Chapter Sixty-Seven: Between You and Me, Never Die.

As a big family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, Zhao Valve's heritage is naturally profound.

In the eyes of the Zhao family, the glory of the family is inseparable from the efforts of the previous family owners, but feng shui also accounts for a large proportion.

Zhao Valve's family cemetery is located in Tianxiu Mountain, east of the city.

A master who has traveled here has said that Tianxiu Mountain gathers the aura of heaven and earth, which is the dragon vein, and the family set up in this place by the ancestral tomb must be prosperous for generations, and the dragon and phoenix will rise.

Whether that master's prediction of feng shui is accurate or not, no one can say clearly, but the Zhao family has been in the past hundred years. Indeed, there have been many heroes.

Especially after Zhao Guiting became the head of the family, Zhao Valve's strength surged.

Winning the six valves, he has never met an opponent for decades.

But all this seems to have changed after Ji Haotian returned to Yunzhou.

First, Zhao Sangjun's business agent Li Jinxiu died at the birthday banquet.

After that, Zhao Valve's in-laws, the Fang family, were even more tragically destroyed.

In the end, even Zhao Valve's wife who was the master of the main room was wiped on the neck with a knife.

For the Zhao family, who stand at the top of the city.

These experiences are already a great shame.

Tooth extraction.

Is it tolerable, or is it intolerable?

However, under Zhao Guiting's instructions, all the anger was suppressed, and as for Fang Haoyue's death, it was even more secret, only claiming that the Fang family accidentally caught fire, and the whole family was buried in the fire.

No one understood Zhao Guiting's approach.

But no one dared to disobey the orders of the head of the house.

This day was the first seven days of Fang Haoyue.

Because she died across, she was not qualified to be buried in the Zhao family cemetery, so she could only open a separate cemetery at the foot of the mountain.

In seven days, Fang Haoyue's cemetery was completed, covering an area of more than ten acres, and the ground was paved with jade bricks.

Pavilions and pavilions, rockeries and flowing water, like an ancient manor.

Winter is bitter.

Tree-lined landscape.

Small bridges and flowing water.

Ten miles of spirit flags were formed.

Even if it is a tomb, the tomb of the Zhao family is much stronger than the residence of most people in this city.

The Zhao family held a funeral, and the news spread far and wide.

It was not deliberately promoted, but it caused a sensation in the city.

Since the early morning, the road at the foot of Tianxiu Mountain has been completely blocked by cars, and the wreaths that have been sent one after another have stacked the front hillside with various colors.

It is rumored that people from all walks of life in Yunzhou directly caused the entire city of wreaths and paper money to be sold out in order to pay tribute to the Zhao family's wife.

The number of people who came to the cemetery to pay respects was close to 10,000 people.

The nine bronze tripods used to burn paper money in front of the tomb were burned red.

The top of the furnace at the front has been filled with incense.

The six valves are above 10,000 people during their lifetime.

Even if you die, you still mourn it very much!

In front of Fang Haoyue's tomb, Zhao Shangjun knelt in front of the grave in a white filial piety robe, staring at the tombstone in front of him with cold eyes.

He is the eldest son of Zhao Valve, the next heir to the head of the family, and has lived a life of superiority and worry-free food and clothing since he was a child.

Wealth through the sky.

Born extraordinary.

Zhao Valve's bloodline makes Zhao Shangjun have strong self-confidence, he is high-flying and domineering on weekdays, and he seems to be very calm, or indifferent, to anyone and everything.

And today, everyone can see the sad look on Zhao Shangjun's face.

No matter how high his status is, he is also Fang Haoyue's son, and now his mother, who has been infinitely spoiled since he was a child, was coldly chopped by someone, how could he not let the hatred in his heart be monstrous.

"Bang!"

His mind flashed back to the image of his mother's charred body when it was transported back to Zhao's house, and Zhao Shangjun's eyes almost wanted to breathe fire, and he crushed a mountain stone in his hand.

"Master Da, you mourn!"

After a while, a voice sounded beside him.

