The backyard of the farmhouse is full of weeds, as tall as a person.

But it was obvious that someone had been here before, cut down the weeds, and opened up a one-meter-wide road, winding and leading to the cemetery in the backyard.

Looking at the dense shoe prints on the road and many cigarette butts, I am afraid that many people came here before.

Liu Xing frowned, not paying attention to these details.

Just as he was about to tell Xiao Peanut and Qianqian who were sitting on Xiao Bai in front to be more careful, a tiger roar almost deafened his ears.

There was strong anger and killing intent in the roar of the tiger, and it was not a good sign at first glance.

"What's going on?" Liu Xing was stunned and hurriedly ran towards the cemetery.

Seeing that the cemetery had been robbed, the surrounding ground was full of newly dug soil, and even the tombstone was missing, he looked at Si Konglei beside him dumbfounded.

"Who did it?" Sikong Lei roared angrily.

No one answered, only a dull and chilling atmosphere enveloped the surroundings.

The big white tiger wanted to go into the forest to track the smell to find the answer, but was blocked by Liu Xing: "Don't mess around, the robbery of the cemetery in the backyard of the farmhouse, you can tell at a glance that the Lin family and Peter and David did it. If you believe in me, when I find them, I will definitely give you justice and restore your guardian to the ground!"

roar~~!

Big White Tiger seemed to understand Liu Xing's words.

After walking around Liu Xing anxiously for a few steps, it quietly crawled under Liu Xing's feet. It was obvious that it believed Liu Xing unconditionally, otherwise it would have run away with Xiaobai long ago.

"Brother Lei! What shall we do now?"

Yue Furong spoke in a low voice.

"Go back and find Peter, David and the Lin family's troubles. Since they won't let go of even a dead person's cemetery, they don't deserve to stay in Xiangxi!" Si Konglei turned around and walked towards the bamboo bridge after saying this. .

Liu Xing did not leave immediately, but silently picked up the bones on the ground and put them together.

Seeing this, Little Peanut jumped off Xiaobai with Qianqian, helping to find some broken bones from the soil.

Si Konglei, who hadn't gone far, looked back at the scene, and ran back to join the skeleton collection team in a daze.

After all, the dead are the most important, if this is not the first time to help put it in the ground, I will really feel sorry.

Although he didn't steal the cemetery, he, the mayor of Xiangxi, has to bear some responsibility.

Zhang Qiufa and Yue Furong also quietly found a shovel and dug up the soil in the cemetery. As they went deeper, they found that the two coffins inside were intact and made of a very special metal.

Yue Furong wanted to check the material by touching it, but Liu Xing stopped her: "This coffin is made of obsidian. If you don't want your hands to rot, feel free to touch it!"

"Isn't it?" Yue Furong withdrew her hand in fright.

"Will Liu Xing lie to you?" Si Konglei rolled up his sleeves and took out the soil from the coffin: "But we have phoenix grass in our hands, so we shouldn't be afraid of the poison of the obsidian."

"Not bad, but you still have to be careful!" Liu Xing kindly reminded.

Seeing that the bones were almost collected, he squatted down and put them together.

Over time, he discovered that it was not the skeleton of one person, but two people, a man and a woman.

Judging from the degree of wear and tear of the bones and teeth, the couple should be quite old.

It's just that Liu Xing can't figure out why he is willing to live in seclusion in such a remote southwest mountain.

"If the tombstone is still there, I should be able to understand some of the past of this couple, but now..." Liu Xing shook his head helplessly.

"Liu Xing!" Sikong Lei who was in the coffin suddenly shouted, "Look what I found?"

"Oh?" Liu Xing turned to look.

Sikong Lei had an extra ancient book in his hand.

Because it was buried in the soil, it was dirty and messy.

However, the four characters written in traditional characters on the blacksmith's inheritance are vivid in my memory.

"The owner of this farmhouse used to be a blacksmith?" Liu Xing walked over in a daze.

"Do you need me to translate the content inside?" Sikong Lei jumped out of the coffin, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he found that there was nothing unusual about touching the coffin with his hands.

"I'm not a blacksmith, what's the use of translation?" Liu Xing couldn't help laughing: "Before it's dark, let's rebury the owner of this farmhouse first!"

"Okay!" After Sikong Lei put away the blacksmith's inheritance, he helped to find the coffin lid around, but after searching in the dirt for a long time, there was no sign of it.

Just when he was about to give up, Xiao Bai rubbed Liu Xing affectionately with his head, and then led Liu Xing towards the farmhouse.

"All follow!" Liu Xing waved to everyone present and followed behind.

The farmhouse is the kind of adobe brick house made of brown-yellow adobe bricks. Since it has existed for a long time and no one has repaired it, it has long been dilapidated, but the overall structure is still well preserved, and there is no sign of collapse.

This is due to the superb craftsmanship in building the adobe brick house, otherwise it would be a pile of ruins in a few storms.

Liu Xing looked at the overall structure of the farmhouse curiously, and Sikong Lei found the coffin lid in the hall, and beside the coffin lid, a young man died.

Seeing this scene, Little Peanut and Qianqian quickly shrank their necks and hid behind Liu Xing.

"You two deal with this corpse!" Sikong Lei said to Yue Furong, who was frowning at the door.

"Okay!" Zhang Qiufa found a useless mat, wrapped the young man up, dragged it, and threw it into the weeds that were one person tall in the backyard.

Yue Furong didn't help, but said to Sikong Lei: "I know this young man who died. He was the interpreter next to Peter David. There is not even a body collector here. It seems that we met in the farmhouse before. Terrible thing."

"Don't worry about that much!" Sikong Lei lifted the coffin lid: "Let's rebury the owner of this farmhouse first."

"Okay!" Yue Furong helped lift a corner of the coffin lid and walked out of the farmhouse. Only then did she realize that the coffin lid was terrifyingly heavy. She exhausted all her strength, and it was difficult to lift it even a little bit.

If it wasn't for Sikong Lei supporting the weight of the coffin lid, she would have been crushed to death.

Thinking of this, Yue Furong glanced at Sikong Lei with admiration, secretly thinking that Sikong Lei is really a monster with infinite strength.

Liu Xing did not follow to deal with the re-burial of the owner of the farmhouse, but followed Xiao Bai and walked into a small room.

The small room was very dim because there were no windows.

But unexpectedly, the entire ground is empty, because people walking on it can hear the hollow sound.

Liu Xing frowned, out of curiosity he reached out and tapped the ground.

Soon he uncovered one of the patchwork square planks, and a circular hole in the ground appeared in view.

"Brother, don't go down, it's dangerous down there!" Little Peanut reminded.

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