Ling Yan cleared the surroundings of the coffin. A few boxes were placed around the coffin. Even though the boxes were closed, Ming Shu could still feel the Yin Qi inside.
Right at the end of the coffin, there was a box.
Ling Yan looked at it for a while and then replaced the soil.
He glanced at the coffin. After finding the lid and putting it back, he filled the entire hole.
"Are you not curious as to who did it?" The person dug the coffin out, but didn't take anything.
Ling Yan clapped his hands and squinted at Ming Shu. "The hole was dug haphazardly. It must be someone who didn't know about the coffin. An Ge, you were a smart person before."
Ming Shu remembered the discussions at Da Qin Village. She smiled and said lazily, "I'm hungry. I don't want to use my brain."
Eat eat eat. All you know is eating. Are you a pig!
"What do we do now?"
