The mass graves at Yunding Mountain were still a familiar scene to Tang Ruoxue.
The messy cemetery, the dilapidated thatched huts, the unique humidity of the mountain peaks, everything seems to have not changed.
But there seems to be something different. All the tombstones have been replaced with new ones, and they all have names.
However, the name on the tombstone did not dilute the gloom, but instead gave people a sense of life withering away wantonly.
Several experienced Tang Sect bodyguards also shuddered when they saw this.
Tang Ruoxue kicked off her high heels, put on a pair of cloth shoes, and then walked straight into the depths of the mass grave.
She ignored the hut, ignored the one-armed old man who walked out slowly, and only came to Jiang Hualong at the back.
Upon closer inspection, Tang Ruoxue once again confirmed that it was Jiang Hualong.
"Why is he here?"
Tang Ruoxue looked at the tombstone and whispered:
"He is the person who died in the hands of me and my father. He is an enemy. What qualifications does he have to appear here?"
She wanted an answer no matter what today.
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a thin figure appeared next to him. The one-armed old man was holding a basket and sighed:
"He is actually not an enemy, he is also a friend of your father."
"A friend who always wants to return to Zhonghai and make a comeback."
"He has advised your father more than once that when he regains a foothold in Zhonghai, he will find ways to support your father and fight for the Tang Sect."
"Your father has long been disillusioned with Jiang Hu. He declined Jiang Hualong's kindness more than once, and even advised him not to go back to Zhonghai again."
"But Jiang Hualong didn't listen. He accumulated a lot of power outside the country, got in touch with Wang Qiaochu, and ran back to Zhonghai to fight for hegemony."
"It's a pity that because of Ye Fan's appearance, not only was his plan for hegemony blocked, but Jiang Shihao was also killed."
"As soon as Jiang Shihao died, there was no hope for hegemony, and he was abandoned by the capital behind him. Jiang Hualong went crazy and wanted to kill Ye Fan for revenge."
"Jiang Hualong killed Tang Xifeng and others, and will also kill you and Ye Fan."
"Your father had no choice but to kill Jiang Hualong with your help."
"I couldn't stop my old friend from dying, but I killed him with my own hands. This will help you to reach the top of the twelve branches."
"Your father felt very guilty, so he told me to collect Jiang Hualong's body."
"But Tang Pingfan was not dead at the time, so I couldn't erect a monument for him, so I could only bury him hastily like this."
"Now that Tang Pingfan and Tang Shi'er are dead and no one is looking at Yunding Mountain anymore, I will engrave their names on it."
After the one-armed old man finished speaking, he squatted down, placed some incense, candles and paper treasures, and poured Jiang Hualong a glass of white wine.
The paper money was ignited, burning out a light green light that irritated the eyeballs.
"Jiang Hualong is my father's friend..."
Tang Ruoxue's body trembled: "He is really my father's friend."
She was shocked and couldn't accept it, so she killed her father's friend.
She also has a share of the graves in this mass grave.
And she also came to power by stepping on Jiang Hualong's corpse.
Thinking of these, she struggled unspeakably.
"Don't feel any mental pressure."
The one-armed old man could see Tang Ruoxue's inner struggle, and his calm voice was like a mountain wind blowing slowly:
"It was Jiang Shihao's kidnapping that triggered the conflict."
"Furthermore, Jiang Hualong was so mad that he didn't even listen to your father's words and insisted on revenge."
"If you don't kill him, he will kill you."
"Besides, giving him a home now will make him worthy of being your stepping stone."
He handed the bottle to Tang Ruoxue: "You toast him another glass of wine, and the past will be over."
"He was my father's friend. I killed him and stepped on his bones to serve as the head of the twelve branches."
Tang Ruoxue held the wine glass and trembled slightly: "Can things really go away like this?"
She would not feel guilty by killing Jiang Shihao, and she could comfort herself by killing the corpse-burner who was a stranger to him and committed murder.
