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Chapter 80
There is no moon tonight, even though it is summer, the night wind in the mountains is still cool on people.

The two of them squatted around Yao Yueyue's grave, holding a shovel and digging. Since it was a new grave, the buried soil was not solid, so digging didn't take much effort.

After digging for about half an hour, the shovel in her hand finally touched the coffin board. Nan Wangshu threw away the shovel in her hand and reached out to scrape off the last layer of soil on the coffin board. Under the light of the flashlight, she saw the coffin The layer of mud on the board turned out to be dark brown.

"This is the mud that was splashed with the blood of a black dog." Xue Wuyou reached out and grabbed the black mud, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and said with a frown, "Usually splashing a layer of black dog blood on the coffin board can kill the dead soul." Sealed in a coffin, I don't know how Yao Yueyue rushed out with a half-ghost body and invited the human-faced bat out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood to cast a curse on Fang Zeyan."

Nan Wangshu sighed: "I was insulted, raped and accused of being helpless and had no choice but to commit suicide. Even my boyfriend and parents were killed when I went to ask for an explanation. With this resentment, no matter how big the obstacle was, I rushed over."

"Hey," Xue Wuyou shook her head sadly, "You should move away a bit first, I've lifted the coffin board."

"Oh." Nan Wangshu stretched his numb legs and stood up and took two steps back. Xue Wuyou stretched out a hand to the coffin board, and a flash of white light rushed out of her hand and attached to the coffin board. A few seconds later, Xue Wuyou pulled back her palm, and the coffin board shook violently, and then a violent explosion sounded, and the coffin board flew out in a puff of white smoke and smashed into the weed pile.

Nan Wangshu frowned, held his breath, and raised his hand to fan the soaring rotten smell that permeated the coffin. He took a flashlight and took a look inside the coffin. At the moment when his vision was impacted, a strong sense of vomiting rushed into his throat. Covering his mouth, he immediately turned around, staggered to the side and knelt down, and began to vomit crazily with a sound of "yue", but because he hadn't eaten for a day and his stomach was empty, he vomited for a long time and only vomited a puddle of bitter water.

Seeing Nan Wangshu's miserable state, Xue Wuyou, who was not at all strange, was stunned for two seconds, then immediately got up and rushed over panicking, waving her hands, "Ah, ah, ah, I'm sorry, I forgot to seal your sense of smell. , how is it all right?"

"Yue...yue...vomit!"

Nan Wangshu endured the sore taste and burning sensation in his throat and said with difficulty: "Look at me...do I seem to be okay?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Xue Wuyou patted Nan Wangshu on the back, and at the same time raised her hand and threw a puff of white smoke to seal her sense of smell: "I will seal your sense of smell now so that I won't be able to smell it. "

"Late, belated affection is cheaper than grass!" Nan Wangshu swallowed the bitterness in his mouth, "although, although I promised Yao Yueyue to release her seal, but, I didn't expect Her corpse is in such a state of rot now, I, I'm sorry Yao Yueyue, you, you go."

"Ang, then you should rest here and take a breather," Xue Wuyou said as she stood up and walked towards the grave. After taking two steps, she turned her head uneasy: "Wang Shu, we have such a good relationship, I invite you If you eat hot pot, barbecued meat and starch sausage, you must not let the boss know that I forgot to seal your smell and make you vomit like a dog, or I will be silenced!"

Nan Wangshu waved at her exhaustedly: "Two hot pot meals, I won't sue you."

Xue Wuyou clapped her hands and raised her fist at Nan Wangshu: "No problem, good sister, in my heart!"

Nan Wangshu: "..."

Xue Wuyou, who was used to seeing big scenes after many battles, jumped into the grave with a normal face, frowning as she looked at the soul lock nails on Yao Yueyue's decayed corpse in the coffin: "Wait, I'll release it for you right away. "Speaking, he stretched out his hand and pulled out several palm-sized soul lock nails from the head, mouth, neck, and limbs of the corpse one by one.

When the last soul-locking nail was pulled out of Yao Yueyue's body, a shocking and strange roar came from the coffin, and then it rang out in the dead of night in the deep mountains and wilderness.

Nan Wangshu followed the sound towards Siye, and when he came back in a blink of an eye, he saw a ghost in red clothes standing in front of her at some point in a daze.

"Uh ah ah ah ah!!!"

Nan Wangshu fell to the ground and screamed in horror and crawled back. The red-clothed ghost was glowing red all over, and he slowly raised his hand to brush away the thick long hair in front of him, revealing a pale human face underneath. , it was Yao Yueyue.

"Ahhhhh... Yao Yueyue..." Nan Wangshu stopped screaming, staring blankly at the pale ghost in front of him.

Yao Yueyue nodded to the two of them in thanks: "Thank you both."

Xue Wuyou came over and helped Nan Wangshu up from the ground: "Follow us back, we will take you to the ghost emperor and tell everything."

Yao Yueyue: "Okay."

Xue Wuyou melted a gourd bottle with her bare hands and opened the stopper, Yao Yueyue's body turned into a stream of red smoke and slipped in.

Once the matter of Yao Yueyue was settled, it was time to settle the matter of abducting and trafficking women in Xinxing Village.

Xue Wuyou took a few steps forward and grabbed the drowsy village head and slapped him awake: "Get out of here and don't pretend to be dead. Are there any other trafficked women in the village? Where are they?"

The village chief rolled his eyes and closed his mouth tightly as if he would not speak to the death.

Nan Wangshu came over with a shovel at the side, the sharp point of which was hanging on the village chief's crotch: "Say it? Don't say it will shovel your life."

The village chief was still unmoved, and Nan Wangshu didn't frighten him. The shovel in his hand moved slowly towards his crotch. When the severe pain spread from the root of his life to his whole body, the village chief yelled "Aoao" : "Ah ah ah, I said I said I said!"

Nan Wangshu sneered and withdrew his hand and kicked him: "Say!"

"You don't know the name even after I said it." The village chief curled up to protect the almost injured baby in his crotch: "You take me there, and I will show you the way."

"If you dare to lie to us, I promise you will die!" Xue Wuyou grabbed the village chief by his collar and pulled him up from the ground: "Lead the way! Don't try to play tricks."

The whole body of the village chief was tied up with ropes, and he was able to walk normally with only one pair of legs left. On the way down the hill, he took an average of five steps, a small fall, ten steps and a heavy fall. He almost rolled down the mountain road that was 10 minutes away. The painful cry of "Ouch, Ouch" rang from the hillside to the foot of the mountain.

"This is Mengzi's house," the village chief limped and stopped in front of a bungalow with closed doors and windows: "It's the man who brought the two of you to see me this morning. His wife was bought last year."

Nan Wangshu went to the door, picked up the old-fashioned lock on the door and tugged at it, then turned to Xue Wuyou for help: "The door is locked."

(End of this chapter)