Chapter 89 (1/2)

”You What do you want me to do? ”

”Simple,” Yin Xun said faintly, ”tell me the whereabouts of Bai junzhuo.”

”No way!” Shen WuJie resolutely refused, ”that woman really owes a lesson, I must punish her well!”

Yan Xun's face was cold, looking straight into his eyes, and said word by word, ”tell me the whereabouts of Bai junhuo, or I will tie you back to Xuchang all the way.”

Shen WuJie expressed his sadness and said: ”you and I have known each other for many years, but you are fighting with me for a woman. Zisu...”

Yan Xun interrupted him impatiently, ”don't force me.”

Shen Wu Jie bit his teeth and turned his head and said, ”I put the woman in the coffin in the ancestral hall of the white mansion.”

After hearing this, Yin Xun turned to go out. Shen WuJie said again, ”zisu, where is my letter to contact Ma Lianzhou?”

”Don't worry. I've burned it.” With that, Yin Xun left.

In the end, Yin Xun was also hard hearted and soft hearted. When he found those letters in Malian Prefecture that day, his first reaction was to burn them all.

Shen WuJie sighed softly.

At the third quarter of Youshi, the coffins of Lin Bailian and Bai Juntao are escorted by a group of servants to the Bai family cemetery.

Bai junhuo in the coffin was shaken up by the turbulence. He was confused for a long time, and then suddenly remembered that he was still in the coffin.

Her acupoints had been untied, but the lack of air in the coffin made her weak. She opened her mouth and tried to cry for help, but she could only make a slight and inaudible sound.

At this time, the two coffins had been sent to the cemetery. People put the coffins into the pits dug in the daytime, and then began to landfill.

Bai junzhuo heard the sound from the top of the coffin. Knowing that someone was outside, he turned over and hit the wall of the coffin with all his strength. After several collisions, the people outside finally heard the sound and stopped to look at each other.

”Did you hear anything?”

”Yes,” said the other, looking at the coffin. ”It's like it's coming from inside.”

Listening to him, everyone stopped what they were doing and listened carefully to the movement inside the coffin. As expected, they heard the sound of pounding again and again.

”Lin Lin Is aunt Lin really dead? ” Someone asked in fear.

”I saw with my own eyes that her hands were broken, and when the knife that pierced her body was pulled out, her intestines were pulled out!”

”That's what's in there...” The speaker swallowed his saliva, widened his eyes and called, ”ghost!”

He took the lead to run away, and the one who was a little calmer behind also felt scared, so he proposed: ”it's too scary at night. Why don't you bury it in the daytime?”

Everyone agreed, so they finished work and went back to the government.

Inside Bai Jun Zhuo didn't know yet. He continued to bump into the coffin wall. His shoulder was sore. No one came to save her. He had to stop and breathe.

It's like drowning. Is it really going to die this time?

Heaven's great responsibility to this person, we must first work hard and starve his body and skin. She has suffered so many crimes and has not enjoyed the afterlife. How can she die like this?

Bai Jun gnaws his teeth and exerts all his strength to cover the coffin on top of his head. I don't know whether the servant is careless, or Shen WuJie, the dead pervert who plays tricks. The coffin cover is not nailed on.

With a sudden effort, the coffin cover was pushed away a little distance, and the fresh space with earthy smell came in from the outside. Bai junzhuo opened his mouth and took several puffs, and his body gradually recovered his strength.

After a rest, she pushed the lid off the coffin and climbed out of it. She put her hands together and said to Lin Bailian, ”Auntie, I've used up all my strength. I can't close the lid for you. Anyway, there are no wild animals near the high-level graves like Bai's, so it's hard for you to make a curtain day and night for you. Tomorrow, someone will come to cover you. I'm gone.”

With that, Bai junzhuo stepped on the coffin and ran out of the pit. It took a lot of effort to climb up. Her skirt was torn and her shoes fell into the pit. She couldn't go in to pick it up again. Don't mention how embarrassed she was.

Well, I'd better go back to the White House.

She sighed, stood up and was about to leave when a strong wind came from behind her, and Bai Jun shied subconsciously.

”Bai junzhuo, you give me my life!” Suddenly, a man sprang up behind him. He kicked Bai junzhuo down. He stepped up a few steps and stood in front of him. His hands trembled and stretched out to Bai junzhuo's neck.

Bai junzhuo opened his mouth and looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. He thought that his figure was a woman. His clothes were similar to Lin Bailian's. His hair was long and he could not see her face.

”Who are you?” Bai Jun Zhuo asked in a loud voice.

”Give me my life back!” The man didn't answer. He just said this.

Is this a ghost? It looks like Zhen Zi. But this is ancient China. How could there be Japanese female ghosts.

It's 100% human.

Of course, Bai junzhuo was not afraid of her. He reached out and touched her. Fortunately, the pervert didn't take the bag from her body.