152: Chapter 152 Something happened to the cemetery.

Chapter 152 Something happened to the cemetery.

"What?" "Why didn't you go to Difu?" I looked at him in confusion.

"If I'm not mistaken, this mysterious person behind the scenes must be trying to use their souls to create some hidden conspiracy." Yan Yichen said thoughtfully.

"How could this be?" "Isn't he helping me get revenge? Where is this going?" I became even more confused.

"This matter is still under investigation. We've already made some progress." Yan Yichen said solemnly.

Hearing his words, I finally relaxed.

Since Difu had intervened in this matter, it shouldn't be as terrifying as he had imagined.

If this mysterious person really was brewing something, then sooner or later, he would reveal any flaws.

"Go to sleep. With me around, nothing will happen." Yan Yichen suddenly hugged me and said.

Feeling the exhaustion between his brows, I didn't continue asking anymore and slowly closed my eyes.

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In the morning, while my father and I were having breakfast, the Old Jiao who was looking at the grave suddenly came to my house.

"Master Feng, something happened to the grave." Old Jiao said solemnly.

Old Jiao, it was our town that invited them to visit the cemetery. They also knew some Yin and Yang techniques.

It was more than enough to deal with some brats. It was obvious that the situation was serious today.

"Pa..." His father immediately put down his chopsticks and put the bag on his back. He quickly walked out.

As I watched my father leave, I didn't care about cleaning the table. I took a coat and followed behind.

The cemetery in the town had Zhang Qiang been there the last time.

Because there was nothing else, plus what happened last time, I never came here again.

Looking at the ruined tomb, a bad premonition hit his heart again.

"Master Feng, what do you think?" Old Jiao asked his father anxiously.

After all, Old Jiao duty was to protect the tomb from being violated.

So now that something like this had happened, he was naturally more anxious.

In a small country town like ours, they valued the cemetery very much.

The quality of the tomb was directly related to the future fate of the descendants.

Now that something like this had happened, it was truly a headache.

His father looked around and asked Old Jiao," What's going on?"

"Before I went to bed last night, I still saw that it was fine. When I came together in the morning, it turned out to be like this. If it was a human, I should have heard it, but I didn't make any noise at all." Old Jiao squatted down and reached out to grab his hair.

"Yes, this matter isn't that simple. Look at these corpses?" As his father spoke, he raised his finger and pointed at the dilapidated corpses scattered all over the place.

"Master Feng, you mean..." Old Jiao looked at the corpses and asked uncertainly.

"That's right, Qingfeng Town. Looks like it's going to be exhausted." His father sighed.

"What does Master Feng mean?" Old Jiao asked in confusion.

"Take the last Zhang Qiang incident as the best warning. It seems like he can't wait any longer." His father seemed to be muttering something that made me feel strange.

What warning? What could I not wait for? Why did I feel that the more I listened, the more confused I became.

Could it be that someone had deliberately turned Zhang Qiang into a zombie last time?

Thinking of this possibility, he felt a little scary.

Also, last time, it was a warning. This time, it couldn't be held back. Could it be that there was something bigger plot to happen?

"Dad, what do you know?" I looked at my father in confusion.

"Don't ask too many questions. It's as if we're about to reveal the truth." His father looked like he was ready to face the storm.

"Dad, what should we do?" "Don't do anything like this. Continue waiting?" I said worriedly.

"One step at a time, one step at a time. The soldiers will stop the water and cover the ground. All we can do now is wait." His father said solemnly.

"Old Jiao, this isn't a way to do it. Tell the people in the town to come here first." His father then looked at Old Jiao and said.

"But, but this..." Old Jiao eyes were filled with helplessness.

"Don't worry, I' ll explain to everyone. Just go and inform everyone to come." Knowing Old Jiao concern, his father patted him on the shoulder.

"Alright, alright. Then I'll have to Master Feng." After Old Jiao said that, he walked towards the town.

"Yu er, go as well." I was just about to say something when my father looked at me and ordered.

"Oh." I nodded.

Because Old Jiao had found a radio station in the town, it didn't take long for everyone to Golden meeting in the cemetery.

When everyone saw the battle in front of them, they were shocked.

Some people even started discussing.

"Villagers, everyone should have heard about what happened in our town recently, right?" His father looked at the crowd and shouted.

Because his father was in town, he could be considered someone who could speak well and was very warm-hearted.

Therefore, everyone could still listen to his father's words.

"Master Feng, what is going on?" Everyone asked.

"We've encountered great trouble in our town, so we need everyone to work together to fight against external forces. Today, I' m using this excuse to invite everyone here." His father looked at the crowd and said.

"What exactly happened?" Someone asked again.

"It's a long story. We' ve offended Qingfeng Town a thousand years ago..." His father told the people all about the Yan Yichen that day.

Actually, his father didn't want to tell everyone about it, but he did n' t want to talk about it.

So, he could only tell the truth. Of course, he had neglected some of his experiences. After all, it was such a frightening thing.

At that time, it wouldn't be good for the people to be flustered. Fortunately, the townsfolk had great respect for their father.

After the narration, everyone unanimously appealed and listened to his father's arrangement.

Under his father's organization, everyone worked together to return all the destroyed graves to their original positions. 2

Although we knew that it was pointless to do this now, it was better to do some superficial work to reassure everyone.

By the time everything was ready, it was almost evening.

My father and I stayed behind and did a legal act before returning home together.

Now, in order to avoid some terrible incidents, his father could only instruct everyone not to go out at night.

Although it didn't work, it could at least reduce some persecution.

"Yan Yichen, when did you come?" As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yan Yichen sitting on a wooden chair, as if he had been waiting for us for a long time.

"Father-in-law." Yan Yichen stood up and bowed to his father.

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