Pei Mianman felt that what the other person said sounded strange, but when she heard him declare that she was his woman, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart and hugged him without saying anything more.
All the way, Zu An felt as if he were leaning against a ball of cotton. He thought to himself, no wonder those who rode motorcycles with women in his previous life always let them sit in the back. He had just subconsciously let Pei Mianman sit in the front. He was still too young.
The two of them remained immersed in their own emotions, neither willing to break the beautiful feeling.
Before I knew it, I had arrived at the suburban cemetery. Although the world is vast, you can't just be buried wherever you want, because the land may not be yours.
The land in the homes of ordinary people is not even enough to grow grain, and in the event of a disaster year, they may be unable to repay their loans and their land may be taken over by landlords.
The government often allocates a piece of wasteland to many people who cannot find a place to be buried. However, these people often have few family members left, and after one or two generations, there will be no more incense offerings and the graves will soon become lonely graves. Over time, this wasteland will become a mass burial ground.
As the trusted guards of the Duke of Yunzhong, their treatment was obviously much better.
The Duke of Yunzhong had specially allocated a piece of land within his fiefdom to bury his subordinates who died in the line of duty. Although he had disappeared, this system continued to be implemented well.
The area is planted with various pine and cypress trees, and dotted with various flowers, though of course there aren't many flowers now that it's winter.
The cemetery also has guards who regularly trim the flowers and plants to prevent wild animals from entering and damaging the graves.
However, on such a snowy day, they would all stay indoors warming themselves by the fire, and would not come out to investigate.
Zuan and his companion easily sneaked into the cemetery and, following the information given to them by their subordinates, found the tombs of the guards.
"Are we really going to dig up the grave?" Pei Mianman turned around awkwardly. The journey had been too bumpy, and the two of them had been pressed tightly together. She was still feeling numb all over and didn't want the other person to see her embarrassment.
Zuan nodded and said, "You stand over there, I'll take care of it."
Pei Mianman opened her mouth, wanting to offer her help, but then she thought about what the other person was going to do and decided against it.
"My lords, I did not mean to disturb you, but to seek justice for you. After all, if someone really harmed you, you would not want to die innocently, would you?" Zu An took out several incense sticks he had prepared, bowed to the group, and then began to act.
This is a world of cultivation, where everyone is a human excavator, so digging graves isn't as troublesome as you might imagine.
Soon a coffin was revealed. "This man is called Cheng Ba. He was ambushed by the demon race and his head was chopped off."
As he spoke, he moved the coffin lid, and a stench filled the air.
"Beware of corpse poison." Pei Mianman pointed her finger, and a wisp of black flame swept by, burning away all the poisonous gases.
"You're so meticulous." Zuan smiled before beginning to examine the remains inside.
Indeed, only the body skeleton remains; the head is replaced by a wooden carving.
Although the other person had been dead for several months, the climate in Yunzhong County was cold, so the body had not turned into bones.
“There’s no head left, what can you tell from that?” Pei Mianman covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and at the same time handed Zu An a handkerchief.
She would never have stayed in a place like this if it weren't for accompanying her lover.
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