Sun Fenghou and Jiang Changbin knelt on the ground, gnashing their teeth angrily and crying with grief and anger.
Guilt, self-blame, resentment of my own uselessness, I just feel like my whole body is going to explode.
Since the death of the old principal He Yuanyue, the two of them have encountered happy things, troublesome things, or difficult things, whether they have encountered difficulties at work or at home.
People would habitually come to He Yuanyue's tomb to confide.
It was as if his teacher was still alive, still listening to what they had to say with a warm smile on his face.
After talking to the teacher, it seems that the teacher can still help me solve the problem.
But now, even the teacher’s grave has been dug up!
When the two of them witnessed this scene with their own eyes, they felt like...the sky was falling!
And... my heart is broken, the once warmest place in my heart has turned into ice!
Deep self-blame suddenly welled up in my heart.
What else am I good for?
I look at the teacher's grave here every day. Now, the teacher's grave has been vandalized.
Do I come here just to complain every day?
I can't even protect my teacher's grave, so why should I say that one parent should be an official for one term and benefit the other?
What else can I say to keep one party safe?
Isn't this a joke?
The teacher spent her entire life serving the country and the people, and working hard for the future of humanity. Now, someone actually destroyed her tomb a hundred years later!
Sun Fenghou screamed at the sky with red eyes: "Oh my God! So what if you are a good person? What if you are a bad person? Have you ever opened your eyes and looked? Have you ever punished a bad person? Have you ever praised a bad person?
Any good people?”
"So what if you serve the country and the people? After death, your body will be exposed in the wilderness and you will not be able to live in peace."
"So what if you are full of evildoers? Weren't you rich and powerful during your lifetime? Are you enjoying all the luxury?"
"You are God! How about you do some justice!? You do some justice?!"
"Why is this happening?!"
All the people present, one by one, were completely depressed!
"Go to Beijing! If you go to Beijing, you will be paralyzed!"
Jiang Changbin gritted his teeth, shed tears and took out his mobile phone to call the old man: "I don't want to stay in Phoenix City anymore. I want to get promoted and make a fortune. You can find a way to transfer me to Beijing."
Over there, Director General Jiang almost collapsed and howled: "What the hell are you talking about?"
"I don't care whether you talk nonsense or not. Anyway, I want to be transferred to Shangjing, and I want to have real power. I want to be an official, a high official!"
"I want to go to Beijing and have real power but I can't. How can I get you there?"
"You think of a way! You have to find a way for me!"
"Who are you talking to? Believe it or not, I will beat you to death!"
"Whatever, I'm going to Beijing anyway..."
Snapped.
The phone was hung up.
Jiang Changbin was still shouting: "I'm going to Beijing! I'm going to Beijing! I'm going to avenge my teacher!..."
At this moment...
Jingle Bell……
Hu Ruoyun's cell phone rang.
Zuo Xiaoduo called back.
"It's Xiaoduo's call."
Hu Ruoyun sighed.
The message he sent still made Zuo Xiaoduo feel that something was wrong, so he immediately called back.
Hu Ruoyun coughed, walked hundreds of meters away with the phone in his arms, and then answered the call, saying softly: "Xiao Duo?"
Zuo Xiaoduo's voice came: "Teacher Hu, if you send me a message, something must be wrong, right?"
Hu Ruoyun was silent for a moment and said: "Well... no..."
On the phone, Zuo Xiaoduo's deep voice said: "Teacher Hu, is it... that the grave of the old principal has been destroyed?"
This voice sounded a bit sinister even to Hu Ruoyun.
An inexplicable cold feeling.
Hu Ruoyun was stunned for a moment.
Zuo Xiaoduo, how did you know?
Hu Ruoyun asked hurriedly: "Xiaoduo, you...are you in Phoenix City?"
Turning around like a whirlwind, his eyes were filled with confusion, could it be that... Zuo Xiaoduo is here too?
But looking around, I didn't see Zuo Xiaoduo.
But Hu Ruoyun's words revealed too many things in an instant.
Zuo Xiaoduo understood it instantly.
He fell silent, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Teacher Hu, could you please take a photo of the old principal's grave that was damaged and show it to me?"
Zuo Xiaoduo felt so cold and depressed that he didn't even want to speak anymore.
After saying this, he hung up the phone silently and was lost in thought.
He Yuanyue's appearance appeared in his mind again, as if he was standing in front of him, looking at him tenderly and kindly.
He said slowly: "...I hope that my home will not be destroyed...I hope that my country..."
Zuo Xiaoduo closed his eyes fiercely.
There is a ridge on the cheek because of gritting the teeth. Inhale deeply and exhale loudly...
He didn't say a word.
After hearing the other party's plan before, Zuo Xiaoduo yelled angrily and almost lost control of his emotions.
However, after confirming this matter, Zuo Xiaoduo didn't want to say a word.
No need to say it.
What the old principal wants to see in the spirit of heaven is not his own incompetent rage and useless roar.
From now on, there is no room for change in this matter.
He lowered his head and chanted softly: "There are many regrets in this life, and the stars are filled with great love; the spring breeze fills the world with peaches and plums, and thousands of years of history are carved with jade pens..."
This is the poem I sent to He Yuanyue.
