Chapter 661: Buried Master (2)

Sadako came in, saw the pile of dead dogs, and opened her mouth in surprise.
"Sadako, can you tell me why?"
Yang Zimei hoped that Zhenzi could understand and asked urgently.
"Sorry, master, I don't know."
Zhenzi shook her head, but Yang Zimei clearly saw her fingers trembling slightly, very differently than usual.
"really do not know?"
Yang Zi frowned, "Don't forget, I'm your master."
"Master, I really don't know, I just feel inexplicably scared," Sadako replied, looking down.
You are a dead person, afraid of ass!
Yang Zimei wanted to scold, but didn't say anything.
"Move all these dead dogs out."
Yang Zi's eyebrows made her say.
"Yes, master."
Sadako once again carried forward her perfect maid spirit of not being afraid of suffering, second not being tired, and third not being stinky, and carefully wrapped the dogs that turned into mummy with tarpaulins and buried them in the suburbs.
Yang Zimei shoved down with a shovel, and there was actually a coffin below.
Around the coffin, the pentagram enchantment was covered, as if to suppress something.
Is this what Master did?
Did n’t Master always despise the Japanese Yinyang Master as just a shallow branch of our Chinese ancient art?
How do you use the pentagram to enchant now?
She was too lazy to crack them one by one, so she took Mo Xiejian from her room and made a few strokes on it.
The dense pentagram border was dashed by Jianmang and disappeared.
The coffin is an ordinary coffin, painted wood or something, it is still very new, like it was buried shortly after.
Yang Zimei nervously opened the lid of the coffin, then the whole person was still, his whole body was cold, and his tears flowed ...
It wasn't anyone else lying in the coffin. It was his own master, Li Yuqing, with his eyes closed, looking very peaceful, as if sleeping.
"Master ... Father ..." Yang Zimei's voice trembled, and she touched Yuqing's face with her hand.
It was found that his face still had a living body temperature, a happy heart, hurriedly reached out to touch his pulse, and a slight pulse.
"Master--"
Shouting in surprise and joy, Yang Zimei hurriedly picked him up from the coffin.
She now realized that Master's body was light and light.
When she was six years old, she was dying and her bones were gone, she always hugged her and raised her with a of urine.
At that time, Master was as heavy as Taishan in her eyes, and she was her most reliable support.
Now it was his turn to embrace Master, but he was so light.
Yang Zimei carefully placed him on the side of the bed, instilled his vitality with silver needles, put the millennium ginseng tablets in his mouth, and hung his anger.
Sadako walked in, saw the situation in front of her, and asked in amazement, "Come back?"
Yang Zimei glanced back at her angrily, "Don't you say that Master has gone away? Why is Master in the underground coffin?"
Sadako blinked innocently and shook her head. "Master, I really don't know. That's how he told me to go out that day."
"Meow--"
The black cat rushed in, blinking dark green eyes at Yuqing lying on the bed, looking as if she knew an acquaintance.
Yang Zimei didn't notice the expression of the black cat, inspected Master's life body, and it was basically normal, just--
When she opened Tian Tian to see Master, she realized that his three souls and seven souls were gone, and only one soul was left.