Chapter 1109

Sun Fenghou and Jiang Changbin knelt on the ground, gnashing their teeth in anger and tears.

Guilt, remorse and resentment are useless. I just feel that the whole person is about to burst.

Since the death of the old headmaster he Yuanyue, the two will habitually come to he Yuanyue's tomb to talk about whether they encounter happy things, upset things, or difficult things, whether they encounter difficulties at work or at home.

It's like my teacher is still alive, still listening to them with a warm smile.

After talking to the teacher, it seems that the teacher can still help himself.

But now, even the teacher's grave has been dug!

The feeling of seeing this scene and that moment with their own eyes is... The sky is falling!

And... My heart is broken. The once warmest place in my heart has become cold ice!

Strong remorse suddenly surged into my heart.

What else can I do?

I look at the teacher's grave here every day. Now, the teacher's grave has been destroyed.

Do I complain every day?

I can't even protect the teacher's grave. What else do I say? One parent is an official and one term is an official for the benefit of the other?

What else did I say to keep one side safe?

Isn't that a joke?

The teacher spent all her life for the country and the people and for the future of the human race. Now, unexpectedly, someone destroyed her grave a hundred years later!

Sun Fenghou yelled at the sky with red eyes: "God! What about being a good man? What about being a bad man? Have you ever opened your eyes? Have you ever punished a bad man? Have you ever praised any good man?"

"What about serving the country and the people? I'm not going to expose my body in the wilderness after death. I can't be stable?"

"So what if you're full of evil? You were not rich? You enjoyed all the luxury?"

"You're a god! But you're presiding over justice!? you're presiding over justice?!"

"Why?"

All the people present, one by one, their mentality collapsed to the end!

"Shangjing! Shangjing is paralyzed!"

Jiang Changbin gnashed his teeth, took out his mobile phone in tears and called the old man: "I don't want to stay in Phoenix. I want to get promoted and get rich. You can find a way to transfer me to Beijing."

Over there, general director Jiang almost collapsed and howled, "what nonsense are you talking about?"

"I don't care if it's bullshit or not. Anyway, I want to be transferred to Beijing and have real power. I want to be an official and a senior official!"

"I really want to go to Beijing. I can't do it with real power. I'll get you there?"

"You must find a way! You must find a way for me!"

"Who am I with? Believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

"Whatever, I'm going to Beijing anyway..."

Pop.

The phone hung up.

Jiang Changbin is still shouting: "I'm going to Beijing! I'm going to Beijing! I'm going to avenge my teacher!..."

At this time

Jingling bell

Hu Ruoyun's cell phone rings.

Zuo Xiaoduo called back.

"It's Xiao duo."

Hu Ruoyun sighed.

The news he sent still made Zuo Xiaoduo feel abnormal, so he called back immediately.

Hu Ruoyun coughed, took his mobile phone and left for hundreds of meters before connecting the phone. In a soft voice, he said, "Xiaoduo?"

Zuo Xiaoduo's voice came: "Miss Hu, you send me a message. Something must be wrong?"

Hu Ruoyun was silent for a moment and said, "well... No..."

On the phone, Zuo Xiaoduo's deep voice said, "Mr. Hu, is it... The old principal's grave has been damaged?"

This voice, even if Hu Ruoyun sounds, has some Yin pity.

An inexplicable feeling of yin and cold.

Hu Ruoyun was stunned.

Zuo Xiaoduo, how do you know?

Hu Ruoyun hurriedly asked, "Xiaoduo, are you... Are you in Phoenix?"

Whirlwind like turn around, eyes uncertain, is it... Zuo Xiaoduo is also here?

But looking around for a week, I didn't see Zuo Xiaoduo.

But Hu Ruoyun's words have exposed too many things instantaneously.

Zuo Xiaoduo fully understood in an instant.

After a long silence, he said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Hu, please take a picture of what the old principal's grave looks like when it is destroyed."

Zuo Xiaoduo felt so cold and depressed that he didn't want to talk.

With these words, he hung up the phone silently and was dazed.

He Yuanyue's appearance appeared in his heart again. It seemed that he stood in front of himself and looked at himself gently and kindly.

Slowly say: "... I hope, my home, will not be destroyed... I hope, my country..."

Zuo Xiaoduo fiercely closed his eyes.

There was a bulge on his cheek because of gritting his teeth. Take a deep breath in, take a big breath out

He didn't say a word.

Before hearing the other party's plan, Zuo Xiaoduo shouted angrily, and his mood was almost out of control.

However, after confirming the matter, Zuo Xiaoduo didn't want to say a word.

There's no need to say.

What the old headmaster wants to see is not his incompetence, rage and useless roar.

This matter, from now on, has no room for turning around.

He bowed his head and whispered: "there are many regrets and old things in this life, and a cavity of great love is full of stars; the spring breeze, peaches and plums all over the world, and the jade pen of thousands of years of history..."

This is a poem I gave to he Yuanyue.

It is also a poem that he Yuanyue said in advance to be engraved on the tombstone.

Finally, it was really engraved on the tombstone.

