After hearing this, Miao Qiang and Zhang Zihao hurriedly asked: "What do you mean?"
Jin Kemu put down the fried dough sticks in his hand and said solemnly: "Xiao Wu helped with divination yesterday, but Li Yaoyang was blocked by someone's magic, and the hexagrams could not determine his exact whereabouts. But according to Xiao Wu, from the hexagrams
The elephant still captured a faint trace of his aura, a sign of great success.
He inferred from the hexagrams that Li Yaoyang did not go far away, and should still be in Bingcheng now, but he was hiding deeper."
Zhang Zihao frowned and said, "You have put so much effort into it, and this is what you can do?"
Miao Qiang put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a tissue and said, "Just be satisfied. At least now we have narrowed the scope. Knowing that Li Yaoyang is still hiding in the ice city is better than searching for a needle in a haystack. Anyway, we still have one
After years of searching slowly, I don’t believe I can’t find him.”
Jin Kemu echoed: "Yes, even the underworld has no clues now. It's good that Xiaowu can figure this out."
Zhang Zihao smiled bitterly: "To put it simply, the Ice City is so big, how difficult is it to find someone to come out? What should we do next? Do we still have to ask Zhang Jianmin to send people to search the whole city?"
Miao Qiang smiled slightly: "That's not the case, but we do need a little help from him. You have to know that although we are anxious to find Li Yaoyang now, the mastermind behind the scenes is making his two brothers even more anxious. Now that it is confirmed that Li Yaoyang is still there
Bingcheng, then we don’t have to look for a needle in a haystack to find him, we just need to keep Zhang Jianmin’s eyeliners on the lookout for any changes in the dark.”
"What do you mean?"
"Think about it, if we can figure out Li Yaoyang's whereabouts, so can the mastermind behind the scenes. They will definitely find a way to find Li Yaoyang before the police and us find him. In this way, there will definitely be an undercurrent in Bingcheng in the future.
Surge. As long as you send people to keep an eye on those people who have been secretly active recently, they will definitely be able to find clues."
The more Zhang Zihao listened, the brighter his eyes became. He smiled evilly at Miao Qiang and said, "I know you have many evil ideas. This way we can save a lot of trouble."
…………
After breakfast, a few people drove to Xiaohuang Building. Yesterday they said they were going to dig out the ashes under the plum tree, but drinking delayed the work, so they left the house early today.
On the way, Jin Ling, who was sitting in the back seat of the van with Miao Qiang, couldn't help but ask: "Brother Miao, what did Nicole talk to you yesterday?"
"Nothing, just chatting."
"You still laugh so happily while chatting?"
"If you don't laugh, why are you crying?"
"Huh! You men don't have any good qualities. Do you think someone is beautiful and just want to flirt with her?"
"It's nothing, you're overthinking it."
"You still don't want to admit it. When we were eating yesterday, your and your cousin's eyeballs almost bit into Nicole's flesh."
Zhang Zihao, who was driving, couldn't help but turn around and said, "Don't bring me along when you two are talking. This matter has nothing to do with me."
Jin Ling glared at him and spat: "Just drive your car properly, why are you everywhere?"
Zhang Zihao was so hurt that he lost his temper. He hurriedly shrank his neck and turned his head back, and started driving the car without saying a word.
Jin Ling continued to ask Miao Qiang: "Let me ask you, if Nicole takes the initiative to flirt with you, will you agree to her?"
Miao Qiang's head almost exploded when she asked her. He smiled helplessly: "How is it possible? How could a girl as beautiful as Nicole fall in love with me? You can't imagine such an unreliable thing."
As he spoke, Miao Qiang winked at Jin Kemu, signaling him to quickly find a way to change Jin Ling's topic.
After seeing Miao Qiang's pleading look, Jin Kemu smiled knowingly and asked Jin Ling: "Xiao Ling, everything at Xiao Huang Building has been taken care of. What do you plan to decorate it like?"
Sure enough, Jin Kemu's words immediately attracted Jin Ling's attention. She smiled at Jin Kemu and said, "I have already thought about it. I want to decorate it in a traditional Chinese style. But I checked on the Internet and found out that if it is decorated like that
It will cost a lot of money.”
Jin Kemu chuckled and said: "It's okay to spend money, as long as you like it. In this way, after Wei Fengjiao's ashes are processed, my father will take you to the best decoration companies in Bingcheng and ask them to come up with several sets of decoration plans.
.”
