dyed it too, and it's still brown! You don't do to others what you don't want to do to others, Mom, don't keep talking, but take care of her! I'll just What’s wrong with writing a novel, getting so angry, could it be menopause?”

The little bastard ran fast, he was hiding, Lin Yan was throwing things, he was panting after him, he almost got a mouthful of old blood in his throat when he heard these words: "How old am I, how old are you, can you compare with me?! Serialized Six years, if you don’t study hard in six years, you will write novels for me. How much did you score in the college entrance examination?! Give me back my menopause, let me tell you, my mother is still early!”

Seeing that her slap was about to fall, Song Yan closed his eyes and took out the admission notice from his pocket, raised his hands above his head, and almost knelt down for her.

"Mom, I'm admitted to the Literature Department of Beijing Film Academy. I want to be a screenwriter."

Lin Yan was slightly stunned, the raised slap couldn't fall any more, his eyes seemed relieved, he wanted to touch his son's head but gave up, grabbed the admission notice from his hand and opened it.

Sure enough, when he saw the steel stamp of the Beijing Film Academy, Lin's annoyance mostly subsided, and he patted him on the head.

"Little bastard, sit down and eat first, and then dye your green hair back for me after eating!"

Song Yan sat down with her head drooping, muttering: "Uncle Jingzhe is still dyed red, what's wrong with my dyed green, if you want to live a decent life, you have to have some green on your head..."

Song Yuhang poked his arm and put some food in his bowl: "Eat."

Lin Xi looked at so many people in front of him, hesitated for a while, put down his chopsticks, and took out the admission notice with a ruthless heart.

"Mom, I passed the exam too."

Lin Yanxi was overjoyed: "You passed the exam too? Where? Beijing Film Academy?"

She has already dreamed of having a big star daughter in the future.

Lin Xi shoved the admission notice into her hand, and shrank back as if afraid of being beaten: "The Department of Investigation, People's Public Security University of China."

Lin Yan's facial expression management collapsed for the third time tonight.

The chair next to her moved, and Song Yuhang picked her up before she got mad and walked to the bedroom, away from the battlefield.

Lin Yan was still holding chopsticks in his hand and yelling: "Song Yuhang, put me down! What's wrong with her to learn investigative studies, and she will become a policeman in the future, hanging her life on her trouser belt and staying away from home every day!"

"Oh, well, children have their own choices when they grow up. You and I are both policemen. Danger is danger. Practice martial arts well and protect yourself."

"Are you her mother? Can those fists last four times? You don't know how treacherous, cunning, ruthless and ruthless drug dealers are?!"

"I know I know……"

The door closed, and the two people's voices faded away.

Song Yuhang poked his head out again: "Mom, sister-in-law, Liang Shi, Xiao Wei, you guys eat first, we'll be here soon."

"Song Yuhang!" Just as Lin Yan yelled, someone covered his mouth and pushed him onto the bed.

"Well……"

The juniors looked at the tightly closed door and looked at each other, the corners of their mouths twitching.

It’s been decades, aren’t you tired?

Lin Xi's whole body trembled, and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

Ji Jingxing coughed lightly, and took food from the plate: "Eat, eat, try our Xiaoxi's cooking."

The people in the room seemed to have just come to their senses, talking and laughing while eating, Song Yan's small mouth was very sweet, one mouthful of "grandmother" and one mouthful of "auntie", coaxing the two of them to smile happily.

"Grandma, take good care of your health. After two years, I will pick you up to play in Beijing."

"Auntie, you are still so young and beautiful. After two years, my sister will get married and give birth to a fat boy for you. You will be the youngest grandmother in history."

Lin Xi always sarcasticly sarcastic at him every time: "Just you, it's good that you can gain a foothold in Beijing. Auntie, don't pay attention to him, he sees a 80-[-]-year-old lady and praises her for being young and beautiful."

"Hey, I said you, Lin Xi, are you endless?"

"It's not big or small, call me sister!"

The two were fighting with each other, you come and go, it was so lively, it made the whole family laugh.

