"But if you hit the corpse inside, maybe someone will die again."
Yang Xiaobao pondered for a moment and said to Zhang Shengli: "This way, you take the villagers away. I will open this sarcophagus by myself. If it really hits the corpse inside as you said, they will just cause trouble for me."
"This is the best." Zhang Shengli said immediately.
He wished someone would take responsibility, so that the villagers would not count the dead on him.
The old man named Fugui wanted to stop Yang Xiaobao, but was forced to help him away by Zhang Shengli.
The villagers didn't want to implicate themselves, so they followed Zhang Shengli to leave the scene.
But they walked a few dozen meters away and stopped again.
They all wanted to see what would be in the coffin that Yang Xiaobao opened.
Yang Xiaobao returned to school and found a room where tools were stacked.
These should be the tools that were placed here when building a pig farm, so Yang Xiaobao found the iron pickaxe he wanted to use very smoothly.
He carried the iron pickaxe and began to pry the stones on the stone coffin.
Although the sarcophagus was built relatively strongly, Yang Xiaobao quickly pried open the stones covered by the sarcophagus.
Yang Xiaobao took a deep breath and slowly pushed the stone away with an iron pickaxe.
A very unpleasant smell came towards me.
Yang Xiaobao saw a strong yin energy coming out of the sarcophagus.
This strong yin energy rushed towards Yang Xiaobao.
Yang Xiaobao immediately took out the Lingxiao mirror from his pocket.
The strong yin energy was twisted in the air, as if it was very painful and struggling.
But in the end, I was sucked into the Lingxiao Mirror.
When Yang Xiaobao saw that the Yin Qi was sucked into Lingxiao's mirror, he immediately turned the mirror over.
The yin energy slowly turned into a human form. After struggling for a while, it was melted without any trace.
Yang Xiaobao breathed a deep breath.
If you guessed correctly, the ghost attached to Zhixue and Li Fang's bodies should be this yin energy.
After getting rid of the ghost, Yang Xiaobao stood by the pit and looked down at the sarcophagus.
Seeing the scene inside, Yang Xiaobao was stunned.
In the sarcophagus, there is indeed a python inside.
But my stomach was already overturned and I was dying.
It was probably because of Yang Xiaobao's attack that he lost too much blood.
Under the coffin, there is a lot of blood.
Yang Xiaobao threw away the iron pickaxe, grabbed the python with both hands, and pulled it out of the sarcophagus directly.
Although this python is huge, it is not too heavy.
Yang Xiaobao didn't understand why more than a dozen young men couldn't lift them up?
This is really a bit incredible.
Yang Xiaobao pulled out the python and threw it aside, causing the villagers watching from afar to chatter and chatter.
He looked at the sarcophagus again and found a corpse inside it.
The clothes on the corpse were completely decayed and the colors were not visible.
But there was something that caught Yang Xiaobao's attention.
That is, next to the corpse, there was a rusty and corroded gun.
Judging from the length of the gun body and the appearance of the stock, it should be a rifle.
What is the origin of this person buried in the sarcophagus?
Yang Xiaobao felt very curious.
He did not move the things in the coffin, but walked towards Zhang Shengli and the villagers.
"Brother Xiaobao, how about it? Isn't it okay?"
"What do you think will happen?" Yang Xiaobao asked, "I'll ask you, have there been soldiers in our village before?"
"Soldiers? It seems that there is no one, what's wrong?"
Yang Xiaobao sighed and told Zhang Shengli about the scene in the stone coffin.
After listening to what Yang Xiaobao said, the villagers looked at each other, all looking confused, not knowing what was going on.
At this moment, the old man named Fugui suddenly said, "I remember it!"
When everyone heard Fugui's words, they immediately looked at Fugui's old man.
The old man Fugui said, "I remember, I remember that when I was a child, a war broke out near our village."
"War?" Zhang Shengli immediately asked, "Uncle Fugui, what kind of war is it?"
The rich old man squinted his eyes, as if he was recalling the past.
"I was born in 30s. When I was a child, I was still fighting against the Japanese invasion."
"What do you mean is that the war that happened near our village was fought with the Japanese?"
"It should be that I was too young at that time and I didn't remember it very clearly. I only remember that the people in our village hid on the mountain in order to avoid war. Later, I couldn't hear the gunshots and came down from the mountain."
"Then, who died, do you still remember?"
"Nothing was seen, no body was seen. If it weren't for the gunshots, no one would think there was a war here."
Hearing the words of the rich old man, Yang Xiaobao frowned.
"What's going on when such a gunfight happens, many people will die, but no bodies are seen?"
Zhang Shengli’s problem is also a problem for everyone.
But no one can answer, including the rich and powerful old man, can't answer it.
After all, he was less than ten years old at that time, and he had been so long that he could not remember it at all.
Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "Okay, since that's the case, then call the relevant departments and ask them to investigate and see who is buried in the sarcophagus."
"I'll call now." Zhang Shengli said and took out his cell phone.
"Then, what should I do with that python?" a villager asked.
"I'll contact you and see what to do." Zhang Shengli said.
At this time, the old man Fugui turned around and looked at Yang Xiaobao and asked, "Young man, can the pit under the big locust tree be buried, right?"
"Okay." Yang Xiaobao said, "Anyway, this big locust tree cannot be dug."
The rich old man directed the young people in the village to fill the pit under the big locust tree with shovels.
At this time, Zhang Shengli also finished the phone and came back.
"Brother Xiaobao, I'll call. The police will come here later with archaeologists."
Yang Xiaobao nodded.
Seeing that the sun had set and there was nothing he had done here, he left the scene.
Zhixue was finally buried successfully before the sun sets.
When the people in the village saw that the python was dead, they dug out another sarcophagus, and there should be no other thing.
So I slowly felt relieved.
Zhixue's wife, with her two children, thanked Yang Xiaobao very much.
Yang Xiaobao was polite, shirking away the money they gave, and rode his motorcycle back to Shitou Village.
That night, after dinner, Su Guihua directly pulled Yang Xiaobao into her bedroom.
Yang Xiaobao was delighted and thought Su Guihua would take the initiative to do that kind of thing with her.
Unexpectedly, Su Guihua asked Yang Xiaobao to tell her what happened in Beihe Village today.
Yang Xiaobao told Su Guihua about what happened today.
Su Guihua listened very nervously throughout the whole process, and her hands were tightly holding Yang Xiaobao's hand.
But she still listened with relish. This chapter has been completed!