Looking at my expression, Zhang Lao Dao hurried over, eyes staring at the peach wood sword in my hand, but he could not see it clearly, and he hurried to look at me.

“What happened to Master?”The old man asked quickly.

I took a deep breath and held out my finger to the tip of the sword.

“Have you seen it?”I said in silence.

Zhang Lao Dao's eyes were turned around, picked up the peach wood sword in my hand, and after a careful glance, he put down the peach wood sword in my hand.

"I see that the sword of this peach sword has black liquid."The old man whispered.

I said a word of ass in my heart, and I said white eyes to the old man, and this girl did not even see this.

“It’s caricure oil, black because it’s turned into a corpse, and the whole body oil turns black.”I whispered.

Listening to me, Zhang Lao immediately quized, and his eyes looked at me in panic.

“The Master.Old man, don't scare me.I'm a little brave."Zhang Lao Dao grabbed my arm, just like a little daughter-in-law.

“Don’t bother.”I held out my hand and patted my old arm.

He grinned and stepped back toward me.

I turned my head and looked at the five men behind me and asked them to give me a hoe.

After I got the hoe, let the five men tap the candle first.

The five men immediately went over and lighted the candle.

But the candle burned and immediately went out again.

I frowned tightly, eyes staring at Li Ting’s grave.

“A little more.”I whispered.

Listening to my words, the five men continued to light up the candle, and the candles were extinguished in an instant.

“Dad, why don’t you light this candle?”The old village chief reached out his hand and pointed to the candle.

Do I have doubts too?How could it not be, and the wind was not particularly strong.

"She doesn't seem to like us."I whispered.

Zhang Lao Dao pointed to the grave, "Master, what you said to her, should not be Li Ting."

I said she was really Li Ting.

"Give the hoe to the old Dao, and follow me to dig the grave first."I said at the beginning.

Zhang Lao Dao immediately shook his head, "Master, don't do this to me, so that I am your apprentice, and this matter of digging the grave is left to the young people to do it."

"Give him the hoe."I said to the five strong men.

I think this old lady clearly has a kind of magic, but I am afraid of this fear of that.

Zhang Lao Dao followed the little grudge woman, took the hoe to his hand, and then looked at me pitifully.

I directly ignored the eyes of Zhang Lao Dao and dug a grave with Zhang Lao Dao.

The grave I dug is not a few, the grave is very soft, so it does not take too much time to dig up.

Within a few minutes, we dug out the coffin.

Looking at the coffin, I handed my hoe to the five strong men behind me.

The coffin was very ordinary, almost thin-skinned coffin, which was the cheapest kind of coffin.

The coffins, which are basically made of waste wood, are generally used in the old society, and now they have money and rarely use thin-skind coffins.

I had no idea that Li Ting was a thin-skinned coffin.

“The old way is coming.”I turned to the old man.

Zhang Lao Dao looked at me very reluctantly, waiting to come to my side, Zhang Lao Dao kept breathing deeply, the corners of his mouth kept moving, muttering the immeasurable God.

"Slow the incandator, the man in the coffin is not a simple fellow, and when the ink bucket is serious, don't be careless."I whispered.

Listening to my words, Zhang Lao Dao took the ink bucket, walked step by step toward the coffin, followed the execution, and the action was very grinding.

My eyes were looking at the coffin, which made me feel strange that the coffin was different from the previous flap.

I took a deep breath, and suddenly Zhang Lao Dao looked up, and the ink in my hand fell to the ground.

“What about you?”This old door of my mouth.

He stood up and pointed his hands to the right corner of the coffin.

"The wood of the coffin is hollowed out."The old man shouted.

I listened to the old words and said it was impossible.

But I immediately looked at the position pointed to Zhang Lao, my whole heart suddenly sank, Zhang Lao Dao said is indeed true.

The right corner of the thin-skinned coffin was indeed cut out of a broken mouth, the size of a fist.

Looking at the past, I felt that the break was opened by the field mouse.

“Master, do you see anything?”The old man whispered.

I did not answer Zhang Lao Dao's words, but my eyes were staring at the coffin.

"Old Dao, you put your hand in and touch the body."I whispered.

Listen to my words, the old road on the spot fried hair, a forcefully back.

"Master, I'm 60, can you let me live longer?"The old man shouted in a hurry.

I shook my head gently, squatting down my body, my eyes were fixed on the crack of the coffin, got the sleeves up, and stretched out my hand toward the coffin.

I touched it carefully, my face suddenly changed, and I hurriedly pulled out my hand.

The whole person took a step back, and his eyes looked gloomyly at the coffin in front of him.

"Master, your face is not right, is the body into a goblin."The fat man whispered.

"If it's good, I'm afraid he'll be hard to deal with."I whispered.

Let the five men pick up the hoe for me, align themselves with the coffin cover, I slammed the hoe hard, a few hoes down, the coffin cover was smashed out of several large holes by me in an instant.

There are five big men and the old village chief who are shocked by my actions.

Because the coffin was a thin-skinned coffin, after I had two hoes down, the coffin lid had basically been smashed by me.

"Give me the rest of the coffin cover."I whispered.

Listen to my words, Zhang Lao Dao spit out spit, I took a step first, Zhang Lao Dao dared to follow.

I reached out and opened the remaining coffin lids, then threw them aside.

Looking inside, my heart huddered, and the most worrying thing appeared.

I took a deep breath, took a cigarette out of my pocket, and then took a deep breath.

Zhang Lao Dao looked up, looked inside, his face was completely shocked, turned to look at me, and said stammering: "Master, Li... Li Ting is gone."