Song Yan and Lin Xi lived in Ji Jingxing's house for a long time when they were young, and they also had a good relationship with Xiao Wei, so there is nothing to avoid, Song Yan said curiously.

"Sister, I asked you last time, don't you have a boyfriend? Why didn't you bring him back?"

All the people in the room turned their gazes to Xiaowei again.

Ji Weiwei smiled, and cut the steak on the plate with a knife and fork: "We'll share it."

"Why? I remember that he is not very good?" Lin Xi also stopped his chopsticks.

"He said I'm a twin and couldn't accept me sleeping with girls."

Before Ji Jingxing swallowed a mouthful of soup, he broke out into an earth-shattering cough.

"Ji Weiyi, the good ones don't learn from the bad ones, what kind of messy things have you learned from Lin Yan!"

Ji Weiyi sighed: "Oh, mom, I'm an adult, I can fall in love freely, as long as I don't violate the will of others, don't hurt others, I have the right to choose what kind of life to live and who to be with."

"I..." Ji Jingxing's breath was choked in his throat and he almost couldn't get up, Liang Shi hurriedly helped her get some food.

"Eat and eat, the child is grown up, you don't care about her, I believe Xiao Wei has her own sense of propriety."

After several people had eaten halfway, Song Yuhang dragged Lin Yan out to eat the birthday cake and blow out the candles.

"Mom, make a wish."

The two children held the cake up to her eyes.

Song Yuhang turned off the light, Lin Yan looked at the smiling faces in front of her, his eyes were slightly moist.

How fortunate, she always thought that she was a rootless person. It was not until she met Song Yuhang that she realized that it was not that she had no roots, but that she had no soil.

Song Yuhang watered her soil with loyal love day after day and year after year, so that a big tree grew in the barren land. After having two sisters, Song Yan and Lin Xi, the tree grew stronger and stronger. The branches are flourishing.

They are all her roots, her family.

Lin Yan gently closed his eyes in the birthday song, and said silently: Lin Xi and Song Yan are safe and successful in their careers.

Mom, stay healthy and live a long life.

Ji Jingxing and Liang Shi grow old together, and everything goes well.

Xiao Wei found a confidant as soon as possible.

As for her and Song Yuhang...

It seems that the wish is a bit too much.

Lin Yan opened his eyes and looked at her smiling, his pupils were shining brightly in the darkness.

Song Yuhang leaned over and planted a kiss on her forehead: "Happy birthday, I love you."

***

When it came time to share the cake, they fought and smeared the cream all over the place.

Lin Yan's anger just now hadn't finished yet, and taking advantage of this moment of public revenge, the whole family counted that Song Yan's face was the creamiest.

The young man screamed and ran around the room, spreading cream everywhere, even Song's mother.

The group was tired from playing, Song Yuhang went to clean up the kitchen, and Lin Yan followed.

"I'll go with you." She said as she rolled up her sleeves and got ready to work. Song Yuhang pushed her away and put on her apron.

"No, no, you go and play with the kids."

Lin Yan pursed her lips and chuckled: "They are playing games, Ji Jingxing and Liang Shi are playing poker with their mother."

Song Yuhang glanced out through the glass window, and saw the three children nestled on the sofa playing video games with handles, yelling and screaming.

Song's mother sat around the other side of the coffee table playing poker, with tea and melon seeds on hand, and they were laughing and chatting.

Song Yuhang suddenly felt a little emotional: "It's been a long time since our family got together like this."

Lin Yan put her arms around her waist from behind and put her head on her back: "Thank you, Yu Hang."

Song Yuhang put down the plate in his hand, turned around and softly called her name: "Lin Yan..."

"Ok?"

She raised her head following the voice, and on the night of early summer when there were insects chirping, on the day of family reunion, under the warm yellow light, a gentle and loving kiss fell.

The window reflected their figures cuddling together.

The three children turned their heads back blankly, picked up the controller and continued to play the game.

