"Where is Lin Zhantian's body?" Old Mrs. Lin asked Cang with her eyebrows.

A smile curled up at the corner of Cang's mouth: "Everyone is dead, and he has been dead for decades. What else do you have to do with a body?"

But Mrs. Lin continued to ask: "Tell me..."

Cang pondered for a while, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and slowly disappeared from the side of Mrs. Lin as he stepped on, and rushed into the Lin family's ancestral home...

"Zhantian..." Old Mrs. Lin did not wait for Cang's answer. In fact, she had already predicted the result in her heart. The reason why she stood here and waited for Cang to ask was because a few years ago when she was visiting Lin Zhantian's grave in the back mountain of Yanjing, she saw a figure from afar. The figure was covered in a black robe and a mask on her face. The figure at that time looked very much like Lin Zhantian. But when Old Mrs. Lin chased after him, the figure quickly escaped...

Before, Old Lady Lin always thought that Lin Zhantian was dead. But that time she had doubts in her heart. In the past few years, she kept recalling the scene and little by little. Her suspicion in her heart became deeper. Old Lady Lin's guess had never told anyone from beginning to end. And the strange smile in front of her just now, even more? Erzhayiyi brushed the land in the west? What did Old Lady Lin think of.

A cold wind blew, and Old Mrs. Lin's body trembled violently, and a sense of death slowly spread out from her old body. Yes, this winter has not yet ended, and she no longer has the intention to hold on...

At this moment, Cang, who had entered the Lin family's ancestral house and sat in the main seat of the Lin family's ancestral house's conference hall, reached out and touched his chin, and said to himself meaningfully: "Is there any point in asking that question? If you die, you will die. Or has she seen something..."

Old Mrs. Lin stood alone at the gate of Lin's family for a long time. When she came to her senses again, she saw that Lin Hao was in the distance who was greeting You Zi Concubine. More than ten meters in front of her, Lin Hao and You Zi Concubine in their wedding clothes got out of the car and walked towards her. Old Mrs. Lin didn't want to see You Zi Concubine again, so she snorted coldly and turned back to Lin's ancestral home.

Old Mrs. Lin went in, but there were still many people standing at the gate to attend the wedding. These people were all big bosses or giants from all walks of life. These people walked in as the pale faces of Lin Hao and the cold-faced concubine You Zi, each of whom did not make any sounds, and they were extremely quiet.

Because everyone has a feeling that today's wedding is not like a wedding, but it is more like a funeral. Yes, it is a funeral!

The atmosphere was extremely strange. No one present had attended such a wedding in his life. People who knew some inside stories were even more at peace. They always felt that something big would happen at this wedding today.

Lin Hao's injuries were getting worse and worse. The two slaps that he had endured in the You family were attacking by Concubine You Zi with all his strength. Now the injuries on his body are still getting worse. Sweat all over his body, and his lips are pale and not like a living person. Even Lin Hao can't walk any more.
Chapter completed!