Qian Yingluo couldn't bear it in her heart, and pulled her fingertips sadly.

"You come with me......"

She walked to the nearest new graves.

"Every spring, I come here to pay my respects...... Bring him some flowers and talk to him! I know he's not you, but he's dying for you...... So, he shouldn't be here alone......"

Ling Yunfeng's eyes faded with a touch of coldness: "He's not the only one who shouldn't be here, all my brothers shouldn't be here!" ”

Qian Yingluo glanced at him sadly, but after all, she didn't say anything, but stopped in front of a small tomb.

Ling Yunfeng took two quick steps: "That's it?" ”

Qian Yingluo didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Ling Yunfeng looked at him with a strange look in his eyes: "Are you sure?" ”

Qian Yingluo looked at him inexplicably: "That's right...... When I was buried, many people came, and I came...... I watched that coffin go down with my own eyes! ”

"No ......"

Ling Yunfeng took a step back and slowly turned his head around.

"It's a new grave!"

As soon as he said this, Qian Yingluo also instantly realized that something was wrong.

Oh, yes!

The soil on this tomb is new.

Ling Yunfeng's gaze fell at his feet, pinched up a lump of dirt, and gently crushed it.

"This grave has been dug up in the last two days!"

At his feet, there were traces of piles of dirt.

"Digged!?"

Qian Yingluo gasped, as if she remembered something.

"That'...... Inside!? ”

The purpose of digging a grave in a mass grave is, of course, to rush to the bones inside.

"Ling Dashuai, could it be you...... Your son did it!? ”

Ling Yunfeng shook his head slowly: "No!" If she had done it, she would have told me a long time ago! ”

"Who could that be!? Who will dig this grave!? What's the use of digging ?! ”

"yes, what's the use of digging?!"

Ling Yunfeng's pupils shrank suddenly.

"What's the use...... It depends on whose hands it falls into! ”

He pulled out a folding shovel and gestured sideways.

"Miss Yingluo, you help me let go of the wind, I want to see with my own eyes, is there anything in it!"

Qian Yingluo picked up another shovel and said stubbornly: "I'll help you!" Except for the two of us, how can there be anyone here!? Don't look at it! ”

Without waiting for Ling Yunfeng to reply, she had already excavated.

Although the movements looked very clumsy, it was her intention after all, and Ling Yunfeng didn't insist anymore.

Because it was a newly dug grave, the two didn't have to make much effort.

In a short time, the coffin was dug up.

The moment they saw the coffin, their faces became very strange.

The coffin was almost rotten, but the lid on it was half-hidden.

Qian Yingluo glanced at Ling Yunfeng cautiously, and muttered in a low voice, "Someone has really opened the coffin......"

Ling Yunfeng's face was gloomy and he gently pushed the coffin away.

Sure enough, there was nothing in it.

When the two were silent, there was a sudden sound of scolding behind them.

"Who? What are you doing?! ”

A mausoleum keeper craned his neck and came with his hands in his hands.

He has not yet seen the grave.

"I said, if you two want a tryst, you can't find this mass grave?!"

Qian Yingluo gasped, and her eyes turned sharply: "Dashuai, don't move, I'll deal with it!" ”

As soon as her steps moved, Ling Yunfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and his gaze slowly slanted, and the murderous intent appeared immediately.

The endless coercion was unleashed, crushing the mausoleum keeper.

"Say, where are the heads in here?!"