Su Yunqing sighed, and then told Su Zhenfang exactly what happened to her a few days ago.
Including scratching Ye Chen by himself, and what Xia Bingbing said to him.
"So that's it..."
Su Zhenfang finally solved the doubts in his mind, with a look of enlightenment on his face.
He released his hand holding Su Yunqing's wrist.
"Black wooden box..."
"Black wooden box..."
Su Zhenfang sat next to Su Yunqing and kept talking.
"Grandpa, do you know something about this black wooden box?"
Seeing Su Zhenfang's appearance, Su Yunqing asked tentatively.
"ah?"
As if what was in his heart had been revealed, Su Zhenfang was in a daze.
"No no……"
He was about to wave his hands and deny it, but then he seemed to think of something and sighed softly.
"Qingqing, now that the matter is over, grandpa won't hide anything from you."
"Actually, I also know what this black wooden box is..."
"Even, I have a black wooden box in my hand!"
Su Yunqing's eyes widened and she looked at Su Zhenfang with surprise in her eyes.
"Grandpa...what did you say?! You also have this wooden box in your hand?"
Su Zhenfang nodded.
"Yes! I originally hid it from you because I thought this thing was not a good thing, so I planned to collect it secretly by myself and then destroy it."
"I got an ancient book from a fortune teller a long time ago."
"Then it records the things about these black wooden boxes."
"It is said that these eight black wooden boxes were built by the emperor of an unknown small country in ancient times. At that time, there was a war. In order to avoid the disaster of destroying the country, he devoted all his power to use evil methods to seal and refine the souls of half of the people in the country."
"It is said that only the descendants of the royal family of this small country can open the seal of the box with blood and gain powerful power."
"Unfortunately, the emperor's move aroused the excitement of the people of the kingdom. Before the souls in the boxes could be completely refined, the rebels rushed into the imperial court. In this way, these eight black wooden boxes have been lost.
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Listening to Su Zhenfang's story, Su Yunqing gently covered her mouth.
"How could it be...that these boxes are such evil things?"
Su Zhenfang nodded lightly.
"Yes! I didn't want to believe this at first. When I was young, I just got a black wooden box by chance and kept it with me."
"But after listening to what you said today, I doubt whether the things recorded in that ancient book are all true?"
"And your situation is exactly the same as that of the sacrificer described in the book. I'm wondering if Ye Chen knew this a long time ago, so he stayed with you."
"The purpose is to use you to help him open the black wooden box to obtain the mysterious power inside?"
Su Yunqing shook her head gently.
"I don't know...I...my mind is very messed up right now."
Could it be...could it be true that as Su Zhenfang said, he was just a tool for Ye Chen to open the box.
The whole time he spent with himself was to open those black wooden boxes?
Were all the moments between him and her, and the tenderness he showed towards her, all disguised to deceive herself?
Su Yunqing lowered her head and closed her eyes, gritting her teeth gently.
"Qingqing, grandpa is doing this for your own good. If Ye Chen is really with you because of the mysterious power in the black wooden box...then grandpa won't advise you anymore. You'd better get divorced as soon as possible.
good!"
Su Zhenfang looked at Su Yunqing and said with firm eyes.
"By the way, do you know that Ye Chen has collected several black wooden boxes now?"
"Since I already know that he intends to kill you, I naturally can't sit idly by and do nothing."
"It would be okay if he only has three or two in his hand. If he has got all seven except mine..."
Su Zhenfang frowned again.
"Then something really bad will happen..."
Su Yunqing looked out the window and was silent for a while, seeming to be reminiscing.
"It seems...it seems like he has collected all seven..."
Su Yunqing looked at Su Zhenfang and said as if she suddenly remembered something.
"really……"
Su Zhenfang whispered to himself.
"Qingqing, if there is nothing serious about you, I still hope that you can be discharged from the hospital today and go home with me."
"During these days, you will live here with me. This way, even if Ye Chen wants to do something bad to you, I will be able to know it immediately!"
"Don't worry, you are my granddaughter, I will never allow him to hurt you!"
Su Yunqing looked at Su Zhenfang with a touch of emotion in her eyes, and she nodded vigorously.
"Well! Thank you, grandpa!"
…
On the other side, Ye Chen did not stay in the hospital for long after leaving the ward. What Su Zhenfang said to him made him a little concerned.
The cause of Su Ziheng’s death is a bit too deliberate...
Taking a taxi on the roadside, Ye Chen arrived at Yanjiang Second Avenue in Shen City.
"Hello? Is this Officer Gu?"
Ye Chen dialed Gu Liancheng's phone number in the back seat of the car.
"Ah...it's Ye Chen...what's the matter? I'm very busy now..."
Gu Liancheng's tone was as tired as ever, but Ye Chen could clearly tell that Gu Liancheng had a little temper at this time.
"Let me guess, it's because of the tanker explosion that happened along Second Avenue, right?"
Ye Chen spoke out.
"Hmph! You kid also watches the news, right?"
"These reporters are always like this. If you ask me, they would rather die every day."
"This way, they can have endless things to report on, to be on camera, to be famous."
"It's really... as endless as flies..."
Ye Chen, who was holding his cell phone, listened to Gu Liancheng's endless complaints and could only respond with a wry smile.
"So? You shouldn't be calling just to hear my complaints, right?"
After venting all his dissatisfaction, Gu Liancheng was about to light a cigarette when the police officer next to him stopped him.
"Well, Chief Gu, it's best not to smoke here. There is still gasoline liquid in the air. It would be bad if it caused a secondary explosion..."
"Ah... ok, ok! I'm sorry..."
Gu Liancheng nodded quickly and apologized while holding a cigarette.
"I just want to ask about the progress of the investigation..."
"schedule?"
Gu Liancheng put the cigarette back into his pocket.
"There's a lot of progress. Just now the body has been transported back to the police station. There is only a mess and burnt ground at the scene."
"Even if there were any clues, they would have been burned away in the flames."
"What progress can be made?"
"If nothing else happens, this case can only be determined as an accident and then closed hastily."
