Long Shuiyao gave a worried sigh, as if he was afraid that I would be angry, and immediately added, "Although it was the Fourth Master who chose the site, before my grandfather was buried, the Fourth Master suddenly fell ill, and later he was introduced to Zuo

Lame, he was the one who buried my grandfather."

It’s the left lame man again! I couldn’t help but narrow my eyes slightly.

"It seems that this matter has something to do with Zuo Laizi, so who is it that asked you to move the grave?"

"He was also the one who moved the grave." Long Shuiyao said.

"Is it him too?" I frowned, "This doesn't make sense? If he wanted to harm you, why would he let you move your grave?"

But at this time, Zuo Laizi couldn't be contacted again.

I can't figure it out, and neither can Long Shuiyao.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it for now. The specific situation will have to wait until the coffin is raised tomorrow. I'm afraid that the clear water has now turned into rotten water,"

"Master Ninth, you haven't said why this little tree hasn't died yet?"
Chapter completed!