I see the snow

This tomb is unremarkable, and at first glance, there is nothing conspicuous.

The name of the deceased is written on the inscription, what is the name of "Chen Wu".

Probably a woman whose husband's surname is Chen and her father's surname is Wu.

The time of death was half a year ago, and the person who erected the monument was her husband.

"Houshang dug this grave?"

After hearing Xi Huai's words, Yin Zhichuan frowned tightly, a little in disbelief: "Why?"

In fact, Xi Huai didn't know why.

From the perspective of motive, Xi Huai initially suspected that Hou Shang was making a living by stealing the funeral objects of the deceased.

This is why he is clearly only doing the job of a grave keeper with little pay, but he can spend a lot of money in the gambling house.

So Xi Huai went to find him to gamble——

He wanted to put pressure on Hou Shang's money, and make him owe another sum of money after he gambled away his savings.In this way, Hou Shang will inevitably return to his old business and once again steal the funeral objects of the dead.

Xi Huai deliberately allowed time for Hou Shang's activities - yesterday was just a draw, today is the real bet.

When they came here, some of Xihuai's conjectures were also confirmed. Most of the tombs here have traces of being moved.

But what is a little unexpected is that this passive tomb is poor and simple, and it can even be said to be shabby.

——What do you want to do with such a tomb?

"Could it be that the lack of money is too severe, so I have to try every one?"

Yin Zhichuan folded his arms, frowned and suggested.

"Maybe."

Xi Huai replied, "But, here."

The young man walked to a very intact tomb that had obviously not been excavated, and indicated: "This tomb is much better than that of 'Chen Wu's'. In terms of probability, isn't it more likely to get the tomb by digging this one?" Is it a rich burial object?"

"—but Houshang gave it up. Why?"

Yinzhichuan followed Xihuai's gaze, and indeed saw a much more respectable tombstone standing there.

... If Hou Shang is really a habitual offender of stealing funeral objects, then most of the graves he manages will fall into his hands.

There is no such thing as which one to steal and which one to let go.

"Could it be his relative?"

Yinzhichuan made a light-hearted joke: "It's his uncle lying underneath, so it's not easy to do anything."

Xi Huai slightly bent his lips, but he didn't smile too seriously.

"Hold him for a while, just ask if he's okay, don't take it too seriously."

Yin Zhichuan looked at Xi Huai's serious face, full of thoughts, and wanted to poke his cheek: "Don't frown all the time. You are 'Zhuyan', you should smile more and be more open."

Only then was Xi Huai's tense face relaxed by him, and he gave Yin Zhichuan a slightly angry look.

"That's easy to say."

He said softly, "As if you would tell the truth if you asked."

"Then let me find a way for you to make him tell the truth."

Yinzhichuan smiled and said, "Come on, come down. Be careful...don't keep standing on the grave, the soil is so dirty."

Xi Huai was wearing a pair of white boots, which had been stained a lot since he set foot on this wilderness.

Seeing that the soil on the mound was even more slippery, Yin Zhichuan opened his hands, gently wrapped his arms around Xi Huai's waist, and carried him down.

The two continued to walk towards Hou Shang's shack.

But on the way, Xi Huai memorized the numbers silently, and found something quite strange——

The graves that have been excavated are indeed more shabby on the surface, almost accounting for seven or eight out of ten of the total!

All the tombs targeted by Hou Shang showed a strange bipolar state:

Either it is extremely luxurious, and it is the tomb of a wealthy Xiangkun at a glance; or it is extremely simple, and it is obvious that a poor person is buried forever.

And the most important thing is that almost without exception, the graves of these impoverished people who have been moved by Hou Shang are all women.

"Fortunately, Zhaoyue left."

Walking and walking, seeing too many tombs of young women who died in fragrance, Yin Zhichuan suddenly said nothing.

Xi Huai was startled, paused, and said, "Yes."

"I don't know... how are those 'river god's brides' who can't leave now?"

Because of Chu Yuan and Lin Kun's counterattack, Qin Tianjian was in a slump for a while.But then after the poisoner and the strange dream, they came back together and threatened the people even more than before.

The "Bride of the River God", who was finally released back home, was also arrested again.

The only person on the list who really escaped was Zhaoyue who left Hoshino Capital early.

Thinking of her and fourth brother's death without any cause, and the farewell with the sword dance upstairs in the gentleman's building, Yinzhichuan felt a little lost again.

When she returned to the country, she might marry a strange country man at some point in the future.After that, the name "Banking Bank" has nothing to do with it for the rest of my life.

"Forget it."

Aware of Yin Zhichuan's absence, Xi Huai said softly: "In this world, there are always more partings than reunions. The fate between people is very shallow when you really look into it."

"The clouds gather and disperse, and the years are long. When we get together, even if we quarrel, when we lose it and recall it, we may burst into tears."

Sometimes Xi Huai would say something that surprised Yin Zhichuan secretly.

He didn't know how painful realizations and sad memories he had to see the world so clearly and clearly.

