He knelt in the muddy water, his teeth creaking and his whole body shaking. Everyone has their own bottom line. used to describe the hatred of a person, always said that he dug someone's ancestral grave, this is the greatest hatred! higher than the revenge of killing the father. Because the traditional concept of the Chinese is very deep, filial piety comes first, and death is great. No matter how much hatred there is, if you are dead and have been buried in the earth, you can no longer disturb the peace of the deceased.

In the last years of the Qin Dynasty, Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, hated Great Qin to the core, and the first thing he did after defeating Zhang Han and breaking Xianyang City was to dig up Qin's tomb and whip the corpse to vent his hatred.

Although Ma Chengfeng has offended some people in the rivers and lakes in the past year, such as the peerless generation, it can't be said to be a deep hatred. How could anyone dig up his grandmother's grave? It's definitely not Wushuang, Wushuang is not a righteous gentleman, but he will never be able to do this kind of villainous behavior.

"Ho...... It's scary...... The little fox is gone...... "Hu Xiaoli has already felt the endless murderous aura emanating from Ma Chengfeng's body. Frightened, she threw away her umbrella, quickly jumped into a big tree, hid in the treetops and secretly looked at him, for fear that he would have nowhere to vent his anger.

Ma Chengfeng was paralyzed in the grave, opened his mouth wide, looked up to the sky and roared! The cry shook the heavens and the earth, and it went for miles. His eyes lit up with rage. He is a cold person, he has suffered from the eyes of the world since he was a child, and he should have been still, even if someone peed on his head, he may not be indifferent, but don't touch his bottom line, his bottom line is two dearest people, grandma and Xiaoman.

It's not that the tiger can't be powerful, but how docile he usually is doesn't mean that he can be humiliated. The dog is in a hurry and jumps over the wall, not to mention that he is not a dog, even if he is a dog, he is just a vicious dog full of fangs and claws.

Ma Chengfeng jumped down from the grave, tore his wet coat into long strips, and strangled the wound on his back, which would allow him to temporarily relieve the pain.

"Fox, let's go!" Ma Chengfeng's eyes were like torches, and he said coldly.

"Ah...... Where are we going? Gangnam? Bashu? Still is...... Why don't you go to Guangxi, it is said on TV that there is Liujiang in Guangxi, which is very beautiful. Hu Xiaoci thought that he was going to fulfill his promise and take himself on a tour of the mountains and rivers.

"No, let's not go first, I want revenge! I'm going to kill him!!! He didn't care if Hu Xiaoxi heard it or not, he held the snowy seven-star blade tightly in his right hand, and walked out under the grave mountain with muddy water under his feet. Hu Xiaoci hurriedly followed and held an umbrella for him.

Instead of going home, he went to the town again to look for Huang Tie Paper. The current Ma Chengfeng is not as a gentleman as before, and he does not have the courtesy that the younger generation should do to the elders, so he didn't even bother to knock on the door, kicked open the door, and rushed in after pacing. Huang Zha Paper still habitually sat on the small bench and was busy with the paper man in his hand, hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, he didn't look back, just put down the work in his hand.

"You're still back?" He seemed to have realized that Ma Chengfeng would not be persuaded by him so easily.

Ma Chengfeng couldn't help but say, rushed up and put the sharp seven-star blade on Huang Zha Paper's neck, and he shouted angrily: "Who did it? Say! You must know that, right? Master Huang! I, Ma Chengfeng, have never done anything sorry for you, nor have I done anything sorry for the villagers in Lishutun! Why are you hiding such a big thing from me? You and I forgot to make a New Year's friend, why don't you help me watch grandma's grave? Have you forgotten why you made this business in the first place? ”

Huang Zhazhi closed his eyes, letting the skin on the neck of the snow-bright blade of the Seven Star Blade, and the blood flowing down his neck to the placket, he didn't say a word, just leaned his neck up, waiting for the "black" Ma Chengfeng under the anger to ask for his life.

Cheng Feng ...... Don't you do that...... You're scary! Uncle Huang is a good person, you put down the knife quickly, it's bleeding, he will die! Hu Xiaoxi hurriedly persuaded him, but he could persuade him, Ma Chengfeng was full of killing intent, and even she, a fox spirit who had cultivated for five hundred years, did not dare to easily go forward and grab the knife.

"I don't want to explain anything, no matter how much you ask, I won't tell you who did it, and even if you do, it doesn't make sense to you! You can't take revenge for this! He...... He's too powerful for you. Unprecedentedly powerful, not only you, but also me and the old blind man can't deal with him. That's why I persuaded you to let you go to Dong Sanli quickly. Huang Zhashi said lightly.

Cheng Feng let go of his neck and said, "Tell me!" Who did it! Master Huang, I know that you are a good person, you have a good heart, and everything is for the sake of Cheng Feng. But have you ever thought about it from Cheng Feng's point of view? If that's you...... Are you just going to swallow it? Even if he is a god, even if he is a demon, he insults me, but he can't touch my grandmother's grave! Even if I give up my cheap life, even if I am not his opponent, I will find him! ”

Huang Zhaji was unmoved, just shook his head. "No, Cheng Feng, I can help you with anything, but I can't hurt you this time! Take my word for it, and go! He's waiting for you nearby! ”

Ma Chengfeng's bones are flowing with the blood of his beard, and the Kanto Hu bandits kill people without blinking, but he still can't make up his mind to attack a loved one. What's more, Huang Zha paper is to protect him?

He put away the Seven Star Blade, turned around and was about to walk out of the door, took two steps and suddenly turned around, looked at Huang Zha Paper fixedly, and then knelt down with a plop. "Master Huang, Cheng Feng begs you!! Even if it's death, you have to let me die, right? Even if you don't say who did it, you can always help me recover Grandma's body for the sake of our encounter, right? If I can't even recover the corpses of my own relatives, what face do I have to talk about the righteousness of the rivers and lakes? Am I still a man? ”

Huang Zhazhi walked past him and looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, the dark clouds were fading, and the rain was about to listen.

"Paper horses, paper horses, where to go is from your will!" He said as he patted the back of the paper horse that was placed in the doorway.

The paper horse has no soul and no life, how can it be possible to reply to his words? But it's strange to say, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a few tears oozing from the swollen eyes of the paper horse at the door, and I don't know if they were real tears or rainwater in the bamboo bones.

"Hmm...... Well, providence, whether it is a blessing or a curse can only depend on your own life. He muttered to himself.

"Ma Chengfeng, come, stretch out your hand to me." Huang Zha Paper took Ma Chengfeng into the back room, and the back room was also full of these funeral supplies, and there was a small fire kang behind it, and there was a mess of everything on the fire kang, Huang Zha Paper sat on the edge of the fire kang and pulled out a bronze compass from under a stack of quilts.

(End of chapter)