Sweet Marriage: A Scholar's Little Wife V5

The village chief followed behind, with a very ugly expression on his face. Obviously, the notification process was very unpleasant. Also, who wants to have their family grave dug up.

"Stop it, stop it for me, who dares to touch my ancestral grave." Li Er roared full of anger.

He was relieved to see that his family's grave was still intact, and rushed to Liang Wei with a vicious expression on his face: "You said you wanted to dig my family's grave? You are a liar, and you are not afraid of retribution, so get the hell out of here."

At such an old age, Liang Weihuo has always been the one at home, and he has never been scolded by someone pointing his nose like this, and his face twitched.

But thinking of the other party, an ignorant and uneducated mountain villager, if he cares too much, he will lose his value, so he endured it, thinking of something, narrowing his eyes, looking him up and down, and said coldly.

"Although I don't know why your father's grave is so heavy, I would like to remind you that if this evil spirit is related to your immediate family members, the consequences will be disastrous."

"You two, you must have had a bad time recently, right?"

The last sentence was full of deep meaning, which caused Li Er's face to change instantly. The wife behind him also widened her eyes suddenly, and covered her mouth with a pale face.

Mu Xiaonuan rolled her eyes from the side. She didn't see clearly from a distance just now, but now she realizes that Li Er and his wife's complexion is very bad, their skin bottoms are yellow, their eyes are blue and black, and the whites of their eyes are bloodshot. They look like It looks like he hasn't rested for a long time.

Anyone can see that this kind of virtue is not good.

With Liang Wei's words, the expressions of these two people revealed their secrets. The appearance of being obviously hit by the story made everyone look at it seriously, and the villagers' discussions became more frequent.

"What, what should we do, we, we..." Li Er's wife trembled, her face was full of horror, and she couldn't speak clearly. This guilty conscience should not be too obvious.

"Shut up." Li Er, who came back to his senses, glared at her viciously.

He was also scared in his heart, but he was not so frightened that he lost his mind. He stabilized his mind and stared at Liang Wei again: "You old bastard, don't be fooled here. I don't know how good my life is. Get out of here."

"Dare to dig my family's grave, I will fight you hard immediately."

After being scolded twice and three times, Liang Wei looked gloomy and looked at the village chief: "If you want to solve the water source of Fugui Village, you must open the coffin."

He can completely quit, if it wasn't for Mu Xiaonuan's confidence in the game after January, this kind of feng shui problem would not be worth his shot.

But after seeing that this village was not only a matter of Feng Shui, but also of evil spirits, his mind changed completely. This coffin must be opened.

And it has to be fast today, the sooner the better, if the news is leaked and the other families know about it, even if there are ghosts in it, the difficulty will increase.

The village head also saw that there was something wrong with Li Er and his wife. People in the countryside are superstitious, and such things as opening coffins are not easy to do, but things have reached this point...

He gritted his teeth and waved to a few nearby villagers: "Go, block Li Er and his wife and open the coffin forcibly."

The villagers immediately carried out this order without any psychological pressure. Everyone was worried about the problem of water sources, and it would be good if they could be resolved. As long as the digging was not their own grave, what did it matter?
"You dare... Wang Shengju, you bastard, dare to dig my grave, I will never stop with you..."

They are all from the same village. Li Er didn't expect that the villagers, including the village chief, would team up with a group of outsiders to bully him. His anger rushed straight to his forehead, his eyes were red with anger, and he yelled at him.

No matter how angry he was, there was only one person, and he was stopped by several villagers/jointly. It was useless to try to break free, and he could only watch, curse, and growl.

One group of villagers blocked Li Er and his wife, and another group consciously started to dig the grave with a hoe.

Mu Xiaonuan watched from the side, feeling goosebumps all over her body for no reason. Although she had nothing to shy away from, digging a grave didn't sound very good.

Ao Dabao was still shaking his head on the sidelines: "I really don't know what you two-legged sheep think, people are gone, and you have to find a piece of land for him to live in, what a waste of space."

She slapped her and called out: "That's better than being like you, dangling around neither dead nor alive."

Ao Dabao glared at her dissatisfied.

Yuan Qijue didn't care about the bickering between the two, he squinted his eyes and said softly: "Is the water source of Fugui Village really related to this tomb?" The question was for Ao Dabao.

"Yes, that is indeed the reason."

It nodded its head, and kept its paws on its chin, pretending to be deep: "But you don't have to worry, once I swallow the evil spirit, the water problem will be solved."

He looked at Liang Wei, looked at it again, and said meaningfully: "Then there is still one waiting to be collected."

After listening to Liang Wei's explanation of Yin Ling just now, he could vaguely guess something in his heart.

Ao Dabao cast a disdainful glance at Liang Wei: "Che, how could he be the opponent of this divine beast? This evil spirit, with the cultivation level of that old miscellaneous hair, can't do anything about it at all."

"If I hadn't been here today, the evil spirit would come out later, and you would all be in bad luck, quack quack..."

Mu Xiaonuan: "..."

Accompanied by the sound of shoveling, the hole in the grave was getting bigger and bigger, and finally a black wooden coffin buried inside was slowly revealed. Li Er's voice sounded tired and hoarse because of his roaring.

