Chapter 1795: Moving the Grave
Without the control of his eldest cousin, Yang Long hurriedly struggled up from the ground, and then saw his eyes darting around, looking for opportunities to escape.
“You really want to run away? If I have such a big group of people, if they can’t even watch you, they might as well kill you!”
Chu Heng raised the corner of his mouth when he saw this! A sneer, a grab He pulled his collar to the side of the Volga car, then opened the back door and pulled out Qin Xian who was being watched by Fan Huosheng. Then he grabbed Yang Long's hair extremely roughly and pushed his head towards Qin Xian. Get together in front of me.
“Do you know me?”
"..."
Yang Long shut his mouth tightly and showed an uncooperative posture.
"Oh, are you deaf?"
Chu Heng was not angry, and pushed Yang Long to the pony with a gentle push, waved his hand and ordered: "Give it to him Treat the ears.”
“Yes!”
Xiao Ma laughed ferociously, and immediately surrounded Yang Long with a few evil men who looked like wolves and tigers, and started punching and kicking him.
At first he was quite stubborn and silent, but when the punches and kicks on his body became heavier and heavier, Yang Long finally couldn't help it and let out screams of pain.
“Ouch!”
“Ah!”
“Stop fighting, stop fighting! I know him, I know him!”
Soon, Yang Long relaxed.
“Zhente is such a bitch!”
Hearing this, Chu Heng stepped forward, lowered his head and looked down at Yang Long who was squatting on the ground, and asked indifferently: “The Qin family Where have you buried the old man?”
“Xishan, buried in the woods at the foot of the mountain,” Yang Long said quickly.
The eldest cousin came over at this time, frowned and asked: "Your home is in Daxing, why do you want to bury people in Xishan?"
Yang Long lowered his head, his eyes flickered, and said: "On the way I brought the old man back, he said he wanted to see the Xishan Mountains. Unexpectedly, no one was there until we arrived, so I buried him there."
< br>"Then how did he die?" the eldest cousin asked again.
Yang Long's face stiffened for a moment, and then he said: "Just...he was just talking when he suddenly died."
"Haha!"
After hearing this, Chu Heng smiled coldly and asked Xiao Ma to take Qin Xian to the truck. He and his eldest cousin took Yang Long back to Volga. Then the group set off again, heading towards the west mountain. go.
The journey was bumpy and bumpy, and it took them two hours to reach Xishan.
Then under the guidance of Yang Long, he drove to the forest where the old man of the Qin family was buried.
The forest is very large, stretching from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
It was winter, and there were several heavy snowfalls in Sijiucheng. The forest was completely white, and the snow was almost touching my legs.
Chu Heng stood at the edge of the forest, took a look at the situation inside, and grabbed Yang Long who was standing aside: "Where is the grave?"
Yang Long, who was still cuffed on his hands, tapped a path in front of him with his chin and said: "Go in from this area."
"Lead the way!"
Chu Heng said to Xiao Ma gestured.
He immediately stepped forward with a man, one on the left and the other on the right, escorting Yang Long into the forest path.
Immediately Chu Heng, Qin Jingru and others followed closely, while the remaining men walked at the end carrying the coffin and tools.
After the group of people walked through the snow for more than 20 minutes, Yang Long, who was walking in front, suddenly led them off the path and walked deep into the dense forest.
After walking like this for more than ten minutes, there were more and more dead weeds, thorns and some large and small trees on the road, and the road became more and more difficult to walk. Chu Heng realized that something was wrong. His brows slowly wrinkled.
How can there be any need to go so far to bury people normally?
Unless...
"Brother Chu, I think there is something wrong with this guy."
Fan Huosheng stepped forward at this time and whispered beside Chu Heng: "Look at this road, it is getting more and more difficult to walk. Why would you bury yourself in a place like this? He hurried as if he was afraid of being discovered by others."
