Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Chapter 532

Judging from the color of the soil and the state of the surrounding weeds, it has been a while since the grave was opened.

I have seen a few tombs nearby, and I have not found Li's.

Considering that Li Qianggui and Li's passed away one after another, and that Li's have no relatives in the village for no reason, I am afraid that no one will start another grave for her, so the two are likely to be buried together.

In order to confirm the speculation, Shen Mo and Du Lai continued to excavate this half-cut grave.

The soil was loose, and the corpses were buried very shallow. Soon they dig out Li Qiang's remains.

The corpse has decayed into dead bones, there is no coffin, only a layer of straw mat, and there are obvious marks of hacking on the neck, which is undoubtedly Li Qianggui.

Shen Mo and Du Lai continued to dig down in an attempt to locate Li's body.

Although Li died after Li Qianggui, according to ancient customs, the wife was never allowed to be pressed against her husband when they were buried together.

If Li is not on the right side of Li Qianggui, it may only be deeper underground.

The wind was blowing rapidly, and the temperature dropped quickly. It was going to be dark.

And they have found nothing.

Flick--

A drop of rain fell on Bai Youwei's cheek, wet and cold.

She reached out and touched it, looking up at the sky.

The dark dark clouds covered the sky tightly and seamlessly, and more raindrops fell down, plopped, and then wowed.

The rain is getting bigger.

"Don't dig, let's go ..." Fu Miaoxue had already waited impatiently, stomping her feet in a hurry, she was afraid and nervous, lest Du Lai and Shen Mo dig something out of the ground.

Bai Youwei stared at the deeper and deeper pits without a word, and then looked at the dark forest around her. She finally said: "Come on, Li's body is not here."

The two men also felt little hope and came up one after another.

Du Lai took a breath and said, "Li Xiuzi's body is there, but Li's body is not there. Does this mean that Yun Mian has always been transported, not actually her husband's body, but her own? If we can make her Enter the earth to settle down, maybe she can stop. "

There is bound to be some reason for the non-stop female transport.

Or, there is no revenge;

Or, there is hope.

"You can try it." Shen Mo nodded slightly. "If she shipped it, it's really her bones, this method is worth a try."

Fu Miaoxue said: "But we don't even know her name and identity! Even if you make a new grave for her, the word" Li "can only be written on the tombstone!"

"Could it be that the key to clearing the game is to find out Li's true identity?" Bai Youwei contemplates and murmurs, "Look at night to see who the corpse she transported is."

They came down from the mountain and returned to the village.

At this time, the sky was completely dark.

In the darkness, only outside the courtyard door of the Lizheng family, the two hanging white lanterns glowed dimly. The faint light swayed as if it might be wiped out by rain at any time.

The village was dead and silent, and only the sound of rain and wind could be heard.

They sheltered from the rain at Li's house.

Every household closed their doors and windows, and only the uninhabited Li family could enter. If you ignore the rainy roof, the cards on the table, the paper on the ground, and the strong musty smell of moisture in the air, this place is barely enough for them to live.

In the strong wind and rain, they heard the hoarse and harsh singing last night, like an old tape recorder, creak began to come:

"In no time ...

Suddenly, the air was cold, and the clouds were everywhere.

The slave had to tighten the bow of his shoe, and he did not dare to stop.

Nowhere to live in the wilderness.

After a while,

After a bitter wind and bitter rain, wet the lapel.

Hey--

Yeah--

... "

Shen Mo frowned slightly, took Bai Youwei's hand, lowered her voice and asked, "Have you heard?"

Bai Youwei froze for a moment, thinking he was asking for singing, but Shen Mo continued: "The next door ... seems to be moving."

(End of this chapter)