Liang Wei's eyes were shining brightly, and he couldn't help but took two steps forward, barely restraining his excitement, and said as calmly as possible: "Open the coffin."

Because of Ao Dabao's guarantee that no corpse would rot in the coffin, Mu Xiaonuan couldn't help but cover her eyes, and peeked through her fingers.

Ka Ka Ka, several people went down the pit, pulled the iron out, and worked together to push the heavy coffin lid away.

Among the villagers, the timid women hardly dared to look at it, and the men were quite courageous. Mu Xiaonuan didn't see what it looked like inside, and there were exclamations from all around.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

The few villagers at the bottom of the pit were so frightened that their faces turned pale when they saw this scene, and they climbed up without any image, for fear of being a step too late.

This emotion spread to other villagers in an instant, and the timid ones ran away screaming. Some villagers who stayed behind were afraid, but they still couldn't resist their curiosity.

"What's the matter, the corpse is scary?" She tugged at Yuan Qijue's sleeve and asked in a low voice, otherwise why would the group of people be screaming like ghosts.

The latter's eyes were fixed on the bottom of the pit, and he glanced at her expressionlessly: "Don't worry, a piece of meat is not rotten."

Mu Xiaonuan blinked, put down her hands boldly, and looked over bit by bit.

Whoa, her eyes widened in shock.

Not only was it not rotten, but the integrity of the body was almost like that of a person who had just been buried.

The shroud on his body didn't have a single wrinkle, and even the paper money scattered around was still bright in color, and the face of the corpse was still greyish and bluish, giving off a dead air.

But as Yuan Qijue said, there is no sign of damage or decay, but how is it possible?Even if it's winter now, it's been several months since the burial, so it's absolutely impossible to be like this.

Li Er's voice completely stopped at the moment when the coffin was opened. He stared at the person in the coffin at the bottom of the pit with wide eyes at this moment, his face was white, and his pupils were full of horror.

And his daughter-in-law has fainted from fright.

The village chief's legs trembled, and he barely stood still. He watched Liang Wei and swallowed his saliva: "Liang, Master Liang, this, this..."

After all, Liang Wei had seen big scenes before. Although he was shocked by the current scene, he didn't lose his composure. He frowned and thought about it, then comforted him.

"As I said before, the mound of this grave is weird and has a lot of yin. In this situation, it is probably a kind of voice corpse change, but you don't need to be too panic. Fortunately, it was discovered in time and did not cause more serious consequences. It is not in the way." .”

When everyone heard this, their hearts were slightly relieved.

Ao Dabao flew over Mu Xiaonuan's head: "Tch, this old thing is starting to fool people again."

Mu Xiaonuan rolled her eyes, and caught a glimpse of Liang Shuliang Ziyou who had an equally ugly face beside her, thought for a while and moved closer: "You have ugly faces."

Liang Shu pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and pulled the corners of her mouth forcefully: "This is the first time we have encountered such a situation, so..."

She was surprised: "Haven't you seen it before?"

Liang Ziyou shook his head: "No, I think this is probably the first time Grandpa has encountered such a thing."

It turned out to be like this, Mu Xiaonuan touched her chin.

"Cousin Xiaonuan, aren't you afraid?" Liang Shu asked.

"It's okay, I'm okay, I don't have any other advantages, but my psychological quality is good. You learn from ancient carvings, and your endurance is so poor. You have to learn from me. Don't mess around when you are in danger. Mount Taishan is overwhelmed, and you can't do it... "

Liang Shu: "..."

Liang Ziyou: "..."

"Tch, I don't know who the person who was blindfolded and didn't dare to look at just now." Ao Dabao muttered softly.

Mu Xiaonuan squinted at the past, full of evil spirit.

At this time, Liang Wei stood in front of the grave, sat down cross-legged, and took out a... carving knife from his cuff, and Mu Xiaonuan's gaze was immediately attracted to him.

At this time, Liang Wei was completely out of the mood to explain anything to her. He was full of the dead body in front of him, thinking about how to draw out the Yin Qi.

He hoped that the Yin Qi had already formed a Yin Spirit on its own, and hoped that it had not yet formed. Both situations have advantages and disadvantages.

Accompanied by this entanglement, Liang Wei held the carving knife tightly, and quickly slid his arms on the yellow ground in front of him, smooth carved patterns appeared on the yellow ground one by one.

Mu Xiaonuan stared intently, and under such observation, she really saw something.

In this ancient carving pattern, Liang Weiyi shared eighteen kinds of carving patterns, and these eighteen kinds of carving patterns belonged to the one hundred and eight kinds, and she could recognize them all.

But when Liang Wei carved this pattern, he didn't change another pattern, and the top and bottom were actually connected, not broken. This observation made the ancient carving a journey, and opened another door in her heart.

So it can still be like this, well, we must look for explanations on this in the reference room.

Liang Wei's hands were extremely fast, and it took him less than 3 minutes to complete such a complex ancient carving pattern, but Mu Xiaonuan's eyesight was so good that he could see it clearly.