But coupled with her status as a friend of Tang Sanguo, Tang Ruoxue felt somewhat uncomfortable.
"Okay, don't think too much. If you think too much, you'll worry yourself and it won't help."
The one-armed old man comforted Tang Ruoxue: "The most urgent thing is to look forward."
"Doing your own thing well and walking your own path is the most important thing, and only then can your father be happy."
Then he took out a cross from his pocket and handed it to Tang Ruoxue: "I'll give this back to you."
The cross sign is exactly the one given to Tang Wangfan by Fandansi.
After Ye Fan broke the evil spell on it, Fandansi wanted to throw it away for a while, but Tang Ruoxue kept it as a souvenir.
However, Tang Ruoxue didn't keep it in her hand for too long. The next day, someone sent the cross to the one-armed old man for inspection.
Tang Ruoxue held the cold cross and said, "Is there really a plan behind this cross?"
"This cross is just like the message I sent you, there is no spiritual power on it, there are only evil spirits that have been strangled."
The one-armed old man said calmly: "It originally contained an evil soul, which needs the blood and purity of a child to nourish it."
"When Tang Wangfan wears it, he will lose his energy and become a well-behaved child due to the absorption of evil souls."
"But as time goes by, the child will slowly slump, and the body will become skinny at best, and the whole person will become sluggish at worst."
"I guess Fandansi wants to use it to control Tang Wangfan against you."
"But Ye Fan discovered the clue and killed the evil spirit."
The one-armed old man chuckled: "Tang Wangfan escaped."
Tang Ruoxue stared at the cross and said hoarsely: "Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course it's true. After all, I've been a worshiper in the Zhong family, so I can still see through the little trick of the Cross Brahma."
The one-armed old man said playfully: "Besides, you have already believed in my judgment in your heart. Otherwise, how could you join Vandance?"
"You are from the Zhong family..."
Tang Ruoxue asked curiously: "Hasn't the Zhong family been exterminated by the Luo family long ago?"
"The Zhong family has indeed been exterminated. One of my hands was chopped off by the Luo family."
The one-armed old man picked up the bottle and drank himself a sip, with a bitter smile on his vicissitudes of life:
"I can survive until now only because your father took a risk and saved his life, and changed his appearance to avoid the Luo family's eyes and ears."
"Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be qualified to enter the mass grave, and I would have been chopped into meat paste by the Luo family and fed to the dogs."
"But these things have passed, and they don't matter anymore."
"My only value now is to take care of this mass grave and watch you grow up for your father."
"This time you not only tricked Fandansi, but also forced Chen Yuanyuan to let the Dihao chess pieces surface."
"This hearing in New Zealand is your opportunity to take complete control of Emgrand Bank."
He added: "After this cleanup, Emgrand Bank will completely belong to you, mother and son."
"So what if it comes to the surface? What if it goes through a hearing?"
Tang Ruoxue smiled jokingly: "I don't have many reliable people in my hands. Even if there are mountains of gold and silver, it's difficult to hold them steady."
A woman who is no longer emotional can see her own flaws at a glance.
It's just that her mood is just like smoking. Everyone knows that smoking is harmful to health, but countless people still flock to it.
"Your father's friends who could take out his heart and lungs were basically killed by Tang Pingfan."
The one-armed old man looked sideways at Tang Ruoxue and said calmly:
"Some allies are not dead and can still withstand greatness, but they cannot be trusted, such as Chen Yuanyuan."
"But there are still a few people left who can be trusted and appointed."
"They have been missing for so many years, changed their appearance, and live cautiously like mice."
"Now that Tang Pingfan is dead, you also need people. It's time for them to come out."
"There are three names on this list. They are the last people your father can trust, and they are also the last members of your father's family."
"Contact them and take them to the new country."
"I think they will be of great help to you."
The one-armed old man took out a stack of paper money, then pinched one and handed it to Tang Ruoxue.
Three names and phone numbers are written crookedly on the colorful banknotes...
