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Only then did I remember that Long Zhenxing told us that his father was angry with him and said that he would not leave anything in the coffin even if he brought it into the coffin. But I thought this was a joke at the time, so I didn¡¯t. He thought so much, but now his father's grave really exploded.
Is it possible that it could have exploded on its own? It was definitely Dongfang Bo and the others who found the clue and then went to blow up his father's grave.
When we arrived at the school gate, Long Zhenxing was already running to the door out of breath. We didn¡¯t waste any time. After we got into Yan Beixun¡¯s car, he started to give directions and the car drove towards the outskirts of the city.
"You're out, where's Gui Ji?" I asked Long Zhenxing at this time.
"Xiaotian is watching, nothing will happen." Long Zhenxing said.
When I heard this, I nodded and asked, "Don't you know what was buried when your father was buried? How could you let your father really take your family heirloom into the tomb?"
"How did I know?" Dongfang Bo said with a grimace: "At that time, I buried some of my father's clothes. How could I think so much."
As we talked, we had already driven to a barren mountain in the suburbs, and Yan Beixun drove up along a muddy path.
"You are so rich, why would you bury your father on this barren mountain?" Yan Beixun curled his lips and said.
"Master, you misunderstood. Although those cemeteries are expensive, I can still afford it. But as you know, the feng shui of cemeteries is sparse and ordinary, so I found a place with slightly better feng shui, and the cemetery is also beautiful." It must be cremated. My father told me many times before his death that he should never be cremated after his death."
From the perspective of our younger generation, cremation is nothing, but the older generation cares about it very much. They all pay attention to burial. If it is burned into ashes, it is not buried.
Soon the car drove to a tomb. It was not suitable to call it a tomb. This place was just a big pit that was blown up with explosives.
I also asked Long Zhenxing how he knew about it on the way, and I learned that this place is not far from Long Zhenxing's hometown. The nearby villagers heard the sound of explosions and came up to see Long Zhenxing's father's grave exploded, so they called to inform them. he.
Yan Beixun frowned as he looked at the blasted grave. A coffin was placed next to the pit. It had obviously been dug out, and the lid of the coffin was also lifted.
Yan Beixun and I walked to the coffin together, and when we looked inside, we saw the body of Long Zhenxing¡¯s father lying inside. However, it was severely decomposed, and a disgusting corpse smell hit our face.
Long Zhenxing also walked behind us at this time, took a look inside, and immediately bent over and vomited.
Even his own father would feel disgusted if he saw the body rotting like this.
"Hurry up, don't vomit, look what's missing from your father's coffin." I looked at Long Zhenxing who couldn't stop vomiting and said quickly.
Long Zhenxing nodded slightly, swallowed, looked at the corpse inside, his face was slightly pale, but he still suppressed his nausea and looked inside.
After looking at it for a while, Long Zhenxing said, "Hey, my dad's favorite calligraphy and painting is missing."
"Calligraphy and painting?" I asked.
"It's a calligraphy by Wang Xizhi, but it's just a fake. My dad will look at that calligraphy and painting when he's free. Could it be that that thing is a family heirloom?" Long Zhenxing said with a regretful look on his face: "No, that thing looks ordinary. It's just ordinary, how can it be a treasure?"
Looking at Long Zhenxing¡¯s appearance, Yan Beixun and I didn¡¯t know what to say. What else could we say?
My father¡¯s grave has exploded. Is it because he didn¡¯t have enough eyesight to bury all the good treasures in this grave, and then let Dongfang Bo and the others take them away?
There is nothing I can do now. I sighed, looked at the coffin, and asked Yan Beixun beside me: "What should I do now?"
"What else can be done?" Yan Beixun shrugged: "Chase!"
After saying that, Yan Beixun took out a writing brush, put it in his hand, and read: "Using the pen as the spirit, I am looking for the rebellious disciple Dongfang Bo, please show me the way!"
The pen was originally held in Yan Beixunping's hand, but now it started to rotate like a compass, and then pointed in one of the directions.
"Get in the car!" Yan Beixun said hurriedly.
However, Yan Beixun did not get to the driver's seat, but got to the passenger seat. He asked Long Zhenxing, "You can drive, right?"
Long Zhenxing didn't talk nonsense at this time, his face was as ugly as eating Xiang.
He said slowly: "I will never spare those bastards lightly in this matter!"
"Do you still need to tell me?" Yan ???Xun glanced at him.
Long Zhenxing drove very fast in front, while Yan Beixun occasionally gave him directions.
Soon, we drove out of Hechuan and started running on a country road.
"What are they doing in such a remote place?" I asked with a frown.
Yan Beixun chuckled: "They are waiting for us."
"Waiting for us?" I was stunned.
"Although that boy Dongfang Bo is ruthless, I am his master and know him very well. There is no way he would run away without saving his men." Yan Bei found the way.
Save that concubine?
I nodded silently and didn¡¯t say anything more.
Sure enough, soon, the car drove to the end. At the end was a small hillside, and two figures were standing on it.
Through the moonlight, you can vaguely see the figures of Dongfang Bo and Crazy Python.
"You wait in the car." After Yan Beixun finished speaking to Long Zhenxing, he nodded to me, and we walked up here together.
We walked up to Dongfang Bo and Crazy Python. Dongfang Bo didn't look much different from before. He was still handsome and had red hair, while Crazy Python had a fierce look on his face. When he saw me walking up, he looked at me for the first time. One of them scolded: "You kid, are you plotting against me?"
"Why did I trick you?" I couldn't help but laugh or cry.
"You said the thing was at your place, but I searched your dormitory and couldn't find it. In the end, I found it in that old man's coffin." Crazy Python cursed.
"You believe me when I say it, and you can only blame your own low IQ." I shrugged helplessly: "You blame me?"
When the crazy python heard this, his face turned red, and his eyes were filled with unspeakable anger as if they were about to spit out fire.
"You guys are waiting for us here just to quarrel, right?" Yan Beixun looked at Dongfang Bo and asked calmly.
Dongfang Bo had a smile on his lips: "Of course not, Gui Ji."
"It's delicious and delicious. We're waiting for you." Yan Beixun said, "Otherwise, are you going to trade that map with us for the Concubine?"
"Impossible." Dongfang Bo shook his head without hesitation.
"You're really still like this, kid. Why don't you just take a fake thing and replace the concubine? Anyway, we haven't seen what that thing looks like." Yan Beixun said.
"Do I, Dongfangbo, need to do that? Are there any people I want to save that I can't save?" (Remember the website address: 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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