As Wang Le drove his car closer to Fushan, where his mother Wang Xiaodie was buried, his mind became more and more nervous. Copy the website visit: 7777772e766f6474772e636f6d New Dagger and Dagger Chinese Novel

Because he had to think of the day before he left Feicheng, when he went to his mother's grave to worship and went down the mountain, he met the old white-haired farmer.

The reason was that the old man's thing was stolen, and the thief ran to Fushan to worship his daughter Ji Yangzi.

Of course, these are just one-sided words from the white-haired old man, without any substantial evidence, but Wang Le had believed it in his heart and had no doubt that the other party was telling lies.

After all, it is because the old man and Wang Le are not involved in any cause and effect, so there is no need to panic.

"What kind of treasure did grandpa steal?"

"Oh, after the matter is done, Fuyi goes away and runs away, causing my grandson to suffer after he follows."

While driving a car on the concrete road in the countryside to Fushan, Wang Le recalled the tragic experience of meeting the old man last time and later fleeing in panic, and couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

Thinking of this, Wang Le's brows also frowned slightly, because today he moved his mother's grave, as a son, he must be present.

Then the trouble that follows is what if the old man changes

The old man lived here when the mountain in Fushan was to be moved to development. Of course, he would know about this. If he thought deeper, he would also know that the tomb of Fushan would be moved away.

When Wang Le and Ji Yang came to worship Wang Xiaodie, the old man knew that Wang Le would not have been stopped by him later and asked Ji Yangzi's whereabouts.

Wang Le's martial arts cultivation was innate at that time. When facing this old man, he could only escape by looking at the wind. Now that his combat power has increased greatly, he is still cheering up in his heart.

Because my grandfather Jiyang's cultivation is a martial arts rank, he still became a thief, instead of fighting head-on with the old man and snatching things openly from the other party, which shows that.

Therefore, Wang Le, who has always been cautious, is very alert in his heart, so it is not strange.

Just when Wang Le didn't think about it, he rushed all the way. It was almost nine o'clock in the morning when the two cars finally arrived at the foot of Fushan Mountain.

Along the way, Lu Yousan, who was sitting in the fat man's burgundy BMW x6, had already contacted the nearby residents through his mobile phone, so when he arrived, these local farmers had already been waiting at the foot of the mountain with tools.

After getting off the bus, everyone did not give much greetings. Wang Le stuffed two packs of nineteen Supreme cigarettes to each of the seven local farmers in their fifties, and then took the tools to go up the mountain together.

"I hope everything goes well today, that old guy won't come out halfway again."

When he was going up the mountain, Wang Le, who was walking in the front, looked around with his eyes flashing, and prayed silently in his heart.

Of course, the worst plan was that when Wang Le drove here, he was mentally prepared for a long time, saying that he would not fight head-on with the other party.

As for the victory or defeat, Young Master Wang didn't think much about it. Even if he lost, there would be no problem with running away.

So when I was having dinner at a roadside stall in the morning, Wang Le and the fat man had a vaccination in advance, that is, when encountering any situation today, don’t move around, just pretend not to know each other, and don’t get too close.

Although the fat man was so confused about this, he just moved a grave and was like moving it to death, he still agreed without hesitation and was very enlightened and did not ask much.

Because in the eyes of the fat man, his best friend has always been targeted and will not talk nonsense without any chance.

In this way, under the leadership of Wang Le, more than a dozen people spent twenty minutes to arrive at Wang Xiaodie's grave.

At this time, the sun was so hot that it was too sunny. In addition, the climbing up from the foot of the mountain was considered a vigorous exercise. Wang Le and the seven local old farmers were fine, and they had enough physical strength to deal with it, but Fatty and Lu Yousan were not good. They were sweating profusely. They had already taken off their coats and pulled their collars open when they reached the hillside.

Especially as soon as Lu Yousan climbed up, he bent down and vomited in a dark state. It was obvious that he was the one who had emptied his body by drinking and slutty.

Seeing this, Wang Le had to ask Fatty and Lu Yousan to find a place to rest and recover their strength. As for what happened next, he led the seven old farmers to start working.

According to the local custom of Lefang, it should be to open a grave to remove the coffin inside before the sun rose. However, the fat man was too young and didn't think so much. As for Wang Le gradually began to believe in these things, he didn't realize this, so he ran over until half a morning.

As for those old farmers, of course they don’t know how to eat and do anything to remind them of these taboo things. It’s better to do less than more. They just need to work and get money to finish their work.

However, the old farmers were quite conscientious and prepared the black gauze tent in advance. They skillfully nailed four long wooden sticks on the ground around Wang Xiaodie's grave, and then tied the gauze tent to it to form a sunshade to prevent the sun from being exposed to the grave.

With quick hands and feet, Wang Le lit firecrackers and fireworks with the cigarette he held in his mouth.

"Ping Ping Pong"

"Bang bang bang"

When all the firecrackers and fireworks were blown up, the seven old farmers each took their own tools and started digging their graves very well.

Wang Lecai symbolically started to dig with a shovel, then stood under the sun with his hands on his back, without showing any emotion on his face, and Gu Jing watched silently without waves.

There are many people and great power, not to mention that these seven old farmers are good at working, so as time goes by, Wang Xiaodie's grave is gradually dug up, revealing the coffin boards at the corners.

Just as the fat man who had recovered from breathing walked to Wang Le with a bottle of mineral water and handed it to the other party, he saw the old farmers in front of him showing strange looks and muttered in surprise.

"Hey, look at the exposed coffin board is like new"

"I think the tombstones outside have been beaten by wind and rain for at least twenty years. In theory, the coffins buried in the soil have almost rotten."

"I have opened a lot of graves recently. I have encountered strange things today, and it's a bit unlucky."

Seeing that the work of these old farmers slowed down, Wang Le and the fat man whispered, and obviously absent-minded, they couldn't help but feel indescribable strange feeling in their hearts.
Chapter completed!