Offering flowers before the Buddha

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..."
A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

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Mysterious Revival

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A scream from Liu Yuan's daughter, Liu Xinyue, immediately drew everyone's attention.


The crowd digging graves all subconsciously stopped their hands and dared not reach into the filthy grave soil anymore, for fear that they would also unearth something terrifying.


"What happened?" Sun Rui, limping, quickly walked over.


Liu Xinyue collapsed on the ground, her face deathly pale, looking fearfully at the half-buried face of a corpse in front of her. Although she couldn't see clearly in the dim environment, she could still make out that the face of the dead... was Luo Su Yi.


The previous speculation was correct; the missing Luo Su Yi had been eerily buried in this earthen grave, and the inscriptions on the tombstone were a marker.


"We've really found him," Sun Rui's eyes narrowed, astonished.


Yang Jian also saw this scene, his gaze becoming sharp as he indicated, "Everyone stay away from this grave for now."


Chapter 755 The Knock of Death