Xiao Mo also cautiously approached the open coffin.

At this time, although the night has receded, the sky has turned white, and a ray of glow gradually appears on the distant horizon, which is a sign that the sun is about to rise.

Even in the village, at this hour, many hard-working farmers have already gotten up and gone to the fields to do farm work.

By the pond at the entrance of the village, there are always a few village women wielding mallets, beating their clothes stained with yellow mud and sweat...

The chickens and ducks that had been locked up overnight were also released from the cage door and ran happily in the yard.

Lao Wang and other old men and women who got up early to pick up shit were probably fighting over a piece of dog shit on the road at the entrance of the village.

However, deep in the majestic Mianniu Mountain in Weiluan, near this dense forest, although the light has gradually become brighter, the surroundings are still hazy. The most important thing is that it is strangely quiet here.

"Second brother, third brother, my previous feeling of hairy scalp is back!"

Yang Yongqing quietly said something to the two brothers beside him.

This time, Yang Yongzhi did not hit him, nor did he yell at him to stop talking nonsense.

On the contrary, Yang Yongzhi subconsciously rubbed his arms, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on his arms unconsciously.

Yang Yongjin next to him also looked serious. He quietly asked Yang Yongbai: "What did you see just now? Why were you so scared?"

Yang Yongbai still shook his head, staring straight at the coffin in front of him, unable to say a word.

At this time, silence was better than sound. The more Yang Yongbai acted like this, the more Yang Yongjin and others around him felt the seriousness of the situation.

Da Mo also followed Xiao Mo's instructions and stood still without moving. Everyone had a premonition that something was wrong in the coffin.

When it comes to dealing with such evil things, everyone is a layman, only Xiao Mo is an expert.

So everyone didn't go forward to cause trouble to Xiao Mo, they just stayed where they were and waited for Xiao Mo's investigation.

But Da Mo still couldn't help but lowered his voice and told Xiao Mo: "Brother, be careful!"

Xiao Mo had already reached the coffin, all his attention was on the coffin in front of his eyes, and he had no time to respond to Da Mo's instructions.

Da Mo stopped making any noise so as not to disturb Xiao Mo.

When Xiao Mo arrived next to the coffin, he first burned the charm held between his fingers and threw it into the coffin, and then went up to look at the contents of the coffin.

From the angle where everyone stood, they couldn't actually see what was inside the coffin, but they could clearly see the change in Xiao Mo's expression.

They saw the shock on Xiao Mo's face.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Xiao Mo took out a mahogany sword from his wide sleeve and carefully reached into the coffin.

Inside the coffin, there was a rustling sound.

The sound sounded like someone using a mahogany sword to pick up the rope on the corpse.

But at this time, Yang Yongbai finally returned to his soul, and he suddenly said: "Earlier, I touched a hand earlier, and it still moved!"

Everyone took a breath of cold air!

However, the cool breath was only half inhaled when Xiao Mo suddenly let out a low cry: "No, this is a bad thing!"

Yang Huazhong and the others were all shocked.

"Xiao Mo, is something wrong?" Yang Huazhong looked at the coffin in front of him with a complicated expression, then looked at Xiao Mo again.

Xiao Mo looked solemn, but he called others to come to the coffin and look at it together.

"Look, Uncle Yang's body was not destroyed, which is not a good thing!" Xiao Mo said.

Under Xiao Mo's call, everyone bravely came to the coffin. As expected, they saw the glorious facade. The shroud was torn in several places, and the hemp ropes binding the shroud were also loose. Two of them were still intact.

It fell off.

Where it fell off, the shroud spread out, revealing a tattered black cloth inside.

The black cloth looked like Yang Hualin's shroud had rotted away. Under the rotten cloth, there was not a white skeleton left after decay, but a plump body!

Yes, it has been several years. Normally, the body in the coffin will become swollen and swollen in the first six months.

If you open the coffin at that time, you will find that the inside is like a bathtub filled with water.

It's just that this container is a coffin, and the container is not filled with water, but corpse liquid.

The kind that stinks!

After a year and a half, the corpse liquid gradually melted into the soil. Under the action of various microorganisms, the skin and flesh began to further decompose, and finally returned to dust and became part of the soil.

All that is left is a set of bones that cannot rot.

Only in this way can we truly answer the saying, ashes return to dust, human beings are products of nature, come from nature, and will eventually return to nature, becoming a link in this ecological cycle.

But at this moment, what did everyone see?

"Xiao Mo, what on earth is going on?" Yang Huazhong was dumbfounded.

"Why does my second brother seem to be still here?" Yang Huazhong asked again.

Xiaomo did not immediately reply to Yang Huazhong's question, but used the peach wood sword in his hand to completely peel off the broken shroud from Yang Hualin's body in full view of everyone.

Then, Yang Hualin's original appearance was completely exposed to everyone's sight.

The Yang Huazhong brothers were all dumbfounded.

Everyone stared at the man lying in the coffin with dumbfounded eyes, feeling as if they were seeing each other again after a long absence.

It feels like a world away!

"Oh my god, what is going on? Why is the second brother still acting like the same? This, it's like he fell asleep!"

"Yes, the flesh on this face is not shriveled, it seems like it has gained a little weight!"

Brothers Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou looked at the man lying in the coffin carefully. They felt chills all over their bodies and their tongues were knotted as they spoke.

Yang Yongbai gritted his teeth and came to the coffin again. He couldn't believe it in his dreams that he could see his complete old father's face again in his lifetime!

To be honest, when my old father passed away, he was not very old.

These years have passed, and my father's face has gradually become blurred in my memory. Now, in front of me, this middle-aged man with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, is clearly his father.

Yang Yongbai felt kind and strange at the same time. The kind of intimacy that blood was thicker than water made him want to rush up to hug his father's body and cry loudly, and talk about how he had been at home all over the world over the years and had a heart that wandered in the wind.

The tired feeling of not being able to achieve anything but having to pretend to be strong in front of others!

However, when his gaze continued downward and fell on his old father's hands folded in front of him, all the kindness and impulse retreated.

It even gave me a chill down my spine!

Why?
Chapter completed!