Amid the crying of Yan Tianer and his wife, the black coffin fell into the dug deep pit bit by bit under the rope. The old monk invited from the town circled around the pit and chanted the rebirth mantra repeatedly. After turning a few circles, he nodded at Xi Bo, and Xi Bo pulled Yan Tianer and his wife up and signaled Bai Yong and the others to fall into the soil.

When the first piece of soil was sprinkled on the lid of the coffin, Yan Tian'er finally stopped crying and silently endured the pain of eternal separation of heaven and man with tears in his eyes. Liu Xuzhang was also quite sad. Ten years ago, he also sent his father away like this. Although the situation at that time was far more grand than what is now, even the emperor came here himself, he knew very well that the pain of losing his closest relative was the same. This pain was not illusory, but real. It made you lose a piece of your heart from now on, and you could not repair it with all your life's strength. He held Xi Cheng's hand tightly, and the corners of his eyes were covered with wetness.

"Brother, why are they crying?" Xi Cheng looked at Yan Tianer and the others in confusion.

"Yan Tian'er's father died, and he was naturally sad." Liu Xuzhi suddenly realized that he had never seen Xi Cheng's parents, and immediately understood why he was completely ignorant of licking his calf. He couldn't help but feel sorry for the child again. He pulled his little hand tightly and wanted to warm it up. However, Bai Yong's scream suddenly sounded in front of him. His horror seemed to be contagious, turning the person standing in front into a frightened bird. They were frightened to their bodies, and they were all pressed into their throats, unable to move at all.

Liu Xuzhang knew something was wrong, so he turned his head to Xicheng and said, "Go home and don't come out no matter what you hear."

"Why?" Xi Cheng's eyes were shining.

"Don't ask, it's better not to know some things."

Seeing that he was determined, Xi Cheng did not continue asking questions. He obediently turned around and walked towards home.

Seeing Xi Cheng walking away, Liu Xuzing walked through the crowd alone. He saw Yan Tianer and his wife who were crying, holding back their tears and looked at the old monk beside them as if they were asking for help. The old monk half opened his mouth, and his chin almost fell on his dry and fleshless breasts. After a while, he closed his eyes with his hands closed, and kept silently chanting "Amitabha" in his mouth. Apart from this, he could no longer say anything else.

Liu Xuting walked to the front of a few people who fell into the soil and looked at the coffin. Only then did he know why they were all so scared.

The coffin board that had been nailed to death was constantly shaking up and down, making a slight "bang" sound, as if the person who had been dead for several days could not bear the loneliness and wanted to lift the board and crawl out.

"Is it that Old Man Yan has resurrected? Do you want to open the coffin?" Bai Yong asked Xi Bo behind him tremblingly.

Xi Bo's face turned blue, "How is it possible? People are dead and their bodies are rotten. What soul is there?" His eyes stern, "Hurry, fall into the soil, the things in the coffin must not be Lao Yan."

When Bai Yong heard what he said, it seemed that he suddenly came back to the smell. He and a few people next to him shoveled up the soil and pressed it on the coffin board. But at this moment, Yan Tianer suddenly rushed over and knocked Bai Yong to the ground, "Don't fall into the soil, my father must not be dead. Last night, he also asked me a dream, saying that he didn't want to die, and that he had not seen his grandson born and died with his eyes closed."

Bai Yong was stunned by the brute force. When he realized that he had already jumped onto the coffin board, trying his best to pull the still vibrating board away, muttering to himself: "Dad, don't panic, I'll save you now."

Liu Xuzhang knew something was wrong, so he followed him into the pit. He tied Yan Tianer's waist with his arm and tried his best to pull him away from the coffin. "Calm down, your father is indeed dead. I saw him irritated with my own eyes. Don't be confused."

The reason he said this was because Yan Tianer's face was flushed now and her eyes were bright. She didn't look sober, and she was obviously fascinated by her mind.

But as he pulled, the coffin board slowly opened. When he saw the deformed face of Old Yan appeared in front of him, Yan Tianer seemed to be hit by the head and finally realized what he was doing.

He climbed down from the coffin board, knelt beside him and kept kowtowing, "Dad...Dad, it's my son who is unfilial, which has disturbed your purity."

However, Old Man Yan still maintained the same appearance he had when he died, with his eyes slightly opened and his mouth tilted to the side, without responding to Yan Tian'er's words.

Liu Xuzhang quickly pulled Yan Tian'er to stand up and winked at him. Yan Tian'er nodded. The two of them tried hard together to close the coffin board again. But they pushed and pulled for a long time, but the coffin board had not moved at all. Yan Tian'er scratched his head, "I opened it without much effort just now, why can't it be closed now?" He poked his head into the coffin, trying to see if it was stuck by the wooden nails. However, at this moment, his hands suddenly poked out of the coffin and grabbed Yan Tian'er's round head tightly.

"Ah." Yan Tian'er let out an ambiguous cry, and he grabbed the coffin with both hands, kicking his feet to escape the clamping of these two hands. However, the strength of his fingers was too great, and ten purple-red nails even fell into Yan Tian'er's scalp, catching him with blood.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xuzhang was shocked and anxious, but he did not bring Qingfeng Jian by his side, so he had to rush behind Yan Tianer with one step, tie his waist tightly, and drag him back with all his strength.

He is a martial arts practitioner and should be very strong, but the hands in the coffin are not something he can handle alone. After a few rounds, he was dragged off the ground and rubbed his feet with Yan Tianer to move in. Yan Tianer had already squeezed in half of his body. The coffin was not big, and it was just right for him to accommodate him, but Yan Tianer was not small in size. He pulled it in and instantly squeezed his body into pieces.

"Hurry up, come and save people, I can't support it alone." Liu Xuzhang shouted behind him, but what he responded to was silence. The villagers seemed to be stunned, and they were silent. No one was willing to walk down the pit, and no one was willing to pull him. They just watched the two of them being taken to the coffin bit by bit, watching Yan Tian'er from struggling to accepting her fate, and finally did not move, leaving half of her body exposed.

A scream suddenly sounded above. It was Yan Tianer's wife. She knelt over with her belly and said, "Please save him. One of the Yan family is dead, and there can be no other..." She knelt halfway through, and suddenly heard a thud from the pit. When she turned her head to look, she saw Liu Xuzhang being thrown out, and Yan Tianer's remaining half of her body flew into the coffin, spraying a thick bunch of blood mist out.
Chapter completed!