Upon counting, it was discovered that, apart from Uncle Xia, everyone else was the same.
A perfectly healthy person turned into a ghost, and Cheng Yang didn't dare to make a sound.
But Xia Shu's physical weakness, and the recent appearance of so many strangers in the village, were telling Cheng Yang that their time was up.
If he could get all the villagers to leave without any resentment, Cheng Yang felt that digging up his own grave and taking his belongings wasn't something he couldn't do.
"This soil is really hard."
Although he was a ghost, Cheng Yang's body was still normal. He hadn't even dug a few times before his back started to ache.
As Cheng Yang rubbed his aching back, he heard footsteps approaching.
When I looked up, I was met with a bunch of surprised stares.
In this strange place, both sides were doing strange things, and the scene fell silent.
Bang!
Sweetie accidentally kicked something while walking around, and looked down to take a look.
Good heavens!
A tombstone carved from wood.
The Tomb of Cheng Yang!
Even though she was prepared, Sweetie was still startled.
Are you a human or a ghost?
One of the diners asked Sweetie what was on her mind.
"I must be a ghost, my corpse is lying here."
Pointing to the dug-up grave, Cheng Yang's smile remained unchanged.
Ghosts dig up their own graves, but they end up digging up their own.
This thriller story is sure to grab attention if it gets out.
"You've come at the perfect time. Could you help me dig up my grave? In exchange, I'll take you to see Boss Lu later."
The maze of the cemetery was useless against the people of Xiaohai Village; he only discovered it by accident.
“Last time we got lost here, he was the one who led us to Boss Lu.”
Having dealt with Cheng Yang for the second time, Mu Mu felt that Cheng Yang was quite trustworthy.
Many people know Mumu and Tiantian, two of the elderly customers of Boss Lu.
"You want to dig up a grave? I'll help you."
Zeng Si stepped out from the crowd, picked up a hoe, and started swinging his arm.
Zeng Si, who was burly and strong, had plenty of strength.
After someone took the lead, the others hesitated for a moment before joining in to help, taking out tools from their storage space and getting to work.
As for why magic is not used.
The atmosphere is right, and using a hoe is even more fitting.
More people means more work.
The bulging grave was quickly dug out, but instead of the corpse Cheng Yang had expected, there was only a wooden box about the width of a forearm.
Some diners fell silent.
Cheng Yang was also stunned for a moment, then knelt down and opened the wooden box that was somewhat rotten on the outside.
A putrid smell wafted out.
Inside was a set of clothes that Cheng Yang remembered wearing before.
"So it's a cenotaph."
"My body must have been eaten by those fish and shrimp."
The moon had not yet set, the night was hazy, the wind blew, and the wild grass rustled.
When Cheng Yang uttered these chilling words in a serious tone, the diners rubbed their arms to get rid of the goosebumps.
This ghost...it's really creepy.
Cheng Yang rummaged through the box again, found a small bag, opened it, and poured out a mid-grade spirit stone.
He remembered that he had saved this money for a long time.
"Why didn't Uncle Xia keep the spirit stones?"
Uncle Xia: Is this how you see me?
"It's not enough."
There were more than twenty villagers in front of the stall, including some elderly people, women, and children.
Even if he dug up the graves, it wouldn't be enough for them to eat.
Or...dig a few more?
Cheng Yang's gaze shifted to the direction of the other graves.
It's all for the sake of everyone; they won't mind, will they?
He remembered that Uncle Hua's family used to be quite wealthy, and there might have been many people buried with him in his grave.
Without hesitation, Cheng Yang grabbed a hoe and led the group toward Hua Li's grave.
A tombstone stood tall, and Cheng Yang couldn't help but chuckle as he thought about how Uncle Hua had been determined all these years to prove that he was the family that lived the best life in the village.
Even though they're all ghosts, they still have to compare themselves to others.
"Let's dig here too."
Cheng Yang seemed to be having a good time, but if you listened carefully, there was a slight tremor in his voice.
Cheng Yang, who was standing to the side, clenched his fist.
The cultivators were mostly knowledgeable and experienced, and many of them guessed some clues, but they didn't say anything and just followed instructions.
As Cheng Yang suspected, Uncle Hua's tomb contained a great deal of wealth.
Cheng Yang counted the spirit stones, took enough, and buried the rest back.
"Come with me."
With spirit stones clutched in his pocket, Cheng Yang led the way.
Time seemed to move slowly, yet it also seemed to pass quickly.
As dawn broke and the sun shone brightly, they spotted the food stall.
"It's a beautiful day today."
Cheng Yang sighed and walked to the stall to put down the spirit stones.
Big Yellow counted and called out to Lu Wu.
"The quantity is correct, you can eat now."
Lu Wu pointed to the ready-made pancakes on the stall as a gesture.
These people have a bottom line; they won't eat unless they're paid, but once they've ordered, she can't refuse.
Fortunately, I wasn't skipped out on my bill.
Looking at the fresh dust on the spirit stone, Lu Wu was a little puzzled.
Did you dig this out of some cave?
"Where did you get all these spirit stones, kid?"
Uncle Hua frowned as he looked at the spirit stones and pulled Cheng Yang aside to ask him a question.
"Don't agree to any requests from outsiders."
"People outside are all black-hearted."
Uncle Hua spoke with conviction.
The ruthless Lu Wu really wanted to remind her that it's better to whisper in private, since she heard everything.
"Ahem, Uncle Hua, you eat first."
Cheng Yang stuffed a pancake into Hua Li's mouth.
Before we even started eating, a little bit of sauce seeped out of the pancake and was caught by Uncle Hua's tongue.
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