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Soon, the two came to the foot of a mountain, which was far away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

When I got out of the car, everything I saw was withered and yellow, and the leaves were falling down.

There are a few crows croaking on the hills in the distance, adding a bit of desolation to the atmosphere.

Wang Dachun took a breath, it was already late autumn, and the cold winter was coming.

Da Liu stretched out his hand and pointed at the foot of the mountain, "Mr. Tang is over there, let's go there!"

Wang Dachun looked around and saw many people at the foot of the mountain, and even two police cars parked there.

When he came to the foot of the mountain, Wang Dachun found that it was indeed a cemetery, with many earthen graves, some with tombstones, some without, just a piece of small graves.

Looking at those grave bags, Wang Dachun secretly sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation. In the near future, he would become one of them.

Tang Wenming came up to him with an ugly face, "Dachun, you came just in time. I happened to need you for something, so follow me."

Tang Wenming took Wang Dachun to a grave built with bricks, pointed at it, and said with some grief and indignation: "My father's tomb was stolen, and even the remains are gone!"

Wang Dachun took a look, the tomb of Tang Wenming's father Tang Zongze is considered the most luxurious here.

There are still many people who don't like cremation but prefer burial, especially the older generation. They can't accept that they have to be burned again after they die.

After Tang Zongze's death, Tang Wenming obeyed his father's last wish and had his father quietly buried in the prepared cemetery.

At this moment, Tang Zongze's cemetery was in a mess. There was a big pit on the ground. Even the coffin was dug out. The coffin lid was thrown aside, and the body inside was gone.

No wonder Tang Wenming's face was sour. If anyone's ancestral grave was stolen, he probably would not be in a good mood!

Wang Dachun frowned, "Brother-in-law, did you bury the old man with something valuable?"

Tang Zongze's tomb is obviously more luxuriously repaired, maybe there are tomb robbers patronizing it!

Tang Wenming said: "There is nothing valuable. I just buried a few things that my father liked during his lifetime, such as pipes, purple clay pots, etc. These things are actually worthless, and they are still there."

"I don't think they're doing it for money, because many ancestral graves in this cemetery have been dug up."

Wang Dachun looked around, and sure enough there was a mess everywhere, coffin boards were thrown everywhere.

Many people were roaring angrily, and the police were busy investigating and collecting evidence, when Wang Dachun suddenly saw a beautiful figure.

Those straight and slender legs with a full length of 1.2 meters are too eye-catching, the majestic ponytail, and the heroic temperament.

It was the beautiful policewoman Nangong Baihe. I hadn't seen her for a while, and this chick seemed to be getting more and more beautiful.

Wang Dachun quickly waved to Nangong Baihe, "Sister Baihe!"

Nangong Baihe turned her head to look at Wang Dachun, her beautiful eyes lit up immediately, "Dachun!"

As she spoke, she walked towards Wang Dachun with her long legs.

This chick is indeed becoming more and more beautiful and refined, which may be related to the "Jade Heart Sutra" she practiced.

Wang Dachun found that women who practice this technique will become more and more beautiful and refined, and more immortal.

Even Tang Wenming, who has countless maids, couldn't help but look at Nangong Baihe a few more times. Hey, if you can carry these legs once, you will have no regrets if you die!

"Dachun, why are you here?" Seeing Wang Dachun again, Nangong Baihe felt somewhat happy.

"I'm here with my friend. Let me introduce you. This is Tang Wenming, the president of the Tang Corporation."

"Mr. Tang, this is Nangong Baihe, the beautiful policewoman of the criminal police team."

Tang Wenming hurriedly greeted with a smile, "Oh, it's Miss Lily, you have good legs!"

Nangong Baihe: "Huh?"

Tang Wenming blushed, "Ahem, I mean it's a pleasure to meet you!"

His old face was embarrassed, so why did he tell his true thoughts!

Wang Dachun asked: "How is it, Sister Baihe, do you have any clues?"

"We are investigating and found that a total of two remains have been lost in the entire cemetery, and more than a dozen graves have been dug."

Nangong Baihe frowned, "I really can't figure it out, what are these people digging up their ancestors' graves for? This is a modern tomb, and there are no antiques. If they are not doing it for money, then why?"

Tang Wenming gritted his teeth, "Yes, this man is really insane!"

Wang Dachun's eyes lit up, "Maybe I know who did it!"

If he didn't guess wrong, this crazy guy must be the Witch King. Last time, he snatched his corpse puppet.

This guy definitely wants to refine another corpse puppet to defend himself.

However, this guy was stabbed by Wang Dachun last time. According to the time, his body has almost recovered now, and he can just run out to commit crimes.

The two exclaimed at the same time, "What! Who is it?"

"Witch King!"

Wang Dachun briefly told about the matter of the Witch King, especially the matter of the corpse puppet.

The two were taken aback, "What! There are actually people in the world who can manipulate corpses?"

Wang Dachun said: "That's right, but that corpse can't be regarded as a real corpse, but was made into a corpse puppet with a secret sacrifice, which is already different from ordinary corpses!"

If he hadn't seen this incident with his own eyes, Wang Dachun would not have believed it.

"This damn witch king! If my father is sacrificed and turned into a corpse puppet, won't he be driven by him every day?"

Tang Wenming gritted his teeth in anger. After his father died, he still had no peace and was driven by others.

This made him unacceptable in any case.

Sacrificing other people's corpses into corpse puppets for people to drive is indeed very destructive.

The Witch King will definitely not end well.

At this moment, in a cave not far from the cemetery, an old man in a black robe is sitting cross-legged in the cave, muttering words.

It was the Witch King.

At this moment, there were two corpses lying side by side in front of him. The corpses were not in good shape, and they even started to grow spots.

This place is also an extremely yin place, with a lot of yin energy, and the dead body will not rot quickly after death.

This is why Tang Zongze's body has not rotted yet.

The Witch King sighed, the corpse in these two sentences was far from the thousand-year-old corpse he had before.

He was thinking about taking the corpse puppet back from Wang Dachun's hands all the time.

The Witch King exhaled a turbid breath, opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "It's all caused by this little bastard, Wang Dachun. When I refine the corpse puppet, it will be the day of your death!"

As he spoke, he stood up and began to sacrifice the two corpses. He circled around the two corpses, chanting words, and kept hitting them one after another with a handful of Buddha dust in his hand.

The Witch King is really a freak. He went to the cemetery in the middle of the night to dig people's graves, and then carried the corpses back.

It is estimated that few people in the world dare to do such a disgusting and horrible thing.

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