There was a faint air of coldness about Do Junxi's body, making it impossible to get close to him.
Mu Xue was a little surprised.
From the first time I met him, although he had a sharp tongue, he was still kind and reasonable. But this time, his whole person changed.
Mu Xue has never seen Do Junxi like this.
Maybe he is in a bad mood right now, although his handsome face doesn't show anything at all.
Turn around,
Looking at Wen Gyatso, he was turning his head and looking outside coldly. The hatred in his eyes had not diminished at all, but it was a bit complicated. Maybe the place he was going to was the one he had always wanted to go to.
…
With a long sigh, Muxue held her chin with both hands. After half an hour's drive, the car stopped at a beautiful place.
The car door opened slowly and automatically, and the three people got out of the car one after another.
Mu Xue looked up and almost didn't step back.
On the top of the majestic gate in front of you, it is clearly written, "Pin'en Cemetery".
——Smile and let go of grudges.
People come in vain and leave in vain. No matter how great the grievances are, let them pass away with the passing of people.
only,
When the breeze blew and caressed Muxue's long hair, Muxue felt, can gratitude and hatred really be wiped away?
At least the two people in front of me couldn't.
The guard recognized who it was at a glance, and hurriedly came out to meet him seriously and respectfully. At the same time, he prepared the things to be worshiped one by one and put them in exquisite baskets.
Of course it was Wen Gyatso who picked up the things.
Seeing that Du Junxi didn't answer, he glared at Du Junxi again. Mu Xue pursed her lips, not knowing whether to leave or not. This was a matter between them and had nothing to do with him.
When entering,
Du Junxi's beautiful face glanced at Muxue lightly, and her meaning was very clear. Why didn't you leave? Muxue had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow him through the door.
The cemetery covers an area of at least several hundred acres, stretching over a dozen large hills. Looking up, it looks like the seats in a movie theater, neatly lined up in rows.
The scenery is very beautiful, and there is a vitality everywhere that is not consistent with death, but it makes the living people feel very happy to see it.
After the guard prepared the cable car, Mu Xue and Du Junxi's car and Wen Gyatso's car rose into the air. Mu Xue's heart became inexplicably nervous. She looked down slightly and immediately closed her eyes. At this height,
At least three hundred meters.
The cable car flew through the air at high speed, ignoring all the beautiful scenery around it, and soared into the sky. Two minutes later, it stopped on a luxurious mountain.
here,
It is a private cemetery owned by the Metropolitan family.
Located at the highest point of the Tian'en Cemetery, it is also the most expensive cemetery in the entire Celestial Dynasty, and even in the world.
The small footprints that Mu Xue made with both feet were something that even an ordinary person could not earn in ten years. Feeling this, Mu Xue wanted to understand that this is how the world is, the rich are getting richer and richer, and the rich are getting richer and richer.
Those who have money are getting less and less rich.
…
After Gyatso came down, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he walked quickly towards a very gorgeous tomb.
Mu Xue followed his steps and was startled when she saw the picture on the tombstone. This was a very young man.
It seems,
He was only in his twenties, but why did he die?
Moreover, the monument shows that he has been dead for four years. Today is his death anniversary and his birthday. Today is his twenty-ninth birthday.
Gyatso knelt down, his eyes narrowed slightly with a hint of pain, and he looked deeply at the eldest young master of the Du family - Du Haoyang - on the monument.
My heart hurts so much.
Silently he took out the items for worship, arranged them one by one, and worshiped Haoyang very carefully.
During the whole process, Muxue and Du Junxi stood by and watched. Muxue was a little surprised why Gyatso looked at Master Du with such pain in his eyes.
Why does he care so much about a dead person?
With his eyes widened, an idea rushed into his mind.
Could it be that Wen Gyatso entered Huanya because of the eldest young master and planned revenge?
this--
What the hell is going on?
After paying homage, Wen Gyatso stood up and looked at Du Junxi coldly.
Suddenly, anger overflowed and he roared in a deep voice.
"The murderer, why don't you come over and confess?"
Boom~~~
Muxue was shocked by Gyatso's words, and her mind turned pale. Her face changed slightly and she quickly looked up at Du Junxi. After listening to Wen Gyatso's words, the expression on Du Junxi's face became colder and colder, and he clenched his fist slightly.
In the meantime, he lowered his eyes.
Facing the breeze, Du Junxi's broken hair on his forehead was slightly messy, but very cold and handsome.
"Wen Gyatso, I have said this to you no less than three times. If you can't produce evidence, don't make random guesses. If you are sure that I killed your eldest brother, go find evidence and then accuse me. Otherwise, keep your mouth shut."
Mouth."
…
Gyatso's eyes actually overflowed with tears, he raised his head and smiled bitterly, laughed bitterly, and rushed to Du Junxi.
"What do you have to say? The departing plane was yours. Parts of the mobile phone were tampered with, and there were your fingerprints. You took the life jacket on the plane. There is video to prove it. It's your home. For everyone's sake."
This group concealed the matter because everyone was afraid of your methods."
"Originally, he didn't need to use your plane. It was you who designed it to drive his plane away, so there was nothing you could do. He wanted to see me that day, so something happened and he died. Do Junxi, everyone in the world is like
If you are so cruel, the world has gone crazy."
…
The more Wen Gyatso talked, the more excited he became, and his anger was about to burn him. If he had a gun on his body now, he would definitely shoot Du Junxi.
Whenever he thought of the scene where Haoyang flew there to see him and died in an accident midway, he felt so guilty that he wished he was the one who died.
He checked for two full years.
Everything pointed to Du Junxi, and Mr. Du and Mrs. Du were so disheartened that they let it go and the couple stayed away from Ningshi.
His third brother also stayed away from Ning City and just came back a while ago.
I don't know why, but I looked at Muxue again. Wenjiacuo smiled coldly.
"Ms. Su, why are you willing to be with such a murderer? Is it just because he is rich that you are willing to commit yourself to him and be his woman?"
"Be careful one day, you will be eaten to the last bit, and you will die without even knowing why."
…
The wind howled, and the surrounding branches made a rustling sound.
The mysterious cemetery suddenly added an atmosphere of horror.
Muxue only felt waves of coldness coming over her arms. She looked up at Wen Gyatso's face in surprise and listened to his nonsensical words - it was getting more and more excessive.