Feng Yifei in the mourning hall suddenly felt a little inexplicably flustered, and hurriedly glanced at his watch: It's been ten minutes, why hasn't this guy who went to the convenience come back yet?

Did she slip away after convenience? Or did she have temporary diarrhea? or something?

Do you want to ask Wang Qimai to see her?

His heart turned upside down for a while, and his eyes were staring at the door, but unfortunately the person he was waiting for never appeared, and only Wang Yansong walked out of this door during this period......

By the way, Wang Yansong also went out just now, why hasn't he come back for so long? It can't be something, right? Dragged him and Jin Yefeng together?......

Thinking about it, Feng Yifei had a splitting headache, he couldn't bear it anymore! It's been fifteen minutes, there must be a problem!

He stood up anxiously, ignoring everyone's gaze and walked straight to the backyard.

Who knows, as soon as he walked out of the north gate of the mourning hall, he met Wang Zhijun who was coming.

When Wang Zhijun saw him, he immediately put on an extremely groveling expression, mixed with a flattering smile:

"Erxiao, here! It's been a hard time for you in the past two days!"

"Uncle, have you seen my daughter-in-law? She just came out to go to the bathroom, and she hasn't come back yet......

Feng Yifei was also really anxious, he didn't pay attention to what Wang Zhijun was talking about, and asked him when he caught him.

"Your daughter-in-law, I didn't see her, did she go to the bathroom?"

Wang Zhijun was stunned by Feng Yifei's question, and said in his heart: Your daughter-in-law went to the bathroom and asked me what I was doing?

But after being stunned for a few seconds, he understood again:

"It's good to be a young man, the newlywed Yan'er is tired of being together every day, which is enviable...... By the way, when are you going to do something?"

"Are you going to do it in the village, or go back to J City? No matter where you are, my uncle will definitely arrive, after all, I have watched you grow up since I was a child, and marriage is a big deal, and my uncle supports you!"

Wang Zhijun instantly put on the appearance that the elders cared about the younger generations very much, just like the seven aunts and eight aunts who often urged marriage, but they were not really urging, but they were just regarded as an inertial topic.

"Yes, I will definitely invite my uncle ...... then."

If he talks about this topic on weekdays, Feng Yifei will definitely be very happy, even if it is a longing, it is also a beautiful longing.

But at this time, he was anxious, and even more absent-minded, he thought about quickly fooling Wang Zhijun and went to find Jin Yefeng.

Who knows, Wang Zhijun suddenly covered his face in front of him, and this change of face was faster than the change of the sky - just for a moment, his tears flowed out of his fingers like a broken embankment:

"Second child, my uncle is relieved to see that you are so good! But, uncle, I am bitter, I am not filial, and in the end I still failed to fulfill the old man's wish before his death, the old man left too suddenly, I regret it......"

"Uncle, what's wrong with you? If you have anything to say, don't cry yet!"

Seeing that Wang Zhijun was so excited that he trembled, Feng Yifei temporarily suppressed the anxiety in his heart and helped him to the seat next to the verandah.

"Woo woo, I'm not filial, I'm sorry for my father......"

Wang Zhijun still cried non-stop, completely ignoring the image of his elders, he covered his chest while slamming his head against the pillar.

Seeing this situation, Feng Yifei was very helpless, so he had to stop Wang Zhijun from continuing to hit the pillar and comforted:

"Uncle, calm down first, what did Grandpa Shi wish when he was alive? Tell me, although he has passed away, we can also see if we can help him realize his dream......

"Erxiao, you are still filial, you are a good boy......"

Listening to his words, Wang Zhijun's emotions quickly calmed down, he no longer hit the pillar, but took out a tissue and began to wipe his tears.

Feng Yifei saw that his mood had taken such a sharp turn, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition, but the words had already been spoken, and he couldn't take it back, so he could only follow Wang Zhijun's rhythm first:

"If there's anything, just say it!"

This was very perfunctory, because Feng Yifei was just paying attention to his watch and the end of the verandah.

Although the others are here, they are thinking in their hearts: "I haven't seen this guy for a long time, and this road is the only way for her to come back......"

And Wang Zhijun finally spoke after sobbing a few times:

"Actually, when you came to see the old man that time, the old man just wanted to talk to you, the primary school in the village had a mudslide because of the continuous heavy rain, and almost all the school buildings and houses had sunken, and the situation was not particularly improved after several repairs. ”

"The old man is worried day and night, for fear that one day the school building will suddenly collapse and hurt the children......"

"Also, because of the heavy rain before, the blessed land in our back mountain leaked several times and soaked many graves, and the villagers rescued ...... overnight."

"The old man told me before he died, let me renovate the school and the ancestral tomb, which are the lifeblood of the village. But...... The funds in the village are limited, and many things can only be reported to the county through a long waiting for instructions. ”

"And there are a lot of things, they are all pressing the gourd up and scooping, and they can't be done at all, as the village head, I'm really under a lot of pressure, I'm sorry for the villagers, I'm sorry for my father...... Woowoo woo ......"

Saying that, Wang Zhijun cried even more than before, and even burst into tears, seeing that he was about to hit the pillar hysterically again, but before the collision, he hooked Feng Yifei with the end of his gaze.

