He Wu thought for a while and said: "There is one, it is said to be a maidservant of Mrs. Xiahou. After the wife died, she committed suicide and was buried, so she was qualified to be buried in the family cemetery. However, she was low-ranking and could only be buried in the southeast.

And no monument is allowed to be erected on the edge."

In the cemeteries of large families, generally only some meritorious servants can be buried here, and those who are not members of the family are not allowed to erect monuments. Erecting monuments represents status. If everyone can erect monuments in the ancestral graves, then what?

Wouldn’t it be all chaos?

An imperceptible joy flashed across Cao Liang's eyes, and he said to He Wuda: "Which one is it? Take me there quickly."

He Wu couldn't help but feel strange that these tomb robbers didn't find anything good in Mrs. Xiahou's tomb, but they actually set their sights on those tombs without monuments. Could it be that there are some valuable things buried in the tombs of these servants?

It's really unreasonable.

However, He Wu also secretly slandered a few words. Even though Cao Liang was talking to him in a pleasant manner, He Wu knew that once these people turned against each other, they would all be vicious and would cut off their heads without any hesitation.

, it’s better to be careful and don’t provoke them.

As for a maid's grave, it didn't count at all. It wouldn't be a big deal to identify it to them. He Wu really didn't believe that there were any valuable things buried in this maid's grave.

As for pointing out random things, He Wu would not dare to do so. Nowadays, people are cutters and I am fish and meat. If you want to survive, you must obey orders. If you are cautious, you may lose your own life.

He Wu has stayed in this cemetery for more than ten years and knows the situation here very well. Although there are many tombs without monuments, He Wu is still very impressed by this, so he will not remember it wrong and just go straight to it.

He took Cao Liang to the southeast corner, pointed to a tomb covered with grass, and said, "Sir, this is it."

"Are you sure?" Cao Liang threatened coldly, "If you make a mistake, you won't have to get out of this tomb today."

He Wu's soul came out. Just now he was thinking about the vicious methods of these people. Damn it, isn't it coming? This is obviously the rhythm of burying him alive!

"I remember it so clearly that I can't make a mistake. I swear, I can't make a mistake!" He Wu explained anxiously.

Cao Liang turned around and said to Xia Houxuan, who had just followed him: "Let them dig this grave."

Xiahou Xuanlue said with some dissatisfaction: "Even if a slave girl's grave is dug up, what value will it have?"

Cao Liang shook his head and said: "Brother Taichu, you are so smart and confused for a moment. This maid and your sister were buried almost at the same time. Do you really believe that she committed suicide and was buried?"

Xia Houxuan suddenly realized it. He patted his head and said, "I'm really confused. If the maid was buried in the tomb just now, then the person buried in this tomb is probably A Hui! Someone, dig it up!"

This tomb was just an earthen tomb. More than a dozen servants worked together to dig out a big hole in a short time, and soon they saw the coffin buried inside.

Golden nanmu?

Xia Houxuan and Cao Liang looked at each other with surprise on their faces.

Golden nanmu is an extremely valuable wood. The wood is as hard as iron stone, radiant and has a special fragrance. Generally, only the emperor or nobles are eligible to use coffins made of golden nanmu after their death.

Cao Liang was still wondering just now. With the status and identity of the Sima family, Xia Houhui could not be allowed to lie in a willow coffin no matter what. There must be something wrong with this.

Sure enough, he guessed it right. A lowly maidservant would use a golden nanmu coffin that only the emperor's nobles could use after her death. Who was she kidding?

I'm afraid even ghosts won't believe it.

Needless to say, this is the real coffin of Xia Houhui, which was stolen by the Sima family. If nothing else happens, the person lying inside is Xia Houhui.

The quality of the coffin made of golden nanmu is really unparalleled. After being buried in the soil for six years, it is still intact. Not even a single bit of wood has rotted. Even the patterns carved on the side of the coffin are still lifelike.

"Open the coffin!" Xia Houxuan said in a deep voice.

More than a dozen servants struggled to pry up the cover of the coffin. A brave servant just glanced into the coffin, and his face turned pale with fright. He screamed and backed away: "Ghost!"

The other servants took one look and were so frightened that they fled in all directions.

Cao Liang and Xia Houxuan were very puzzled, so they stepped forward to see what was going on.

Xia Houxuan didn't think it was a big deal. He collapsed in an instant, burst into tears, and cried uncontrollably: "Sister, you died so miserably!"

Cao Liang also looked at it, and couldn't help but feel horrified. What lay in the coffin was not a white bone, but an intact corpse. Except for the slightly bluish color of the skin, the lips were red and the teeth were white. The complexion was as usual, which was even more horrifying.

What's surprising is that her eyes were wide open, almost sticking out of her sockets, and her face was full of resentment, as if she had just died yesterday.

This is such a damn thing!

Needless to say, this corpse was that of Xia Houhui, but for a man who had been dead for almost six years to be lying in the coffin so intact, it was no wonder that the servants were scared to death.

Cao Liang didn't feel much fear, let alone a corpse that had been dead for six years and was still well preserved. In the news reports of later generations, there are often corpses that have been preserved for thousands of years and have not decayed.

The reason why Xia Houhui's body was so well preserved was entirely due to the contribution of this golden nanmu coffin. It seems that Master Sima still loved his wife and used the golden nanmu coffin to bury Xia Houhui generously.

But he probably never imagined that the golden nanmu coffin preserved Xia Houhui's body and also preserved the evidence of Sima Shi's crime.

Xia Houhui's entire face turned blue and black. Even if he didn't need to check it, anyone with a discerning eye could see signs of poisoning.

The sky net is vast, sparse and not leaking. If you don’t believe it, look up and wonder who will the sky spare?

Xia Houxuan knelt down in front of Xia Houhui's coffin and said in tears: "Sister, I didn't expect that you have been dead for six years, and my brother can still see you... It must be that your resentment is still lingering and you will not die in peace, so

It will be like this... Don't worry, my brother will definitely kill Master Sima and avenge you!"

Xia Houxuan stretched out his trembling hand, wanting to touch Xia Houhui.

Cao Liang, with his quick eyes and quick hands, pulled him away and at the same time ordered the servants to re-cover the golden nanmu coffin lid and nail it shut.
Chapter completed!