Male supporting role is not a stepping stone

Should I say that Jin Niang is deeply affectionate or is she too stupid? Things that mattered to one's wealth and life were easily revealed without a thorough understanding of the other person's character.

According to Zeng Zijin's description and the simple map, the group found the two huge camphor trees with almost no twists and turns, and Jinniang's grave was between them.

More than 1,500 years have left no trace here. If someone hadn't guided it, no one would have thought that there was a thousand-year-old tomb underground in this overgrown area.

When he arrived at the place, Uncle Yang raised his hoe and started digging. However, he obviously overestimated his own physical strength. After only a few minutes, he was sweating profusely and his whole body was almost exhausted.

"No, no," he said breathlessly as he sat beside the small pit he had just dug. "I don't know how long I will have to dig by myself. I need to find someone to help."

He didn't count on the two masters. Yang Yan and Luo Yongyuan really had no intention of taking action. They were also capable, right?

In the end, the driver called the village chief to ask for help. When he heard that it was about the Zeng family, he responded without hesitation. After a while, a large group of people, including men, women, old and young, came in. Briefly After exchanging a few pleasantries, we started digging in full swing.

Uncle Yang was liberated from the coolie and immediately transformed into a contractor, arrogantly giving orders at random, and almost had the words "The villain succeeds" carved on his face.

Yang Yan couldn't stand his look, so he walked up to him and asked, "Isn't Uncle Yang a fellow villager of Master Zeng? Why don't people in the village recognize you?"

Uncle Yang's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly explained: "I'm from the next village. When I left the town, I met people from the same town who were all fellow villagers. Besides, the Zeng family are celebrities in the town. Wouldn't it bring glory to their faces if they say it? !”

"That's the truth," Yang Yan agreed. Seeing that the expression on his face relaxed a little, he suddenly said, "You were the one who saved Mr. Zeng in this mountain, right?"

His eyes were deep and seemed to have a deep meaning, "It's really strange that so many people in Toyama Village did not encounter the injured Mr. Zeng, but you outsiders were so lucky. You are really lucky."

"Yes, we are very lucky," Uncle Yang said with a dry laugh. "That day, on a whim, I imitated others and came here to take a leisurely stroll. I don't know where the fate came from, but we just happened to meet each other. ”

"That's right..." Yang Yan said meaningfully, "Uncle Yang and Master Zeng have a very close relationship."

"Haha, Master Zhang, please feel free to do it. I'll go and help you guys." Uncle Yang felt numb in his heart. He always had the feeling that this young man had seen through his details, so he quickly found an excuse to run away.

He didn't dare to be lazy anymore, and swung the hoe vigorously with the others. Although he was very tired, he was willing to not have to face those eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

After Yang Yan scared the person away, he sneered in his heart. This person regarded others as fools. Although the mountain was not damaged and densely forested, it was not a scenery at all.

There are only a few paths trodden by people on the mountain, and the woods are overgrown with weeds. Occasionally, you can see a few small tombs. You can get here by wandering around, unless the couple is mentally ill.

But it was quite interesting to see how frightened he was and how he was desperately looking for excuses. Yang Yan stood under the camphor tree with his hands behind his hands, his eyes falling on him from time to time. Every time he found him, he couldn't help but freeze. stiff.

After having fun for himself, the waiting time passed faster. Yang Yan felt that not long ago, a surprised voice came from the bottom of the dug pit: "We found something!"

They walked over together with Luo Yongyuan. A middle-aged man underneath carefully dug the surrounding soil with a hoe, and a corner of the coffin was exposed.

The people in the pit became excited and swung their hoes to dig around the area. Within a few minutes, the entire coffin was revealed.

Probably because of the protection of Jin Niang's Yin Qi, it doesn't look like it has been buried in the soil for more than a thousand years. Although many places are decayed, the whole thing is still intact.

After all, it was the place where the thousand-year-old ghost had been staying. Yang Yan was afraid that something would come out after opening the coffin and affect the bodies of living people, so he refused everyone's offer to help open the coffin lid and asked the driver to send them away.

The people in Fushan Village were actually very curious, but the Zeng family didn't want to give them face, so they could only suppress their curiosity, firmly rejected the driver's offer of payment, and ran very fast with hoes on their shoulders.

"Master Luo, I will go down to open the coffin later and I will set up formations around it. You stay outside and don't let anything get out." Yang Yan was still trying to save him face in front of outsiders, and his tone was the same as usual when the two of them are alone. The disdain was completely different.

"Don't worry, Master Zhang," Luo Yongyuan smiled, "I guarantee not a fly will fly out!"

Yang Yan actually didn't put much hope in him. If there was something that couldn't even be trapped by his own formation, how could he stop it with his little skills? Dream on!

This arrangement is just to find something for him to do, and if two people come together, wouldn't it look very incompetent if he doesn't help?

Nodding to him, Yang Yan solemnly said "please", and then jumped down.

