But in the end, all the people around the eighth master died, and even his boss died, just because he couldn't die.

The eighth master was in his heart, and he couldn't die anyway, so he established his own side of the force, and it was very popular.

After Liu Zhiguo was born, the eighth master slowly faded out of the gray and black area of the Shanghai Sea.

But the strange thing is that when the eighth master was fifty-eight years old, he suddenly died violently!

At that time, the death of the eighth master almost caused a riot in the world of the gray and black areas of Shanghai.

He is not in the rivers and lakes, but the rivers and lakes, as well as his legends, and his admirers.

Those subordinates of the former Eighth Master have all become overlords, and they are all clamoring for justice for the Eighth Master.

Even God can't take away the eighth master, how can he suddenly die?

Someone must have been assassinated!

Only Liu Zhiguo knew that the eighth master was not assassinated by someone at all, but was cursed and died!

Originally, Liu Zhiguo thought that if he left the old mansion of the Liu family and went as far as Huhai, he could get rid of the curse of death, but he didn't know until the death of the eighth master, it turned out that everything was still there!

"It's not that I won't let you dig my father's grave, I really can't move!"

Until now, Liu Zhiguo also has the mentality of a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

But the tomb of the eighth master is sacred and inviolable in the hearts of some people, and if you want to dig up the grave, you are simply looking for death!

"It doesn't matter. ”

Tang Sanqian waved his hand and prepared to leave.

As soon as I walked to the door, I saw Wang Baigong coming.

"Uncle Wang. Tang Sanqian shouted.

Wang Baigong is Xie Zhanbo's father-in-law, and Tang Sanqian shouted uncle, which is understandable.

"Young master, don't torture me! What is your name, uncle, too polite! Too polite!"

"By the way, the matter of the Liu family?", Wang Baigong asked.

Tang Sanqian shook his head: "It should be a curse, you need to see the bones of Grandpa Liu An'an's generation, but Liu Zhiguo doesn't agree, so I can't do this." ”

"Oh... I see. ”

Wang Baigong nodded, the principal is unwilling, then there is no reason to force it.

If you don't do it well, you will lose face.

"Young Master, is this curse really so mysterious?" asked Wang Baigong as he walked.

"It's mysterious. ”

Tang Sanqian said: "This thing, it's like cause and effect, when I was in Shenghai, I met a family who inherited the cause of a heavenly master, and made a fortune very quickly, and became the top family in Shenghai in less than twenty years, but it also declined very quickly, and in less than a month, the descendants were cut off, and even that heavenly master was punished by karma." ”

"Maybe the Liu family is like this, Liu Zhiguo's father can survive every time, but when it comes to death, the gods can't save him, if I'm not wrong, the Liu family has something similar to the birthmark on the body of these generations, and the appearance of each generation is a skull. ”

Speaking of these, Tang Sanqian couldn't help but think of the Tang family.

What Tang Sanqian knows so far is that since Tang Daoran, the plum blossom seal has already existed, and in his generation, and even Guoguo's generation, it must still exist.

It's just that the effect of this plum blossom seal has never been clear to Tang Sanqian.

Tang Sanqian's grandfather, Old Man Tang, lived to be eighty-three years old, and he did not have a short life because of the plum blossom print.