Chapter 577 Digging a Grave

The little maid was a little helpless. She hurriedly lowered her head and turned around and wanted to retreat. "Pineapple" said

Zhai Xinglian had already rushed over.

Before the little maid could scream, she was lit with acupoint. She could neither move nor scream, but could only watch Zhai Xinglian tear all her clothes and then throw her heavily onto the bed.

The outskirts of the Great Chu capital.

Snowy night.

Two figures crawled into the woods next to the trail like ghosts.

The trees in the forest are sparse, and the bare branches are like the devil's dry fingers. The terrain in the forest is staggered.

The two figures walked around the desolate forest for a long time, and suddenly stopped in front of a small mound.

The two of them did not cover their faces. With the glimmer of snowy night, they could see clearly a dry and thin face and a pair of vicious and sharp eyes.

Zhai Xinglian. This person is actually Zhai Xinglian, the third boss of Hongxiang Pavilion in the capital of Dachu.

Next to Zhai Xinglian was a strong tall man with a layer of thin ice covered with a beard on his face.

The cold wind in the middle of the night roared through the forest.

Zhai Xinglian suddenly said in a low and hoarse voice: "Dig quickly!"

The bearded man picked up a shovel from the snow. The frozen snow layer was dug up, revealing hard loess underneath.

Zhai Xinglian stood aside, clenched his fists. His vicious and sharp eyes were indescribable gloom and terrifying in the snowy night.

The bitter cold wind roared through the forest, and the bare branches danced wildly in the cold night.

The hard loess was flying and jumping on the shovel, the small mound had been shoveled, and the decaying coffin board was faintly exposed under the mound.

Zhai Xinglian roared aside: "Dig...Dig...Dig...Dig..."

The shovel in the bearded hand swung up with a strong wind.

The decaying coffin board was smashed.

At this moment, a sigh suddenly came from the howling cold wind. The sigh was very small, very faint, and there was nothing, like a wisp of hairspring in the air that seemed to be broken and continuous.

Zhai Xinglian trembled all over and had goose bumps on his back. He heard it, and he could hear it very clearly.

The beard seemed to notice something strange, and the shovel in his hand suddenly stopped.

The surroundings were confused. With the glimmer of snow, he saw a strange expression on Zhai Xinglian's gloomy face. This strange expression was both astonishment and fear, and a hint of guilt and pity.

The bearded man was about to speak when the mysterious sigh rang again, "Oh...ah..." The erratic sigh sounded numb.

Zhai Xing even looked around in a hurry, dark and confused. He saw nothing when he got rid of the staggered mounds and the dead branches that stretched randomly.

The beard seemed a little impatient and said in a rough voice: "Damn, what's the sound of a bird?" As soon as he finished speaking, a chuckle came clearly from the darkness.

Zhai Xinglian's expression changed drastically. He had heard clearly that it was Wu Tianyang's voice. Wu Tianyang has been dead for three years, so how could he still speak? Is there really a ghost in this world?

The bearded hand holding the shovel was trembling, and he no longer had the courage to dig it down.

The muscles on Zhai Xinglian's face were beating violently, and his vicious eyes, as vicious as snakes, had red lines. He took a deep breath, suddenly snatched the shovel in his bearded hand, and shoveled towards the coffin lid like crazy.

The decaying and broken coffin lid was shoveled away with loess, and the surrounding coffin boards were also broken under the influence of great force.

A corpse was exposed.

Zhai Xinglian lit the fire note in his hand.

A flash of light.

The fire broker landed.

Zhai Xinglian exclaimed and retreated...

Qin Xiao.

The boss of Hongxiang Pavilion, the capital of Dachu.

Anyone who has seen Qin Xiao will be impressed by Qin Xiao's surprise. It seems a bit too much to describe a man as stunning, but Qin Xiao is definitely an exception.

The snow comes and the sky is clear.

The sun shines on the handrails of the white jade railing, giving off dazzling white light.

Qin Xiao's white jade-like cheeks were terrifyingly pale in the dazzling white light. His head was a little messy, and his eyes were staring at the snow on the distant mountains. A soft white robe was draped obliquely on his body, and his body was leaning in the arms of a girl in red. The girl in red held a glass of Persian wine in her small hands like a green onion.

The red wine shines strangely in the dazzling sunlight.

Qin Xiao took a sip of wine and reached out to pinch the soft thighs of the girl in red.

The girl in red was laughing.

In the room behind the railing, there was a pair of eyes peering carefully through the crack in the door.

A young man ran up from downstairs and replied humbly, "Big Boss, Mr. Yuan is asking for a meeting."

Qin Xiao still looked at the distant mountains with his eyes, and after a long time, he said lightly: "Call him up!"

Blind Yuan stood respectfully in front of Qin Xiao.

Qin Xiao touched the girl's tender and white face and suddenly said, "Do you know how Mr. Yuan's eyes are blind?"

The girl in red was a little confused. She didn't know what Qin Xiao meant.

Qin Xiao suddenly stood up and pushed the girl aside. The girl staggered and fell to the ground.

Yuan Xiaozi lowered his head and looked at the glittering marble floor in the corridor.

Qin Xiao glanced at Yuan Xiao and sneered: "Mr. Yuan came to see me, is it because of the 80,000 taels of silver?"

The blind man Yuan smiled bitterly: "There is something more important to me than the 80,000 taels of silver."

Qin Xue seemed to be interested: "What is more important than 80,000 taels of silver?"

The blind man Yuan suddenly said word by word: "Someone wants my life."

Qin Xiao sneered: "Mr. Yuan has great martial arts skills, who has the ability to kill you?"

Blind Yuan smiled sadly: "Why do you have to mock me, the old blind man?"

Qin Xiao said coldly: "You dare to kill Wu Tianyang, how dare you go without the ability?"

Yuan Zaizi smiled bitterly: "I am a slave hired by the third boss. How dare I disobey what he wants me to do... What's more, I didn't even touch Wu Tianyang's hair, but Wu Tianyang blinded his eyes..." Yuan Zaizi said, slowly lowered his head. He couldn't help but raise his hand and touched his blind eye.

Qin Xiao glanced at Yuan Blind Man's green fake eye and asked lightly: "Who dares to kill you when you are doing things here?"

The blind man Yuan said word by word: "Dan...tian...yang..."

Qin Xiao's pale face turned pale, "What did you say?"

Blind Yuan said, "I mean Wu Tianyang wants to kill me."

The muscles in the corner of Qin Xiao's eyes hopped and hissed: "Wu Tianyang died three years ago, why is it difficult for him to kill you?"

Yuan Zaizi's old face was full of panic: "Wu Tianyang is not dead, he... is resurrected, and now he is coming to take revenge."

Qin Xiao clenched his fists; "What evidence do you have? Could it be that the person who killed Xiaoqing is really him?"

Xiaoqing is the woman who died in bed a few days ago.

Yuan Xiaozi nodded: "Not bad."
Chapter completed!