The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 6 The Girl in the Coffin

"Where is she buried?"

Fu Tianlang was silent for a while, his expression became more and more gloomy.

Papa Qiao paused and pursed his lips: "Houshan."

As soon as the words were finished, the man had already rushed out. At this time, a strong wind blew over and opened the unfastened window. There was a loud "bang" on the wall, which made Qiao Wan tremble in fright, subconsciously It floated out the door.

A flash of lightning flashed across the dark sky, she glanced at the heavy rain overhead, then at the direction Fu Tianlang was running, hesitated for a while, and finally followed.

"Brother Lang!" Qiao Li yelled at his back, but just as she took a step, her father grabbed her by the arm.

"Father, I'll bring an umbrella to Brother Lang." Qiao Li's lips trembled slightly, looking at the heavy rain outside and the silver light flashing across the sky, worry was written on her delicate face.

"This light rain won't kill him."

Father Qiao thought that his second daughter didn't get married in her twenties just to wait for a brat, so he got angry and said rather resentfully: "Stupid girl, that brat's heart is not good at all. It's not on you, just listen to my father's advice, I will ask Mrs. Liu to tell you about a marriage later, no matter how stubborn a girl is, she will marry someone."

"I don't, I want Brother Lang." After Qiao Li said stubbornly, she grabbed an umbrella and ran outside.

Seeing this, Qiao's mother anxiously pushed Qiao's father: "Go and see the child."

Joe's father was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "Let her go! You don't care what she does!"

The sky became more and more gloomy, and the mountains that were swept by the cold wind rang out from time to time with thunderous thunder, and the heavy rain that fell from the sky seemed to be soaked into the bones of people.

Coming out of the town is a lush mountain forest, and the land washed by rain is muddy. Even people who are used to mountain roads dare not rashly climb in rainy days.

Qiao Wan followed Fu Tianlang all the way to his graveyard.

Her mood was a bit complicated. Of course, seeing Fu Tianlang like this, she still had a bit of a woman's vanity. At least let her know that she was not such a failure in this life, and at least there was someone who liked her.

Qiao Wan was buried on the top of the mountain. Father Qiao asked someone to have a look at Feng Shui before deciding to bury him.

She is also quite satisfied with her destination, at least that place is located in high and low places, with beautiful scenery, and she can still look into the distance every day after death, how comfortable life is.

But the problem came again, now that the rain is getting heavier, the mountain road is slippery, if one is not careful, he will slip and fall, and Fu Tianlang has to climb this mountain to see her grave.

Tianlang, Tianlang.

She was floating in the air, seeing the big raindrops passing through her body and hitting his back one by one, she could only feel anxious in her heart.

Go back, I'm really dead.

She yelled in his ear, but unfortunately the man couldn't hear her.

He firmly clung to the old tree roots beside him, and climbed up step by step. The speed was not fast, but the emphasis was on being safe.

Finally, Fu Tianlang climbed to the top of the mountain, and Qiao Wan heaved a sigh of relief, but then, when she saw the lightning and thunder that seemed so close at hand, she became nervous again, and she was really afraid that a thunderbolt would strike him, and instead of being thrown to his death, he would be killed. Was struck dead by lightning.

Fu Tianlang walked a few steps in the rain, not far away, there were scattered graves, including Qiao Wan's, and the one with the newest tombstone was her grave.

Qiao Guan floated behind Fu Tianlang, and saw that he stood fixedly on the grave for a while. The newly dug grave was very fresh, and now it was poured with rainwater and it was muddy everywhere.

Fu Tianlang squatted down slowly, raised his hand, and gently rubbed the tombstone with his fingertips for a while, but there was no movement for a long time.

Qiao Wan has mixed feelings in his heart, and only he can understand the feelings.

But just when she thought he had finally given up, the man suddenly lowered his head again, digging the grave with his bare hands on this windy and rainy day.

If the soul had a heart, Qiao Wan's heart would have probably jumped out of his fright.

In an instant, the man's hands were like two shovels, digging out one by one. In addition, she had not been buried for a long time, and the soil was soft, so he dug a third of it very quickly.

Hearing the sound of thunder and rain, Qiao Wan blushed with anger. If she still had a body, she would have stepped forward and slapped him without saying a word. Didn't she just reject him?How much hatred is it that you have to dig her old grave after her death?

Seeing the non-stop movements of the man in front of her, Qiao Wan couldn't hold back for a moment, she floated a little lower, and poked him in the face if she couldn't hit him, but as soon as she met his gaze, Qiao Wan was immediately caught. The piercing eyes startled.

She took two steps back with lingering fear, and had to admit that she was actually a little afraid of him.

After all, he is the tallest and strongest person she has ever seen. With his dark complexion, dignified demeanor, and unsmiling manner, he is not easy to mess with at first glance, so even Dad has to take it easy when talking to him. Not to mention myself who was three heads shorter than him.

Qiao Wan glanced at his two arms that were thicker than her thighs, and the scene of this man chopping firewood in the backyard came to mind from time to time. The tall, strong, rough guy was holding an ax and cutting the wooden stakes like tofu, "Crack ", as if the floor was about to be shattered...

So can she not be afraid of him?She has skinny arms and legs, he squeezed her bones lightly so they wouldn't break...

Qiao Guan couldn't figure it out. She hadn't had much contact with him before she was alive. After all, in her eyes, he was like a piece of wood that didn't understand the style. He couldn't compare with the humorous, gentle and handsome Teacher Wang.

So she mostly regards him as a relative, brother, and never involves love between men and women, but apart from the fact that she once saved his life, what does he like about her?
Fu Tianlang's palm oozed blood, and he dug out the dirt together, as if he didn't know the pain, and moved mechanically.

Qiao Guan saw it in his eyes, and seeing his hole getting bigger and bigger, he felt uncomfortable.

It just so happened that the bushes on the side were rustling. At first she thought it was the wind, but when she turned around, she realized it was Qiao Li.

She ran towards them with a black umbrella in her hand. It was pouring rain, and her short hair was drenched into veritable "noodles in clear soup", and her thick padded jacket was also soaked. heavy.

She came running out of breath, seeing Fu Tianlang's movements, she was also shocked, and when she regained her senses, she hurriedly opened the black umbrella and covered his head.

(End of this chapter)