A hand suddenly grabbed the edge of the coffin.
Slender, pale, emaciated, with slight blue veins when exerted.
"Is it easy for me to stay with the dead all the way, you don't say to pull me."
Ling Shu coughed a few more times, and cooperated with Lao Yuan to lift the lid of the coffin a little further, barely sticking out his head and shoulders.
"Ouch!"
He gasped.
Lao Yuan: "What's wrong?"
Ling Shu: "I seem to be stepping on the chest of the second master's daughter-in-law. I won't break her sternum, right?"
Lao Yuan: …
He couldn't do anything about Ling Shu, so he stretched out his hand and pulled the man out.
"lighter!"
"Are you a big girl of yellow flowers? I'm not too strong. When you lived without food for three days and three nights and lived by eating snow, you weren't so delicate, and you said that I can't do it. Now in the end. Who can't?"
The feng shui took turns, and Lao Yuan couldn't help sneering.
He was usually taciturn, and others thought he was a live mute. If the Fourth Master and the others saw this live mute, it would be a series of words, and they could be ghosted for Lao Yuan.
But to Ling Shu, this old Yuan was the old Yuan he knew.
For those who want to talk, Lao Yuan can be like a chatterbox, talking for three days and three nights without stopping.
Obviously, in the Guan family before, after the old man left, there was no desire for him to speak.
"Can I compare with you, I have major injuries and minor injuries, my bones hurt on rainy days, and a little injury can cause a fever and a cold. If it wasn't for the effort it took to get out of that hairy guy two days ago, we would fight now, You may not be my opponent!"
Ling Shu couldn't speak for so long, he coughed intermittently, and with some strength, he climbed out of the coffin and sat directly on the ground without moving.
"Come on, you can still blow it. If I hadn't knocked you out with a slap outside the hospital before, you can just run in and throw yourself in the net, and it will look good then!"
Lao Yuan found that Ling Shu's face sank as soon as he finished speaking.
When that beautiful face was not smiling at all, it looked quite scary.
Lao Yuan has seen Ling Shu look like this.
At that time, he had just killed five or six enemies, and lost five or six comrades in arms. He and Lao Yuan were crawling and rolling in the sea of corpses and blood, and he managed to save his life, and his body was full of bloody murderous aura.
At that time, Ling Shu, when encountering gods and killing gods, meeting demons and killing demons, the gods and demons were unstoppable, and even he did not dare to provoke them.
At that time, Ling Shu was very young and in good health. He could walk dozens of miles on his back. If it weren't for Ling Shu, he might have become a ghost now, wandering around somewhere.
After the reunion, Ling Shu was almost unrecognizable by Lao Yuan at first glance.
The appearance is the same as before, but the spirit is obviously much worse than before.
If you can walk two steps, you will gasp. If you can sit, you will never lie down. If you can be lazy, you will never be diligent. You must eat carefully. If you sleep without the bed and bedding, you will catch cold. Ling Shu, who doesn't change his face
At this moment, the man stopped smiling, and looked a bit like before.
"You value Yue Dingtang? What relationship do you have with him, isn't it a superior?"
"After this matter is done, I want to go back to the city." Ling Shu answered nonchalantly.
Lao Yuan frowned: "Have you lost your mind and gone mad? Now in the eyes of the Guan family, you are the murderer of the second daughter-in-law. What do you want to do when you go back and take the initiative to deliver it to your door? Is Yue Dingtang so important to you?"
Ling Shu was silent.
Lao Yuan: "But don't you think this time is very strange? He went out on the front foot, and the car exploded on the back. Well, even if someone wants to blow up the Japanese and blows up the wrong car, what happens later? He is alone He was hospitalized, and he was not with other people. Why would anyone want him to die? He was close to Ying Zuo, and Ying Zuo was a member of the Municipal Office, so what did Yue Dingtang do with the Japanese, right? Yue Dingtang It is the blood relative of Grandpa Guan, if he is not suspicious, I naturally hope that he is safe and sound."
Ling Shu sighed: "I know that he hides deeply, that we go in and out together every day, and he also hides something from me, and I also know that the second child of Yue has a good relationship with the Japanese, what you said, I I know all. But when I close my eyes now, he is dangling in front of me in a state of being blown to death. If you don't let me take a look, I can't feel at ease. Don't worry, I know what to do. I'll help you get things done and post it, but I'm not familiar with Fengtian City, and I may need your help at that time."
Lao Yuan sneered: "Now, because of the assassination of that big man, the city is full of storms, and people are searching everywhere. People want to escape, but you want to go back. Are you tired of living?"
Ling Shu smiled.
His smile was light and easy, as if he didn't pay attention to this issue at all.
As soon as the words came out, Lao Yuan couldn't laugh.
"My life, as early as that time, was gone. It is a blessing to be alive to this day. You won't let me do what I want to do?"
Lao Yuan was speechless for a moment.
He remembered the bullet that Ling Shu had blocked for him at that time.
The clothes were open, and blood came out from the wound, as if he didn't want money, and he felt chills.
But Ling Shu actually survived.
After years of separation, it is still alive and well to this day.
At the turn of life and death, the old friend reunited, and they should have been pleasantly surprised, but they pulled him into another vortex.
"sorry."
Lao Yuan muttered, he fumbled in his pocket for a long time, took out a pipe and a handful of shredded tobacco, lit it and started smoking.
"Yo, I've known you for so many years, it's the first time I heard you say I'm sorry." Ling Shu was delighted, "Don't just say no, go back ten times, you owe me a discount."
Lao Yuan laughed and scolded: "You haven't changed your problem of asking for money!"
Ling Shu: "That's not right, my family is poor, so I should be in charge early!"
After arguing and resting enough, the two began to move things outside the coffin.
Not moving the corpse, but what's under the corpse.
Lao Yuan probed his hands to dig and dig, took out a small yellow cloth bag, carefully placed it at his feet, and began to dig out again.
Looking at Ling Shu again, he also behaved like him.
In the end, the two dug a total of five such small yellow cloth bags from the coffin.
These cloth bags were buried at the bottom of the coffin and covered with rice. He's body was placed on top, and no one could see anything unusual.
Lao Yuan bent down and untied the small cloth bags and checked them one by one.
"I just watched it yesterday, and I watch it again today. I won't be greedy for you." Ling Shu teased.
"These things are precious and cannot be destroyed in my hands."
Lao Yuan didn't lift his head.
Inside the cloth bag, there are pieces of yellowish ivory and gold flakes, on which are densely engraved with countless characters.
The carved scriptures that Ling Shu and Yue Dingtang intercepted on the train were exactly the same.
"Since it is valuable, why does the second master also have it?" Ling Shu asked.
Lao Yuan: "That's the smoke bomb that the old man deliberately let out to confuse people. He said that you can't transport everything away, you have to leave a little bit to attract the attention of others, so that you can hide Chen Cang, I also think it's reasonable."
Ling Shu: "So, the pagoda that Yue Dingtang got is also one of the smoke bombs?"
Old Yuan coughed lightly: "That was also the idea of the old man. The pagoda is dazzling, and people can't put it down at first sight. Only such treasures can make people tempted. Otherwise, how can the plan be implemented smoothly?"