"Don't say it!" The eldest cousin next to her also reacted after hearing this, frowning and said: "Is this guy really a ghost?" "Wait a minute. We'll talk about it when we get there." Chu Heng looked at Yang Long in front of him coldly, then turned to look at the men carrying the coffin and carrying tools behind him, and asked, "Are you guys tired?"
"No need, Mr. Chu, hold on!"
The men smiled at him with relaxed faces.
"That's it, if you can't walk anymore, just say it." Chu Heng felt relieved and continued on his way.
After five or six minutes of this, Yang Long finally led them to a stop in front of a small snowdrift.
"That's it, the old man is buried here."
"Dad!"
Qin Jingru, who had not said much along the way, burst into tears when she heard this, and took a few steps He stepped forward and threw himself in front of the grave, crying bitterly.
The eldest cousin quickly stepped forward to comfort her.
Then Qin Xian came forward with red eyes and knelt in front of the grave with Qin Jingru.
“It’s time to pretend to be a filial son!”
Chu Heng snorted coldly at him, turned to the men behind him and ordered: “Let’s get started, brothers.”< br>
“Alas!”
Everyone immediately got busy. Some came forward with tools, while others went to the coffin to take out the prepared tributes, paper money and other items.
"Okay, Jingru, get up and take the old man back first."
Chu Heng also stepped forward and helped Qin Jingru aside.
Immediately, a group of men came forward and scattered a circle of paper money, and after placing tributes, a man handed a few incense sticks to Qin Jingru: "Sister Qin, put some incense sticks on the old man, and then chant ."
Qin Jingru sniffed, sobbed, and knelt down in front of the grave. She put the incense stick in her hand on the ground and cried: "Dad, my daughter has taken you home!"< br>
After saying this, she kowtowed heavily on the ground several times.
"Go home, dad." Qin Xian knelt down and put on the incense sticks, kowtowed a few times, with a look of shame on his face.
“Let’s do it!”
Then a man greeted the others, and then led a few people to dig the grave with tools.
Digging in the winter is a very laborious task, because the soil is so frozen that it is as solid as stones. Even if these guys are big and round, with all their strength, they can round their arms. This pickaxe can only dig out a small piece of soil.
Chu Heng and others looked at the men digging in the soil, becoming more and more suspicious.
They were digging so hard with tools. It was obviously impossible for Yang Long to dig the hole with his hands alone, and it was also unrealistic. He must have been carrying tools.
And he said before that Mr. Qin died when he arrived at Xishan, which doesn't make sense.
People are not dead yet, what the hell are you doing with tools?
Or is it that you can pinch and count, and you can die if you know where to go?
As a result, several of them became more and more suspicious of the cause of Mr. Qin's death.
As the grave was gradually dug up, Yang Long, who was still being escorted by the pony on the other side, became increasingly panicked.
After a while, the grave bag was finally completely dug up.
"I saw the old man! Be careful!"
I saw a man suddenly shouting, and the others stopped and backed away from the grave. A few of them were holding shovels. The guy stepped forward and carefully cleaned the soil from the body.
Chu Heng and others immediately stepped forward.
At this time, a piece of clothes could be seen from the pit, but soon the soil was almost cleared, and they finally saw Mr. Qin.
In the dead of winter, the corpse didn't change much. It wasn't very scary, but the expression on the old man's face was very strange. His eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and his face was full of anger.
“Dad!”
Finally seeing her father’s body, Qin Jingru’s body, which had been holding on for a long time, suddenly became limp and collapsed to the ground.
But at this time, Chu Heng and others had no intention of comforting her. The moment the old man's body was carried out, Chu Heng, his eldest cousin, and Fan Huosheng immediately stepped forward to check.
"There is a wound on the back of the head! The occipital bone is collapsed, and it was obviously hit by a blunt instrument!"
Fan Huosheng soon found out, and the expressions of Chu Heng and his eldest cousin changed instantly after hearing this. Get upright.