The more Old Lady Wang thought about it, the more uneasy she became, and she returned to her room in a daze.
The remaining few people looked at each other, not daring to stay any longer, and returned to their rooms.
That night, because Old Lady Wang was worried about her daughter, whenever she closed her eyes, she would see her daughter standing in the darkness covered in blood, crying out heart-wrenchingly, "Mom, save me!"
Before dawn, she was awakened by a nightmare again. Thinking of her daughter who had been out of contact for a long time and the daughter that Lao Zhao mentioned, her heart began to palpitate and she had difficulty breathing.
I might as well not sleep. I was the one who decided to do such a shameful thing as digging up someone's grave. Now the real owner has come to threaten me, so I have to solve it as soon as possible to avoid the matter from getting out of hand and becoming known to everyone.
The most important thing is not to let Xiaomei know.
This was the future his grandson had worked so hard to secure! In the days since Xiaomei returned, his grandson had repeatedly warned them to treat his wife well and never behave rudely in front of her.
They have been doing well for so many days, but something unexpected happened last night. I hope Xiaomei is not so sensitive.
Early in the morning, Old Lady Wang, with a heavy heart, took her two sons with her. She simply bought some things needed for visiting the grave and went to the cemetery. After working for a whole morning, they finally changed the grave.
On her way back, she passed by Old Zhao's house and saw the father and son having lunch. After thinking about it again and again, Old Mrs. Wang finally stepped in.
She walked over to Old Zhao, who was lying on a rattan chair, and whispered, "I've already got that grave back."
Mr. Zhao raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, but ignored her and continued to rest with his eyes closed.
In fact, when the Wang family just started moving the coffin, a steady stream of blessings poured into them, and their stagnant cultivation instantly broke through at that moment.
Mr. Zhao already knew it without her having to say it specifically.
Seeing the person standing there, it didn't look like he was there to tell him this matter. Instead, it seemed like he had another thing to ask him, but was too embarrassed to ask.
Seeing that no one spoke, Mr. Zhao didn't speak either. He closed his eyes and rested leisurely.
The competition is about who gets impatient first!
Old Lady Wang and the others came to ask her. After waiting for a long time and seeing that she didn't move, she became anxious and asked embarrassedly, "Old Zhao, is my daughter really dead?"
God knows how much courage she mustered to ask this question. She stared at Lao Zhao expectantly, hoping that Lao Zhao would personally admit that he was joking last night.
"Yeah!" Old Master Zhao nodded and replied, "Why would I curse her if I had nothing to do? I did see her in the underworld. I originally thought you all knew, but from the looks of you last night, it seems you were still clueless."
"Poor little girl, she's mentally unstable, missing a soul and a spirit, unable to be reincarnated. She wanders the underworld like a walking corpse all day long. Like a lonely ghost."
Mr. Zhao's heart ached just thinking about the scenes of seeing that child several times.
"Oh, how pitiful!" He shook his head and continued to rest with his eyes closed, ignoring Old Lady Wang who was standing there in a daze.
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