Zhao Shangjun looked sideways slightly, turned to look at Wang Yuhua, who was sent out by him early in the morning: "How are things going." ”

"Things didn't go well. ”

Wang Yuhua looked at Zhao Shangjun's gloomy eyes, and unconsciously avoided his gaze: "Today at the auction of the Splendid Group, I was about to take down Hongyun Company, but someone suddenly inserted a lever and pried Hongyun Company away. ”

"What?!"

After hearing this name, Zhao Shangjun stared at Wang Yuhua sharply: "In Yunzhou, someone dares to take charcoal in my Zhao family basin, what is the use of me raising you this waste?!"

"Young Master, you are angry!"

Wang Yuhua knew that Zhao Shangjun's mood today was extremely bad, and at this moment he saw him angry, his legs were weak, and he knelt straight to the side: "Today's matter, it's not that the villain is incompetent, it's just that the person who is competing with me is a ruthless master, he is arrogant and arrogant, completely relying on force, and snatched Hongyun Company in my hands, I have the heart to compete, but I can't go back to heaven." ”

"Master, is it possible that in Yunzhou now, no matter what cats and dogs are, they dare to do right with my Zhao family?"

Zhao Shangjun was almost angry: "Immediately investigate this person's identity for me." ”

"I found out before I rushed back. ”

Wang Yuhua hurriedly spoke: "This man is the remnant of the Ji family who escaped from Xuanxiu Mountain back then, called Ji Haotian, he ......"

"Bang!"

Wang Yuhua didn't wait for a word to finish, Zhao Shangjun smashed his fist on the ground again, and the jade floor tiles immediately cracked several spider web patterns, gritting his teeth and spit out a few words: "Ji Haotian!!Are you determined to be the enemy of my Zhao family!"

Wang Yuhua saw Zhao Shangjun's eyes splitting, and he was immediately frightened, and after a while, he continued to ask: "Young master, do you know this Ji Haotian?"

"Smack!"

Zhao Shangjun waved his hand suddenly, and slapped Wang Yuhua in the face: "Is it your turn to inquire about my affairs?"

The hatred is monstrous.

With a murderous look on one's face.

"Yes, yes, it's a small mouth!"

Wang Yuhua was slapped by Zhao Shangjun and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he immediately got up and knelt down, and lowered his body.

"Whew!"

After Zhao Shangjun heard the name Ji Haotian, he gasped for a long time, and it was only after he could suppress his anger that since Fang Haoyue's death, Zhao Guiting had never mentioned revenge.

Not only that, but he also locked Zhao Shangjun, who was bent on revenge, in the mansion, issued a grounding order, strictly ordered him not to seek revenge from Ji Haotian, and even cut off his contact with the outside world.

If it weren't for the fact that today was the seventh day of his mother's first day, Zhao Shangjun wouldn't even be able to go out of the mansion.

The days are long and the days are endless.

This hatred lasts forever.

At this moment, Zhao Shangjun didn't care why Zhao Guiting was so jealous of Ji Haotian, from his point of view, he just wanted to eat the flesh and skin of Ji Haotian, the enemy, and crush his bones and scatter ashes.

Thinking of this, Zhao Shangjun stared at his mother's tombstone and said in a low voice:

"Ji Haotian killed my mother and robbed me of my business, but there is still my Zhao family in his eyes? Could it be that he really thinks that my Zhao valve is a toothless tiger!"

The hatred is monstrous.

Furious.

"Young master, this Ji Haotian is arrogant, he really has no one in his eyes, if you don't teach him some lessons, I'm afraid his arrogance will be even more arrogant!"

Wang Yuhua saw that Zhao Shangjun was ready to deal with Ji Haotian in person, and his heart was immediately overjoyed.

"I don't need you to care if I do things, you just have to do what I tell you to do. ”

Zhao Shangjun forced his breath: "From now on, keep an eye on this person's every move, and when I finish taking care of my mother's funeral, I will personally take his head!"

"Yes, the little one will stare him to death immediately!"

Wang Yuhua nodded, and quickly disappeared into the crowd of people paying tribute to Fang Haoyue.

Zhao Shangjun knelt in front of the grave, gently dusted off a trace of dust on his mother's tombstone, and his anger overflowed:

"The Ji family is immortal! I, Zhao Shangjun, have become a man in vain! Between you and me! I will not die!