Chapter 4139 There are actually two

After the workers arrived, Boss Lin went up to them and called them all to my side, where they would follow my instructions.

There's nothing else to do but get to work as soon as possible. We need to dig up and burn the first generation of the Lin family's ancestors who are buried here.

When Boss Lin started construction on the old house, it had been half a year already. In such a long time, the corpse had probably already undergone malignant transformation.

I told the workers to start digging quickly, while I took out the Five Elements Command Flags and quickly set up a magic array.

The purpose of doing this is to prevent the zombie from turning into a zombie. If the zombie does jump out, it will be trapped in the magic circle, and then I will deal with it slowly.

At a call, the workers began digging with great enthusiasm.

At this moment, the weather turned against them. Just as the workers began digging the grave, a sudden gust of cold wind arose, and a light drizzle began to fall.

This was not a good sign; I had a vague, uneasy feeling about it.

After digging for about ten minutes, a worker suddenly covered his nose and said in a muffled voice, "My God, it stinks! Is there shit buried here?"

As soon as the man spoke, the other workers covered their noses and ran away a distance.

At that moment, I also smelled a stench coming from the place they had dug. How can I describe it? It was like a rotten egg thrown into a cesspool; it was as stinky as could be.

I covered my nose and walked towards the place they had dug, then peered inside.

Goodness, I glanced at the soil these workers were digging. At first, it was yellow soil, but after digging less than half a meter down, the soil turned into black soil, which was very sticky and wet.

The foreman ran a distance and said to Boss Lin, "Boss Lin, we can't dig anymore, it stinks too much. We don't want the wages, we can't do this job."

This guy clearly wants to raise the price, but Boss Lin doesn't care about a few dollars.

At this moment, Boss Lin glanced at me, and I said we had to keep digging.

Boss Lin then waved his hand and said, "Add five hundred to each person, and keep digging for me."

Upon hearing that so much money would be added, the workers had no choice but to continue working. They wrapped towels around their noses to prevent inhaling the stench, and then went to the spot to continue digging.

After digging for a while, about ten minutes, the foreman came out again and said that he had dug something up: a piece of iron chain.

I leaned closer to take a look and saw it was a section of rusty iron chain.

This puzzled me. Why would there be iron chains in this cemetery?

Boss Lin didn't know about this either, and asked me what to do.

I felt things were getting out of control, so I told the workers to stop digging and to find replacements.

Since the grave is almost completely dug up, and there's not much work left, I plan to have Little Fatty continue digging.

Little Fatty was a cultivator after all, so even if the zombie really escaped, he could hold it off. But these workers were no match for him; even the most ordinary zombie would be a death sentence for them.

I told all the workers to leave and let Little Fatty do the digging.

When it comes to work, Little Fatty never hesitates. He grabbed a hoe, jumped down, and started digging.

Little Fatty was full and had plenty of energy. He worked harder than the other workers, as if his strength was free, leaving them all dumbfounded.

The foreman also said that if this kid went to work on a construction site, he could do the work of three or four laborers.

Believe it or not, Little Fatty actually used to work on construction sites, so he's very familiar with this kind of work.

Little Fatty dug for another ten minutes or so, holding his breath the whole time, because he couldn't stand the stench either.

Suddenly, Little Fatty shouted in my direction, "Little Jie, we dug something up! It's a pair of feet!"

Hearing the call, I covered my nose and walked over, and sure enough, I saw a pair of feet.

I was startled when I saw those feet.

These were no ordinary feet; they were covered in hair and had scales that looked like fish scales.

I also saw that the iron chain was wrapped around those feet.

Seeing this, I finally understood why there were iron chains. When the feng shui master buried the Lin family's ancestor, he foresaw the possibility of the corpse turning into a zombie, so he tied the iron chains to the corpse's legs to prevent it from turning into a zombie and harming people.

But right now, it seems that a zombie has emerged, and it's a kind of zombie I've never seen before.

The light rain drizzled down overhead, and the entire cemetery reeked.

After digging out a pair of feet, Little Fatty looked at me and asked, "Little Jie, are you going to dig anymore?"

"Dig, of course we'll dig! We have to dig out all the bodies and burn them!" I said, covering my nose.

Little Fatty responded and continued working.

Unexpectedly, after digging for a few more minutes, Little Fatty shouted again, "Little Jie, we dug up another pair of big feet..."

I leaned closer to take a look, and sure enough, I dug out another pair of feet. These feet were significantly larger than the previous ones.

Based on this, it appears to be a joint burial tomb, where both husband and wife are buried.

I initially thought there was only one, but it turns out there were two.

The key point is that this corpse has also undergone a transformation, much more severely than the previous one.

After a slight hesitation, I told Fatty to keep digging and dig out both bodies.

Little Fatty worked very hard, and in no time, he had dug out most of a corpse.

Then, I took out a very thick rope from the Dragon Tiger Mirror and had Little Fatty wrap it around the legs of the corpse. I then called on the workers to help pull the corpse, which had been mostly dug out, out of the pit.

Neither of the two bodies had a coffin; they were simply buried headfirst in a hole.

I took another closer look at the corpse. It was covered in copper coins, which were rusty and some had even fused with the body.

Six or seven workers pulled together, dragging the body, but it was unusually heavy. Despite the combined efforts of so many people, the body could not be moved an inch.

It was just a corpse, but it felt like it weighed several thousand pounds. The workers were all panting and sweating profusely.

"My God, it's so heavy. It should be easy to pull it up." The foreman wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Even Little Fatty couldn't stand it anymore, so he jumped out of the pit and waved at the workers, saying, "Get out of the way, let me handle this!"

Little Fatty grabbed the rope, gathered his strength in his dantian, gritted his teeth, and roared. The rope was instantly pulled taut, and the corpse with its head stuck in the ground was pulled out little by little by Little Fatty. He really had a lot of strength.