bayedsolid Chapter 424 Digging a grave!
Chapter 424 Digging a grave!
She left Shen Changming lying alone on the ground and strode away to follow the Poison Queen.
Shen Changming stood there in a daze, watching Su Rou's back as she left.
That face...
Her temperament is somewhat different from that of the deceased Su Rou, but her facial features are exactly the same.
Su Rou's expression became even sharper.
Even colder, without any human touch...
He personally took care of the burial of the youngest and Su Rou!
It’s true that Su Rou and the youngest are both dead!
There is no doubt about this.
Shen Changming didn't know what went wrong...
He got up from the ground and dusted himself off.
The Su family rebelled. Could it be that she and the youngest brother were secretly plotting something?
If so, then this is in line with Su Rou's personality.
If Su Rou is still alive, then does the youngest also live like her?
When Su Rou went to find the old woman, she encountered many corpses on the way.
They were wearing the armor of the Southern Kingdom's Royal Guards, but no corpses of their men were seen.
Su Rou silently looked away. He was indeed the third brother, so fierce.
After failing to defeat Su Rou, Shen Changming returned to the Shen Mansion, like a puppet with his soul drained out.
He must know the truth! He must see it with his own eyes!
A mad force surged from the depths of despair. Shen Changming suddenly got up from the ground, ignoring the dull pain in his chest and the mess he felt, and stumbled towards the Shen family's new grave.
The night wind howled, blowing on his sweaty face, bringing a biting chill, but it could not blow away the almost morbid obsession in his eyes.
The Shen family's new tomb is located in a pine and cypress forest on the outskirts of the city. It is solemn and quiet on weekdays.
At this moment, the darkness before dawn shrouded the cemetery, with only a few faint lights coming from the gravekeepers' huts, swaying in the wind like will-o'-the-wisp.
"Young Master?!" The old servant guarding the grave was startled by Shen Changming, who broke in late at night, covered in blood and mud, with a frantic look in his eyes. "You...what happened to you? Are you injured?"
"Shovel!" Shen Changming growled hoarsely, his eyes scanning the tool shed like a hungry wolf. "Give me the shovel! The biggest one!"
"Master! What do you want the shovel for? It's the middle of the night..." The old servant was confused and tried to stop him.
"Give it to me!" Shen Changming pushed the old servant away, rushed into the tool shed, picked up a heavy shovel, turned around and ran towards the new grave deep in the cemetery where Shen Yao and "Su Rou" were buried!
The soil of the grave was still fresh, and it looked damp and dark in the moonlight.
"Young Master! You can't do that! Disturbing the dead soul is disrespectful! It's even a blasphemy to the dead!" The old servant and several servants who were awakened hurriedly chased up, hugged Shen Changming's arm tightly, and tried to snatch the shovel from his hand.
"Get out of here!" Shen Changming's eyes were red, and he looked like a madman. He burst out with amazing strength and threw away the servant who was trying to stop him. "I'm his elder brother. Su Rou married the youngest brother and had a child. She has to call me Third Brother when she sees me!"
He rushed to the tomb where Shen Yao and "Shu Rou" were buried together like a mad bull, raised the heavy shovel high, and shoveled it down on the cold earth regardless of everything!
"Puff!" The shovel was deeply embedded in the wet soil.
"Young Master! You can't do this! Rest in peace." The servants rushed over crying and hugged Shen Changming's legs and waist again.
"Divine punishment? Hahahaha!"
Shen Changming laughed wildly, his voice shrill and desperate, "The Shen family has long been punished by heaven! Let go! If you don't let go, don't blame me for not considering the relationship between master and servant!"
He waved a shovel like a madman, and the servants were frightened by the madness in his eyes and the weapon in his hand and retreated one after another.
No one dared to step forward to stop it.
They could only watch helplessly as the usually gentle and refined young master of the Shen family, in the darkest hour before dawn, frantically dug his own brother's grave like a devil crawling out of hell!