On Hezui Road, more than a dozen cars of various colors drove back and forth, and the most front was naturally the extended version of the Bentley of Mr. Lu.

In the Bentley, Old Man Lu and Cao Haoran sat together, all looking at Zhang Kun opposite.

Zhang Kun's eyes were slightly closed, and his hands pretended to pinch his fingers to calculate.

That's right, he is just pretending, although it is in front of Old Man Lu and Cao Haoran, but being able to see ghosts is Zhang Kun's biggest secret, and Zhang Kun really doesn't want to bear the strange eyes of others anymore.

pretended to do the math, and then when he was about to approach his destination, Old Man Cao, who had been flying beside Zhang Kun, finally sent out a signal.

Zhang Kun opened his eyes abruptly and shouted, "Stop!"

The driver in front of him suddenly stepped on the brakes, and Cao Haoran hurriedly looked at Zhang Kun: "Master, how is it, has it arrived?"

Since this morning, Cao Haoran has been calling Zhang Kun a master, although Zhang Kun sounds awkward, but he doesn't bother to care about anything for these titles.

Zhang Kun pinched his fingers and calculated, and then nodded thoughtfully: "Well, it's close, get out of the car, I want to feel carefully!"

As he spoke, Zhang Kun opened the car door first and stepped out of the car.

Cao Haoran and Old Man Lu followed, and the cars behind saw Zhang Kun and the others getting out of the car, and they also walked down.

Zhang Kun didn't say much, turned around and walked towards the roadside path, Cao Haoran naturally hurriedly followed, and the guys who were watching the excitement behind him naturally wouldn't lose it.

Along the roadside path, a fishy smell gradually blew, and it was already close to the sea.

After walking for more than ten minutes, suddenly, in the distance, several scattered huts appeared in front of them, and fishing nets and boats were placed outside the huts.

However, Zhang Kun did not walk towards that side, but suddenly turned right, and there was a small hill on that side, and some scattered trees were towering.

Zhang Kun and the others slowly walked towards that side, and after getting closer, everyone finally saw the large and small graves on the hillside.

Standing in front of the small hillside, Zhang Kun sighed silently.

"Master, is my father's body here?" Cao Haoran hurriedly walked to Zhang Kun's side, looking at the large pile of graves in front of him, worried and excited.

Zhang Kun nodded silently, according to Old Man Cao's instructions, his body was indeed here.

However, at this time, someone next to him immediately frowned: "But, there are so many graves here, do you want to dig up all the graves to find them?"

Hearing his words, Zhang Kun turned his head and glanced at it, and then said angrily: "Digging other people's graves indiscriminately will be punished, and I don't want to do it if you want to!"

After speaking, Zhang Kun pretended to suddenly grab the void in Cao Haoran's ear, continued to sniff it, and then nodded without stopping, and continued to walk inside.

Walking up the hill and into the countless mounds of graves, Zhang Kun finally slowly came to a mound that was no more than half a meter high and stopped.

The mound is overgrown with weeds, and it seems that it must have been some years old.

Seeing Zhang Kun stop, Cao Haoran hurriedly ran to Zhang Kun, stared blankly at the grave bag in front of him, and his voice trembled a little.

"Great, master, is this my father's bones down here?"

Zhang Kun nodded silently, for this, Old Man Cao himself will definitely not be mistaken.

Cao Haoran took a deep breath, and then beckoned, and immediately four black-clothed bodyguards walked out with shovels and steel shovels in their hands, and Cao Haoran pointed at the small dirt bag: "Be careful, dig!"

At this time, the people behind had slowly caught up, and when they saw the bodyguards starting to move, they knew that the target had probably been found.

However, everyone was skeptical at this time.

Among so many graves, what is that Zhang Kun, how is it determined that it is this grave?

You can't make a mistake, after all, there are so many graves here, does that guy want to find a random corpse and get away with it?

At this time, Deng Guangwang, who had been following the crowd, sneered.

He has confirmed more and more that although this Zhang Kun doesn't know how to gain the trust of Old Man Lu, as far as this search is concerned, there is no doubt that he is indeed a liar.

One didn't get up, the other didn't have a charm, no compass, no dragon, empty-handed, so that you could find someone, who do you think you are, a monk?

Someone next to him happened to hear his sneer, and immediately leaned over and asked curiously: "Master Deng, you say, is that grave really the bones of Old Man Cao? There are so many graves here, could it be mistaken!"

Hearing someone ask, Deng Guangwang sneered: "Whether this tomb is Old Man Cao or not, I can't confirm it, but I don't know if others have this ability!"

After listening to Deng Guangwang's words, others also realized that Zhang Kun didn't seem to have done anything, so he seemed to have found a place with a little casualness.

Is it reliable?

Gradually, the crowd began to doubt.

Time passed slowly, and after half an hour, the four bodyguards were all strong, and a deep pit of more than one meter had been dug in such a short time.

"Stop!" At this time, Zhang Kun suddenly shouted, and then lightly ordered: "Take up the umbrella!"

Someone next to him immediately carried out four huge sun umbrellas from behind, and then under Zhang Kun's command, they were inserted into the four corners of the mound to completely block the sunlight on the mound.

"Master, are my father's bones about to come out?" Cao Haoran next to him asked nervously.

Zhang Kun nodded: "Get the coffin ready!"

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Cao Haoran immediately ordered the people behind him to carry a coffin about one meter long and walked over.

The coffin is painted with red lacquer, gilded edges, and has various patterns.

After the preparations, Zhang Kun said to the four bodyguards in the pit: "The bones are about to come out, be careful not to hurt the bones of Old Man Cao." ”

Hearing Zhang Kun's order, the four people under the pit nodded hurriedly, they were all the bodyguards of Cao Haoran's family, and Cao Haoran had promised them a high bonus before leaving today.

So whether it is really for the old man of the Cao family, or to be worthy of the bonus of up to one million, they naturally have to be careful

The four of them did not get together, but carefully cleaned up the dirt.

After another ten minutes or so, suddenly one of the bodyguards' eyes lit up, and his shovel seemed to feel a feeling completely different from the dirt, and immediately shouted.

"There you have, there you have it!"

After the exclamation, the man immediately threw away the shovel in his hand, and then carefully picked up the dirt with both hands to follow the feeling just now, and then, finally, a trace of forest white appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Seeing the white bones, Cao Haoran's face obviously flashed with excitement.

At this time, an angry voice suddenly came from the distance: "Who are you and what are you doing!"

With the sound, in the distance in the hut, a figure ran quickly with a harpoon.

The man quickly ran to the hillside, and looked at the large number of figures in front of him, and the pile of graves that had been dug up, and the man was furious, and glared at everyone fiercely.

"You, who are you, digging graves, this is retribution, what do you want. ”

He was in his fifties, with black and white hair and wrinkles on his face, and because he had lived by the sea all year round, his face was obviously dry.

Seeing the person coming, Zhang Kun slowly exhaled a breath, and then suddenly grabbed Cao Haoran and walked to the old man.

Cao Haoran hadn't come back to his senses at this time, and Zhang Kun shouted: "Kneel!"