Soon, Yang Zhiping and others rushed out of the hotel and drove to Dongyuan Garden.
The representatives of various family forces who were waiting outside also looked at each other, although they didn't know what was going on.
But he followed immediately.
East Garden.
The place with the best dragon veins in Cangnan Feng Shui.
The cemeteries here are relatively large and sell for millions of dollars.
The most expensive cemetery in this tomb is located on the top of the mountain, covering a thousand square meters, overlooking the green mountains and green waters of Cangnan.
It's a super mansion in a cemetery.
Three years ago, this hilltop cemetery was bought by a mysterious figure for a sky-high price of 300 million, causing a huge sensation.
But the strangest thing is that although a monument has been erected in this cemetery for burials.
But no one knows who is buried in this cemetery.
Even the memorial name on the tombstone only has the word "Hao" engraved on it.
He has no date of death, no identity, no ancestral home, and no relatives.
It’s like he is an unknown person!
But such an unknown person can be buried in this sky-high price cemetery.
At this moment, the originally gloomy sky suddenly began to rain heavily.
Just below the cemetery, there was a group of brightly dressed men and women, who were being soaked by the sudden heavy rain.
Among them was a slim and charming figure, only in her early twenties, with a tall figure and a pair of aura-filled watery eyes that made people's hearts flutter.
"Miss, there is a shelter from the rain in the cemetery at the top. Let's go up there first to take shelter from the rain?"
Soon, a man who looked like a butler took off his coat and covered the head of the young beauty.
The young beauty looked up at the top of the mountain and suddenly said with a hint of regret, "Uncle Mo, the cemetery on the top of the mountain is the same cemetery we failed to buy for grandpa three years ago, right?"
"I originally wanted my grandfather to be buried at the highest point, so that I can enjoy the scenery of Cangnan under the Nine Springs."
"It's a pity that I couldn't do it!"
The man called Uncle Mo nodded.
Afterwards, the group of people hurriedly climbed up the steps.
Pavilions, pavilions, pavilions and pavilions.
After reaching the top of the mountain, these people hid under the pavilion and looked at everything in front of them, and couldn't help but marvel.
"Who is the owner of this cemetery? He originally bought this cemetery for a sky-high price of 300 million, and then went on to spend so much money to decorate it like this. It's like being treated like an emperor!"
"Isn't that true? I think back then, the lady from the cemetery had already quoted a high price of 100 million. Unexpectedly, the other party shouted out 300 million in a frantic manner."
"Even if our Jiang family is the richest man in Cangnan, we are still far behind."
…
These men and women were talking a lot.
Today is the death anniversary of the old man of the Jiang family, so everyone in the Jiang family came together to pay their respects.
At this moment, a figure wearing a black coat and holding a black umbrella slowly walked into the cemetery.
His steps were slow and seemed heavy.
But the strange thing is that with such heavy rain, even if you hold an umbrella, you will inevitably get wet.
But there was not a single drop of water on the man's body or even on his shoes.
"Who is this man?" Everyone's eyes subconsciously fell on the man.
The man's face was stern, and his sharp eyes were filled with ice and coldness, which made people shudder.
But it also contains unspeakable sadness.
"Brother, after three years, we can finally meet again."
"It's a pity that heaven and man will never see each other again!"
Song Yiming sighed coldly in his heart.
Because the military law was so strong, he couldn't even send Xu Zihao off personally.
Xu Zihao's tombstone stands in a stone pavilion.
Song Yiming put down his umbrella and walked to the tombstone. Looking at the word "Hao" engraved on the tombstone, his eyes became more and more terrifying.
What happened to Jiang Yan?
Doesn't his brother even deserve a name after his death?
Then he took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket.
He lit three cigarettes and bowed three times to the tombstone.
"This guy is so poor! He came to worship someone, but he didn't even bring any flowers, but just three cigarettes?"
"Could he be deliberately pretending to know the owner of the tomb?"
…
The Jiang family members who were taking shelter from the rain immediately became contemptuous.
But as soon as they finished speaking, a dozen men in black suddenly poured into the cemetery and stood neatly on both sides.
At the same time, a beautiful figure stepped into the cemetery on high heels.
Behind her was still a man in black holding an umbrella.
Jiaoying has a noble temperament, beauty and elegance that even the Miss Jiang family cannot match.
She is like a fairy in the sky, making people feel ashamed.
"Who is this woman? She is so powerful and beautiful that no one can match her!"
"And the men in black who follow her are well-trained, and they are definitely not simple."
"She's definitely not from here."
"Then this person should be a friend of the owner of the cemetery, and he came here specifically to pay homage, right?"
…
The Jiang family members who were sheltering from the rain quickly began to guess, and their hearts were full of curiosity.
At this time, Jiang Yan, who arrived, raised her eyes and saw Song Yiming already standing in front of the tombstone.
Her eyes instantly became complicated and gloomy.
Finally, she walked into the pavilion.
"Yi Ming..."
She walked behind Song Yiming and called out.
"Why didn't Zihao's name be engraved on the tombstone?"
After Song Yiming turned around, his tone was a little cold.
Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment because she saw that Song Yiming was very angry.
The Jiang family members who were taking shelter from the rain saw that Song Yiming was yelling at the mysterious goddess, and thought that this person was going to be in trouble.
The aura emanating from those men in black is enough to kill people.
But the next scene shocked them extremely
The mysterious goddess actually hugged the other person like a beggar, feeling a little aggrieved and with tears in her eyes.
These Jiang family members were immediately dumbfounded.
"I'm just asking you, I didn't ask you to do this!"
When Song Yiming saw Jiang Yan's pitiful look, his heart suddenly softened.
Before Zihao died, he entrusted himself to take good care of Jiang Yan.
But the brothers died tragically, and there was such a blood feud, how could he not avenge it!
"Yiming, I'm sorry, it's not easy to kill Zihao..."
"I don't want to cause you any more trouble."
Jiang Yan explained very painfully.
In the beginning, Xu Zihao died because of her, but the mastermind behind it was hidden in Yanjing. He was definitely a powerful figure.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for Xu Zihao not to leave any clues after his death.
Xu Zihao was Song Yiming's right-hand man, known as the Qinglong King, and his closest comrade-in-arms.
He is a hero of China. The two of them once guarded the eastern border together and went through life and death. They should have a clear conscience!
boom!
After Song Yiming listened, he suddenly waved his right hand.
The thick pavilion pillars trembled instantly and broke directly.
"Heroes have shed blood, but heroes must not be allowed to shed tears again."
"I must avenge Zihao!"
Song Yiming burst out with an aura that could overturn the pavilion in an instant.
The surrounding vegetation also seemed to be swept by strong winds, shaking violently.
The Jiang family members who were sheltering from the rain were dumbfounded and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
Is that human being?
Everything is like a dream!
This chapter has been completed!