Meng Chuan nodded, and then said, "Young Master Xue, did someone from your ancestors build the tomb in the northwest of the Xue family's compound?"

Xue Fan nodded and said, "My grandfather's grave is indeed placed on a big mountain on the outskirts of the capital, just northwest of the Xue family's compound. ”

Meng Chuan continued: "And if I am not mistaken, your grandfather's tomb is still on the shoulder of this mountain, and there should be a naturally formed boulder directly east of his tomb, shaped like a black eagle spreading its wings. ”

Xue Fan was immediately amazed when he heard this, and hurriedly said, "Sect Master Meng is really a god!

If you guess that your grandfather is in the northwest of the Xue family's compound, this is not surprising at all, after all, the Xue family is so famous in the capital, you can know where his old man's grave is after a little inquiry.

But this tomb is on the shoulder of the mountain, and there is a stone in the shape of a black eagle spreading its wings in the east, except for the Xue family's own people, even Tang Shihu does not know about these things.

And according to Xue Fan's investigation, this Meng Chuan has never been to the capital in his life, how can he know what his grandfather's grave looks like?

"This cemetery was personally chosen by my grandfather, originally our Xue family had an ancestral grave in the capital, but after my grandfather accidentally found the stone like the wings of a black eagle in his old age, he immediately held a family gathering, regardless of the opposition of the rest of the people, his grave was finalized in that place, and he made a will that he must not be cremated. ”

After Xue Fan finished speaking, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Could it be that my sister's illness is caused by my grandfather's grave?"

Meng Chuan nodded, which was an acknowledgement.

Xue Fan's face turned pale, because once this matter involved his grandfather's grave, the matter was a little complicated.

"This grave is a place where my grandfather personally chose to be buried, is it possible to let him move the grave?

"Moving the grave?" Meng Chuan smiled coldly, "When did I say that your sister's illness needs to be cured?"

Xue Fan was originally overjoyed, thinking that this was a very good matter to solve, but he was stunned by Meng Chuan's next sentence.

"This grave must be leveled, or your sister's illness will never be cured!"

"What?!You want to level the grave of the old man of the Xue family?!Who gave you the courage to say that!" Xue Fan hadn't spoken yet, but Tang Shihu on the side jumped up directly and scolded.

"Do you know who is buried in the grave? But the old man of the Xue family! No outsiders are allowed to enter his tomb within a radius of ten miles, and you are about to level the grave with one mouth, this is simply a great rebellion against the old man Xue!"

Meng Chuan took a sip of tea lightly, did not take Tang Shihu in his eyes at all, and said: "Is it important for the dead or the living?

"That old thing was not a good person in life, you don't have to think about giving him a life after death, just settle down!"

Broken graves, old things, not good people.

Master Tang was even more agitated by these words

Angry, he almost started directly: "Stinky boy, you clean my mouth for me! The old man of the Xue family is highly respected, even if he dies, it is not something that a person like you can insult with words!"

"Our Xue family invited you to treat Miss, but we didn't come here to listen to your nonsense!

"To tell you the truth, the old man has never believed in any feng shui mystical arts, and if you want to say that those cultivators can hurt people with their aura, I still believe it. But what so-called feng shui and faces, in my opinion, are all!"

"You're just a liar with a few strokes, dare to hit our old man Xue's grave, believe it or not, I'll kill you with one slap?!"

The old man of the Xue family had the grace of knowing Tang Shihu back then, so Tang Shihu respected him extremely much. And now Meng Chuan is not only disrespectful to the old man of the Xue family, but he even has to level his grave at this time, how can Tang Shihu not be angry?

Meng Chuan smiled and said, "It seems that you don't believe in any feng shui mystics at all?" Then I'll give you a face, I think you will definitely have a bloody disaster within three minutes." ”

"I'm going to Nima!" Grandmasters like Tang Shihu were also so angry that they couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and the momentum of the grandmaster on his body came out majestically.

"You unobtrusive dog, it looks like I'm going to teach you a good lesson today!"

"What bullshit is the first person in Nanjiang, I don't believe that you, a young man in his twenties, can have any combat power!"

"Even if you are lucky enough to become a grandmaster, you are just a half-ass. Others are spreading falsehoods, do you really think that you can compare to the real grandmaster?"

"Just a stinky boy, I can suppress you with one finger!"

After speaking, Tang Shihu really poked at Meng Chuan with one finger, and his fingers were entwined with Xuanjin, even if it was a steel plate, he could pierce it with one finger.

"How dare you do it?!" Warlock Zhang suddenly reacted, wanting to take the blow for Meng Chuan.

But before he could make a move, Meng Chuan had already grabbed Tang Shihu's finger poking at him.

Tang Shihu was originally quite inattentive to Meng Chuan, and he thought that the reason why Meng Chuan was famous was mostly because of false rumors.

How could a young man behead several grandmasters in a row, and he was still in the top thirty grandmasters? It is very likely that those grandmasters were already injured, so he picked up a bargain.

However, when his finger was caught by Meng Chuan, he suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and he couldn't get out at all.

That finger was difficult to move under Meng Chuan's control, even if Tang Shihu used the strength of his whole body and wanted to shake Meng Chuan's palm open, but it was still like a mud cow entering the sea, and he couldn't make half a wave at all.

"You are one of the weakest grandmasters I have ever killed. Meng Chuan indifferently put down the teacup in his other hand, and the hand holding Tang Shihu suddenly exerted force, only to hear a rattle, Tang Shihu could split the mountain stone, and the palm that cut off the steel was broken by Meng Chuan.

"Ahh

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There was a crisp sound of "pop", and Tang Shihu flew out. When he got up again, his mouth and nose were covered in blood.

Meng Chuan didn't leave the chair from beginning to end, and looked at Tang Shihu indifferently at this time and said, "I said that you will have a bloody disaster within three minutes, how about it, I said it, right?"

"You ......" Tang Shihu wiped the blood on his face, and was immediately furious, but he didn't dare to do anything with Meng Chuan again.

Just now, he was just a photo, and he was whipped out by Meng Chuan, Tang Shihu naturally knew that the prestige of this young grandmaster was really not blown by others, and he was afraid that he would be shot to death in an instant if he did it!

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Best Doctor in the City" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~