When Wang Zhijun said these words, Feng Yifei had already fully understood his purpose, and Feng Yifei also realized that it was really important to go to Jin Yefeng as soon as possible.

Therefore, for the situation in front of him, Feng Yifei must have no time to entangle with him, so it would be better to agree to come down first, so he deliberately suddenly said:

"Oh, uncle, don't worry! Isn't it just a matter of money? Problems that can be solved with money are not a problem for me! With me here, don't worry! After we finish Grandpa Shi's funeral, just leave everything to me!"

As soon as Feng Yifei said this, Wang Zhijun really calmed down a lot, and he didn't even speak so hoarsely, he just choked twice, and then said in embarrassment:

"But...... I've calculated before that it will take at least 10 million or so to do all these things, and this money is not something that anyone can take out......

"Heh, uncle, you also underestimate me too much, earning 10 million, for me, it is less than a day!"

Feng Yifei pretended to shrug his shoulders generously, but in fact, what he said was not a lie.

"Oh...... Really...... If the second child can help the old man solve his last wish, of course, it is the best...... This is also a matter for the benefit of the village, and everyone will be grateful to you! The old man's spirit in heaven will be even more relieved......"

At this time, Wang Zhijun seemed to be completely down-to-earth, he no longer howled and cried, nor sobbed, but entered a state of gently wiping his tears.

"Uncle, come in, everyone is waiting for you to preside over the overall situation!"

Feng Yifei was in a hurry to end the conversation so that he could do more important things, but Wang Zhijun was still endless, and he seemed to be unfinished:

"Where is waiting for me to preside over the overall situation, the old man left suddenly, I panicked, if it weren't for the support of the old man...... Ay...... I'm useless......"

As if the pillar hadn't hit enough, Wang Zhijun slapped his head again.

Feng Yifei finally became a little irritable, and Wang Zhijun's words aroused his suspicions even more, which was a contradiction between what he said and what he did:

Obviously, the coffin and shroud were properly prepared, and the whole village was notified in such a short time, and the mourning hall was also arranged in an instant, such an efficiency is not at all like a person who is "panicked" can do it!

"Uncle may be too tired, otherwise go and rest quickly!

Not wanting to spend any more time with him, Feng Yifei finally forcibly turned around and left impatiently......

On the other hand, Jin Yefeng had already sneaked up on Wang Yansong.

She took a few steps to hide behind the pillars of the verandah, and then stretched out her head to see Wang Yansong's whereabouts, and Wang Yansong seemed to sense that someone was following, and after a few steps, she looked back and looked around.

Fortunately, Jin Yefeng was very careful, and he was not discovered by Wang Yansong all the way.

After walking for a while, Wang Yansong finally arrived at his destination-

Jin Yefeng patronized and hid himself along the way, and then realized that Wang Yansong's destination was actually the treasure building where the Nine Dragons Ding was placed.

At this time, the treasure building, perhaps because the Jiulong Ding was taken out, the door was open, Wang Yansong saw that there was no one around, and he dodged in.

Jin Yefeng hid behind the tree at the door, hesitated for a while, and saw that there was no movement inside for a long time, and finally couldn't help but move to the door.

She probed the door again, and saw that it was not as brightly lit as the last time she had come, but only a faint, candle-like glow, flickering and dimming.

Driven by curiosity, Jin Yefeng also got into the door, and under the cover of darkness, she rubbed against the wall little by little.

But she didn't notice it at all, there was a figure behind her, following her all the way - the mantis cicada catcher yellow finch was behind, at this time, seeing her enter the treasure building, this figure also followed......

Although it was very dark in the house, Jin Yefeng didn't dare to turn on the flashlight function of her mobile phone, for fear of attracting Wang Yansong's attention, so she had to take the candle flame not far away as the goal.

After her eyes finally got used to the darkness, she found that the place where the candle flame was placed was the place where the Nine Dragons Ding had been placed before, and Wang Yansong was actually standing at the table in front of the glass jar.

The glass jar had been opened, and there was no water in it, it was empty, and there was a ...... on the table in front of it.

What Wang Yansong is looking at, isn't it Jiulongding?

Jin Yefeng almost screamed, she desperately covered her mouth and hid behind a large pillar.

She rubbed her eyes vigorously and looked at the Nine Dragons Tripod seriously, and by the faint light, she could see clearly—yes, it was the Nine Dragons Tripod she had seen before!

On the dragon's head in the middle of the top cover, the pair of breathtaking dragon eyes were reflecting a fiery red light like a flame at this time, and the black beads in its mouth had a black ...... that was purer than the darkness

But she thought about it for a while: No, isn't it? Jiulong Ding was obviously on the spiritual platform outside just now, when did he move back? Could it be that Wang Yansong moved back just now? However, his hand was obviously empty just now!

Is that because there are two Jiulong Ding? She thought boldly, but she felt that it was unlikely, a treasure like this should be unparalleled in the world!

Then, there is another possibility, Jiulong Ding does have two, but one is true and one is false!

So, is the altar fake, or is it fake here?

Jin Yefeng was confused, and he didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only hide behind the pillar carefully, and try his best to adjust the functions of his visual and auditory cells to the maximum gear.

Finally, Wang Yansong spoke......