C31

That night, Old Man He directly cremated his father who had rushed back from Lin Province. When his father was sorting out the things left behind, he saw the will and placed it in a drawer. It was obvious that it had been there for a long time.

Not all the research materials had been used, and the items in the old man's hands had been burnt along with the corpse. We were the only ones to offer our condolences. There was no grand ceremony, just standing in front of the cremation furnace and silently watching it burn.

It had taken more than sixty years for such a big person to grow into his most mature form, yet it had only taken half an hour for him to turn into ashes.

As the corpse burned, the magnificent fragrance became increasingly stronger, filling the nose. However, no one cared about this as they walked back with the urns in their hands one step at a time.

The three of them sat in the room for the entire night.

"Uncle, good morning." The tiredness on his father's face was no less than usual, his face had collapsed, and he looked like he had aged ten years. "Come with me, I have something to talk to you about." He walked into the study that Old He stayed in before his death, glanced at what it meant, then turned and entered.

Wei Yuting and I went out to buy breakfast on our own accord.

He was no longer feeling that uncomfortable after being suppressed. I bought some veggies and tofu porridge and headed home. When he opened the door, his face was pale and his eyes were bloodshot. His father's appearance was similarly ugly. He accepted the breakfast and thanked him before going out with a kind smile.

The piece of parchment that was used to wrap the stone tablet was spread out on the table. What did he mean by entering the study once again? After taking out the stone tablet, he respectfully closed the door.

"Send this to me," Wei Yuting said, "How much do you want to send first... Eat something. "

Ye Zichen shook his head and returned to his room, "I'm going to sleep for a while."

Wei Yuting and I looked at each other, and Wei Yuting rewrapped the stone tablet. The two of them sat on the sofa, looking at each other in silence.

I said, "When my grandfather died … Me too... "Ai, I'll be fine after a while …"

Wei Yuting did not say anything. She closed her eyes and a sparkle flashed across the corner of her eyes.

At night, he opened the door that had always been locked, and looked at us with the corners of his mouth twitching, "Let's go out for a walk."

On the way, Wei Yuting and I tried to find a topic to talk about, but it was still unable to bring him back to his senses. But even though my face was stiff, when I looked into his eyes, there was a strange glow.

After that, Wei Yuting was still accompanying him, while I was called back to Ningbo by my old man. When he arrived, he was not there. He was instructed on the phone, "In two days, someone will come to the house. You will act with them, you know? "Hmm?"

This is something unique to the old man. Even though I don't understand it, I still have to be honest with myself. After hearing Wei Yuting tell me why some of them came out and put up snacks, I waited for those few people to come over.

The night after I received the call, I was strolling home from the street when I heard two dark figures, one fat and the other skinny, turn around when they heard the sound of something serious. The fat one slipped beside me and said, "Aiyo, you're back."

I looked at the two gatekeepers. The slim guy had a familiar smile on his face, just like the storyteller in the TV series. He wore a Chinese tunic and looked like he was in his forties. He slightly nodded and spoke in standard Mandarin. The moment the fatty opened his mouth, the smell of a roasted man filled the air. These two people were rather adorable.

I had a good impression of both and replied them one by one. The fat guy's name is Zhang Zhi Xia, nicknamed Da Xia (I think he made it up so I can call him that), the skinny guy's name is Song Quan Qing, he waved for me to call him Old Song.

I opened the door and went in, pouring each a cup of Tie Guanyin. The chivalrous hero's eyes were sharp, and he didn't drink tea either. He grumbled as he took out Sprite from a nearby box.

I don't care, the three of them sat down.

"My dad told me about the two of you. I just want to know, what are you going to do next?" I turned the cup. Thinking that my dad might be someone in the organization. What do you mean, 'father' is a businessman? My father is in the same business as my old man. They are both in research, so there's no reason for them to choose me over him.

Pop knew what I was doing. I had been suspended from school for a year before I left for Egypt, and by the time I got my papers, my dad had already signed them. This matter of time must be related to what I have been doing recently.

The chivalrous hero wiped his mouth and was about to say something when Old Song smiled and said, "Tzu Zhen's small town is Tzu Hu's water. Let's go get it. We can't describe it in a short while, so we'll take a look together."

The chivalrous hero glared at him, "You motherf * cker, you're still trying to keep us in suspense …" "But this thing is really hard to describe …" He pinched the fat on his face and said, "How should I put it …" You know about the tomb beast, right? That is a tomb suppressing beast, but it has grown into a key. "

I looked at him blankly.

Old Song coughed. He put down his teacup. "We'll know when we get there."

The chivalrous hero took out his mobile phone and fiddled with it a few times, "Look, we're at Ningbo, we can set off tomorrow!" Saying so, he patted his chest and said, "I will take all of your diving suits and tools!"

Me: "…"

Old Song: "..."

Accompanying the two of them to retrieve their luggage, they stayed at my house that night. Tzu Cheng is a place I'm familiar with. I live in many places, and beyond it, there are also the hills of the conch and the ruins of the Hamdu. When I was a kid, I used to go there two days a week.

The next morning, the diving lights and diving suits bought by the chivalrous hero had all arrived. The chivalrous hero was smirking by the side. Old Song and I will sort it out.

I had two empty suitcases at home, packed to the brim. He took the bus. There wasn't much change after they came down.

I easily took the other two to the lakeside. She remembered that when she was young, if she didn't want to write essays, she would write about Mercy Lake. She would write about it from the four seasons of the year until wind, frost, snow, and could be said to be thoroughly familiar with it.

I thought maybe I was going to dig a hole in front of everyone or jump in a diving suit. But when they reached the Lake of Mercy, the other two did not look at the lake, but instead followed the gravel path to the farmland on the other side.

The chivalrous hero walked in front while humming a tune on the side of the road. Old Song stepped back a little and said to me, "We can't just walk down so casually, can we? Then what would happen if he was caught? Then wouldn't the matter be exposed? "

I listened to his tone and felt a little uncomfortable. It's fine to be caught, but what he said wasn't a problem, so he didn't say anything and just smiled in response, "Why are you guys so familiar with this place? "Locals?"

Old Song clicked his tongue twice, "No no, the hero is from Beijing, I'm from Shaanxi." "Oh," I said. Old Song smiled and continued, "Do you know that there's a well down here? "It's that filial son …" "Dong Yong?" Ah, yes! "The well goes straight to the bottom of Lake Ci. We've already checked it out in the past two days."

It turned out that two days meant two days after the investigation was completed.

I was a little impressed, but the chivalrous hero had already stopped. He patted his bag and said, "Let's go and change!"