Zhang Yujie nodded heavily: "Master entrusted this dream to me after he passed away, which means that this matter must be very important to him. As his last two apprentices, how can we not help him fulfill this wish?"
Zhou Ming had no choice but to nod his head. Although he thought this was somewhat ridiculous, he was willing to do it for some unknown reason. He probably wanted to use this move to comfort his master's spirit in heaven.
After eating, the two of them took iron tools and other objects and came to the graves of Qingyunzi and Lanjiu. They kowtowed three times before Zhang Yujie explained the reason for digging the graves, and then they started digging. Qingyunzi's graves
The grave was a new one and the soil was soft, so it didn't take long for the body to be dug out. The two carefully put the body aside and went to dig the Blue Eagle's grave. Decades later, digging was not that easy.
Both of them were panting from exhaustion.
Zhang Yujie has never been afraid of anything in his life, and he joked while working. Zhou Ming, on the other hand, was a little frightened. After all, he had read a lot of books and knew a lot about ghosts and monsters, so he was a little trembling when he started.
After digging several meters deep, some hard objects were vaguely exposed. Zhang Yujie touched it and said, "This is the coffin. If you push harder, it will come out soon!" Then he spat into the palms of both hands.
, started fucking passionately again, turning his head and saying a few words to Qingyunzi's body from time to time: "Master, please wait a little longer, and I will let you hug the beauty back home immediately!" [
Zhou Ming kept reciting "Amitabha" in his mouth, and finally closed his eyes and just let the iron hammer hit the pestle in his hand. This shows that reading too many books will not do any good.
"Almost!" Zhang Yujie suddenly roared. Zhou Ming opened his eyes and saw that the coffin surface had been completely exposed. Next, they only needed to open the coffin lid, put Qingyunzi's body inside, and then cover it again.
, and finally buried it with soil, and you're done.
Lan Jiu's coffin was tightly sealed, and Qingyunzi had indeed put in a lot of effort back then. The two of them had to use a lot of effort to open the coffin lid and put it aside. When they looked inside, only some broken skeletons and broken bones were left.
With clothes, how can I regain even a little bit of my once-impressive appearance?
This scene made no sense to Zhang Yujie, who was just wiping his sweat and working; while Zhou Ming sighed with sorrow for the spring and autumn, and recited a few poems by his predecessors to remember this wonderful woman who once was so radiant.