"Now Xiao Wang has agreed to dig up her man's grave." Old Man Ouyang said.
At this time, Widow Wang also nodded seriously.
"You guys start digging." Old Man Ouyang continued.
"Okay, Master Ou!" said the leading man.
The people behind him quickly surrounded the grave and started digging.
Zhang Fan's eyes never left Liu Cunzhi. When Liu Cunzhi saw the villagers taking action, a look of anxiety appeared on his face, as if he couldn't sit still.
From Liu Cunzhi's face, it is not difficult to see that there must be a ghost in Wang Qian's grave.
There were a total of seven strong men digging the grave. They dug the grave one spade at a time. They dug the grave very quickly. In seven or eight minutes, the grave was dug flat.
Seeing this scene, Liu Cunzhi became even more arrogant.
After another seven or eight minutes, someone finally hit the coffin board with a shovel. Everyone quickly removed the soil from the coffin board, and then hollowed out the surroundings of the coffin. A pine coffin painted with black paint suddenly jumped in.
Everyone's eyes.
The coffin was exposed, and Zhang Fan and Old Man Ouyang felt that the corpse aura was getting stronger.
"Old Fatty, organize people to lift the lid of this coffin, and remember to stay away from the coffin." Old Man Ouyang looked at the man who was leading the grave digger and said.
"Okay, Master Ou." The old fat man replied.
Then, the old fat man asked everyone in the pit to come up. He and the two men beside him each took a crowbar in their hands, held it against the coffin lid, and then pushed it hard. Under the strong force of the three people,
, the coffin lid was pushed down suddenly and fell into the grave pit.
The moment the coffin lid was pushed off, everyone's eyes turned to the inside of the coffin.
A shocking scene suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes. There was no body in the coffin. The entire coffin was soaked in blood red. The red was painted with blood. Moreover, the blood stains were not completely dried in some places, and there were streams of blood.
The smell penetrated into everyone's nostrils, and everyone couldn't help but gag. In the center of the coffin, there was a head. The head was covered with blood, and it looked extremely hideous and terrifying.
Seeing the bloody scene in the coffin, everyone present couldn't help but subconsciously take a step back, and some timid ones even turned their heads quickly.
"Huh?" Old Man Ouyang frowned tightly.
In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Old Man Ouyang, and Liu Cunzhi's eyes were the most focused.
Zhang Fan grabbed the old man Ouyang's arm and pressed it hard. The old man Ouyang felt pain and subconsciously looked in the direction of Zhang Fan.
"I didn't expect Wang Qian to suffer so badly. Okay, just close the coffin and let the deceased rest in peace." Zhang Fan sighed slightly.
The old man Ouyang wanted to speak, but Zhang Fan pressed the old man's arm hard again, and the old man Ouyang just became silent.
"Master Zhang, have we really closed the coffin lid?" The old man looked at Zhang Fan and asked.
"Cover it, there is nothing wrong with this coffin except that it is a little bloody." Zhang Fan said.
The old fat man nodded slightly, and then asked a brave little brother to go into the pit with them and close the coffin lid.
Seeing the coffin lid closed, Liu Cunzhi's face showed a look of relief.
"
Master Zhang, shall we backfill the soil again?" the old man continued to ask.
"No need to fill it in. We will come here on time at eight o'clock tonight to surrender Wang Qian's headless corpse so that the villagers will have no worries. This is an explanation to the villagers. Then, we will put the headless corpse into the coffin so that Wang Qian can have peace of mind."
A whole corpse is also an explanation for Widow Wang and her husband Wang Qian." Zhang Fan answered naturally.
Hearing what Zhang Fan said, Liu Cunzhi exhaled and his nervous mood suddenly calmed down.
"Okay! Thank you Master Zhang, thank you Master Ouyang!"
The villagers all expressed their gratitude to Zhang Fan and Ouyang with joyful faces.
"You are all too polite. Master Ouyang was injured last time and I thanked you for taking care of me. If I had been injured, I would have come to your beautiful village to recuperate." Zhang Fan looked at everyone and said with a smile.
"Master Zhang, if you come to our village to recuperate in the future, we will take good care of you." The honest old man answered, but after saying this, he felt something was wrong and quickly apologized to Zhang Fan, "Master Zhang, I'm sorry.
, I’m not cursing you to get hurt.”
The fat old man laughed dryly.
Zhang Fan waved his hand slightly and said: "I know, when I really come, I will stay at your house."
"No problem!" The old fat man chuckled.
"Okay, let's go back and come back in the evening." Zhang Fan said.
Everyone nodded heavily, Zhang Fan and old man Ouyang were in front, and everyone followed behind and walked out of the cemetery. During the process, Widow Wang, who was pushing the bicycle, was wiping her eyes and crying. Who saw her man?
The tragic situation of leaving only one head is unbearable!
Once there was a chance, someone would comfort Widow Wang, but they did not see Widow Wang getting better. Zhang Fan did not comfort her at all, because he knew in his heart that comfort was useless. Widow Wang had cried enough and she would naturally get better.
Soon, the group of people arrived at the entrance of the village.
"Master Ou, Master Zhang, you two can come to my house for lunch today. My son has brought some good wine, so we can have some together." Liu Cunzhi said with a smile, "Master Ou, we brothers haven't been together for a long time.
Yes, I just took advantage of this opportunity."
"Thank you, Party Secretary Liu, we won't go. We will just go to Sister Wang's house for dinner. Your cooking skills will definitely not be as good as Sister Wang." Zhang Fan said with a smile.
"Let's go to Xiao Wang's place to eat." Old Man Ouyang said with a solemn face.
Liu Cunzhi looked at the old man Ouyang and laughed dryly, "Well... then, old man, I won't make things difficult for you."
After coming out of the Wang Family Tomb, it was easy to see from Liu Cunzhi's face that Liu Cunzhi became more and more relaxed.
After entering the village, everyone dispersed and returned to their respective homes. Widow Wang went to the kitchen outside to boil hot water, while Zhang Fan and Old Man Ouyang sat down in the hallway room of Widow Wang's house.
"Brother Zhang Fan, didn't you find the problem with the coffin?" Old Man Ouyang asked impatiently.
"Of course I found it." Zhang Fan said.
"Then why didn't we solve the problem right away?" Old Man Ouyang asked.
"The corpse aura is very strong in the coffin, right?" Zhang Fan asked.
Old man Ouyang nodded heavily.
"But Feng Shui Qi is very thin, so thin that you can't feel it unless you sense it carefully. He wants to use corpse Qi to cover up the Feng Shui Qi." Zhang Fan said loudly, "When you let others open the coffin,
I kept staring at Liu Cunzhi, who was extremely nervous. When I said that I didn't find anything unusual in the coffin, Liu Cunzhi relaxed obviously."