"Really, Rong Qi, you are so powerful," Zuo Xiaoyue glanced at Rong Qi, his eyes full of admiration.

"Let's take a break, let's go, let's not lose the tools."

"No."

We continued to rest for a while, but compared to just now, everyone was silent for a while, as if thinking about each other, Ye Qun lit a cigarette and smoked one by one.

Zuo Xiaoqing was shocked and shrank carefully beside me.

Zuo Xiaoyue's eyes were floating Rong Qi all the time.

Qin Fang lowered his head and said nothing.

Zuo Xiaodong also smoked a little irritably.

The most complicated and entangled thought in his center is probably Zuo Qingyun. His eyes have been floating between Zuo Xiaoyue and Qin Fang.

After about ten minutes of correction, everyone got up again and started walking towards the tomb of the Song family.

A hundred years ago, it was the Song family who suppressed Rong Qi himself. So where he was buried, he naturally knew what he was doing. He didn't take the wrong path at all. Ten minutes later, we saw a short, small soil slope.

If it weren’t for Rong Qi’s insistence that it was Song’s tomb, we couldn’t guess at all.

After a hundred years of storms and vicissitudes on the slope, we haven't seen anything for a long time, but it is covered with thorns and weeds. All our first task is to cut the thorns.

With a shovel, Rong Qi looked at the sky at night after shoveling out a place. He seemed to be looking for a position according to the sky, and finally he pointed to the soil under his feet. "It's here, dig."

Several female dependents have long been tired and lie down, of course this kind of strength work is men.

Zuo Xiaodong, Tang Wu, Ye Qun, Rong Qi, four people, quickly dig a big hole.

"Huh, what's in this soil?"

"It's a Zhenxie stone, but it's estimated to have little effect for a hundred years, but don't break it, be careful to be invaded by the yin qi inside," Rong Qi told him.

Soon, the shovel encountered a hard slate.

I heard a wind blowing behind my ears.

You don't need to look back to know that Song is taking her children and watching from a short distance.

Zuo Jialai opened the corpse, explaining that she had agreed to her terms, and the agreement was naturally reached.

"How to do?"

Tang Wu pointed to the slate below.

Rong Qi lost the shovel in his hand and said, "You are all back, I will open the coffin."

The two immediately retreated, and Rong Qi did not use any tools, but directly reached into the soil with his bare hands and pulled up the stone slab. A yin that was visible to the naked eye immediately emerged from the coffin.

At this moment, everyone's ears seemed to hear the wailing ghost crying wolf howling, just like Abi hell.

The timid Zuo Xiaoqing sat on the ground almost ass.

It can be seen that Rong Qi is close at hand and what he is bearing.

With the sound of Teng, the stone slab was overturned to the ground by Rong Qi. The yin that gathered together exploded and dissipated a lot. Without the ghosts of the Song family, there would be no problem no matter what.

"Ok?"

"never mind."

Tang Wu and Ye Qun are both courageous people. Once they heard everything, they immediately went forward to see it.

Zuo Qingyun was also curious, but he was more cautious. After all, he didn't move forward. Instead, I was curious. I walked forward a few steps. Probably in my subconscious mind, Rong Qi felt there should be no danger.

Even if I am still angry with him, this subconscious thing has not changed.

So I was not too scared, just glanced lightly, and this time, my face changed slightly, and I saw that in the coffin, there was no bones, no rotting stench, but a clean female corpse.