Luo Yongyuan didn't know what he was thinking. He was so frightened by his appearance that he thought the boss was not sure about what was going to happen next. For a moment, he just felt that the responsibility was heavy and his shoulders were heavy.

He felt a little weak at first, but soon he became full of enthusiasm. The boss thought highly of him and gave him the important task. He would complete the boss's entrustment even if he died!

If Yang Yan could hear his inner voice, he would probably laugh to death, but at this time he was ready to stand in front of the coffin.

No one knew how he did it. The people outside the pit only saw him pat it lightly, and the coffin lid flew up by itself, rolled in the air for several rounds, and then fell heavily on the ground next to it.

At the same time as the lid was opened, a cold black gas suddenly emerged from the coffin and went directly to the only living person at the bottom of the pit.

Yang Yan's face did not change at all. He raised his hand and slapped it lightly, and the black gas was scattered and fled.

Seeing this, Luo Yongyuan subconsciously clenched the magic weapon in his hand and held it across his chest, but his posture was completely in vain. A translucent cover suddenly appeared above the earth pit.

The black gas hit it like a candle falling into the water, and it went out with a "chi--" sound. It was unknown whether it was broken up or extinguished, but it disappeared without a trace.

Luo Yongyuan: "..."

Looking at the coffin that was motionless except for the black gas, he was depressed and squatted aside to plant mushrooms.

Yang Yan in the pit could see that since the black gas was eliminated, the burial objects in the coffin began to decay at a rapid speed, and all turned into ashes in less than a minute.

He raised his hand and stretched out a finger, gently poking the seemingly intact coffin, which was worse than a sand sculpture that had lost water, and collapsed instantly.

"Wow!" Uncle Yang and the driver, who had never seen such a scene, shouted in shock, but because they did not feel any danger, their faces were fine.

The only thing still intact in the coffin was a dry skeleton. Yang Yan went forward without showing any fear and picked up all the bones and put them into the backpack he had prepared in advance. He jumped out of the pit and said calmly, "Let's go."

"Hey!" Uncle Yang and the driver were stunned for a moment before they reacted. They followed him, but they subconsciously walked on his left, and their frightened eyes glanced at the backpack on his right shoulder from time to time.

Just as the group got in the car and rushed back, Jinniang was immersed in great sadness.

When Jinlang asked the Taoist priest if he had caught her, she interpreted it as him worrying about her own safety.

When Jinlang was more worried about failing the exam than worrying about her, she thought he was paralyzing him.

When Jinlang took the initiative to confess her name, birth date and burial place, she chose to believe that what he wrote was false in order to delay time for her.

But after following him for a whole day, Jinniang gradually realized that she seemed to have been deceiving herself.

After Yang Yan and the others left, the first thing Zeng Zijin did was to find a strong red rope, tie the jade pendant tightly, and carefully hang it around his neck. In case of any mishap, he hid it inside his clothes and wore it close to his body, so that he could feel it if the rope broke.

Then he browsed his phone easily, and laughed out loud from time to time because of the interesting content he saw, without showing any worry about her at all.

Jinniang looked at his heartfelt smile, and her heart, which had been dead for more than a thousand years and had long lost its warmth, gradually became colder. What about being forced by her parents to find someone to take her in, and what about dealing with others to find a chance to save her, it turned out that it was all her wishful thinking.

"A Jin~~" Although the Yin Qi was suppressed, Yu Fu's spirit was particularly bad. After the group left, she went to sleep for a nap. It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon before she woke up, and she slept through lunch.

"Baby, you finally woke up!" Zeng Zijin climbed up from the bed and gave her a warm hug. "How are you? Are you feeling better now?"

"Much better," Yu Fu touched her stomach pitifully, "But I'm so hungry now that I can eat a cow."

"Haha!" Zeng Zijin laughed at her cute appearance, "Then I'll ask housekeeper Wang to find someone to send a cow over. I won't let you go until you finish it!"

"Hate~~" Yu Fu hit his chest angrily, "That was an exaggeration! You only know how to bully others. I won't pay attention to you if you do this again!"

"Don't be angry, baby, I was just teasing you," Zeng Zijin apologized quickly, "I've prepared your favorite food a long time ago and kept it warm. Let's go eat and don't starve my wife."

"Who is your wife?" Yu Fu said angrily, "I never said I would marry you !"

"Then why don't I marry you?" Zeng Zijin walked out with his arms around her waist, smiling, "Good husband, you have to love me!"

Yu Fu couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed out loud, "You look so cheap!"

"As long as I can make a beautiful woman smile, I'll accept being a bit cheap." Zeng Zijin smiled complacently, "Who said I love my wife?"

"Didn't you just say I'm your husband? You're the wife."

"So you mean you're willing to marry me?"

"You wishful thinking, I still have to observe you carefully, what if you can only make people happy with sweet words?"

"The road is long and arduous, it seems that the road to chasing a wife is long, and a husband still needs to work hard!"

"It's good that you know."

...

The two flirted along the way, and no one noticed that the jade pendant had been stained with a light pink, and the color was slowly deepening.