After the divorce, the female CEO of Bingshan begged to get back together.

"83 loyal souls?"

When Qin Yun heard this, he looked at Old Uncle Mo with surprise and said:

"You mean, those buried under that cemetery are the martyrs of that year?"

"Yes, they used their own flesh and blood to protect these mountains and rivers back then. A hundred years later, not only did they not get the respect they deserved, but they ended up in a situation where they had nowhere to return!"

When Uncle Mo said this, he could clearly feel his voice trembling.

After hearing this, Qin Yun seemed to understand something.

"So, someone is hell-bent on taking that land, right?"

Qin Yun looked at Old Uncle Mo and asked.

"Yes, they want to develop the place and the entire Liushang Village into a resort hotel. But they were blocked by us in every possible way, so they used some shady means to force us to agree to move and renovate!"

Uncle Mo took a shaky breath and nodded.

"Who are those people?"

Qin Yun finally figured out the context. Isn't this a typical case of seeking wealth and murder?

"Dahfa Group."

Old Uncle Mo replied quietly.

"Dafa Group." Qin Yun frowned and asked a little puzzled: "Don't the local officials care? Even if it is to be developed, the remains of the martyrs should be placed first."

"Official, haha..."

Hearing these two words, Old Uncle Mo sneered.

"Don't you know there is collusion between government and businessmen?"

Old Uncle Mo threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stood up slowly and said, "Third aunt is the first to be retaliated against, and she will definitely not be the last."

"Boy, get out of here. The water here is too deep. There is no need for you to get involved."

After saying that, he staggered and disappeared into the night.

Qin Yun looked at Old Uncle Mo's retreating figure, and felt an inexplicable loneliness in his heart.

Looking back in the direction of the cemetery, it was still desolate, but this time he could feel waves of unwilling roars emanating from the cemetery, and at the same time, an unpleasant feeling arose in his heart.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when we returned to Liu Wu's house.

Liu Wu still stood in front of the coffin, constantly adding yellow paper to the brazier.

Qin Yun walked over, put down the yellow paper in his hand, and said seriously: "I want to open the coffin."

Liu Wu moved his hands, thinking he heard wrongly: "What?"

"I want to open the coffin and see how your godmother died."

Qin Yun said with a serious face.

When Liu Wu heard this, he became entangled in his heart, shook his head and said: "Mr. Qin, the person is already dead, why bother her by opening the coffin again?"

Qin Yun looked in the direction of the coffin and said, "I always feel that something is going to happen tonight."

"Mr. Qin, do you know anything?"

Liu Wu knew Qin Yun's ability and instantly became nervous.

Qin Yun is a martial arts master, and he definitely knows much more than ordinary people.

"I can't tell, but I have a feeling something is going to happen tonight."

Qin Yun shook his head. Although he could detect something strange, the martial arts master was not a divination prophet.

"But if the coffin is opened, I'm afraid..."

Liu Wu looked extremely confused.

No matter where you are, after the deceased is placed in the coffin, they will probably not agree to open the coffin, right?

Qin Yun saw Liu Wu's troubled look and sighed: "Forget it, it's okay if you don't open the coffin. Just be careful tonight."

Liu Wu nodded gratefully to Qin Yun. To be honest, he really didn't want to disturb his godmother anymore by opening the coffin. After all, she was too tired in her life.

Time passed bit by bit.

Unknowingly, it was twelve o'clock.

Qin Yun returned to the room prepared by Liu Wu to rest.

Liu Wu himself was still kneeling there, looking drowsy. After all, he was really tired in the past two days.

Just when everything seemed quite peaceful, inside a luxurious building somewhere in Tiannan County.

"Master Xing, are you sure this is really okay?"

In a luxurious private room, a middle-aged man sat on the boss's chair and looked at another man opposite and said.

On the sofa opposite him, a middle-aged man with a goatee wearing a gray robe smiled faintly and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Wang, with me, Xing, everything will come true!"

"That's fine, as long as you can help me drive away those unruly people, the 5000 million promised to you will be transferred to your account without any penny."

The middle-aged man called Mr. Wang held his cigar and laughed loudly and said.

"Money is secondary, as long as Mr. Wang doesn't forget what he promised me."

Master Xing laughed, stared at the middle-aged man opposite and said.

Mr. Wang took a puff of his cigar and nodded: "Don't worry, it's just a bunch of broken bones. I'll give them to you if you want them. But I'm curious, why does Master Xing want those broken things?"

"The mountain man has his own magic, so there is no need for Mr. Wang to interfere."

Master Xing shook his head and said.

"Okay, by the way, I heard that a Qin King of Hell appeared in the provincial capital recently. It is said that he even dared to kill people from the royal family. He even killed the royal family's grand master. Does Master Xing know this person?"

Mr. Wang nodded and suddenly changed the topic and asked.

Master Xing shook his head: "I've never heard of him, but he was actually said to be very young, no more than twenty years old. To be able to kill a grandmaster at such a young age is indeed a bit shocking."

"Yes, if I can get such a person, then our Dafa Group will definitely be able to conquer the entire Yunxi City, and even the provincial capital!"

Wang Dafa sighed.

Master Xing raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered: "Mr. Wang, don't worry. When this master's magic weapon is refined, I won't be afraid even if you are a grandmaster. I will also be able to help you win the provincial capital!"

Wang Dafa was overjoyed when he heard this: "That's a good relationship!"

As he said that, he glanced at the dark sky outside and said, "Master Xing, is it almost time? Can we start?"

Master Xing nodded, stood up and said, "Let's get started."

The two then took the elevator to the top floor of the building.

At this time, on the rooftop of the building, an altar has been completed.

Master Xing put on a black robe and walked into the altar. He said to Wang Dafa: "Mr. Wang, don't let anyone get close to me for the next hour, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dafa quickly took a few steps back and assured: "Master Xing, please don't worry, I have asked people to seal off the entire top floor, and I will never disturb you."

"So good."

Master Xing nodded, and then sat cross-legged directly in front of the altar.

He saw a puppet placed on the altar in front of him. Master Xing did not say any nonsense, he directly used his power and began to perform his own magic.

The next second, I saw a blood rainbow flashing in the eyes of the puppet. Then, the puppet that was originally a dead thing actually stood up on its own!

Wang Dafa, who was standing behind, saw this scene and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Master Xing is really amazing!"

Master Xing did not stop, he bit his middle finger, quickly dabbed a drop of blood from his fingertip on the puppet's eyebrow, and then began to mutter something in his mouth.

"Puppet is a human being with vitality and vitality. It imitates your shape and plays your destiny!"

"Edict!"