Become a villain and swing your sword at the scumbag!

Ayao was too tired to speak, so she sat down on the ground and gave up.

Lu Chengting took two bottles of mineral water from the car and threw them to A Yao and Xiao Liu.

Then he unscrewed the thermos cup that he had filled with red dates and wolfberry tea, handed it to Yu Siyan, and wiped the sweat on Yu Siyan's forehead with the cuffs of his pure white clothes: "Are you tired?"

Yu Siyan hid back, forgetting that he was just sweating. The key was that they focused on efficiency in a hurry, and a lot of dirt was splashed on their faces and bodies.

"It's a small thing. It's not tiring. It's just dirt. Don't get your clothes dirty."

Lu Chengting looked at his cuffs that were stained with sweat and a little bit of dirt, and said with his eyes open, "Where is it dirty? It's not dirty."

Yu Siyan was so funny, and his heart was bubbling with beauty. If there were no outsiders here now, he really wanted to hug Lu Chengting and give him a nice kiss.

But even if he doesn't do it now, in the eyes of Ayao and Xiao Liu, this scene is enough for them to think about it.

At first, Xiao Liu only thought that Yu Siyan and Lu Chengting were friends, but now, he only felt that the fact that these two people did not kiss in front of him was the last sign of respect.

Although Xiao Liu didn't agree with Yu Siyan getting together with a married man, his relationship with Yu Siyan hadn't reached that point, so naturally he wouldn't say anything about things that had nothing to do with him.

Several people took a breath, and Yu Siyan shone his flashlight on the coffin board: "How do you open it if it's nailed?"

Lu Chengting lowered his head and glanced at the coffin in the pit: "I'll do it."

"Wait!" Xiao Liu swallowed, a little nervous.

He looked at Lu Chengting: "Teacher Lu, don't you need any ceremony to open the coffin? Or maybe two talismans to suppress evil or something?"

Lu Chengting thought for a while and asked Yu Siyan: "Do you have a pen?"

Yu Siyan took out a red pen from his coat pocket and handed it to Lu Cheng: "Is this okay?"

Lu Chengting took the red pen and said, "Okay."

He fumbled in his pocket for a long time, took out a piece of toilet paper, and used a red pen to draw two slanted and twisted lines on the toilet paper.

Then he handed the toilet paper to Xiao Liu: "This way you can probably feel more at ease."

Xiao Liu looked at the piece of toilet paper and felt that he couldn't feel at ease anymore.

They've been in this damn place for almost twenty-four hours.

Lu Chengting did nothing but interact with Yu Siyan.

Now that he was fooling him so casually with such a piece of rubbish, it was really hard for him to think that Lu Cheng was trustworthy.

Ayao felt the same way. She had long since determined that Lu Chengting was a member of an official family and had relied on connections to write a resume.

He didn't have any hope for Lu Chengting at all.

She felt that even the black cat was much more useful than Lu Chengting.

Lu Chengting didn't care what they thought.

He jumped directly into the grave pit, bent down, and placed his palms on the coffin.

The originally quiet and peaceful village suddenly began to experience strong winds.

Yu Siyan and the other three were all shocked and subconsciously took a step back.

Countless flying sand and rocks gathered towards Lu Chengting, but when they approached the grave, they seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier and isolated.

Lu Chengting turned a deaf ear to the interference from the outside world. He felt the movement in the coffin carefully, stood up, and with a strong step of his feet, the coffin board was shattered into several pieces of wood.

Yu Siyan didn't even see how he moved, but saw that he had jumped out of the pit intact and stood in front of him.

He clicked his tongue: "What should I do? You are so handsome that my legs are weak."

Lu Chengting chuckled: "It won't affect you, you won't need it."

Yu Siyan gently turned him with his arm: "What time has it been? Please be more serious."

After his doubts were broken, Xiao Liu looked at the toilet paper in his hand, folded it, and put it into his jacket pocket.

A Yao was shocked: "Are you really a special agent?"

Lu Chengting gave her a fake smile: "What else? Are you here to add to your resume?"

Ayao's thoughts were revealed and she became silent.

The four of them stood not far from the grave, quietly watching the wind and sand subside, but there was still no movement in the coffin.

Yu Siyan shined his flashlight towards the grave: "I'll go take a look."

Lu Chengting held Yu Siyan's hand and walked side by side with him.

This is different from the way Lu Chengting and Yu Siyan got married, where they only attended the ceremony and were not buried with them.

In the coffin, there were two corpses, a man and a woman, dressed in bright red wedding clothes.

Half a month has passed, and the two corpses have not shown any signs of decay, and even remain in the same state as when they died, lifelike.

What was frightening was that the female corpse was lying next to the male corpse, her limbs were nailed to the coffin, her mouth was sewn shut with needle and thread, her eyes were wide open, and she was staring directly at the four people Lu Chengting above the grave.

Yu Siyan's throat was choked, and it took him a while to utter three words: "They were buried alive."

"Women who are involuntarily arranged for secret marriages must hold their hair and sew their mouths to prevent them from complaining to the King of Hell below." Xiao Liu knew a thing or two about this.

Lu Chengting has always been puzzled by the confusing behavior of human beings.

Don't want to comment on this.

Just when Yu Siyan and the others were ready, waiting for the female corpse in the coffin to suddenly rise, they were trying to figure out how to break the nightmare.

Lu Chengting told them some unfortunate news: "Hu Cuiying did not turn into a ghost. This nightmare belongs to someone else."

When a mortal turns into a ghost, he must first look at his thoughts and secondly, his fate.

Lu Chengting had already calculated this outcome when he saw Hu Cuiying's birthday.

Hu Cuiying is not destined to turn into a ghost.

When Xiao Liu heard this, his heart sank: "Then our work is in vain?"

Yu Siyan didn't think so: "How can it be called busy work in vain? Hu Cuiying's death is also a case, not nothing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Cheng turned around suddenly, looked at a dark corner behind him, and said sternly: "Get out!"

When Yan Qian saw Lu Chengting lifting the coffin board, he knew that he would be discovered sooner or later.

In the afternoon, he set his sights on Lu Chengting and his group.

It was discovered that they were not the natives of this nightmare, but strangers who entered by mistake.

Anyone who could come to the West Village at this time, no matter what he thought, must be here to investigate the case.

Yan Qian originally had no ill intentions, he just wanted to see what Lu Chengting and these people were capable of and how they planned to break this nightmare.

If there was a critical moment, he wouldn't mind taking action to save their lives.

But he didn't expect that among the four people, there was Lu Chengting who was completely invisible to him as soon as he made a move.