Crown Jewels

Chapter 152

For Qian Wuzuo and Gu Baozhu, the two quickly reached a consensus.

On the other hand, Song Yan was still looking at Qian Yan with a scrutinizing gaze, and he couldn't get away.

However, the conversation between Gu Baozhu and Qian Wu just now made Song Yan somewhat guess their identities.

The man who was quieter should have opened the coffin for Gu Ye's autopsy.

However, Song Yan was still a little surprised when he saw that Qian Yan and Gu Baozhu were so familiar.

Qian Yan looked slightly, he always felt that there was something wrong between the boy and the girl.

But he thought he was quite sharp, and he glanced up and down at the young man in front of him, and he responded politely without saying a word.

But the more Song Yan was like this, the more unwilling Qian Yan became.

Finally, Qian Yan caught off guard and slapped Song Yan's shoulder with a big palm like a cattail leaf fan, and some strength had already surged up imperceptibly.

Qian Yanben is good at surgery, and he has set bones for many patients on weekdays, so his strength and dexterity are naturally not bad.

At this moment, he put a lot of thought into it, exerting force secretly in his hands, in order to test and warn Song Yan.

But who would have imagined that the young man in front of him was so motionless that he didn't even blink his eyelids.

This unexpected reaction made Qian Yan feel a little embarrassed.

Qian Yan secretly thought that he kicked the iron plate today, and he turned out to be a practitioner.

However, it can also be seen from this that the young man chosen by Gu Baozhu still has some skills.

But he is Gu Baozhu's elder after all, Qian Yan still decided to hit Song Yan a little bit.

"Cough-cough-"

"Since you are the girl's classmate, you have to keep your heart, do things well, and don't let down the girl's trust in you."

Regarding Qian Yan's point, Song Yan accepted it well and had no adverse reactions.

He could tell that there should be a deep friendship between Qian Yan and Gu Baozhu.

As for the content of Qian Yan's warning, in fact, he didn't need to say much, he would do it himself.

Seeing the young man's obedience, Qian Yan finally plucked his mustache with satisfaction, barely approving Song Yan.

Everyone sat in the house and got to know each other well.

Song Yan found the food box that Gu Baozhu mentioned on the road, and took out the cakes on the white plate from it. The moment Qian Yan got up to grab the food, the young man quickly saved the red date yam cake he wanted.

When the white glutinous pastry, accompanied by the faint fragrance of yam, was as sweet as expected, Song Yan felt relieved.

It was still early in front of him, so the boy was sipping his tea, and put the yam cakes on the plate into his mouth with serious eyes.

He didn't let go of the last residue on the plate.

Suppressing the sweetness welling up in his throat, Song Yan stood up and poured a cup of buckwheat.

The water enters the throat, neutralizing the sweetness of the pastry.

Time flows and cannot be turned back.

With the sunset glow spreading across the sky, the shopkeepers on the road carried their poles and returned to the streets and alleys of their homes where the smoke was rising, and the faint sound of children crying could be heard.

Finally, night fell, only the dim moonlight sprinkled into the dark night.

The hour was about the same, Song Yanchao, Wen Tao and Wu Lue nodded their heads.

Ding Wen, Ding Wu, Ding Tao, and Ding Lue received the cue and stood up resolutely. They simply tidied up the old man's clothes, put on straw hats on their heads, and covered most of their faces in the night, and came to the yard. where the wooden cart stacked with straw was parked.

Sensing the movement of several people, Gu Baozhu got up and came to Song Yan.

"Are you going?"

Song Yan nodded, and before leaving, he thought about it and gave a last word of advice.

"Don't worry, princess, just wait in the house with peace of mind."

"Even if 'Prince Gong' puts people in the coffin, it will definitely be the place I said in the corridor, and there is a team of Sun Merchant over there, and their attention will only be attracted there."

"At that time, you just ask Qian Wu to prepare! If——"

Song Yan pursed her lips, her eyes became serious.