Now, the tomb is destroyed, but Zuo Xiaoduo reads it out low.

With each word, Zuo Xiaoduo's gloomy spirit strengthened by one point.

At the last three words, it was as thin as a hairspring, but a gloomy and terrible smell was becoming more and more serious.

Zuo Xiaoduo only felt a flame burning in his heart.

It made him very uncomfortable.

Over there.

Hu Ruoyun wants to say something and comfort, but Zuo Xiaoduo has hung up the phone.

Hu Ruoyun held his mobile phone in a daze for a long time.

"Xiaoduo said, take some photos of the situation here for him." Hu Ruoyun turned his head and looked at his husband.

grave.

Traditionally, tombs and tombstones cannot be photographed.

Among them, there are great taboos.

But Zuo Xiaoduo made such a request at the moment.

Li Changjiang whispered, "show him."

"?" Hu Ruoyun looked at her husband.

"Don't forget that Zuo Xiaoduo is the descendant of the old headmaster's skill of looking for Qi, and he himself is good at the way of Feng Shui and the magic power of Xiangfa."

"Anyone may not understand the taboo, but Zuo Xiaoduo will never understand it."

"Now that he says he wants to shoot, you can show him."

"Why?"

"Because just now, in the whole telephone conversation, you didn't say what happened, but Zuo Xiaoduo clearly knew it and knew it very clearly... That's why he asked to see the photos."

"This shows that Zuo Xiaoduo knows much more than we do!"

"So... Shoot him."

"OK."

A group of photos, up and down, in all directions and backgrounds, including the aerial view, including the panorama of mountains and forests, were taken carefully by Hu Ruoyun. After confirmation, they were sent.

Then, I attached a list and contact information. In the past, I had my own, Li Changjiang's, Jiang Changbin's, sun Fenghou's

Not long, just a few seconds, Zuo Xiaoduo sent a message: "where's teacher LAN?"

"Teacher LAN left some time ago. I don't know why."

Hu Ruoyun compiled the news, but he was more confused.

Why did sister LAN leave?

Isn't she going to guard the grave for the old headmaster?

Why did you leave suddenly without even saying hello?

However, while Hu Ruoyun was puzzled at the bottom of his heart, he also had many blessings: Fortunately, sister LAN left early. If sister Lan was still there when the enemy came to destroy the grave, sister LAN would certainly die!

This sudden departure also avoided the death.

As for whether sister LAN colluded with the enemy, Hu Ruoyun didn't even think about it - even if she colluded with others to destroy the old principal's grave, sister LAN is impossible!

"I see."

Zuo Xiaoduo sent a message: "don't worry, Mr. Hu. There's nothing wrong with you. Don't act rashly at this time. The murderer is from Beijing. He has a deep background and has returned to Beijing now. I'm dealing with them."

Hu Ruoyun suddenly raised his heart and hurriedly sent out two words: "be careful!"

No longer reply, the bottom of my heart is full of complaints.

This child doesn't know how serious it is. He's dealing with the enemy, sending messages and making phone calls... Hey, young people just make people uneasy.

Zuo Xiaoduo put down the phone and his face sank like water.

After this news, Hu Ruoyun and others should not search for the murderer in Phoenix. As long as they don't act rashly, the safety factor will always be much greater.

The strength of the other side is too strong. Any GUI Xuan can sweep the second middle school and kill the door directly.

Not to mention, it is very likely that those who go are flying practitioners, and there is more than one.

If Hu Ruoyun and others find anything, it will inevitably lead to another tragic sacrifice.

Now, what has been lost has made Zuo Xiaoduo feel that he can't afford it.

"What's the matter?" Zuo Xiaonian's face sank like water, an unprecedented cold killing opportunity, showed from her: "is the old headmaster's grave... Destroyed?"

Zuo Xiaoduo was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice, "yes."

Immediately turn on the mobile phone and show the picture sent by Hu Ruoyun to Zuo Xiaonian.

Dozens of photos pieced together the situation on the other side, showing the mess at the scene, that big pit and broken stone tablet.

The stone tablet was dumped on one side and had been broken. The only intact section left only one sentence: spring breeze, peaches and plums all over the world!

The only side that is still in good shape is engraved with this sentence, which, in Zuo Xiaoduo's view, is inexplicably dazzling!

Spring breeze peach and plum all over the world!

All over the world!

So what?

Hasn't someone even planed the grave?

There is no peace when you die!

Talk about "jade pen carving of long history"?

Even two years have not passed, it's frustrating

What an ironic scene!

When I saw the twelve words on the stone wall next to me, it deeply hurt Zuo Xiaoduo's heart.

Let his pupils shrink suddenly, like a needle.

"The wind and clouds in Beijing are stirring. What are the dead involved in?"

"Ho ho..."

Zuo Xiaoduo's eyes were red, and an inexplicable voice came out of his throat. At this moment, his anger had obviously gone to the extreme.

"Wang family, are you so awesome? Then let's have a good time."

"I'll play with you to the end!"

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[my heart is stuffed with writing...]