Ma Han has passed the age of being young and frivolous, and decades have passed, but this does not mean that the old man is not crazy. Once he gets crazy, he sways more charming than the girls in the bar. He has status, money, and connections. Who can stop him from getting angry now?

He was definitely not those hesitant cowards. He had forgotten what it felt like to be on the ground after being praised over the years. He had been floating in the sky, moving as soon as he could. He wanted to call Xiao Chang back and let him follow him to break the grave, but if you think about this, it would be better not to let people in the circle participate. Whether it was Liu Feiyang's expedient plan or not, it would have an impact on him if it was Liu Feiyang's expedient plan.

He called two men who were stealing and looked like a thief. When he was poor, he would have more thoughts and became extremely vicious. I heard that these two men had digging graves in the south a few years ago and were experienced.

The three of them drove straight to the village, found a villager to find out where the cemetery was located, and went up the mountain without stopping.

Ma Han stood with his hands behind his back, not at all nervous about being about to break into the grave, but seemed full of energy. The two people behind him were carrying pickaxes and shovels, and were not afraid. The three of them arrived at the grave at about seven o'clock.

It has entered early September, and the day is gradually getting shorter. Now the sky is a little black. The grave is surrounded by pine trees common in the Northeast. Occasionally, you can hear the crows from the old forest.

The cool breeze that blew over did not blow out the heroic spirit in Ma Han's heart. He stared at the grave without any emotion and waved his hand and said, "Dig!"

These two people are the ones who use money to do things, and they are not from the legendary lieutenant of gold-touching. They do not know how to bow, nor candles, spit on their hands and start to swing pickaxes to dig the soil. The grave that had just been buried for a few days is easy to dig, and the man on the left has already been deeply embedded in the soil after one pickaxe.

Ma Han turned around and looked at the village at the foot of the mountain on the hillside. There was a slight smoke rising from cooking fires and spots of sparks. The reason why he came over was that he didn't believe in anyone's eyes. Now he only believed in himself!

"Bang..." The man went down with another pickaxe and heard a dull sound, not hitting the soil, but hitting the lid of the coffin.

"Cleaning around the shovel, digging a crack and knocking on the coffin..." said one of them with an experienced and experienced wise saying.

When the other man heard this, he walked forward without any nonsense. He first stood on the coffin lid, put a layer of floating soil on the lid aside, and then began to clean up around the coffin lid.

Ma Han was already prepared when he came, but when he turned around, he saw the red coffin falling into his eyes intact, and there was still a sense of sadness. He might be lying here in a hundred years. It was already pitch black all around him. From a distance, he could only see the trunks of pine trees standing tall. The wind on the mountain was very cold and could blow into the bones.

"Gaga..." Another crow crow cried out, which made people shudder in the mountains and forests.

"Bang bang..." The man holding the pickaxe has begun to swing the pickaxe from the side. The coffin lid is nailed on it and cannot be opened. He has to use the pickaxe to pry it open. There is no gap between the coffin lid and the lower layer, and they do not bring professional tools, so they can only use this stupid method.

This sound seemed to resonate with the crow's cry just now, and Ma Han was slightly scared. When he came, he relied on anger. The longer the time, the less the anger was. Instead, he felt cold all over his body. He felt uncomfortable, as if he was staring at him in the dark, hiding behind a pine tree, and giving himself a fatal blow.

"Get harder and do it quickly!" Ma Han frowned.

"It's almost done, I've already opened a gap. If you get deeper, you can stuff the pick inside and pry it open!"

Before they came, they knew that they were placing a tomb in a person and didn't want to do it, because it was said that this was an act that hurts the good deeds of the Yin, and they had to devote themselves to the animal realm in the next life, but they could not refuse the numbers given by Ma Han.

The wood chips had already splashed out, and Ma Han became more and more frightened when he saw them. The closer he got to the truth, he became more and more nervous, worried that after the coffin was opened, there would be a decayed corpse, which would have been a shadow in this life. But what if the coffin was empty?

Suddenly, he felt that the decision he made was a little impulsive. It was over, so he had to make up his mind to grit his teeth and hold on.

"Bang..." Another sound, and the pickaxe finally inserted into the gap.

The man grabbed the pickaxe handle and pried it hard. He heard a "cry" sound. The nail was pulled out of the wood. The sound was not loud but extremely annoying. The listener felt panicked and very uncomfortable.

The man extended the pickaxe a little further inside, and the other man quickly stuffed the shovel inside and pried it.

"Crack..." Another sound.

This time the nail was completely pulled out, and a gap was embedded in the coffin. It was pitch black inside the gap, so I couldn't see what was there, but there was indeed a rotten breath coming, which was disgusting.

Ma Han raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, becoming trembling. It seemed that there were eyes staring at him in the gap, making his heart pound.

"Come on, let's lift it up..." The man threw the pickaxe aside, squatted on the ground and inserted his hands into the gap. Another day, he heard this and squatted beside him, inserting his hands into it.