"If something really happens, the princess hears any news, or I haven't come back tonight, don't worry."

"Trust me, I have a way to escape, you just need to bring money and let them get out of here as soon as possible."

Gu Baozhu nodded solemnly, and handed him the straw hat in his hand.

She would wait here for Song Yan in peace, and then she watched Song Yan and others leave the house.

The streets and alleys were pitch black, and the sound of wooden carts was very common in the streets and alleys, so no one noticed.

Song Yan, Wen Tao and Wu Lue pushed the wooden cart and walked towards the barren hills at the back of the southern suburbs.

According to the memory in the dream, several people walked over the hill and stopped, and finally found the big tree that several people embraced.

Aware of Song Yan's instructions, the four of Wen Tao, Wu Lue and Wu Lue took out their hoes from the pile of straw, aimed at one place and dug a hole together.

Song Yan confirmed again that this place was the somewhat familiar scene in the dream.

The moonlight shone into the barren hills, making the place look dilapidated.

Because no one cares about this place, the other end is connected to the mass grave, and there is a faint and rotten stench coming from the nostrils. On September nights, there are occasional cold winds, and the occasional howling of wolves, which makes Wentao Wulue wielding a hoe The four of them had cold sweat on their foreheads.

Fortunately, they could barely hear that the howling of wolves was separated by a mountain and couldn't reach here for the time being.

The constantly waving hoes drove the rhythm of the muscles on the arms and shoulders of the four people, protruding little bits of sweat.

This kind of exhaustion of physical strength can calm down the restless mood that everyone is living in the barren hills.

"Master—"

Everyone dug the loess for a long time, and finally someone spoke first.

Ding Wen's suppressed voice couldn't hide his excitement, and his eyes were shining brightly in the night.

Song Yan quickly put down the hoe in his hand and walked towards Ding Wen. Sure enough, he saw a corner of the brown coffin exposed in the dirt pile. This discovery immediately inspired everyone, and the frequency of waving the hoe became faster.

The sky tonight is not as cool as autumn, and there is always a sense of depression.

Half an hour later, the complete coffin was revealed in front of Song Yan.

The boy took out a torch from his pocket, and with a click, it fell and lit up like a candle.

Song Yan took a closer look, and the coffin in front of him was exactly the same as the one in the corridor that day.

Suppressing his joy, Song Yan blew out the fire again, leaving only the shining eyes of a few people in the darkness.

The boy raised his head to wipe off the hot sweat, glanced at the top of his head to calculate the time, and urged decisively.

"Boss, go over and get the wheelbarrow, and find some stones around to lift it up."

After saying this, Song Yan gestured to the remaining three brothers, and the four of them worked together to lift out the coffin.

Seeing the three brothers filling up the dug hole in a panting manner, and sprinkled some stones on it, Song Yan also took off the hay woven straw curtain on the cart, and laid the straw mat neatly on the coffin superior.

When Song Yan finished this, Ding Wen's cart was already full of messy stones.

Compassionate for their hard work, Song Yan took out four water bags from the car and handed them to the four of them.

Wen Tao, Wu Lue and the others replenished their water and only wiped the sweat from their foreheads, but they didn't dare to delay and stood up decisively.

Seeing that they had finished repairing, Song Yan nodded towards Ding Wen.

After receiving Song Yan's instructions, Ding Wen put the water bag in his hand on the trolley behind him, and then he took advantage of the night to wipe his sweat with his clothes, and strode in the right direction.

The heavy boulders on the cart left deep and shallow ruts on the dirt road.

Song Yan's eyes fell on the visible rut, and then raised his head to look up to the sky.

Seeing Ding Wen leave, the other three brothers did not delay any longer.

Song Yan and the remaining three brothers raised the dead corners of the coffin and walked towards the mansion where Gu Baozhu was waiting in the opposite direction to Ding Wen.

The four figures quickly hid in the night until they disappeared.

(End of this chapter)