It was no wonder that He Jing's forehead was surrounded by yin energy; he had dug up someone's grave.
Clearly, He Jing didn't know this, otherwise, he certainly wouldn't have dared to dig.
"What's wrong, Sister Zhao?" Liu Peng asked when Zhao Yan didn't move and was staring blankly ahead.
Zhao Yan said, "Where is Teacher He?"
Liu Peng pointed behind them, "Teacher He is coming over soon."
Zhao Yan looked back. He Jing was walking over, chatting and laughing with Mu Jun, and he was holding two small hoes.
Seeing He Jing, Zhao Yan said, "Teacher He, this plot of land cannot be plowed. There are old graves buried underneath this plot of land, people are buried here!"
"Ah!" Teacher He looked at Zhao Yan in shock.
He walked to Zhao Yan's side and looked at the plot of land.
"No way, is this land really buried with people?"
Speaking of this, He Jing quickly shook his head, "Impossible! The elder brother who led me here before said this land was suitable for farming."
Zhao Yan said seriously, "I'm not lying to you, Teacher He. If you dig half a meter deeper, you'll see bones."
Liu Peng quickly stood up from the ground and bowed repeatedly towards the old graves.
"I'll go ask that elder brother," He Jing said, turning around and running off quickly.
Soon, He Jing brought over a middle-aged man.
After some questioning, it was learned that this village was built forty years ago, and before that, this area was wasteland.
This elder brother was in his forties and didn't know there were graves here.
The film crew rented a piece of wasteland from him, and he rented this wasteland to the film crew.
Mu Jun didn't quite believe Zhao Yan's words. He grew up abroad and wasn't very afraid of such things.
He picked up a small hoe and dug down a few times.
After digging for two or three minutes, he suddenly let out a scream and retreated several steps in fear.
"There's... there are bones! It looks like a hand!"
Mu Jun's face turned pale, and he trembled, holding tightly onto Liu Peng.
Teacher He and Liu Peng were startled by Mu Jun's scream. Seeing Mu Jun's strong reaction, they immediately looked ahead.
Indeed, a pale hand bone was exposed.
"Oh my god, Teacher He!" Liu Peng turned around and hugged Mu Jun tightly.
The middle-aged man leaned over to look, examined it, and exclaimed, "My dear mother! It really is a human hand bone!"
None of these people had seen such a scene before, and they were all terrified.
Then, they looked at Zhao Yan.
They noticed that Zhao Yan didn't show much of a reaction.
"Little Zhao, what do you think we should do?" He Jing asked fearfully.
Having dug up someone's grave, if people came looking for them, he became increasingly panicked thinking about it.
Zhao Yan comforted them, "Teacher He, you don't need to be afraid. I'm here."
"Peng Peng, can you find me a clean pocket? And also open my suitcase and get me a set of clothes."
Liu Peng immediately ran off, "Sister Zhao, I'll get it for you right away!"
He ran very fast and went inside the house.
Zhang Lei, who was lying in the pavilion, saw this and couldn't help but say, "What's going on? So urgent!"
Liu Peng opened Zhao Yan's suitcase, found a clean set of clothes from inside, and turned back to Zhang Lei, saying, "Teacher He's previous plot of land had a corpse buried in it, and Sister Zhao asked me to get something."
"I was really scared to death, Teacher Zhang."
Zhang Lei had just taken a sip of tea when he heard this and his eyes widened, "Ah! Buried in the field? Impossible!"
He immediately got up and quickly ran over with Liu Peng.
"How can there be someone buried in the field? Isn't this the film crew deliberately putting a corpse model down to prank us?"
Zhang Lei's first thought was that the film crew was playing tricks again. They had done some pranks for the sake of the show before.
Liu Peng shook his head, "It's impossible, Teacher Zhang. I saw the corpse with my own eyes, it's real."
Zhang Lei still didn't believe it and said to the cameraman behind him, "Did you guys do this?"
He then turned to the film crew's assistant director, "Is it true? Tell the truth. If it's fake, tell them quickly. Look how pale Peng Peng is from fright."
The film crew's assistant director shook his head seriously, "We didn't do it. We want ratings, but we wouldn't do something like this."
Zhang Lei's expression became increasingly serious.
Arriving at the field, Liu Peng quickly handed the clothes and pocket to Zhao Yan.
"Sister Zhao, the pocket is clean."
Zhao Yan spread out the pocket, lit three incense sticks, and stuck them in the ground. She muttered something, and after finishing, put on her gloves.
"Peng Peng, where did Sister Zhao get her gloves from? I didn't see them," Mu Jun asked curiously.
If it were usual times, Teacher Zhang would have teased, "Little Zhao's aren't as big as yours."
But now he couldn't say a word.
Zhao Yan took out the bones piece by piece from the grave mound and placed them in the clean pocket.
The soil in the grave had become waterlogged.
The bones were soaked in the accumulated water.
It was likely that He Jing's hoes had dug a hole in the grave mound.
Combined with the rain, rainwater flowed into the hole exposed in the grave mound, and water accumulated inside.
A grave is the home of the deceased. The home had a hole dug into it by someone else. With heavy rain outside, it was raining inside too. The deceased's bones were exposed to so much rain, and they must have resentment.
Perhaps this was why He Jing's forehead had yin energy.
No one present spoke. They were all quietly waiting for Zhao Yan to handle it.
Watching Zhao Yan handle it, they had to say two words: professional!
She cleaned the bones thoroughly with paper and gently placed them on the bag.
Then, she helped the bones put on new clothes.
Throughout this entire process, they didn't see any fear on Zhao Yan's face.
In contrast, as they watched Zhao Yan holding the bones, they felt their scalps tingle.
If there were fewer people, they probably wouldn't have been able to stay for even a second.
"This grave cannot be lived in anymore, it needs to be moved," Zhao Yan said.
He Jing said, "Little Zhao, tell us where to move it, and I'll cover the cost."
The film crew's assistant director stepped forward and said, "This is our film crew's oversight, and we apologize for frightening everyone. Our film crew will cover this cost."
"Elder brother, can you let us have a piece of land to bury this body? Just tell us how much it costs."
The middle-aged man thought for a moment and pointed to a place a few hundred meters ahead, "There's a piece of land over there."
"How do we move it?" He Jing asked.
Zhao Yan thought for a moment, then held the body in her arms, "I'll carry it over."
He Jing: "!!!"
Zhang Lei: "!!!"
Liu Peng and Mu Jun were both full of exclamation marks!
Carry it over? Was that something a human would think of?
Looking at Zhao Yan, they truly didn't know what to say. All the men present combined didn't have half the courage of Zhao Yan.
Truly fearless!