Lin Xi & Song Yan & Ji Weiwei: Sooner or later, I will choke to death on their dog food.jpg

***

In the dead of night, Song Yuhang arranged for Ji Jingxing and his party to stay, and after taking a shower, he walked upstairs with heavy steps.

She tiptoed to open the door, thinking that she was asleep, but she didn't expect that the lamp was still on in the room. Lin Yan was leaning on the head of the bed, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose, and was flipping through the book in her hand, which was the "Chief Female Forensic Doctor" ".

Song Yuhang lifted the quilt and went to bed: "Aren't you sleeping yet?"

Lin Yan turned a page of the book in his hand: "Aren't you sleepy, are they all asleep?"

"Sleeping." Song Yuhang held her shoulders, let someone lean into his arms, and pointed to the book.

"What do you think, how did you write it?"

Lin Yan raised her eyes to look at her, and sneered: "The writing is remarkable, and the professional knowledge is full of mistakes and omissions."

Song Yuhang pinched her nose: "Someone has duplicity. He was only six years ago. He is considered a child prodigy."

There was a proud smile on the corner of Lin Yan's lips, a fox's tail could go up to the sky, but his mouth was still stubborn.

"So what, there are two police mothers, and they can write like this every day."

"If you are used to writing autopsy reports, if you are asked to write novels and scripts, you may not be better than him. Interlacing is like a mountain."

Lin Yan was lying in her arms, and Song Yuhang gently brushed her sideburns behind her ears, and said softly, "I think the children should like your encouragement more than my praise."

Lin Yan moved to make himself lie down more comfortably: "I know, they passed the exams, it is impossible to let them drop out of school, you are right, the children have grown up, maybe it is time for us to let go It's time."

Song Yuhang leaned down and kissed her forehead: "I know, you are reluctant to part with them."

"I don't have it, I wish..." Before he could finish speaking, someone bit his ear.

There was a sound of fabric rubbing.

Song Yuhang's hands became restless, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Don't talk about this, they are all asleep, why don't we do something..."

After a short pause, she accurately pinpointed Lin Yan's weakness, and drew out a meaningful voice: "Other things."

Lin Yan's face turned reddish, and he was a little out of breath, but he didn't want her to succeed so quickly, so he pressed against her shoulder.

"Song Yuhang, you are quite old, why are you still like this..."

Song Yuhang squeezed the hand on his shoulder into his palm and pressed it to the top of her head: "This kind of thing, no matter how old you are, you won't be bored, especially for you."

Lin Yan couldn't bear it anymore and kicked her: "The children are still sleeping next door..."

Song Yuhang leaned forward and covered her mouth: "Then keep your voice down."

"Hmm..." Lin Yan was still struggling, but he couldn't beat him and couldn't beat him, and he couldn't make a sound when he cursed. Under Song Yuhang's repeated attacks, he quickly surrendered and was at the mercy of others.

Song Yuhang didn't dare to torment her too much, and left some room for it. It was two hours before everything was over.

Lin Yan lay in her arms, mist hung on his eyelashes.

Song Yuhang picked him up and said, "Will you take a bath?"

The head resting on his shoulder nodded slightly, Song Yuhang couldn't help but curved his lips into a smile, and picked him up.

Lin Yan whispered: "Can you still hug me?"

"You underestimate the results of my long-term fitness, why don't you try again?" Song Yuhang only felt that he had been greatly insulted, not to mention that the private bathroom is only a few steps away from the bedroom.

Lin Yan quickly put his arms around her neck, hung himself on it, and shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, I want to take a shower and sleep, I'm sleepy."

It was the worst thing to see this woman acting like a baby, Song Yuhang's heart turned into a puddle of water, and he pinched the back of her neck.

"Carry it if you can't hold it, support it if you can't carry it, pull it if you can't hold it, walk side by side with you if you can't pull it, or stand where you are, no matter what, you will not be left alone."

Lin Yan is not a person who listens to love, but she knows that Song Yuhang is not a person who talks about it.

She has used the second half of her life to make the best interpretation, telling her what a good love should look like, and in just over twenty years, she has made up all the missing parts in her life.

