Su Zikun swallowed hard. "I heard the scratching sound of fingernails digging into a coffin lid. Has our ancestor turned into a zombie?"

Grandpa He grew anxious and walked forward with his cane, saying, "I'm going to take a look. The ancestral graves can't be damaged. How can I face our ancestors in the afterlife?"

Su Zikun grabbed his hand, "Grandpa, don't go, let the master do it, she's amazing!"

Grandpa He picked up his cane and tapped his bottom, "What are you afraid of, you big guy? Even though the master is powerful, she's still just a little girl. Hurry up and go!"

“And you.” He stared at He Mohua and said in a commanding tone.

"Let's go take a look!!"

Hu Biao rolled up his sleeves and ran forward first, saying, "Damn, he hasn't been feeling well lately, he can't be frightened."

Lin Xi followed behind and said softly, "Let's go together. Children who are alone are more likely to be caught by ghosts."

Su Zikun shivered, and couldn't help but think of scenes from zombie movies.

If ancestors turn into zombies, the first to die will be one's relatives.

He scooped up Grandpa He in his arms and sprinted away, shouting, "Grandpa, we can't fall behind! Charge!"

Before Old Master He could react, he was already airborne, his cane slamming heavily to the ground.

"My cane fell down!!"

"Never mind that, just buy a new one!"

Strange noises came from the east side of the cemetery, like a large knife slicing across the ground, or like chopping bones.

Sizzle—!

The mound of earth throbbed, raising a cloud of dust.

Su Zikun pinched his nose. "There's a stench of corpses. Did my ancestor really become a zombie?"

Lin Xi stared intently at a certain spot. "This place is beautiful with clear waters and lush mountains, so evil energy can't gather here and it can't raise zombies."

"Either an alien zombie has taken over the nest, or someone is lying in a coffin causing trouble."

Su Zikun leaned towards the first one, "Which lunatic is so bored as to dig up someone else's ancestral grave?"

Linxi stopped in front of an unmarked tombstone; all the graves remained still.

The tombstone only had the date engraved on it; there was no name or photo. A small red flower was stuck in the grave mound.

Su Zikun had never seen a tombstone like this before. "Grandpa, who is buried here?"

In an instant, Old Master He understood, "My little grandson, He Jue..."

He's back; the little red flower is the signal.

Lin Xi stood on the grave, sensing the aura around her. "There's no corpse."

Grandpa He explained, "A cenotaph is a tomb where clothes are buried."

"That's the problem, I'll dig it up." Lin Xi said calmly, taking out a yellow talisman.

Su Zikun's lips twitched. His grandfather would definitely not agree to the master's straightforward and crude approach.

No normal person would agree to dig up their own grandson's grave.

It was his turn to appear again.

Su Zikun organized his thoughts and was about to speak.

Grandpa He spoke first, "Okay, you can dig."

Su Zikun's smile vanished; he had guessed wrong. He missed a step and nearly fell into the grave.

"Master, please dig."

Lin Xi unleashed a modified version of the Hurricane Talisman.

The strong wind whipped up the soil, revealing the black coffin underneath.

Sizzle, sizzle!!

The eerie sound became clearer, as if saying: "They're all dead!"

Su Zikun's eyes widened in shock. "Master, the coffin lid is speaking Japanese!"

Lin Xi frowned. "You all step back. There's the scent of a living person in the coffin."

Su Zikun's first reaction was, "Tomb raiders?! They actually stole from the He family's property."

Old Master He covered his mouth and said, "Get out of here."

Xiao Sun's head is unusual; could he be hiding inside it?

Grandpa He shook his head and sighed.

A bunch of traitors!

Lin Xi jumped into the pit and pressed down on the coffin lid with her bare hands. "Come out yourself, or should I ask you to come out?"

The hissing sound disappeared, followed by a faint, anxious young voice.

"I'm not a bad person, don't open it!"

The voice sounded familiar, and Lin Xi suddenly lifted the coffin lid.

"Aaaaaah—!!"

He huddled in a corner, his sleeve soaked with sweat, and his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Su Zikun rebuked him righteously, "You dare to dig up other people's graves, but you don't dare to show your face in public. Get up!"

Grandpa He thought the person in the coffin was his grandson, and he said softly, "Child, come out quickly."

"No, it was an accident, damn it..."

The person shut up, and tears streamed down their face.

Lin Xi grabbed his collar and lifted him up. "We've known each other before? Why are you afraid to see me?"

The mysterious man struggled frantically, as if he were being led to an execution, his screams like those of a pig being slaughtered.

"No! Don't look at me!!"

Lin Xi asked in confusion, "Have we met before?"

The mysterious man paused for a moment, then suddenly stopped shaking.

Yes, she didn't recognize his face at all.

He denied it three times: "Never seen me, don't know me, don't know me, let me go."

Lin Xi raised an eyebrow. "You're feeling guilty. Judging from your appearance, you've done a lot of bad things. Send you to the Special Administration Bureau to jail."

The man shook his head vigorously, "Special Administration Bureau, I'm not going."

Lin Xi paused, "A person practicing metaphysics who's afraid of the Special Administration Bureau? You're one of the organization!"

The man's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes darted around.

"no……"

Lin Xi glanced at him. "A large number of people in the organization died. You look like this, so cowardly and timid... You are Qingwu, a feng shui master from Southeast Asia!"

Qingwu's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died. Falling into the hands of the female demon was worse than death.

On their first meeting, the woman burned his clothes, and he ran naked in the street, where he was ridiculed by older women.

He was arrested on their second meeting!

Damn you, Shi Kong! I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations!

Qingwu weakly denied it, "No."

As he spoke, he laughed angrily, "Haha, that's right, I am Qingwu, you once burned my pants..."

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