"you……"

Yinzhichuan opened his mouth, but Xihuai waved his hand slightly, before he could speak, he signaled that he was okay, then he frowned lightly, and continued to walk forward.

Hou Shang's residence is on the outer edge of the cemetery.

Yinzhichuan and Xihuai walked all the way, they were all deserted, and there was no one.

Looking at these new and old graves, Xi Huai remembered what Yin Zhichuan had said earlier.

He was never afraid of death, but since Yin Zhichuan said that day, Xihuai secretly looked forward to death.

"Is this where the kid surnamed Hou lives?"

Walking to a shack built with only a few planks and waterproof cloth, Yin Zhichuan rubbed his chin and thought.

Xi Huai also looked at such a simple and almost shabby residence, and frowned slightly.

No wonder the two of them hesitated, it was because the shed in front of them was too simple.

It is about half the size of a stable, with thatch spread messily inside and out.Standing outside the door from a distance, I saw a few pieces of rags nestled inside the house like a homeless man.

A corroded plank hangs precariously on an iron shaft, barely a door.

"He has so many gold bars...why don't he buy a better house and live here like a beast?"

Yinzhichuan was silent for a long while, and said in amazement.

He believed that he used to march and fight, and stayed in many places with harsh environments.But now seeing Hou Shang who would rather lose his money in a gambling shop than improve his living environment, he feels that he still knows too little about human endurance.

"Perhaps there is a reason."

Xi Huai frowned, he noticed that not far from Houshang's shack, there seemed to be a new tomb, but there was no stele.Subconsciously said: "Let's go, take a closer look."

In the wilderness here, there is nothing but solitary mounds.Hou Shang didn't look like he was at home either.

Except for wild ghosts, there is probably nothing offensive.

As a person who never believed in gods, Buddhas and ghosts, Xi Huai naturally prepared to lean over——

"Be careful……!"

However, the second he took a step, Yin Zhichuan suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him back suddenly——

Just hearing the sound of "咻——", dozens of hemp ropes suddenly pulled out from the seemingly peaceful ground just now, sharply driving the iron spikes.The leaves and soil rustled, and the sharp thorns approached from all directions towards the west!

Fortunately, Yin Zhichuan held him back, and this subsequent retreat became a crucial evasion. If it was a second later, Xi Huai would have been caught in the waist by these traps!

"hiss……"

Xi Huai's white clothes were torn, and he panted softly in Yinzhichuan's arms with some lingering shock.

"Are you hurt?"

Yinzhichuan hurriedly checked his situation, Xihuai shook his head.

However, it's one thing not to get hurt, but it's another thing to attempt to do something to Xi Huai.

Yin Zhichuan, who had always been careless and careless, gradually changed his face. He tiptoed, picked up a branch and held it in his hand, and slowly clenched it——

"come out!"

It was naturally impossible to show up, but in response, Hou Shang activated more traps.

No one expected that so many traps would be set up in such a crude mass grave where the head could be seen at a glance.

Hou Shang... This person is far more complicated than they imagined.

All kinds of handmade iron hooks, wooden thorns, and fences with barbs fell from the sky. Yinzhichuan was holding a thin dry branch with his bare hands.

He blocked the arrows with dead branches, and protected Xi Huai behind him.

However, a dead branch is a dead branch after all, it is too fragile, and it broke from the middle after only a few strokes.

Yin Zhichuan cursed secretly, pulled out a folding fan from his waist, used the fan handle as a dagger, and twirled it on his fingertips.

The arrow hit the expensive fan bone of white jade, making a crisp sound of "jingling jingling".

Xi Huai looked at Yinzhichuan standing in front of him, looking through all kinds of flying arrows and stones, looking for loopholes in the mechanism.

These traps are hard to get rid of for a while, and Hou Shang has already prepared for a long time.

It must be more than just last night.

But why is he?

Xi Huai's thoughts turned quickly: Hou Shang is such a grave guard, there is no reason to set so many traps near his residence.

Unless he knew someone would definitely come to his door?

So the preparations were already made near the shack?

"There he is—!!"

Suddenly, the corner of Xi Huai's eyes flashed slightly, and he caught a glimpse of a fleeting figure, and immediately shouted at Yin Zhichuan.

Immediately, Yin Zhichuan turned his wrist, peeled off a fan bone and shot, roaring to avoid all obstacles, and shot straight at Hou Shang ruthlessly and steadily.

After all, it is a skill practiced by attacking cities and fortresses among thousands of armies. It is okay for a while to plot, but when it comes to real action, Yin Zhichuan can beat Hou Shangbu's ten-year machine defense with just his knees.

Hou Shang was shot through the knee by the fan bone and shot from the knee bend, and was severely stuck in the joint.

The man screamed in pain, his escape steps stopped suddenly, and he fell to the ground.

The rope controlling the machine defense also slipped out of his hands, and Yin Zhichuan kicked away those disused barb fences, stepping on the man's back.Grind it hard.

"Run again?"

He gritted his teeth and said, "Dare to plot against you, Seventh Young Master, I'm getting impatient with you."