It was also the poem that He Yuanyue had agreed to engrave on the tombstone in advance.
In the end, it was actually engraved on the tombstone.
But now, the tomb was destroyed, Zuo Xiaoduo recited it in a low voice.
With each word read out, Zuo Xiaoduo's gloomy aura became stronger.
When it comes to the last three words, they are as thin as a gossamer, but an eerie and terrifying atmosphere is getting more and more serious.
Zuo Xiaoduo felt a fire burning in his heart.
The burning made him extremely uncomfortable.
there.
Hu Ruoyun thought about it, wanted to say something, wanted to comfort him, but Zuo Xiaoduo had already hung up the phone.
Hu Ruoyun was holding her cell phone in her arms, dazed for a while, and was speechless for a long time.
"Xiaoduo asked me to take some photos of the situation here for him." Hu Ruoyun turned to look at her husband.
grave.
According to tradition, photographs of graves and tombstones are not allowed.
There is a huge taboo in this.
But Zuo Xiaoduo made such a request at this moment.
Li Changjiang said softly: "Show it to him."
"?" Hu Ruoyun looked at her husband.
"Don't forget that Zuo Xiaoduo is the successor of the old principal's qi-watching technique, and he himself is proficient in Feng Shui and the magical power of fortune-telling."
"No one may understand the taboos involved, but Zuo Xiaoduo will never fail to understand."
"Now that he has said that he wants to film it, then you should film it and show it to him."
"Why?"
"Because just now, during the entire phone call, you didn't say anything about what happened, but Zuo Xiaoduo clearly knew about it, and knew it very clearly... That's why he asked to see the photos."
"This shows that Zuo Xiaoduo knows much more than we do!"
"So... take pictures of him."
"good."
A set of photos, up and down, in all directions, in the background, including a high-altitude view, including the entire mountain and forest, were all carefully taken by Hu Ruoyun. After confirming that they were correct, they were sent over.
Then, he attached a list of names and contact information, including his own, Li Changjiang's, Jiang Changbin's, Sun Fenghou's...
Not long after, just a few seconds, a message came from Zuo Xiaoduo: "Where is Teacher Lan?"
"Teacher Lan left some time ago for some reason."
Hu Ruoyun was compiling the news, but he was more confused.
Why did Sister Lan leave?
Didn't she want to guard the grave of the old principal?
Why did you leave so suddenly without even saying hello?
However, while Hu Ruoyun was doubtful, she was also very happy: Fortunately, Sister Lan left early. If Sister Lan was still there when the enemy came to destroy the tomb, Sister Lan would definitely have died!
This sudden departure also avoided this death.
As for whether Sister Lan colluded with the enemy, Hu Ruoyun never even thought about it - even if she colluded with others to destroy the old principal's grave, it would be impossible for Sister Lan!
"Understood."
A message came from Zuo Xiaoduo: "Teacher Hu, don't worry, nothing will happen to you. Don't act rashly at this time. The murderer is a person from Beijing with a strong background, and he has now returned to Beijing. I am dealing with them."
Hu Ruoyun's heart suddenly rose and he hurriedly uttered two words: "Be careful!"
He stopped replying and was filled with complaints.
This kid is so ignorant. He is dealing with the enemy, sending messages, making phone calls... Hey, young people just make people uneasy.
Zuo Xiaoduo put down the phone, his face as dark as water.
After this news, Hu Ruoyun and others will probably no longer search for the murderer in Phoenix City. As long as they don't act rashly, the safety factor will always be much higher.
The opponent's power is so powerful that any Gui Xuan can sweep through the Second Middle School and wipe out the entire clan.
Not to mention that those who went there were most likely Feitian cultivators, and there were more than one.
If anything is discovered by Hu Ruoyun and others, it will inevitably lead to another tragic sacrifice.
But now, Zuo Xiaoduo feels that he can't bear what he has lost.
"What's the matter?" Zuo Xiaonian's face was as dark as water, and an unprecedented murderous intent emerged from her body: "Is the old principal's grave... destroyed?"
Zuo Xiaoduo was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Yes."
He immediately turned on his phone and showed Zuo Xiaonian the picture sent by Hu Ruoyun.
Dozens of photos pieced together the situation on the other side, showing the mess on the scene, the big pit, and the broken stone tablets.
The stone tablet fell to one side and was broken. The only section that was still intact had only one sentence left on it: Spring breeze, peaches and plums all over the world!
And the only side that was still intact, with this sentence engraved on it, was indescribably dazzling to Zuo Xiaoduo!
The spring breeze brings peaches and plums all over the world!
All over the world!
So what?
Didn't someone even dig up the grave?
There is no peace even after death!
What do we talk about "the jade pen of thousands of years of history"?
Even two years have not passed, and the bones have been reduced to ashes...
What an ironic scene!
When he saw the twelve characters on the stone wall next to him, it deeply hurt Zuo Xiaoduo's heart.
His pupils suddenly contracted, like a needle.
"The storm in Beijing is raging, what are the dead people involved in!"
"Ho ho..."
Zuo Xiaoduo's eyes were red and he made an inexplicable sound in his throat. His anger at this moment had obviously reached its extreme.
"Are the Wang family so awesome? Then let us have fun."