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Chapter 74 Intentional!

I'm not sure how Uncle Quan knew the origin of the Buddha's Sutra, but then, I remembered a more realistic thing.

Those are the two men and one woman who sent the night travelers to burn their corpses tonight. Now only a young woman with an oval face is left, while the other two men are extremely dead!

If this spreads out, the police will definitely not let me take advantage of it. After all, both men died on my side. The young woman with an oval face has also had some memories removed, and she can hardly remember what happened tonight...



I told Uncle Quan exactly what I was worried about, but after hearing what I said, Uncle Quan sat down next to me without raising his head, opened a bottle of beer, and said nothing.

I spat without saying anything, and no one cared about me.

When I saw this, I felt a little uneasy and asked: "Uncle Quan, let's be serious. What should we do about this matter? Two living people are gone like this. What if the police come to the door? What should I say? They

Will you believe me? I just escaped, and I don’t want to go to jail and have my anus exploded..."

"Bursting chrysanthemums? What is it?" Uncle Quan asked with a bit of surprise on his face while holding the wine bottle in his hand.

"Um, you don't even know about anal sex?" I was stunned and said.

Uncle Quan shook his head, the expression of surprise on his face deepened.

I suddenly blushed, uncle, you don’t even know how to pop an anus, but you are still an old bachelor...

"Blowing the ass is, that's, that spanking, yes, spanking!" I said.

"Just spank your ass, and you say it so elegantly!" Uncle Quan rolled his eyes angrily, and then suddenly said: "It would be fine if you just had your anus exploded, but I'm afraid there will be something wrong with you."

If exposed, no body will be left alive!"

"Uncle Quan, don't scare me. Isn't it just an ancient scripture? It looks like a cultural relic from tens of thousands of years ago. By the way, there is a small van parked at the door. It came here before."

"Just ask Li Qiang to drive away tomorrow," Uncle Quan said.

"What about this woman?"

"I'll take it away later."

"Um, you wouldn't be interested in seeing her, right?" I said with a weird expression.

Uncle Quan took a sip of old wine and said with a red face: "If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will blow your asshole?"

I was speechless for a while, okay, Uncle Quan Qingqing really thought that popping the anus was just a spanking...

After drinking two bottles of beer with Uncle Quan, it was already five or six o'clock in the morning. Uncle Quan, a little drunk, carried the unconscious young woman with an oval face and walked outside the house.

I looked at Uncle Quan's swaying figure and felt worried. I hoped that Uncle Quan wouldn't get interested. I was still counting on his 60-year-old collector's edition.

Uncle Quan left, but as soon as he left, I suddenly remembered another thing!

That's why Uncle Quan came here? You know, although I called him before, I didn't get through!

I shook my head, and there was always a feeling in my heart that Uncle Quan was not as simple as I usually saw. This Uncle Quan was definitely not an ordinary person!

Fortunately, Uncle Quan still took good care of me, so I didn’t think much about it. Even though Uncle Quan was not an ordinary person, as long as he didn’t have any ill intentions toward me, then who cares about him?

I glanced at the furnace and found that the fire inside was almost extinguished. I took a look and saw that there were already a lot of ashes in the furnace. Obviously, these ashes were that of the night traveler and the two men.

of……

I sighed slightly, when will the injustice be repaid? It seems that all this was caused by the oval-faced young woman. Now she is safe and sound. It's a pity that the three men don't even have anyone to pick up their ashes.

In this way, I went to work for several days in fear, always worrying that the police would come to arrest me. After all, those two men died in front of my eyes.

But a few days later, the police didn't find me, but an old acquaintance stopped me on my way home from get off work at the crematorium.

A white BMW drove slowly by and blocked my way.

I raised my head in displeasure. Damn it, uncle, you don't want to go on the driveway in broad daylight, but you're actually trying to take the path with me?

And when I took a closer look, I realized that the window in the white BMW had been slowly rolled down, and a delicate little face that I was very familiar with was revealed.

"Ling Feng, I have something to discuss with you. Can you get in the car first?"

The person who spoke was none other than Shen Xiaoqin. She was sitting in the trunk, staring at me with a flattering look on her face.

When I saw this, I immediately replied: "I'm not free today, maybe next time."

After saying these words, I turned around, walked around the BMW, and continued walking home.

As soon as I walked this way, the BMW over there also slowly started to start, and actually drove slowly beside me.

"Ling Feng, can't we sit down and have a good talk? I know you hate me, but please believe me, I'm doing this for your own good." Shen Xiaoqin said to me.

I had no expression on my face, and I didn't even care about her; this little bitch used to treat me as a spare tire, but now that I know how to read fortune tellers, I don't know if it's because of the benefits of the Cheng family or something, but from time to time You want to persuade me to help the Cheng family move that one-dragon-nine-phoenix tomb.

Shen Xiaoqin said again: "Ling Feng, I understand the situation in your family. I misunderstood you before. Can I apologize to you?"

"It's all over. Are you interested? Become a lobbyist for your boyfriend?"

"Ling Feng, I'm not here to be a lobbyist, I'm here to help you sincerely... Think about it, Uncle Cheng said that as long as you can complete this matter, whether it's opening a company for you or giving you Money will do, and then you won’t have to be a body-burner who is looked down upon by others, and you can also make your family live a better life, right?"

I have to say, Shen Xiaoqin's words are really tempting, especially the last sentence, which can make my family live a good life!

God knows, I have a gambling dad, who not only lost all the family's money, but now also owes a lot of loan sharks. And I was just hoping that being a corpse cremator would earn me a lot of money, so I gritted my teeth and came to the crematorium...

Seeing that I was a little moved, Shen Xiaoqin struck while the iron was hot and quickly got out of the BMW, then stood beside me and said: "Ling Feng, believe me, Uncle Cheng is really sincere to you; he also knows The ancestral tomb to be moved has a history of more than a thousand years, so many people have been called to help, and he is particularly optimistic about you..."

Before Shen Xiaoqin could finish her words, my heart suddenly shook violently. I quickly interrupted her and asked, "Tell me again, how old are the tombs of the ancestors of the Cheng family?"

"About a thousand years ago, it seems to have been left in the Northern Song Dynasty..." Shen Xiaoqin said.

Listening to Shen Xiaoqin's words, my eyes lit up, and then I remembered what Uncle Quan told me before: to save Mu Qing, we must find the Soul-Sustaining Grass, and the Soul-Sustaining Grass has grown for thousands of years. Inside the coffin of the ancient tomb..."


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