When the four of them arrived at Xiaohuang Building, Zheng Chen, who had received a call from Miao Qiang in advance, was already waiting there.
After meeting, Zheng Chen said to Miao Qiang in amazement: "You are still amazing. You spent so little money to buy this place. It's no different from picking it up for free."
Zhang Zihao curled his lips and said, "Damn, it's more than three million yuan. Can you pick one up and let me see?"
Jin Kemu took the shovel and pickaxe from the car, handed them to Zhang Zihao and said, "Stop talking nonsense here and get to work quickly."
While the two of them were digging trees, Miao Qiang took out his cigarettes, handed one to Zheng Chen and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to trouble you this time, I'll let you go."
Zheng Chen took the cigarette and lit it and said with a smile: "Don't come here, we are all brothers. If you say something like this, you will be out of touch. I have already contacted Wei Fengjiao's family. After the urn is taken out, I will give it to them directly."
Just send them back. I've also arranged for people to handle other trivial matters, so you don't have to go back and forth."
"That's good. I'll treat my brothers to a drink when I get back from vacation."
Zheng Chen chuckled, patted Miao Qiang on the shoulder and said, "Since what happened with Han Wu, I'm afraid not many people in the bureau dare to drink with you and Zihao."
"Damn it, Han Wu asked for it. Besides, I just invited him to have a drink, but you did a live broadcast for others. If we talk about being immoral, no one would dare to admit that you are the second best person.
"
"Hahaha, not to mention, how spectacular the squirting scene was at that time! The popularity of the live broadcast room is soaring. If it hadn't been blocked by the platform in the end, the popularity of that live broadcast would have exceeded one million!"
While they were chatting, Zhang Zihao, who was digging a tree at the side, shouted: "Yes!"
Several people heard the sound and gathered together. They saw that Zhang Zihao had dug out a large pit half a meter deep next to the root of the plum tree. At this time, a waterproof tarpaulin bag was placed in the pit.
Zhang Zihao threw away the shovel in his hand, jumped into the pit and carefully picked up the oilcloth bag. Jin Kemu, who was standing by the pit, took the oilcloth bag and placed it on the bench next to the flower bed.
At this time, Zhang Zihao climbed out of the pit, looked at the oilcloth bag placed on the bench and said to Jin Kemu: "What's the next step?"
Jin Kemu raised his wrist, looked at the time on his watch, and then said, "Fortunately, it's not yet noon. Go to the car and take down the incense candles and paper money brazier."
Zhang Zihao heard the sound and was about to turn around and walk towards the van, but Jin Ling ran over first and said as he ran: "Cousin, take a break, I'll go."
At this time, Jin Kemu had already opened the oilcloth bag and saw that inside the waterproof tarpaulin was a layer of red silk. After opening the red silk again, a blood sandalwood urn appeared in front of several people.
I saw a photo of a young woman taped to the urn. The woman in the photo was pretty and pretty. Below the photo, there were a few small gilded characters that read my beloved daughter Wei Fengjiao.
At this time, Jin Ling took back the paper money and incense candles from the car. However, what Miao Qiang and others did not notice was that when Jin Ling was getting things from the car, she took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and put a piece of paper money in the same color and size.
The yellow charm was stuffed into the middle of a stack of paper money.
Jin Kemu asked Zhang Zihao to light a plum blossom incense array around the urn, and then muttered something in his mouth for a while. Then he grabbed the paper money handed over by Jin Ling, lit it and threw it into the brazier in front of the urn.
The yellow talisman sandwiched in the paper money was also burned to ashes along with the stack of paper money.
After doing all this, Jin Kemu led a few people and bowed three times to the urn, and then said: "The bridge returns to the bridge, the road returns to the road, and the souls of the dead go to the underworld, so go in peace!"
After finishing a simple ritual, Jin Kemu let out a sigh of relief and said to Miao Qiang and Zheng Chen: "Finally everything is settled here. I will have to trouble you, Brother Zheng, for the next thing."
Zheng Chen waved his hand, "As I said, we are all on our own, there is no trouble. Now that it has been settled, I will send Wei Fengjiao's ashes back to her family."
After Zheng Chen left with Wei Fengjiao's ashes, Jin Kemu and others packed up their things and filled back the big hole they had just dug. What they didn't notice was that at this time, a dark wind blew up in the basement of Xiaohuang Building.
, Wei Fengjiao's ghost appeared with a confused face. But the next second, a big spider with red eyes rushed towards her! Jin Ling outside raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and with a flash of light in her eyes, she aimed at Xiao Huang