Chapter 1031 Dong Dong Dong

The woman turned into a narrow path.

There are bushes and lush vegetation on both sides.

The scattered sunlight sprinkled on the road ahead of them and on their bodies.

It adds a bit of warmth to this quiet atmosphere.

“The scenery here is nice.”

The man with black-framed glasses looked around and spoke with inspiration.

"That is."

The woman panted slightly, "This is a Feng Shui treasure land."

"Otherwise, Zhangjia Village would not have chosen this place as their cemetery after their death."

"A Feng Shui treasure land?"

Xiao Xiao looked up and muttered to himself.

The dense and crisscrossing branches and leaves above block the view from bottom to top.

"what?"

The woman who vaguely heard what Mr. Xiao Xiao said turned to look at Xiao Xiao, "Mr. Xiao Xiao, what did you say?"

"nothing."

Xiao Xiao shook his head, "Are we almost there?"

The woman didn't care.

She looked ahead and said, "Well, we'll be there soon."

"Rongrong's grave is just ahead."

"arrive."

The woman stopped and looked at the tombstone in front of her with a serious look, "Mr. Xiao Xiao, this is Rongrong's grave."

She cried the day before yesterday.

Standing in front of this tombstone again today, she felt her eyes were very dry.

She looked up at the sky, which was surrounded by branches growing wildly, leaving only a small piece of sky.

The azure color brightens people's mood.

It was stormy and dark on the way here.

The weather is so unpredictable.

Just like human destiny.

No one knows what they will face next.
Even death can come unexpectedly.

After staring at the sky for a while, she turned to look at Xiao Xiao, "Mr. Xiao Xiao-"

"Wait a moment!"

The woman was interrupted before she finished her words by the man with black-framed glasses.

"How-"

The woman subconsciously asked, but saw the man put his finger in front of his lips, "Shh~"

Although the woman didn't understand, she obediently shut her mouth.

For a moment, the cemetery was unbelievably quiet.

There is a feeling of total silence.

Everyone inside could clearly hear the rustling of the breeze through the branches and leaves, as well as the "dong dong dong" sound? !
what sound?
The woman's eyes suddenly widened. It was as if something was hitting? banging? hitting the wooden board?
She pricked up her ears to carefully identify the source of the sound and moved her feet slightly.

Then, her face was filled with shock and even horror.

She turned back stiffly, "Maybe I heard it wrong?"

"otherwise-"

"How do I feel about the sound?"

The woman looked at the tombstone right in front of her, "Is it coming from down there?"

"hehe."

"how is this possible?"

"Down here—"

But it’s Rongrong’s coffin!

"You heard that right."

The man with black-framed glasses pushed his glasses up on his nose and said, "Because I also think the sound is coming from under the tombstone."

He reached out and grabbed the woman's arm, leading her back a few steps. "The situation is unclear right now, so it's better not to get too close to the tombstone."

The doubtful woman followed the force of the man with black-framed glasses pulling her away from the tombstone.

She suddenly felt a little weird in her heart.

"that."

"correct!"

The woman suddenly thought of something, and her face suddenly became excited, "Could it be-"

She took a deep breath, "Rongrong, Rongrong is not dead yet?"

"Isn't there a similar report in the news?"

The woman explained in a hurried tone, "Those who were thought dead were placed in coffins and buried in the ground."

"But the person came back to life."

"It's a miracle!"

"Rongrong, will it be the same?!"

The man with black-framed glasses was stunned.

Such conjecture.
But, "It's been buried in the ground for two days." The man whispered to himself, "In this case..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

Looking up at the sky, he stretched out a hand.

Soon, a cool feeling fell on the palm of his hand.

"It's raining."

The man was a little surprised and had a headache. "It's raining again."

"None of us brought an umbrella."

Why is it raining so much today?
The man was very confused because the weather forecast clearly said it would be sunny today.

"Ah, it's raining?"

The woman reacted a beat late.

Then she waved her hands, "Don't worry about whether it rains or not, we have to rescue Rongrong quickly!"

She had completely believed in the guess that had just occurred to her.

Thinking that Rongrong might still be alive, she couldn't calm down at all.

"Mr. Xiao Xiao."

She turned to look at Xiao Xiao. At this moment, she had completely forgotten the original purpose of coming here.

Although she had no idea why Xiao Xiao came here.

"Please help me."

Digging out the coffin is not an easy task.

It can even be said to be a rather arduous task.

One more person means more power.

But, she frowned, "We don't have the tools."

She walked a few steps to the tombstone.

Since she knew that Rongrong might be alive, she had nothing to be afraid of about that voice.

that voice
Rongrong is also struggling desperately to get out, right?

Otherwise, the suffocating air would kill her again.

This time, it is real death.

She reached out and touched the tombstone, "Rongrong, wait for me."

"I will rescue you soon."

"I will definitely rescue you."

"Whoosh~"

The sound of the wind grew louder and louder, becoming more and more powerful.

Fortunately, the rain was not heavy, just a few drops.

This sudden storm confirmed Xiao Xiao's previous guess.

There's nothing pretty in the coffin in this cemetery.

"Gu Xiaozhao."

Xiao Xiao looked at the woman squatting on the ground with her back to him, "Your friend is dead."

"She's not dead."

The woman subconsciously retorted, "What else is this sound?"

"This is obviously the sound of Rongrong knocking on the coffin!"

"Banging on the coffin-"

Xiao Xiao paused, "He is not your friend."

"Hey?"

The woman unconsciously made a puzzled sound and her face was stunned.

Not her friend?

Who could that be?

This is her friend's grave.

The only person lying in this coffin is her friend.

"You guys stand back."

Xiao Xiao said to the two of them.

"what?"

The woman and the man with black-framed glasses said in unison.

Hearing each other's voices, the two looked at each other.

This Mr. Xiao Xiao really doesn't play by the rules.

Why do we ask them to retreat for no reason?
"Back off."

Xiao Xiao lowered his voice slightly.

Before the woman and the man with black-framed glasses could react, their bodies had already moved on their own and slowly retreated to the edge of the cemetery.

"Don't take a step forward."

After saying this, Xiao Xiao turned around and walked to the front of the tombstone.

The woman standing there in a daze and the man with black-framed glasses:
Are they quarantined?

"That. Rongrong"

The woman's face was anxious, and she raised and put her feet down, and then raised them up again.

(End of this chapter)