Chapter 852 Yin Coffin (137)

Seeing this, I immediately came over and was about to speak when she glanced at me lightly and said first, "What do you want from me? Don't talk about the coffin. Between you and me, everything except the coffin has to be discussed."

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As soon as I heard this, I suppressed the doubts in my heart and asked her: "How many years ago did you know me?"

After asking this question, I stared at her, trying to read something from her expression. To my disappointment, she was just stunned for a moment and nodded: "Yes, I knew there was a person like Chen Jiu a few years ago.

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Seeing that she admitted it, I asked her again: "Since you know me, why didn't you tell me when we first met?"

She glanced at me, looked me up and down, then changed her tone and asked, "Why should I tell you?"

"You..." I was offended by what she said, and yes, why did she tell me, so I asked her: "Is the old man mentioned in your diary the master of Fu Guohua?"

After saying this, I immediately regretted it and wanted to slap myself in the face. Mud, peeking into the diary is an immoral thing, and I actually said it. Isn't this looking for embarrassment?

Sure enough, after hearing what I said, the pear girl's face suddenly darkened. She ignored me and walked towards the bookcase. She flipped through it a few times and found the notebook easily. After a few glances,

Staring at me angrily, "Chen Jiu, what do you mean? Don't you know that reading someone else's diary is a crime?"

I smiled apologetically, it was indeed my fault, and it was hard to say anything, so I just said a few words of apology to her.

In an instant, the whole scene fell silent, and no one of us spoke. I stood on the side, feeling uneasy, while Lihua Girl held her notebook and cried.

Do I agree with the old scholar's words? If I ignore Fu Guohua's behavior, how can I be worthy of the word coffin bearer, and am I worthy of the deceased?

Many times, I just can't figure out why God gave me such a foolish temperament. Every time I do thankless things, I never tire of it.

"Okay, Chen Jiu, since you are so determined, I want to see today what ability you have to stop my dad, and what ability you have to fight with them." That Lihua girl, maybe in a bad mood, said this to me.

talk.

Some people say that character determines success or failure. Maybe I have this kind of character and am destined not to achieve anything big in this life!

She glanced at me again, walked towards me again, stopped one meter away from me, and said doubtfully: "Chen Jiu, I just don't understand, why do you, a coffin bearer, take care of so much? Now

The coffin has been found, and Fu Hao has paid you the reward, why do you insist on staring at the coffin, don't you think you are just a dog trying to catch a mouse, meddling in other people's business?"

Hearing this, I sneered. The coffin was indeed found, and the reward was indeed obtained. However, I will never see anyone dishonoring the body in front of me. This is out of professional responsibility, just like some

Foreign police, can't they catch local robbers?

The answer is obviously no.

I hummed and said nothing.

"Professional ethics?" She was stunned, stared at me for a few seconds, and then said: "What you call professional ethics is to risk your life to argue with someone you don't understand? Is it worth it? It's not worth it, I tell you.

, As long as a person is alive and has a happy family, loving parents, and filial children, this is a great blessing. I would like to advise you at the end, don’t interfere in this matter anymore, it will really kill someone."

At that moment, I said in a deep voice: "This is professional ethics!"

Without thinking about it, I immediately asked her: "Is the old man mentioned in that diary on September 10, 2003, Master Fu Guohua?"

I hummed, and after staying in Fuxian Lake for more than half a month, I was very confused about the whole thing. I didn't know Fu Guohua's plan or the true identity of Li Hua Mei, so I asked her: "Are you willing to tell me?

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Without any hesitation, I said to her, "Even if I really die, it will be my fate. It has nothing to do with you. All this is done of my own free will. I only hope that you will tell your father's plan.

, I will definitely repay you."

Instead of answering my question, she asked me: "What do you want to know?"

When I heard this, I didn't speak immediately, but thought about it for a moment. She was right. It was a bad deal to risk your life to refute someone who couldn't stand it. However, I remember what the old scholar said to me.

He said, "Everyone sits in the sedan chair, but who carries it?"

She glanced at me, looking a little tired. She wanted to speak several times, but finally failed. She just sighed deeply and asked me to ask the next question directly.

After hearing what I said, the pear girl was slightly startled, "Are you sure?"

I looked happy and motioned for her to continue.

I thought about it, and if I continued to ask her, I would definitely not tell her. After all, I had been with her for a while, and I still knew her temperament, so I skipped this question and asked the question I was most concerned about at the moment.

"What exactly is your dad planning to do? Is he really going to do that?"

Hearing this, I was slightly stunned. This was the same result as I guessed. I originally wanted to ask her why my master said she was my wife, but I felt a little embarrassed when I thought of this question, so I suppressed it and asked.

She: "On August 22, 2004, who was he mentioned in that diary? Who is the person you hate?"

She glared at me and said, "Let me tell you this, my dad just asked someone to discuss the coffin. They plan to put Mr. Fu's bones together with my grandma's bones so that they can be together for the rest of their lives."

She nodded and said, "Yes, he is not only my father's master, but also your master."

After saying this, I knew that there was an insurmountable gap between me and Lihua Girl. Because my next behavior would definitely offend Fu Guohua and Lihua Girl.

After about three minutes, the pear girl seemed to be tired of crying. She glanced up at me and said, "Do you really want to know the whole story?"

Hearing this, I was not surprised, because when I saw the red ribbon on the hemp rope, I had already guessed Fu Guohua's plan, which was exactly what I had in mind. What I was surprised about was how Fu Guohua got the coffin to Hubei.

Also, Grandma Lihuamei had just died a few days ago. Could it be that Fu Guohua had the heart to cut the body into pieces and piece it together into two more bodies?

So, I asked Lihua Girl, "Not long after your grandma died, does your father, as a human son, really plan to divide his limbs?"

She burst into tears, tears streaming down her face, and sobbed: "Of course my dad can't bear it, but if that person wants to do this, I...my dad has no choice but to do it."

ps: I’m in the hospital these days. Sorry, updates will resume tomorrow!
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