She and her are not only partners, but also comrades-in-arms who live and die together, partners who cooperate with each other tacitly, and relatives who will never leave. on her neck.

Song Yuhang was startled, hugged her back, patted the back of her head lightly, and comforted her.

"Okay, huh? Aren't you sleepy? Wash up and we'll go back to bed."

"Okay." Lin Yan replied sullenly, already tired, but under the hot air, he became more and more confused.

Song Yuhang cleaned off the body foam for her, wrapped her hair with a clean towel, and hugged her.

As soon as Lin Yan lightened up, he was put on the bed, and then the humming sound of the hair dryer rang out.

She dazedly grabbed her hand and asked, "Song Yuhang, where is my mechanical stick?"

Song Yuhang stopped the hair dryer and asked again to understand what she said.

"It's in the bottom drawer of the closet, why did you suddenly think of it?"

Before waiting for an answer, Song Yuhang took a closer look and saw that she was already asleep, so he laughed suddenly, tucked the quilt for her, turned off the desk lamp, lay down too, and hugged her in his arms.

"Good night, Hanan."

***

The next morning, Lin Xi was still awake. After returning to her room last night, she played online games with Song Yan until midnight. At this moment, when she was tired, the door creaked open.

She turned around in a daze, thinking it was Song Yuhang who came to wake her up for breakfast: "Mom, I won't eat..."

The person who came did not speak, put something beside the bed, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he saw that the quilt was not covered properly, so he pulled up the corner of the quilt to tighten it.

Lin Xi fell into a deep sleep, only frowning in his dream.

Lin Yan looked at her face that was very similar to his own, couldn't help but patted her head, with a gentle smile on his lips, kissed her forehead, got up and left.

It wasn't until Lin Xi woke up at midnight that he realized that there was an extra brocade box on the bedside table.

She reached out to take it over and opened it, and a note fell out, Lin Xi picked it up and smoothed it:

Xiaoxi, this mechanical stick is called "Sentinel". It is a token of love given to me by your mother. It has gone through countless ups and downs with me and saved my life. Now I will give it to you. I hope You can also be a good policeman in the future.

The signature is Lin Yan.

The girl let out a disdainful "tss", but her eyes were red. She picked up the black mechanical stick from the box and stroked its cold metal outline. Brown stains.

Just holding it in my hand, it seems like a bloody wind is blowing towards my face, which shocked the girl.

Lin Xi gradually tightened the corners of her lips, and said silently in her heart: Yes, mother, I will be like you, looking up to the world, worthy of my heart, and be a good policeman with integrity and kindness.

***

Time passed by so slowly. In a rare and leisurely afternoon, Lin Yan sat in the wicker chair and finished reading the book written by his son.

At the end of the book, Song Yan said:

"As of 2030, in the past six years, there have been 24890 casualties of public security police officers (including active police officers and soldiers) on duty across the country. Among them, 3160 police officers have died on duty, and 21730 have been injured on duty, with an average of 526 sacrifices per year."

"Of the 21730 people injured on the job over the years, more than 1 people were injured by violent attacks because they were fighting criminals, accounting for more than half of the total number."

"Among them, police station police, public security police, criminal police, and anti-drug police accounted for the top four in the number of deaths and injuries."

"In the list of national public security heroes who unfortunately died heroically, the oldest is 65 years old, and the youngest is only 19 years old."

"Of course, there are still some informants and undercover police officers whose names cannot be revealed that cannot be included in this list, so the actual total number of victims will only be more than the statistics."

"We live in this world. Nothing is born in vain. If you stand in the light, there will be shadows behind you. If you stand in the dark, there may be light in your heart. We must admit that some people may lose their original intentions. , but there are also some people who use their lives to fulfill their promises, just like Police Officer Song and Forensic Doctor Lin in the article."

"So far, the six-year serialization of "Forensic Medicine" has officially come to an end, but I believe this is not the end, and Song Lin's story will not end, because there are ordinary people like them who stick to their posts and defend justice to the death .”

