Uncle's First Favorite Concubine

Chapter 817
"Hiss..." Xiao Liu gasped. Doesn't this mean that this woman really fell insane, she was alone at night, and she was not afraid of ghosts and ran up the mountain.

What about the person who appeared in front of the woman's house?

"And, in this mountain, I found a grave, this is the graveyard!"

After hearing this, Xiao Liu didn't feel weak in his legs, but his heels were a bit cold.

"This woman is full at night and has nothing to do. Why did she come to the graveyard? Stealing the corpse?"

Nangong Han didn't answer, but led her inside.

Then I saw a tomb that had been dug up, the outside was still soft soil, a coffin lid was thrown aside, and the coffin in the pit...

A woman fell asleep!
Look carefully, still breathing.

Xiao Liu almost didn't jump up, she wasn't afraid of the living or the dead, and she wasn't afraid of any ghosts, but it was so weird, it made her shudder.

"This...what's the matter?"

Qiu Ye jumped in, tested for breathing, pulse: "There is still breathing, he is a normal person."

"Normal person? A normal person sleeps in the coffin of a dead person, aren't you normal?" Xiao Liu gave Nangong Han a quick glance.

"what happened?"

"This is the lost woman. The dark guard saw her go from home alone, without any lighting tools, to the mountain by herself, and to this coffin to lie down. She has not moved at all until now. .”

Nangong Han told her carefully.

Xiao Liu really felt that it was very strange, "This ghost place can't be really haunted, or a big living person ran to the mountains to grab the territory with ghosts."

"There are no ghosts in this world, don't scare yourself." Nangong Han held her tightly, fearing that she would fall.

Qiu Ye was calling that woman, and slapped her face, "Girl, girl, wake up..."

There was no movement after calling for a long time.

Later, Dong Xing found water from somewhere and poured water on the woman's face, and the woman began to react a little.

Open your eyes slowly.

When I saw the autumn leaves approaching, I was startled, sat up, found the place where I was lying, and screamed: "Ah..."

A bird called and its wings fluttered.

The woman had already been helped up at this time, but she was still in fear and trembling with fear.

"Girl, why did you sleep here? Did you sleep here before?" Xiao Liu handed over the handkerchief and asked gently.

"No, no, I've never been here..." The woman's eyes were full of horror.

"Why, is there anything here?" She looked so wrong.

The woman pointed to the location of the tombstone: "This should be the daughter buried by the Zheng family. She came to look for a scapegoat. Why did she look for me... woo woo woo..."

The woman ran to the side.

"Hey..." Qiu Ye chased after her.

Xiao Liu withdrew his hand and walked to the tombstone.

Liufeng nodded: "It's indeed the Zheng family, with a biography written on it."

Xiao Liu glanced at the tomb of Zheng Xiaowu.

Suddenly, I remembered what the shopkeeper said. A month ago, the daughter of the Zheng family was raped, then committed suicide, and hastily buried the stolen body.

Could this be the tomb of the daughter of the Zheng family?
She looked at Uncle Huang, and Nangong Han stretched out his hand to her: "Let's go back and talk about it first."

When they returned to the inn, there were more people around next door, and everyone was discussing, "Their Xiaoxiu is back, she's not dead."

"Did you see that her clothes and shoes are covered with yellow mud, like that... the mud on the mountain."

"Really, do you think she will be possessed by a ghost..."

Xiao Liu decided to ask the shopkeeper about the girl from the Zheng family.

(End of this chapter)