Chapter 1247

In the moonlight, it was as if there were two men in cloth clothes standing there, each with a hoe in his hand. One was wearing a blue coat, with black trousers and black cloth shoes at the bottom. In addition to his half bald braid, he looked a little nondescript. He was ambitious and his eyes were about to shine.

Another man wore a stand collar, his hair was cut short, and he also wore a small pair of glasses. He was white, but he was a little timid. He hesitated and looked around, but his face was still a little scared.

"When I dig grass here in the daytime, I dig a corner here and hit the foundation underneath. That's a good thing. It may be a mausoleum, and it's also a mausoleum of a large family!"

"But this kind of place..." The man looked left and right, his eyes dodging.

"If you don't do something bad, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door!"

The man:

What I'm doing now is to be ungrateful? If it's really a mausoleum and someone else's mausoleum is dug, this Is it not afraid of ghosts?

"Oh, my young master Fang, don't hesitate. You don't know what's going on in your family. I'm just looking at you once helping me. I, Li Laoer, was not someone who didn't know how to repay my kindness. When I dug it, I was surprised. I knew I had found the treasure. I quickly left a mark. When no one was there at night, I came to dig it secretly. This ancient thing is worth a lot of money. I can sell it casually. It's worth several pieces of ocean! "

The man called master Fang wavered after hearing this.

His name is Fang Chunnian, and he is the youngest young master of the Fang family. The Fang family used to be a big family. They had a carved courtyard and a lot of servants. Later, their family declined, and now they can't even afford to eat. Fang chunian used to be an intellectual, but after the decline of his family, he had no money to study. Otherwise, how could he go to Japan to study. Now he has a mother in his family. Her mother is seriously ill and has no money for treatment. She is about to die. He is short of money now. Although his childhood education tells him that it is wrong to dig a grave, what can he do in this situation? It's just that I have to make a living.

"I said, young master, do you want to understand? If you really can't do the work, just go away. I'll dig it myself! "

Fang chunian gritted his teeth and wiped his face. "No, I'll dig!"

"All right, come on."

Two people you a hammer I a hammer of dig, silent woods can only hear the sound of their digging.

The soil was dark and damp, and the redder it went, as if it had been stained with blood.

But the man laughed, "this is red clay. It seems that a noble man is buried under it!"

Fang chunian also laughed awkwardly. He didn't know if it was because of his timidity. At this time, he could only feel waves of uneasiness and fear. He couldn't predict what was next, and he didn't know what would happen later.

Fang chunian prayed to himself that, God, he had never done anything harmful in his life. He always gave porridge to save people when he had conditions. Now his mother is ill. He just needs some money to see a doctor. There is no other meaning. Don't let him encounter some terrible things.

"Young master, dig

Fang chunian came back to his senses and said, "Oh, good."