Immediately, Ye Zhaoling arranged for Zunwei to drive an Audi and tie Shen Bing to the passenger seat.
Han Jiulin stretched out his hand and pointed at Miao Yongyi and Wei Qiang, and said, "Let them sit in the car too."
Zunwei took action and tied Miao Yongyi and Wei Qiang tightly to the back seat of the Audi.
Then, Zunwei drove the car to the bottom of the cliff.
Zunwei left and locked the car. Shen Bing, who was tied up in the car, struggled violently, but it was in vain!
Miao Yongyi had a look of relief on his face, his eyes closed, and his body was shaking uncontrollably because of the fear of death.
As for Wei Qiang, his face was full of sad memories, and all he could think about was the sounds and looks of his wife and two daughters.
These days in the capital, to him, were like white clouds passing by, without any nostalgia or nostalgia.
At this moment, when he was about to die, the only thing he couldn't worry about was his wife and daughter.
At this moment, hot tears were shed on his face.
Today's incident was so big that tens of thousands of people were watching, and some even took photos of them and posted them online.
He knew that it wouldn't take long for the whole of China to know that he was a murderer, and that he killed the nationally famous Mrs. Wen Zhao.
By then, his wife and daughter will also know that he is a murderer.
I'm afraid that his wife and daughter will receive countless cold looks in the coming days.
The thought that even if he died, he would bring countless troubles to his wife and daughter.
He felt tight in the chest and short of breath, and was filled with regret!
Han Jiulin watched coldly as the Audi car was parked under the cliff. All he recalled in his mind were the voice and appearance of Zhao Xianya during his lifetime.
With a cold look on his face, he suddenly gave an order!
"Execution!"
In an instant, the earthmoving truck began to tilt the cargo box behind it.
Countless stones in the cargo box also poured down on the Audi vehicle dozens of meters below in an instant!
Shen Bing struggled violently and screamed, looking at the stones covering the sky above her head, tears of regret flowing from her eyes!
Once upon a time, Zhao Xianya was sitting in a car when she heard a huge explosion and watched helplessly as rocks rolled down and buried her!
She stood high up, holding a telescope, and saw everything!
Now, retribution has finally fallen on her head!
At this moment, the eyes of countless people were all fixed on this admirer!
Rumble!
Accompanied by a huge sound of the ground shaking, the Audi car was instantly completely buried by dozens of tons of rocks!
The Audi car was instantly crushed into a thin layer!
Han Jiulin smiled, glanced at Han Jiashi, and said, "I'm sorry, it seems she didn't leave the whole body behind."
Not only was there no whole body left?
I'm afraid that Shen Bing, Miao Yongyi, and Wei Qiang will be crushed into a meat pie now!
Han Jiashi looked at all this, his face as dark as carbon, and he said in a low voice: "Now, your great revenge has been avenged, and you are satisfied."
"Not enough."
Han Jiulin sneered: "I want you to carry my mother's coffin back to the Han family's ancestral grave!"
Han Jiashi sighed heavily and said quietly: "As long as you are still willing to let your mother enter the Han family's ancestral grave, I naturally have no objection. I am ashamed of her."
After saying that, he glanced at Han Jiulin and asked, "Do you have any objections to burying Shen Bing's body in the Han family's ancestral grave together?"
"What do you think?"
Han Jiulin's breath turned cold and he stared at Han Jiashi coldly.
"Back then, you kept saying that my mother died a violent death and could not be buried in the Han family's ancestral grave. Now, Shen Bing also died a violent death, so she can be buried in the Han family's ancestral grave?
Besides, what do you mean by letting Shen Bing and my mother be buried together in the Han family's ancestral grave?"
Han Jiashi said: "I'm just saying, if you don't agree, I can bury her in Bazhen Mountain."
"What qualifications does she have to be buried in Bazhen Mountain?"
Han Jiulin sneered: "Burying her here is an insult to this geomantic treasure land."
Han Jiashi was speechless, but he had no intention of resentment or blame. He understood how deep Han Jiulin's hatred for Shen Bing was.
Han Jiulin was silent for a moment, then continued: "If it weren't for Jiu Qiu's sake, I would have wanted to crush Shen Bing's ashes! Just find a cemetery and bury her, so that Jiu Qiu can have a place to worship.
"
"good."
Han Jiashi breathed a sigh of relief. Being able to be buried in the cemetery was already a better result for Shen Bing.
Next, Han Jiulin began to prepare people to dig the grave and carry the coffin.
Before digging the grave, Han Jiulin found cold food and incense to worship Zhao Xianya.
Kong Qianqiu was busy beside him, trying his best to serve Han Jiulin.
At this time, Su Mei led He Xiaoxiao, Qin Linxi, Wu Zifan, Wan Yijie led Shi Yizang, Xiao Yuyan, Kong Younan and others, all passed the cordon, walked in, and spontaneously worshiped Zhao Xianya with Han Jiulin
.
Chen Xiyue and Kang Xingye, as Zhao Xianya's younger relatives, naturally knelt beside Han Jiulin at this time.
I don’t know who took the lead, but not long after, nearly 100,000 people outside the area also stood in the distance one after another, and spontaneously knelt down towards Zhao Xianya.
Mrs. Wen Zhao, who died unjustly, is now avenged and deserves to be remembered by everyone.
After thousands of people paid their respects, the ground was broken and the coffin was carried.
Han Jiashi took a deep breath, willingly came to the front of the coffin, wiped all the dirt on the coffin with both hands, and then hugged Zhao Xianya's coffin on his shoulders.
A man, carrying a coffin on his back, started from Bazhen Mountain towards the Han family's ancestral grave one step at a time.
Back then, it was he who married Zhao Xianya back to the Han family.
Now, Zhao Xianya's coffin must be carried back by him himself!
After Han Jiulin handed over the task of cleaning up the scene to Ye Zhaoling, he followed Han Jiashi and walked forward slowly.
Wherever they passed, the crowds of people gave way to a broad road and watched them pass.
The twelve Disha people, carrying Zhao Xianya's tombstone, all followed behind.
After Han Jiulin and others left Bazhen Mountain, Ye Zhaoling gave an order to have people remove the rocks that killed Shen Bing and the others and clean up the three corpses.
At noon, Han Jiashi finally carried Zhao Xianya's coffin back to the Han family's ancestral grave.
After he was buried again, Han Jiulin paid his respects and then turned around and left.
Han Jiashi, on the other hand, rejected everyone and sat directly next to Zhao Xianya's grave.
Han Jiashi sat there all day and all night.
When the morning sun rose as usual the next day, Han Hongxin, Qin Taoyu, and Han Jiuchou came to the ancestral grave together.
Then they saw that Han Jiashi had a full head of hair.
This man possesses divine cultivation, controls the most wealth in China, and stands at the top of China.