Everyone present looked at Ling Chu eagerly, waiting for her to take action to save Zhao Dabao.
No one noticed that a large shovel and small hammer appeared above the chicken coop.
Huang Dongyun was secretly annoyed when he saw Ling Chu standing still and not helping anyone, but his face showed aggrievedness, "Xiangu, why don't you save people? Do you want to collect money first?"
Ling Chu glanced at Huang briefly, said nothing, but raised his hand and waved!
The small hammer immediately hit the roof of the chicken coop.
boom!
There was a loud noise and everyone was startled.
They all turned around and saw a big hole in Sun's chicken coop.
Huang Dongyun's eyelids twitched when he saw the chicken coop with a big hole in it.
He quickly took out a piece of silver from his sleeve pocket and handed it over, "Xiangu, I will give you the silver, but can you help me save my son first?"
"You Taoist nun, you are really blind to money!"
Ling Chu glanced at the silver, raised his hand and waved again.
Snapped!
The big shovel flew over and slapped the pig pen hard.
The wall collapsed instantly.
Fear spread from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. Huang quickly took out another banknote and knelt down in front of Ling Chu with a bang, "Xiangu, your magic is so good, please save my son first, and then drag it on." He's going to die."
Ling Chu ignored her and turned to look at Zhao Yishan. He didn't know if he saw the big shovel and the small hammer, but he had scruples in his heart. He was not grabbing Zhao Dabao's neck, but his shoulders.
As for Zhao Dabao, he may have a child's nature. After the initial panic, he found that there was no danger, and now he stared at the shovel and the hammer with curiosity.
Others also found that Zhao Dabao didn't seem to be in any danger, but he just couldn't get down. In addition, I finally discovered that this Taoist nun's magic was unusual, so I didn't dare to say anything anymore.
Lingchu felt relieved when he saw that Zhao Dabao was not in danger. He controlled the small hammer and the big shovel, hitting it with the left hammer and swinging the shovel with the right.
After a ping-ping-pong-pong sound, the chicken coop and pig pen had been razed to the ground.
Huang was so shocked that she felt dizzy.
She subconsciously wanted to run away, but when she saw that the child was still in the air, she couldn't help it.
Huang prayed in her heart that the Taoist nun would stop demolishing the chicken coop and pig pen.
She bit the tip of her tongue hard to calm herself down, and tried her best to comfort herself. Zhao Yishan had been dead for more than a year, and maybe there was only a pile of bones left. Who could recognize him.
So what if she was dug out? As long as she insisted that her husband had not returned from transporting goods to the south, this Taoist nun could not do anything to her.
With this luck, Huang did not leave.
After the chicken coop and pig pen were dismantled, Ling Chu simply stopped working and continued to work. First, he controlled the big shovel and shoveled aside the removed masonry and mud blocks in twos and twos.
Then turn on the system, scan the specific location of Zhao Yishan's body, and prepare to excavate.
The big shovel compensated by the system is not only big, but also extremely sharp.
Zhao Yishan's body was not buried very deep. Ling Chu controlled the shovel and dug it out in a few strokes.
Aunt Hu's family was in disbelief when they saw that there were indeed corpses buried in their property.
But in fact, it's not surprising that they didn't find Zhao Yishan's body. After all, this land is still some distance from Hu's house.
Originally, the land here belonged to the village. Aunt Hu's family came here to build a house only half a year ago. When they first built the house and laid the foundation, they did not dig here.
Later, although firewood sheds, chicken coops and pig pens were built here, because they were not for people to live in, they were built casually and no deep foundation was laid.
So I never found out that there was still a dead person buried underneath.
Huang was delighted when she saw bones exposed in the soil.
The high-hanging heart finally fell to the ground, the tension on his face disappeared, and he returned to his previous softness.
Ling Chu controlled the shovel and shoveled away all the soil around the body before stopping.
Zhao Yishan's bones were buried without a coffin. They just dug a hole and buried them randomly in the ground.
More than a year has passed, and now only a set of pale bones remains.
No one present knew who it was.
But someone suddenly shouted, "Zhao Jianghai is here."
A man in his late forties hurriedly squeezed in from outside the crowd.
When Zhao Yishan's puppet soul saw this man, he couldn't help but reach out and wipe away his tears.
Zhao Jianghai is his eldest brother.
It turned out that someone came to Zhao Jianghai's house and told him that his second brother Zhao Yishan had been killed.
Zhao Jianghai didn't believe it at first, but it could be seen that the man had a nose and an eye for what he said. In addition, he remembered that Zhao Yishan had not returned after the agreed time, so he was worried and decided to come over to see what happened.
Zhao Jianghai saw that what he dug out was a set of white bones, and he was confused for a moment. He couldn't tell who it was.
But he soon remembered that his second brother was wearing a jade ring on his left index finger.
Although he was a little frightened when he saw the bones, Zhao Jianghai still had the courage to turn over the left hand of the corpse.
Seeing his action, Huang Dongyun's legs went weak. How could she forget the jade ring?
After a few clicks to remove the dirt on the left hand of the corpse, Zhao Jianghai burst into tears when he saw the familiar ring finger, "Second brother..."
Just after crying a few times, he suddenly remembered that the person who reported the news said that Zhao Yishan was killed by his wife. Zhao Jianghai turned around and wanted to question Huang Dongyun.
But they saw Huang staggering towards the corpse and crying bitterly, "Impossible, impossible, I don't believe it. Master, how could you cruelly abandon us orphans and widowed mothers? How can you let us live!"
Seeing Huang Dongyun crying so miserably, Zhao Jianghai swallowed back his questioning words.
He knew that his second brother had always liked this Mr. Huang, and it was impossible for Mr. Huang to kill him.
"Huang Dongyun, how did your husband Zhao Yishan die?"
Huang was uneasy. She didn't know how the Taoist nun knew that Zhao Yishan was dead and also knew where he was buried.
"I...I don't know why the master suddenly died. He obviously shipped a batch of goods to the south to sell."
"Master, why are you so cruel to abandon us? How do you expect me to survive with my two children in the future..."
Seeing Huang crying so sadly, Ling Chu smiled sarcastically. If she hadn't known the truth of the matter, she might have believed her lies just like Zhao Jianghai.
"Zhao Jianghai, turn the body over and check it."
Although he didn't know what Gu meant by these words, Zhao Jianghai still turned the bones over.
Zhao Jianghai felt a chill in his heart when he saw the dagger embedded in the bone. His second brother was indeed killed.
Huang's heart tightened. How could she have forgotten this thing in her panic?
Zhao Jianghai noticed that there seemed to be words engraved on the dagger. He took a closer look and gritted his teeth and said, "Zhao Dingcai..."
At this time, a man hurriedly walked over from outside the crowd. He suddenly heard Zhao Jianghai's gritted words, his face changed, and he immediately turned around and left quietly.
Zhao Yishan's puppet soul swished towards the man...
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