"Get up..." The two of them tried hard together, just as they saw the coffin opened and the angle became larger and larger, and the things inside gradually appeared in front of them.

Ma Han didn't dare to look, and he had to look. His calves were trembling while watching. When the lid of the coffin was lifted to the point where the moonlight could enter, his eyes instantly became bigger, his pupils began to spread, and his sweat pores suddenly exploded.

"Oh my god..." He screamed in horror, his legs softened and he sat on the ground, almost rolling down the hillside.

The two of them heard his scream and threw the coffin lid aside. When they saw it inside, they couldn't help but take two steps back and sat on the ground tremblingly.

Just look, a bloodless face appeared in the coffin, with red lips, big eyes, thick eyebrows, and a faint smile on the corners of the mouth. The most terrifying thing is that it is not lying inside, but sitting inside!

The back was firmly leaning against the coffin board, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying, as if he was saying: You're too late.

The scientific name of this thing is: a substitute, which is a villain who is made of paper.

Ma Han was almost scared and lost half his life. He closed his eyes and his body trembled uncontrollably. He could not imagine what the scene he saw just now, only knowing that someone was smiling at him.

The crotch of the pants is already soaked.

The other two were a little better, their faces were as if they were washed. They didn't have a diamond and didn't dare to take on porcelain work. They were frightened at first and collapsed on the ground. After more than ten seconds, they recovered, stood up from the ground tentatively, took out a flashlight and shone it in. The inside of the coffin could be seen more clearly, almost the same as the inside of the coffin, with yellow satin on the ground.

"Hu..." The man took a deep breath.

He turned his head and looked at Ma Han who had not yet dared to open his eyes, and thought for a while and said, "Old man, how much grudge do you have against this person!"

When Ma Han heard the sound, he dared to open his eyes tentatively, and then saw the paper man in the coffin, so scared that his heart was about to stop.

"Don't be afraid. With our brothers here, we can definitely keep you safe. Not to mention a civilian tomb, you can pry it open even if you fight against the emperor!" The man walked to Ma Han and stretched out his hand to pull it up for Ma Han.

The other man was standing next to the coffin, staring at it and frowned, "Who is this person you offended? He should know that you are going to pry it open. Look at it, not only this paper man, but also a lying and sitting. No matter where you open the coffin, you can see these three paper man...

Ma Han didn't care about the fact that he was wet his pants, and walked to the coffin tremblingly. When he saw the situation inside, he vomited it out again, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"This is nothing, it's almost rotten. Look at the corpses that have died for four or five days in this season. They are disgusting, they are all maggots..."

"Wow..." Ma Han heard this and vomited it out again, his stomach almost came out in his throat.

"It's not a human, it should be pork ribs and pork..." The other person nodded with his hands and shook it, and said in a deep voice.

"Wow..." Ma Han heard him speak and never wanted to eat pork again.

"Old man, what should I do next?"

"Let's go..." Ma Han didn't want to stay here for a moment. He had no intention of considering Liu Feiyang's problem at this time, so he wanted to go home and have a cup of hot tea. He couldn't help but scold himself. He was sure that Liu Feiyang was not dead, so why did he still come here to suffer this crime!

The other two people were unwilling to stay here for too long. There must be hundreds of graves of various sizes on the mountain, and they encountered more than a dozen on the way. They were not afraid, because they thought that this place wasted their yang energy.

The three of them had already got the answer, threw away the tools in their hands, and hurried down the mountain.

Suddenly, laughter came from the darkness.

"Haha..." It seemed like a man was pinched by someone's neck, and it was like a woman was posting it while performing.

"Who?" The man swept around boldly.

But it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything at all, and I felt a cold wind blowing in my face.

After the man asked, his laughter disappeared out of thin air, as if he had never appeared before.

Ma Han's spine was chilling and his hair was already standing up. He thought it must be Liu Feiyang, but he felt that the place was not safe, so he should leave quickly.

"Haha..." The moment the man turned around, he laughed again, the shade was deep and far-reaching, the sound was louder than before, and he could even echo, as if so many people were laughing together, and they were heard for a long time.

"Let's go, hurry up..." Ma Han's voice had changed, and he almost had his bowel movements. If it were Liu Feiyang, he could kill himself here.

After he said that, he grabbed the man's arm and trotted.

"Haha..." The laughter accompanied him like a shadow.

The three of them quickly ran to the bottom of the mountain and got into the car.

It was not until this time that Ma Han felt a little safer, but the outside of the car window was still pitch black. He was worried that a white face would suddenly be lying on the car window and looking at him, or that someone suddenly appeared beside him, wearing white clothes and scattering his hair...

"Let's go, drive, go..." Ma Han shouted, almost scared to death.

The man didn't stop, and he would go away when he caught fire.

At this moment, "Dingling..." Ma Han suddenly remembered the phone call, which scared him so much that he couldn't help but clamp his butt.
Chapter completed!