Enchanter

No.70 Digging Graves and Taking Bones

Now Huang Chen is no longer handsome and unrestrained as before. His face is full of fat, and he can't see his eyes when he smiles. He is dressed in suits and leather shoes, and his body is covered with famous brand accessories that are well-known overseas.Although he is smiling at the moment, there is a deep sullen look between his brows.

After thinking about it, Yin Hui understood what was going on. He decided that Huang Chen didn't know him, and he didn't care if the old Zhao told outsiders about Zhang Xiuting, so he didn't look good.

I often see this "dedicated" guy on TV. When interviewed, he always holds a pen, a stack of documents, and a few entourages by his side. He looks like a willing ox.Even though he didn't notice, occasionally, he even took the pen down.

Although the other party is the mayor of a city, Yin Hui is not afraid of standing here alone now.Without his minions, he becomes a toothless tiger.

What Yin Hui hated the most in his life was not a real villain, but a hypocrite.What's more, this kind of heartless person with blood on his hands?Immediately, he let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity: "It turns out that it is Mayor Huang, who has been admired for a long time. If you dare to do it, then you must dare to do it. You think that your methods can deceive the world and confuse black and white. But you don't know that the law of nature is cycled, and it is negligent? "

"Yin Hui!" After all, the other party's identity is something he can't offend. Old Zhao gave a false reprimand, squeezed out a smile, and cupped his fists at Huang Chen: "My apprentice, young people are ignorant, so offended."

"Everything is my fault, no blame, no blame!" Huang Chen waved his hands, as if he felt remorse in his heart, and didn't investigate anything further, just passed between the two of them, walked to the low tombstone, and knocked heavily A loud voice: "Xiu Ting, what else do you want? My wife died, my son died, and the whole family is broken. Are you still not satisfied? Do you still want innocent lives to be buried with you? "

"Dong dong..."

"Boom..." Huang Chen bumped his head on the tombstone without hesitation. The marble-carved conjoined cemetery, surrounded by overgrown weeds, made all of this extremely grim and desolate.Beside the tombstone, a white jade Guanyin silently looks at this monotonous world with a sad face.It seemed that he was lamenting his own helplessness, and it seemed that he was just watching from the sidelines.Guanyin's facial features are beautifully carved, round and white, but what is surprising is that they are exactly the same as Zhang Xiuting's black and white photo from a distance.

"It's not too late to make up for it, get up, maybe there is a way to save it!" Old Zhao said, turning his head to the side.For some reason, he is extremely allergic to this Guanyin.In fact, he knew very well in his heart that the Bodhisattva in front of him was no longer the original Avalokitesvara, but a human-shaped stone puppet captured by Zhang Xiuting's evil spirit.

I have to say that Zhang Xiuting on the tombstone is really beautiful, people don't want to move away after seeing it, even Yin Hui is a little moved.Although the laser photo is monotonous black and white, her eyes and smile are full of vitality, as if she is standing in front of you.A bright red mouth was imprinted on the standard oval face, the long hair was shawl, and the white cheeks showed incomparable innocence, and there was a touch of sadness.

"Well, okay." Huang Chen got up as if he had been pardoned, "Then Senior Zhao, what are you going to do?"

After all, it was Zhao Deshui who was tossing and turning back and forth when people were in a state of panic and precarious, and it was Zhao Deshui who freed everyone from their nightmares.So no matter if it was true or false, Huang Chen saved three points of face in every word and deed to Zhao Deshui, which is staggering.

Old Zhao sighed, looked at Yin Hui, who was a little puzzled, put his hands behind his back, and explained euphemistically: "Hmph, boy, don't you know? This Xiuting is also very powerful. Over the years, she has successively harmed her. Mayor Huang's wife and children, as well as dozens of lives in the funeral home. After careful consideration, this debt can be regarded as doubled, but... alas!" At this point, he couldn't help shaking his head: "She still Don't want to let it go! It seems that you want everyone to be buried with you!"

Hearing that Huang Chen had suffered such retribution, Yin Hui felt secretly happy.

Turning the steps, Old Zhao took out two rusty old-fashioned shovels from the weeds.

"Yin Hui, here." Old Zhao lit a cigarette, held a shovel in one hand, and handed the other to his apprentice with the other.

"Master, what is this?" Yin Hui weighed the shovel in his hand in surprise, puzzled.

"If it wasn't forced by the situation, I wouldn't do the immoral business of digging people's graves. Well, work harder, and before the noon sun is over, hurry up and open this grave with the old man. Win them The ashes of the mother and daughter may still threaten this Xiuting." After finishing speaking, Old Zhao spit out the cigarette in his mouth, crushed the fire with his leather shoes, spit between his hands, and smashed down without hesitation. shovel.

The solidity of the marble made Zhao Deshui miscalculate. When the big shovel was swung down, not only did it fail to break through the cracks, but it shook him so hard that even a piece of iron sheet fell off the head of the shovel.

Yin Hui's heart was full of Tang Yan, and he couldn't care less about it now. Seeing that Lao Zhaotou couldn't handle it alone, he started working.

The flames of everyone picking up materials were high, and after a while, the two ends of the stubborn marble were finally slapped, revealing the urn inside.

Ten years of ups and downs did not bring any change to the urn, not even a little bit of dust. Yin Hui wanted to reach out to take it, but was blocked by the old Zhao.

"Wait a while..." Old Zhao waved his hands, then took out a bottle of Erguotou from his pocket, rinsed his mouth, and threw up.Immediately afterwards, he took another sip, and sprayed it on the palm of his left hand with a loud sound. The index finger and middle finger of his right hand were brought together to form a pen shape. With the smell of alcohol, he wrote the word 'door seal' on the palm of his left hand, then bent down, and pressed it on the palm of his left hand. After finishing this series of actions, he still felt that it was not enough, so he was cruel, bit his finger, and put a drop of blood from his fingertip on the forehead of Zhang Xiuting's photo, and then heaved a sigh of relief.Indicated that Yin Hui can go and get it.

Following the old Zhao's order, Yin Hui not only took out the heavy small box, but also pried open the seal in front of the two of them. Immediately, a rotten smell came to his nostrils, making the corners of his mouth straight. smoke.

After the strange smell in the urn had almost risen, everyone began to look at the contents inside.

Although Huang Chen had already cremated Zhang Xiuting at that time, the baby in her belly couldn't be burned thoroughly for some reason, and when the cremation hook was taken out of the furnace, there was still a small half curled up in a ball His bones were ashes and black, but they frightened the people present for a moment.

The green box is full of granulated ashes, and a small piece of coagulation remains in it. If you are careful, you will find that many parts of the skeleton have not yet developed, but this unlucky child was killed alive before his feet fell to the ground. The one, along with his mother, was burned to the ground.

Huang Chen fell to his knees with a 'plop', looked at the half skeleton, and choked up, it was his own flesh and blood after all!If I had promised Zhang Xiuting to give birth to this little guy, I should at least be in elementary school now, right?Maybe he will bounce around and call himself Dad.

"It's a crime!" Huang Chen hammered his head hard.At this moment, he has completely lost the glory of the past, and looks like an old man in his dying years, his eyes are cloudy, and his time is numbered.