After seeing the two lipstick coffins in the yard, Mr. Qin felt the danger, so he asked me to wait outside the door. He and Han Xiao went in to check it out first.

I stood outside the door and watched Lao Qin and Han Xiao walk into the yard. After they first made sure that there was no one else in the yard except these two coffins, they focused on the two coffins.

The two blood-red coffins were placed in the yard of Grandpa Jiang Chao's house, which made me wonder, so I focused all my attention on my eyes, and the Yin and Yang eyes were opened. I saw that there seemed to be black Yin Qi in the two coffins.

Old Qin seemed to have discovered this, so he did not rush to open the coffin. Instead, he first used cinnabar powder to draw a formation around the two coffins, and then pasted two talisman papers on the red coffin.

After calculating the time to open the coffin, when the time comes, Mr. Qin and Han Xiao work together to open one of the coffins.

After opening the coffin, Old Qin looked inside the coffin. I was stunned when I saw him, and his rosy cheeks became bloodless at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Han Xiao, who was standing beside him, also noticed something was wrong with Mr. Qin and asked quickly:

"Old Qin, what's wrong with you?"

When Mr. Qin heard Han Xiao's words, he recovered. He took two steps back, stood firm, and then looked at me and said:

"Qijiu, don't come in before I let you in."

"Old Qin, I understand." When I saw Old Qin's face, I knew that the situation inside was not very good, so I didn't go in and cause trouble.

Old Qin looked into the coffin again, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hands, and then said to Han Xiao:

"Han Xiao, I'll look for firewood on the spot. You asked the driver to bring some gasoline over and burn these two coffins on the spot!"

Han Xiao nodded and took out his cell phone to call the driver.

At this time, Mr. Qin also pushed the other coffin away. He looked inside, sighed, shook his head and began to move all the wood in the yard into the two coffins.

Soon Han Xiao's driver brought a large bottle of gasoline. Veteran Qin poured gasoline into the two coffins. Then he took two steps back and bowed deeply at the two coffins, then took out a lighter to light the two coffins at the same time.

The raging fire rose into the air with black smoke at this moment.

In the thunderous flames, I vaguely heard the sound of my fingers scratching the wooden board.

Could it be that there are two zombies in the coffin? What is the purpose of putting these two coffins in the yard of Grandpa Jiang Chao’s house?

More importantly, where is Jiang Chao’s grandfather now?

If I can't find him, I can't be sure if the notes in my hand have been replaced.

Just as I was thinking, Mr. Qin walked out of the yard, took my hand and left.

"Old Qin, what was in the coffin just now? Are you a zombie?" I asked.

Qin Laotie said nothing with a face, as if he couldn't hear what I said to him.

I looked back and found that Han Xiao, who was following behind, also had a serious face. I always felt that something big was going to happen.

So my heart became even more uneasy...

Mr. Qin took me back to the car and asked the driver to start the car and go back to the road.

Along the way, Mr. Qin's face did not heal. About an hour later, the car got on the highway and stabilized. Mr. Qin then breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head and looked at me and said earnestly:

"Chujiu, can you trust me, old man?"

I nodded:

"It's certainly trustworthy."

"Then believe me. From today on, without my permission, you should never step into Sanhe Village, nor have any contact with anyone in the village, nor do you ask about Jiang Gongming's whereabouts. If you really believe in me, you should know that your master cannot be the murderer." Mr. Qin looked at me and said seriously.

"Old Qin, why?" I was confused by what Old Qin said to me.

"Don't ask why now? When you are strong enough, I will tell you everything." Old Qin said as he turned his gaze out the window.

Han Xiao also said to me at this time:

"Chu Jiu, just listen to Mr. Qin, he will never harm you."

I nodded, but the doubts in my heart became even heavier. I don’t know what Mr. Qin saw in those two coffins, so that such a big emotional fluctuation occurred. And I didn’t let me go back to Sanhe Village, nor did I let me continue to look for Jiang Chao’s grandfather Jiang Gongming. What are the reasons for this?

The more I thought about it, the more confused I felt, and I couldn't understand it at all. So I could only relax my thoughts and stare at the quickly passing through the window in a daze.

Originally, today was when I knew the real murderer, but now I not only couldn't know who the real murderer was who killed my biological parents, but I couldn't even be sure when I could know it.

When I thought of this, I became more and more impatient.

Han Xiao, who was sitting opposite me, seemed to be able to see through my heart. She looked at me and said softly:

"Left Thirteen, since ancient times, anyone who accomplishes great things must be calm without exception. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. When you have enough strength, all problems will be solved."

"Sister Han, I understand the truth, but it's really hard to do it. I waited for a long time this day. Every day I dreamed of knowing who killed my parents, but..." When I said this, my emotions were a little excited and my eyes began to turn red.

Old Qin reached out his hand and patted me on the shoulder and said:

"Chujiu, don't worry, Mr. Qin swears to you here that he must do his best to help you find the real murderer who killed your parents!"

"Thank you, Mr. Qin." I looked at Mr. Qin and nodded.

The car drove on the highway for more than half an hour, and it got dark. In the evening, we ate something casually in the service area and continued to head towards Gugu County.

We didn't return to Gugu County until midnight.

After Han Xiao's driver sent us back to the coffin, he took Han Xiao away.

After saying goodbye to Han Xiao, Mr. Qin stood at the door of the store and felt a little dazed:

"Old Qin, are you okay?" I asked worriedly as Mr Qin.

"Ah? No... I'm fine, let's go, go back first." Old Qin said as he quickly took out the key from his pocket and opened the store door.

As soon as I returned to the coffin shop, my phone rang.

I took it out and saw that it was Guo Wenjuan who called him.

Why did she call me suddenly? I answered the phone with doubts:

"Hey, Commissioner Guo."

"The ninth day of the lunar month, did Jiang Chao tell you? The day after tomorrow is our class reunion. If you have time, you must come." Guo Wenjuan said to me on the phone.

"Okay, I understand. If I have time, I will go. If I have something to do here, I will hang up first." I said and hung up the phone.

"Qujiu, I'll go back to my room to sleep first, you can rest early," said Mr. Qin and walked into his room.

After I returned to the room, I first placed Yue Cailing's spiritual seat in front of the window, then sat on the bed and watched "Zhangjia Coffin Success Volume 1" for a while, and then lay down to rest after getting tired.

In a daze, I dreamed that I was lying in a coffin, and there was a blazing fire outside the coffin!
Chapter completed!