When Li Mubai regained consciousness, the back of his neck felt so painful. He opened his eyes in a daze, his whole body was cold, and his eyes were even darker. He blinked and thought he was blind, but he saw something dark red in front of him. After a closer look, he found that there was a double-happy paper cut above his face. In the darkness, the pair of happy paper cuts looked a little weird.

His head hurts very much, and his body is sore and weak, so he can't exert any strength.

No, I just fainted, how could I feel sore and weak all over, as if I was seriously ill and could not move.

Li Mubai suddenly thought of something, his face changed drastically, and he had goose bumps, and he gasped in his heart.

After confirming that he was not blind, he spent all his energy to stretch out his hand, but he encountered a thick wooden board that wanted to go out. He grabbed it with his hand, but grabbed a piece of red paper.

The feeling around him became more and more wrong. He moved slightly and immediately touched a cold body.

The space was very small, and he turned his head and saw that he almost exclaimed in shock.

This...this is inside the coffin!

Lying next to it was Zhou Xianyang's body, with a faint smell of rotten smell inside, and the air became a little thin.

Zhou Xianyang's body was slightly white in the dark, and his head tilted slightly, but his eyes were not opened, otherwise Li Mubai would have been scared to death.

He suppressed the fear in his heart, moved his fingers and began to slowly adapt to the surrounding environment.

"Why, why am I in the coffin, why did Uncle Zhou knock me out? No, he said something later."

Li Mubai was a little confused, and then carefully recalled what Chow Tai Fook said.

"It's too late? What's too late?"

Why did he knock himself out and lock himself in this coffin?

Didn’t Bai Han say that this coffin was made only by the practice of ghost marriage? How could he lock himself up? Logically, it was Zhaodi, it was too late. By the way, he was going to be buried during the day, and he didn’t succeed with Zhaodi. He must have someone to replace him, but how could it be him?

Impossible, impossible, how is it possible.

The more Li Mubai thought about it, the more terrifying he became. If he really calculated this way, the murderer was probably Uncle Zhou and Chow Tai Fook!

But how could Chow Tai Fook murder his son?

The more things were thought about, the more strange it became. Tonight, Bai Han should have gone to capture the murderer. Chow Tai Fook hurriedly ran back from outside. He said he was going to buy money paper candles, but he didn't have them. And he ran so in a hurry must be because the matter was exposed and timely, that Li Mubai was allowed to replace Zhaodi himself.

It’s all my fault that I didn’t pay attention at the beginning, but now I feel extremely upset when I think about it. Bai Han also reminded him to be careful of Chow Tai Fook’s.

The sound insulation inside the coffin was not very good, because he had heard the sound of conversation outside the coffin and it looked a little intense.

"Open the coffin!"

Bai Han's cold voice came out from outside.

"What are you, an outsider, to be buried later. The coffin has been sealed. You are disrespectful to the deceased!"

Chow Tai Fook's voice sounded a little angry.

Li Mubai was surprised and happy when he heard Bai Han's voice, but when he heard Zhou Dafu's voice, he couldn't help but feel a little creepy. Zhou Dafu actually wanted to bury himself and Bai Han together.

"There is another person inside. If you harm your own son, do you want to harm others?"

Bai Han's voice was a little angry, and it was extremely cold.

As soon as he finished speaking, the discussions from villagers came from around him. Li Mubai wanted to go out, but he was so angry that he must have been locked up for more than a day and could not use any strength at all. It must be during the day and in the morning, the time for funeral.

"You are crazy. An outsider is talking nonsense in our village. Xianyang is my son. How could I harm him? How could there be someone else in the coffin?"

Chow Tai Fook's voice became louder and louder, and he was a little excited.

"I wanted to attack Chen Zhaodi yesterday, but I was shocked to retreat. Li Mubai was watching over here, but he disappeared. You want to replace Chen Zhaodi. Don't say he has left. I have checked it. He has not left the village and no longer his grandmother's house. If I guess well, I should be locked in this coffin by you. You want to use the means of ghost marriage to rest in peace. If you don't let him out now, he will die!"

Bai Han's voice became even colder and the surroundings became quieter.

Li Mubai tried his last bit of strength to gather on his feet, and then kicked the coffin. Although the sound was not very loud, people outside should be able to hear it clearly.

"Fraud...Fraud!"

I don’t know which villager suddenly screamed in horror. Then some villagers who originally planned to carry the coffin to funeral retreated outside the mourning hall. Now there is only Chow Tai Fook, who protects the coffin in the mourning hall, and Bai Han, wearing a baseball cap, stood opposite him.
Chapter completed!