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Chapter 28

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    Granny Yan fell to the ground in despair, the black blood spurting out dazzled the surrounding weeds, watching this scene of overwhelming fear, my legs could not help but tremble.

    Seeing Granny Yan's tragic end, Yin Yang was also quite frightened, and glanced over there where the black seedling had disappeared, touched my arm and said, "It's all dead, let's go, give that black seedling  Come back and forth, and we will both die young."

    It happened so suddenly that I couldn't even react. Yin Yang saw that I was in a daze, so he dragged me away.

    After walking a few steps, I suddenly thought of the note that Granny Yan handed me, stopped and said to Yin Yang, "Wait a minute."

    Having said that, I quickly took out the note.

    I tore the note apart, and there was a sentence written in the scrawled handwriting inside.

    "I know you are a good boy. My mother-in-law has always been very accurate in seeing people. I lied to you earlier, that Hei Miao is too powerful, and I am not his opponent. If I meet him, it may be a disaster."

    "It's just that your grandma was kind to me. Even if she knew that she was close to death, her mother-in-law should have repaid the favor she had been given back then."

    "After my death, you take my body to the north of Baifenling, where there is a mass grave, and you will see a dead tree, and there is a coffin under the dead tree, and you put my body in that coffin  , I will return from the netherworld."

    By the moonlight, I read the note, and then turned my head to look at the grassy plains in the distance. Granny Yan's stiff body was lying there, motionless.

    I hesitated for a while, and said to Yin Yang, "We are going to place Granny Yan's body."

    When Yin Yang heard this, he glanced at the cold and stiff corpse lying in the open space, his face turned into a crying voice, and he said a little fearfully, "I'm dead, why don't I care about her food basket!"

    How can I say that Granny Yan ended up like this because of my family's affairs, if she didn't come here, there would be nothing wrong with her, even though she died in extremity now, but in the barren mountains and wild mountains, her body was eaten by wild dogs and wild birds, it would be too mean.

    I gritted my teeth, turned around and walked towards Granny Yan.

    Yin Yang shouted from behind, "Don't fuck me, even if she's dead, you still need a hammer. Put her in a coffin and still come back to life?"

    I bravely walked back, Yin Yang glanced to the other side, stomped his feet, and followed me.

    Running back to the place where I was fighting, I looked down. Granny Yan's face was pale and her eyes were closed. I reached out and touched his nose, and sure enough he was not breathing.

    Yin Yang's family opened coffins in the town. When someone died, he sometimes sent the coffin, and put the dead back in the coffin. He was quite bold.

    Knowing that I would not put down Granny Yan's body, Yin Yang told me to leave here quickly. We walked through the forest and walked to the north for about a few miles.

    Sure enough, there was a mess of graves in front of me, large and small graves, densely bulging, and there were many grave mounds, all of which were old graves, many of which had collapsed in half.

    There are also mourning sticks and wreaths on many graves. When the wind blows, they are rustling, which is a bit scary.

    In the center of the cemetery, there was indeed a big tree, but it was already withered. Standing in front of the cemetery, there was an unpleasant earthy smell in the air.

    I gritted my teeth and walked deep into the cemetery. This piece of chaotic mounds should be old. Many of the tombs don¡¯t even have tombstones in front of them. They stand bare and the weeds on the graves are yellow.

    Especially when the wind blows in the mountain nest, the rustling of the weeds is like a whimpering sound, which is very penetrating.

    The dead wood in the cemetery was struck by lightning, and there was indeed a coffin beside it.

    This should be what Granny Yan said.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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