Chapter 935 The White Heart

Seeing this, Yan Shiliang's face changed drastically. He could not imagine that someone would move the tombstone of Yan Bai. Yan Shiliang opened the ashes of the newspaper, then threw the stick aside, and reached out to try the softness of the place first. Yan Bai's tomb had been around for a while, and the soil around should be very tight unless it had just been loose. Sure enough, when Yan Shiliang's hand touched it, the soil in this place was very soft.

He was finally sure that someone had dug up here.

His face was pale, and Yan Shiliang's head suddenly became messy. At first, he didn't know who would do this or what he did. He could only suppress the fear in his heart. He carefully pulled the pile of soil away, and opened the soft and not hardened soil bit by bit. First, what appeared in front of Yan Shiliang was a jar and the lid part of the jar. Yan Shiliang's eyes were frozen, and he didn't know why, but suddenly there was a little thud.

In the end, the glass jar was presented to Yan Shiliang. The glass jar was filled with transparent liquid, and something was soaked in the liquid. The red heart looked extremely fresh for a moment, and it was obviously not long since it left the body.

"People...People are white..." Yan Shiliang's face changed completely. He threw the glass jar in his hand to the ground. Fortunately, the glass jar was solid and not broken, but the things inside swayed twice with the turbulence. Yan Shiliang looked at the glass jar in front of him as if he was crazy. He had not come back to his senses for a long time. How could this thing in front of him appear here...

Yan Shiliang went to get Yan Yue's body. He saw the big hole in Yan Yue's chest that was cut open. There was no more things inside. The thing he installed with his own hands. Now... this heart actually appeared in Yan Bai's tomb.

It made people feel creepy and I had to think too much about Yan Shiliang's feeling now, and he was confused, how could he be...

How is it possible...

The heart of the bell... He recognized that this is the heart of the bell.

But how could it appear here?

Is Yaobai still alive?

Countless thoughts tossing and turning in his heart. Yan Shiliang trembled his hands and carefully placed the glass jar along the original position. Then he covered the soil layer on it again, covering it with the same cover. He gasped and tried hard to calm his heart.

"You are... tell me... is it you? You... are you still alive?" Yan Shiliang's voice now was filled with fear and love, but after thinking about it, he felt that his thoughts were too ridiculous.

Yan Shiliang's face was gloomy and turned around and walked towards the gravekeeper's cottage. The gravekeeper was bought by Yan Shiliang. The gravekeeper was also hired by Yan Shiliang to guard the cemetery. This glass jar was put in not long ago. Then the gravekeeper must know who he had been here before.

"Squeak..." The door of the room was opened, and the gravekeeper in the cemetery was sitting in the room and napping. When he saw that it was Yan Shiliang, his face flashed with panic. He quickly moved out of the chair and walked to Yan Shiliang, smiled slightly, and said.

"Mr. Yan, you have finished reading it. Are you going to leave?"

Yan Shiliang glanced at the gravekeeper coldly, and then spoke.
Chapter completed!