"May the dead rest in peace, and the world is getting better and better."

Xie Lanzhou on March 2030.3.3, [-].

Lin Yan closed the book, and in just one afternoon, it was like having a big dream. Those days of guns and bullets in the past resurfaced before his eyes, so that the eye sockets were slightly wet, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

Until a voice woke her up from the nightmare.

Song Yuhang stood in the courtyard and waved to her, bathed in the sun, behind her was a sunflower nursery.

The family's seven-seater SUV was parked at the entrance of the villa.

"Janyan, are you ready? We're going to catch a plane."

Lin Yan remembered that Song Yan and Lin Xi finished their college entrance examinations, and the family planned to go to Australia to play while they had time during the summer vacation.

Before she could speak, the two siblings also came down from upstairs carrying the suitcase.

Song Yan was carrying two boxes, staggering, complaining as he walked: "I'm dying, Mom, my sister stuffed her game console and boxing gloves into my box again, do you still care?"

Lin Xi kicked him from behind: "You big man, why don't you carry more things?"

"Hey, hey, pay attention to your wording. My birthday in the lunar calendar has passed the solar calendar, so I'm not considered an adult."

Lin Xi was about to strike, but seeing Lin Yan staring at them intently, he stopped what he was doing: "Mom?"

Song Yan also felt that something was wrong, and put down the suitcase in his hand: "Mom, what's the matter, I took your luggage down for you too."

Lin Yan got up and looked at them, with tears welling up in his eyes, and smiled softly: "It's okay, let's go."

Song Yuhang came in from the door, pulled the suitcase with one hand, put her shoulders with the other, and drove the two dead children out.

"Hurry up, you two are dawdling, you are about to board the plane."

"Obviously it was Song Yan who cleaned up for a long time. After walking away, he went back to apply his hairspray. It's so ugly."

"Ha, I'm ugly, why don't you say that you don't look up to the sky every day, and there is no boy in school who likes you, man!"

"Bah, sissy!"

"Men's wife!"

"Sissy!"

……

Lin Yan couldn't bear it any longer, turned around and slapped each of them on the head: "Everyone, please be quiet!"

Song Yan clutched his head, feeling extremely wronged, and was about to get on the seat in front of him to seek justice from Song Yuhang.

Before he could open his mouth, Song Yuhang, who was driving, waved his hands again and again: "Don't hit me when you two quarrel."

She didn't want the fish in the pond to be affected by the fire at the city gate.

While Song Yan was stunned, she freed up one hand to gently pull the back of Lin Yan's hand and kissed it, her smile was brighter than the sunflowers outside the car window.

"My wife is right. The two of them are just too noisy. We won't take them with us next time we go on a trip together."

Song Yan and Lin Xishuang: Ugh, let me get out of the car! ! !

***

The vehicle carried the family on a new journey.

The setting sun fell in the mountains and shone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The rattan chair Lin Yan had just sat on was still there. The wind blew up the white window screens. .

"It is the human heart that releases the infinite light, and it is also the human heart that creates the boundless darkness. Light and darkness are intertwined and fighting. This is the world we are nostalgic for but helpless."

——"Les Miserables" Victor Hugo (France)

***

More than a year after the article "Chief Female Forensic Doctor" was written, someone shared an experience on an anonymous forum.

Several fans of suspense mystery novels guessed the burial place of the female corpse that the forensic doctor was able to escape and used to confuse criminals, and rushed to the cemetery with the thing on a dark and stormy night.On the one hand, it was caused by curiosity, and on the other hand, it was because they wanted to dig out the ring worn by the police officer on the female corpse at that time, which was said to be priceless.

A few people were gearing up and eager to try. After a while, the complete coffin was dug out. When they opened the coffin excitedly, they were dumbfounded. The person who carried the coffin board fell to the ground, trembling and speechless.

A few daring ones leaned forward to take a look, and immediately lost their minds, and ran away without caring about picking up the guy.

There were no bones, female corpses, or rings in the coffin. There was only a bloody head with its eyes gouged out, looking at them eeriely.