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I don't know when he started digging, but he wanted to steal my grandpa's body, and he didn't want to do anything good!
The matter of my father and my mother has already made me extremely depressed. How could it be possible for him to succeed?
"Uncle Chen, I understand what you mean. I'll notify the Feng family to send someone here right away! I'll invite my grandpa out tonight. My dad is also in trouble. The fool of the Wang family hired him as an undercover employee. Can you solve it?" What?" While I was talking, Blind Chen didn't let us stand here anymore, but walked out of Guolinzi.
The two people and the dog walked in a hurry, and I briefly talked about my mother and the fool of the Wang family again.
Including what I met and saw today.
Blind Chen's expression was always serious.
It wasn't until we reached the village that he suddenly said: "You don't have to worry about your mother's body being dug up and buried in the Wang family, the Wang family's idiots don't have the skills."
"The twenty-two-year-old Musha is no ordinary sneaky ghost. She has been following you all the time."
Stopping on the road at the entrance of the village, Chen Xiazi's words made my heart skip a beat.
He stretched out his hand and patted me on the shoulder, as if to comfort me, and then continued: "Your father's yin employment has not yet been completed, I can solve it, you must dig out your grandfather, and the old widower cannot get it!"
In the end, Blind Chen's voice became much more dignified.
"Xiao Hei, you stay here with Shiliu." He patted the Wolf Mastiff's head and hurried towards the village.
I didn't dare to delay, so I took out my mobile phone and called Feng Zhirong.
Generally speaking, I want to dig the concrete ground at the end of the village road. I hope he can help me clear up some necessary relationships, reduce troubles, and give me manpower. I want to see people as soon as possible.
Feng Zhirong immediately agreed, saying that this is a trivial matter, and he will let me wait for an hour at most.
After hanging up the phone, I went to the side of the road and waited.
Looking at the direction where the old widower lives from this position, basically you can't see anything, and you can only see bushes and willows after a few tens of meters on the path.
I took out the compass, and the pointer quickly changed from a red needle to a floating needle.
My eyelids twitched slightly, the old widower must not have found my grandpa so easily.
Although the compass cannot determine the specific point, but it can reflect good yin, it means that grandpa is still down.
The wolf mastiff didn't lie on its stomach, but walked back and forth beside me, as if it was patrolling.
While the heart is calm, it is also very nervous.
The series of things about going back to the village made me feel at a loss!
Originally, I thought I should have some skills.
?It¡¯s not easy to say, but at least I can handle my parents¡¯ and grandpa¡¯s affairs in a safe and secure manner.
Unexpectedly, these things became more and more serious one by one. If Liu Wensan and blind man Chen didn't help, I would definitely not be able to resist.
Especially when my father and my mother's affairs were intertwined, and the murderer, the idiot of the Wang family, surfaced, it made me clear that my strength is now low.
No matter how tough I am, I won't be so passive.
Time passed very slowly, and at this moment, the wolf mastiff suddenly barked! Its voice is extremely fierce, I have rarely seen it so fierce!
When Ji Ling came back to his senses, he realized that there was an old man limping over on the small road we came up just now. He was getting close and had already stepped onto the side of the road.
The wolf mastiff was almost about to pounce on it!
"Xiao Hei!" I yelled in a low voice, not letting the wolf mastiff come forward, and at the same time staring at the old man with narrowed pupils.
This man is the old widower!
He is really too old, and the hair on his head is almost gone, leaving only a few tufts of white hair.
The calf of the right leg was gone, and a cloth bag was wrapped from under the knee, and a dirty wooden stick was stuck on it.
Such disabled people are not uncommon if they stay in the countryside for a long time.
In the early years, which family had the money to make prosthetics? Even in the current rural areas, it is not bad to be able to move easily, and there are even more people on crutches.
The old widower's face was very pale, but there were two blushes, and there was a stench of alcohol on his body, the smell of alcohol that he hadn't brushed his teeth and bathed for many years.
There is an inexplicable aura about him, he looks like a bad old man, or a disabled alcoholic, but after looking at him more, I feel terrified, as if he walked out of a sea of ??corpses and blood.
He ignored me and went straight across the Xiaoliu River. I noticed that he entered the small village at the entrance of the village.Department.
After a few minutes, he came out again. When he passed me and returned to the path, he turned his head and glanced at me, smiling.
Under the moonlight, the age spots look just like corpse spots, very penetrating.
Especially with a pair of cloudy eyes, it is very uncomfortable.
I looked at his face twice more, trying to see his face.
But what makes my heart palpitate is that I can't see anything
"The Tang suit you're wearing disgusts me. I've gotten better in the past two years." The old widower suddenly spoke.
His voice has a bit of a duck's voice, and it seems to be squeezed out of the door, very dry and hoarse.
He also stared at me for a few seconds before continuing: "If you dare to appear outside my house in the middle of the night, I would have chopped you up a few years ago, and I would have stewed the dog next to you for meat. "
My eyelids twitched wildly, and I stared at the old widower, he must know who I am!
Suddenly the sound of the car engine sounded.
In an instant, several cars were parked beside me, their headlights shining directly on the old widower. The old widower didn't say anything more, turned around and left.
The one who got out of the car was Feng Qu, whose face was covered with gauze. He called me Mr. Luo respectfully.
My chest was heaving up and down, my eyes were still on the old widower, and then I shouted in a hoarse voice: "Old widower, don't scare me."
"After all, you broke a leg, killing Luo Zhongliang's grandson is not that easy!"
"And your hands and feet are still too slow!"
The old widower paused suddenly. He stared back at me, his eyeballs almost popping out.
The next moment, he suddenly walked forward, obviously wanting to rush back to the yard. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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