"Impossible, impossible, that person cannot be my father."

In the suburbs, in front of a grave, a woman waving her shovel and digging the soil on her feet frantically. Several people were surrounded by them, looking at each other, wondering what the young lady was crazy about.

This grave is a bit old. The grave is lush and the soil is mixed. The woman's shovels do nothing.

Miss Zhang turned around and shouted, "Take a match and burn the weed."

"Miss, this is the master's grave. It is a taboo to get the ground on the grave." The old butler walked over tremblingly and reached out to stop him.

Miss Zhang didn't care about these things. She had only one thought in her mind: Who was lying in the grave? She also felt strange when the body and the head were transported back together. Why was the head intact but the body was corrupted? At that time, Mr. Yuan explained that it might be because of food bloating in the stomach and intestines. At that time, Mr. Zhang beheaded his head, and the entire Zhang family collapsed. Miss Zhang didn't care about so many things. She used tears to sew her father's head to her body little by little with needles and threads, and then announced the grand burial. Perhaps it was because Zhang Dashang died too miserably. After all, this was the Republic of China, and the matter of being cut off by someone was still very miserable. Therefore, after all, he was buried for so many years, he was not found by his enemies to destroy the grave.

The old housekeeper watched the eldest lady grow up, and tears flowed in his eyes. He stepped forward and pressed the shovel in Miss Zhang's hand and begged: "Miss, you can't, you can't do this."

"This is to find out the truth about my father's death. Uncle Gui, don't stop me."

The young lady has been practicing martial arts and marksmanship for more than ten years, and her temperament has been greatly improved. She is also very strong. With her exertion, she staggers the old housekeeper and turns back to the hired person: "Excavation."

The three strong men were all hired from the street and used money to work. Anyway, they were digging their own graves, so they rushed to the grave with shovels and pickaxes and started digging.

Just after digging a few times, someone suddenly screamed: "Ah! There is a ghost!"

I saw a man with a bearded man burst out from the bushes behind the grave. He was dressed like a beggar. He rubbed his eyes and pulled his neck and shouted: "Ghaha, can you let me sleep?"

This man was so weird that the three strong men were so scared that they threw away the pickaxe and ran to the back of the big tree, staring at the strange man carefully. As long as the man sticks out his tongue, he runs away. Money is more important!

"Who are you?"

After all, Miss Zhang had killed someone with her own hands, so she was not afraid and pointed at the man and asked.

"Who, who am I?" The man touched his chin, as if he was about to wipe off the saliva left after sleeping soundly.

"Who am I? I am just an ordinary person. I'm dreaming when sleeping here. I was scared to death by your people. Aunt, what should I do?"

"Aunt?"

Miss Zhang is already in her prime, but she is only in her thirties and is called an aunt by this sloppy man, and her eyebrows are raised and her eyes are full of fire.

"Ah, no." The man slapped his forehead, "Ah, aunt, aunt..."

He saw the woman opposite him with a look of shock and anger, and grinned and said, "Grand girl!"

Miss Zhang suppressed her anger: "Sir, it's wrong for us to disturb you to sleep, so I'm sorry." As she said that, she made a gesture of inviting her.

The man laughed and said, "Miss is still quite polite. I will tell you the truth. It's useless to dig this grave, there is nothing here."

Miss Zhang was stunned: "What did you say?"

"This grave is empty, nothing!"

Miss Zhang was furious: "Nothing is said, I was in charge of the funeral that year, how could it be useless?"

"I lie to you as a puppy, ah, bah, I hate dogs the most. I lie to you as a wolf, a wolf."

The man touched his face again: "My name is Chen Feiyang, and he is also famous on the road. How can he lie to you?"

Miss Zhang frowned. She was half a person in the world. Why hadn't she heard of the name Chen Feiyang?

"dig."

Miss Zhang waved her hand and the three strong men didn't take it seriously when they saw the man named Chen like a homeless man. They walked over with a smile and cursed, "I'm not afraid of falling into ghosts when I run to the grave."

Chapter 11: Empty Tomb-->> (Page 1/2), please click on the next page to continue reading.

Miss Zhang waved her hand and the three strong men didn't take it seriously when they saw the man named Chen like a homeless man. They walked over with a smile and cursed, "I'm not afraid of falling into ghosts when I run to the grave."

Chen Feiyang snorted: "It's good to catch a ghost. The male ghost will brag together, and the female ghost will touch your little hands. You gangsters of ordinary people know nothing."

Miss Zhang pretended not to hear the man's nonsense and watched the people dig graves attentively.

The old butler was on the side and gently pulled the sloppy man's sleeve. Chen Feiyang shouted: "Don't pull, don't pull, if you break it, you will compensate me."

The old butler whispered: "I will compensate, I will compensate, this gentleman..."

"Sir?" Chen Feiyang glared, "Do you think I look like a sour person?"

"This guy?"

The old housekeeper asked tentatively.

Chen Fei smiled and said, "What are you going to say, old man?"

"Brother, there are really no corpses in the tomb? Is it empty?"

The old housekeeper asked.

"Yes, I'm sleeping here, I don't know what's there?"

"But why did you run here to sleep?"

"This place is so cool, comfortable, and very nice."

"I used to look for Feng Shui master back then, and the Feng Shui in this place is very good."

"Well, it's pretty good, a good corpse-raising ground."

Chen Feiyang looked at the three strong men sweating profusely and dug the grave, laughing: "Look at those three idiots, if you don't believe me, you can dig it out, see what they can dig out."

He said as he crossed his legs to the ground, looking at the people gloatingly.

"What does corpse raising ground mean?"

The old butler thought that the body was quite strange back then, and just as he was about to continue asking, he saw the man closing his eyes and muttering, "I'm still sleeping for a while, so don't mess with me, always helping with food."

After a while, the coffin was exposed. Miss Zhang walked forward and said firmly: "Put the coffin."

The three strong men stepped forward and knocked, and said while knocking, "Don't blame us for any blame, your daughter asked us to do this. If you know, please don't blame us."

Soon, the coffin was opened, and the three strong men screamed strangely. Miss Zhang rushed over and looked inside the coffin, her eyes wide open: It's empty, the coffin is empty!

“Why is it empty?”

She obviously saw that she was buried with her coffin with her own eyes.

This grave has never been destroyed or dug. After the coffin is finished, where did the body go?

"I told you that it was empty here. This is a corpse-raising site. The corpses inside had already run out by themselves."

Chen Feiyang opened his eyes and hugged his shoulders in a gloating tone.

Miss Zhang stared at him and bowed deeply: "Please tell me the details. I am wrong, Mr. Tang."
Chapter completed!