Fake Prodigal

Chapter 567
Xiao Pang's eyes were straightened, and he said bitterly: "Fat Master has provoked someone, and as for chasing after him, playing fairy dance first, and chasing here again, it is lawless!"

Yi Xiaojing winked, reminded Xiaopang to agree, and said coquettishly: "Stop talking nonsense, don't get cheap and act good!"

Xiaopang was dejected, and said weakly: "It's my bad luck, I can't pay back the money, I want to go home and collect money!"

"You can't let him go!" Qian Charlie roared, his face was so green that it turned black, and when he saw the two flirting, he was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, he suppressed the anger in his heart forcefully, and roared: "My young master is not short of money, dig a hole for me! "

The night sky was dim, with hazy rain and occasional flashes of lightning.

Fatty looked up at the starry sky, raindrops fell on his cheeks, and sang loudly with his voice. The singing echoed in the funeral hill, adding a weird atmosphere to the gloomy environment.

The bodyguards in suits acted, found a shovel and began to dig the soil. Piles of soil were raised to the ground, and a large pit appeared in the open space. The pit became deeper and deeper, and soon exceeded one meter.

"Life is like a wave on the sea, sometimes it rises and sometimes it falls for good luck and bad luck,

In general, you have to work according to your work, three minutes of the day is destined to be seven minutes by hard work,
Love fights to win,
I can't help complaining when I lose my ambition for a while,

It’s unavoidable to be frightened for a moment.”

In the darkness not far away, Li Hao squatted behind the grave, wiped the rainwater from his forehead, his expression became weird, could he keep a low profile, Xiaopang was about to be buried, and he was in a mood to sing, even if he sang nicely, Even if ghosts cry and wolves howl, they are not afraid of attracting lonely souls and wild ghosts.

"It's so ugly, a fat man just needs a beating!" Chen Jiaqi squatted beside her, dumbfounded.

"Brother Hao, you can act now!" Long Yaomei lowered her voice and said anxiously.

"Don't worry, Xiaopang is in a good mood, let's wait!" Li Hao said lightly.

Er Niu leaned over his head, and joked: "Little Fatty is about to die, and he is still pretending to be a cow baby, I am convinced!"

"What is baby bullshit?" Chen Jiaqi asked.

"You kid, don't pay attention to this idiot!" Monkey said weakly.

"Damn! Stop nagging, Xiaopang will do it when he falls into the pit!" Li Hao warned, and took the big wrench.

The sky is dark, the rain is pouring, and under the withered crooked neck tree, Xiaopang sings with his back to the sky, with indescribable generosity and heroism, and various nostalgic songs emerge one after another.

Qian Charlie was full of black lines and helpless. He gloated and said with a smirk: "Today next year will be your death day. Fatty, you can sing to your heart's content. You didn't go to the funeral to save you even if you sang so badly."

Yi Xiaojing looked at Xiaopang with sympathy, shyness and anger, and quickly winked, and said coquettishly, "Little Fatty, hurry up and beg for mercy, don't be so stubborn!"

Fei Bo's face was full of bitterness, and he lowered his head in a lonely way, thinking that if it would be useful to ask for help, he would have already asked for it, and Charlie Qian is wearing a cuckold.

It’s better to sing to relieve stress, maybe someone can hear it, and help to report the alarm and find support, but unfortunately this is a burial mound, there may be a few ghosts, but there are definitely no people!
Xiao Pang was extremely depressed, he hadn't got married yet and had a banquet, Fat Master was about to hang up, what a tragedy in life!

"Crack!" There was a crisp metallic sound from the pit, and a string of sparks erupted. The bodyguards in suits jumped out of the pit one after another in horror, and said in a trembling voice, "Young Master, it's not good, we've dug the coffin lid!"

"Damn it!" Qian Charlie leaned his head and looked at the bronze coffin lid in the one-meter-deep pit. He shivered for a while, got goosebumps, and then thought of something, raised his head and laughed wildly, excitedly. Said: "I'm afraid of the size! Raising the coffin to get rich is a good omen! Dig it out and open it to see, maybe there are gold, silver, jewelry, antique jade."

In the pitch black midnight, the bodyguards in suits looked at each other, no one dared to do anything, in the evil place of the burial mound, if a big rice dumpling was dug out, his life would have to be thrown here, and there was nowhere to escape.

Yi Xiaojing came over, took a look, and persuaded: "Husband, we'd better leave, the fat man will be punished, why don't you let him pay back the money, let's forget about it!"

Qian Charlie had a ferocious expression, waved his hand majesticly, and said coldly: "The kindness of a woman is absolutely unacceptable! This young master showed mercy, and rewarded the dead fat man with a big coffin, lifted the coffin lid to have a look, and threw the dead fat man into the coffin." Coffin, keep company with the big zongzi!"

"Bastard, you're such a loser!" Xiaopang scolded angrily.

"Haha, what are you still doing? Dig!" Qian Charlie laughed maniacally, and his men moved into action, and continued to dig the hole to clean up the floating soil in the big hole.

The shape of the coffin emerged. It was an extra-large bronze coffin that had existed for an unknown number of years, and it happened to appear under the Crooked Neck Tree.

The chubby shuddered in horror, as if falling into a cold kiln, his face was cloudy and uncertain, his hair stood on end and his scalp exploded at the thought of lying in a coffin with the ugly and terrifying big zongzi, but he had no choice but to wait silently.

"Open the coffin!" Qian Charlie waved his hand, and the bodyguard in suit moved after hearing the sound, and took the shovel to pry up the coffin board!

"Creak! Creak! Creak!" The coffin boards made a strange sound, which was very cautious. A corner of the coffin lid slowly lifted, and a foul smell came out.

Qian Charlie took three steps back, feeling a bone-chilling inexplicable chill, Yi Xiaojing hid behind him, not daring to look at the scene in front of him.

Xiaopang stared at the coffin with a weird expression, looked at the coffin lid that was about to be pried off, and said with a smirk: "Don't be too happy, it's best to dig out the big rice dumplings, and the group will be destroyed!"

"Boom!" The coffin lid was lifted and fell to the ground, splashing muddy water.

Under the light of the flashlight, a strange scene emerged. There was a dead body lying flat in the coffin, wearing a striking official uniform of the Qing Dynasty, with eight ingots of gold ingots placed under the feet. The gold ingots flashed golden light under the rain.

"Bah!" Everyone gasped, then became excited and joined the ranks of touching gold.

"Everyone divides the ingots and throws the fat man into the coffin!" Qian Charlie pouted, waiting to see the little fat man enter the coffin and be buried deep in the ground.

The bodyguard went to pry the mouth of the dead body, looking for the pearl that pressed the mouth, and his fingers accidentally cut a small opening, and a drop of blood dripped into the mouth of the dead body, without paying any attention.

"Ah!" The bodyguard screamed, his finger was bitten, the corpse suddenly opened his eyes, the blood-colored eyes were as cold as knives, two fangs protruded from his lips, stood up straight, and pulled the bodyguard who bit his finger, He opened his ferocious mouth and bit down.

"Puff!" Blood splashed everywhere, and the bodyguard tilted his neck and remained motionless.

The whole audience suddenly exploded, and the bodyguards in suits scrambled and scrambled to escape to the outside of the pit, screaming in panic.

"Damn it, it's dead!"

"Run slowly, wait bro!"

"Master, run, the big rice dumpling is out!"

"Lucky running dog, run away, everyone!"

Qian Charlie was terrified, stood there motionless, his legs were shaking, and shouted: "Don't run away, shoot to kill it!"

(End of this chapter)