Tuantuan suddenly spoke, and everyone was stunned. Gu San immediately looked at the coffins.
"There is indeed a mezzanine. After all, it is a Yizhuang coffin. It is different from ordinary coffins. It is deeper than ordinary coffins. It also has several layers of removable bottom boards and wooden boards layer by layer. When the time comes, just put the upper layer The boards and the body were taken away and burned, and there were new boards underneath for recycling.”
The people who delivered the coffin were honest and told the truth, but after all, they were not from Yizhuang. No one wanted to touch the body now, and naturally they were not willing to remove the upper partition and show it to them.
"Brother Gu, why are you listening to a three-year-old child?"
"That's right. This kid may be talking nonsense. Let's leave quickly."
Two official servants had just come from Beijing. Seeing this disgusting scene, they felt like they were going to vomit out their last night's meal, so they might as well leave as soon as possible.
Moreover, it is ridiculous for someone named Gu to believe the words of a three-year-old baby!
Gu San frowned, and King Jingyang sneered. He suddenly pulled out the knife from the man's waist, and with a wave of the long knife, the coffin that was still in the car cracked directly from the bottom.
Everyone was shocked. The official was about to curse when he heard someone else scream.
"There are children, there are children!"
The space that should have been filled with partitions was now filled with two children lying foot to foot!
The two children's eyes were closed, but their chests could be vaguely seen rising and falling, so they were obviously still alive.
Everyone was shocked, but subconsciously they all looked at Tuantuan.
If this little dumpling hadn't opened his mouth, no one would want to dig into the coffin. This would be a miss!
The two officials who had been shouting before suddenly looked like they were constipated. King Jingyang turned his sword and put it directly on the neck of one of them.
"What's wrong with the three-year-old baby? The three-year-old baby is more useful than you!"
"You can just hang around in the capital and wait to die. If you come to Fucheng and still want to be ignorant, don't blame me for killing you now!"
He was full of momentum, the pressure of a superior person, which made the two of them breathless. They were full of doubts about his identity, but they did not dare to argue. One of them even knelt down directly.
"Your Majesty, please spare your life, Your Majesty, please spare your life, we will work hard!"
King Jingyang then coldly sheathed his sword. If you have never lost a child, how can you understand the panic and helplessness of losing a child!
While he was dealing with these two people, Gu San had already led others to pry open other coffins. Inside each coffin, there were three children of different sizes lying, including even a baby who was less than one year old!
Gu San and others gritted their teeth.
"It's really crazy. Just use drugs. In such an airtight place, you will probably die of suffocation!"
He wished he could rush back to the prison right now and beat up the new Miao Zhu again.
Mo Luoqing also gritted his teeth and watched everything, and suddenly looked at King Jingyang.
"With so many children, there must be someone following them. Where is that person?!"
"No one followed. We just collected money to do things. After all, we are dead and we are not afraid of stealing, so the people from Yizhuang gave us the money and didn't even look at it!" The person delivering the coffin said quickly.
King Jingyang sneered: "I dare not follow you openly, but I will definitely keep an eye on you secretly!"
He was so angry just now that if anyone was staring at him, he would have alerted him, so he simply turned around and looked at Tuantuan.
"Do you know where he is?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an exclamation.
"Your Majesty?!"
King Jingyang raised his eyebrows and saw Tong Xibin looking at him in surprise.