New Liang Zhu's Dream of Huang Liang

Ma Wencai, who was happily trying on the groom's outfit, was shocked when he heard the news from Master Ma.

It wasn't until being locked in the room by Master Ma that Marvin slipped and sat on the ground weakly against the door: "Dead? Why did you die? You haven't seen me get married to Yingtai yet! You How can you die? How can you die?!"

Two balls of anger burned in his eyes: "I don't believe it! You want to see people when you live, and you want to see corpses when you die!"

Ma Wen got up and pulled the door, but it was locked.There was a crying expression on his face: "Although I blame you every day, in fact, all the things you taught me are not useless..."

When Master Ma received the news, there was no one in Ma Wencai's room.

Master Ma was so angry that he dropped his favorite set of porcelain: "You bastard! What an injustice..."

When Ma Wencai found Liang Shanbo, he had already been buried.

Sijiu looked at him with hatred: "Young Master Ma, are you satisfied now? Please leave! You are not welcome here! Our young master does not want to see you again!"

Ma Wencai stared blankly at the tombstone, he couldn't see or hear anything, and there was only one thought in his mind: "Liang Shanbo can't die!"

Sijiu was pushed by Ma Wencai, and he turned his head to see Ma Wencai digging his son's grave like a madman. He was so angry that he rushed to punch, kick, tear and bite him like crazy: "What are you going to do? ?! Our young master is dead and you still don’t let him live?!”

Ma Wencai pushed him away: "Get out of the way! I don't believe he's dead! If you live, you want to see people, if you die, you want to see the corpse!"

Sijiu looked at Ma Wencai with a distorted face, and a crazy light shone in his eyes.He froze, this person, crazy?

Ma Wencai dug open Liang Shanbo's grave with his hands, and ignored the bloody and bloody nails he dug up.

Sijiu knelt aside, in fact, he didn't believe that his young master was dead.But he personally collected and buried the young master's body, no one knows the fact that his young master is dead better than him.

Ma Wencai dug up Liang Shanbo's coffin like a madman.Seeing that he could see Liang Shanbo as long as he opened the coffin lid, he was a little afraid to do it.It is said that people are more timid when they are close to the hometown, and his mood is a bit similar now. He is afraid of seeing Liang Shanbo's lifeless face, but if he can't see it with his own eyes, he will not believe the fact that Liang Shanbo is dead.

At this time, Sijiu couldn't help but persuaded: "Mr. Ma, stop! The young master is really dead, and I personally collected the young master's body..."

Ma Wen just woke up from his contemplation, and he scolded: "Shut up! I'm going to see with my own eyes whether you're dead or not!" As he spoke, he used all his internal strength to slam the lid of the coffin open.

After seeing Liang Shanbo's sleeping face clearly in the coffin, Ma Wen couldn't hold back the tears that fell for a long time: "Are you really dead?"

He stretched out his hand tremblingly to caress Liang Shanbo's face, his hand was warm and cool, without any trace of anger: "How can you die? You are still so young, and you still have great ambitions that have not been realized!"

Sijiu looked at Ma Wencai, who was covered in mud and blood, and couldn't tell whether it was hatred or pity: "Mr. Ma, your grave has been dug, and people have been seen. If there is any deep hatred, you should let my young master rest in peace, right?"

Ma Wencai shook his head violently: "No! He is still alive! You can see his face is no different from ordinary people! He just, he just fell asleep! He just can't wake up! I need someone to save him! I want Find... her!" If there is anyone in this world who can save Liang Shanbo, then, only that person!Ma Wencai couldn't help thinking of someone in his mind.

He raised his head sharply, staring at Sijiu with burning eyes: "I want to save him! I know who can save him!"

Sijiu didn't believe it: "I have invited doctors from ten miles and eight villages, and they all said that the young master is dead, and the Daluo god can't save him! Mr. Ma, listen to my advice, let the young master rest in peace..."

But Ma Wencai pointed to Liang Shanbo and said, "Look at Shanbo's appearance, which dead person would be like him? He has been buried in the soil for so long and still looks alive. You tell me he is dead?"

Ma Wencai said stubbornly: "You believe me! He must still be alive!! If you don't believe me, just wait here for me!"

There was a clear sound of horseshoes in the distance and the noisy life was getting closer, and Ma Wencai's face changed: "It's the people from the Ma family! Sijiu, you must believe me! Help me get rid of the people from the Ma family, Wait until I bring your son back!"

After speaking, he ignored Sijiu's obstruction, picked up Liang Shanbo's body and left quickly.

Sijiu couldn't stop him in time, so he fell to the ground and muttered to himself: "What should Sijiu do? Master! Sijiu is sorry for you!"

The people from the Ma family rushed over in a panic, looking at the dug-up tomb, the opened coffin, and Sijiu, who was kneeling on the ground with a distraught face, couldn't help feeling sorry for him: What kind of enmity does this young master have with Liang Shanbo? What's the blame? Dig people out even after they die?Don't want to destroy people's corpses, right?

Thinking of this, their hearts tightened, and they immediately asked Sijiu where they were going, Sijiu wiped the mud off his face, and pointed in a direction.He couldn't help but think that his young master died, and Mr. Ma seemed to be insane. The only person in this world who could help them was Zhu Yingtai... Thinking of this, Sijiu's eyes became firmer, and he decided to go to beg Zhu Yingtai no matter what. Yingtai stepped forward to help.