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"Yang Chun is dead, that's what he deserves. Xiao Yunhui held his hair, "But this time I finally look like a man, and I know how to save the roots." ”

"Yun Hui, can I help you kill those people in the Xiao family?" Yang Shu looked up at her.

"Kill them?" Xiao Yunhui suddenly smiled, "Yes, killing them will eliminate the hatred in my heart." Xiao Yanzhi, I have been thinking about it for more than ten years, and she still wants me to die. ”

"But also, she and I were originally half-siblings, and her mother was arrogant, and she never regarded me as a daughter. ”

The more Yang Shu listened, the more his heart hurt, and he grabbed Xiao Yunhui's hand tightly.

"I was afraid of death, I was led to Longhe Village by Yang Chun, watching my belly get bigger and bigger, I became more and more afraid of death, I knew that as long as I went out and was found by Xiao Yanzhi, I would die, so I didn't dare to go out, so I could only stay in that village. I vaguely knew from the newspaper that my father had died, and it was said that he died of depression, and I thought it was because I was thinking about it. But I couldn't go back, so I could only think about it in the village......"

When Xiao Yunhui said this, she slowly cried out.

"My mother died when I was a child, and my father single-handedly brought me up and managed such a big business, I miss him...... Tomorrow is his sacrifice day, and I will buy something to burn for him......"

"No!" Poplar held her hand and held it tightly, "I'll take you to the grave tomorrow to worship him!"

Xiao Yunhui Huo Ran looked up at the poplar tree.

"Xiao Yanzhi, she won't let you go, since that's the case, it's better for us to stand up ourselves. If you want to move my poplar tree, then I will let Xiao Yanzhi know what the price is. "Poplar's voice has an air of destruction, and it sounds terrifying.

"Okay, let's go together tomorrow!" Xiao Yunhui didn't know where the courage came from, and nodded at the poplar tree.

Early the next morning, Yang Shu and Xiao Yunhui went out with their roots. Xiao Yunhui and Genzi both wore black clothes, looking a little solemn.

Lu Ming watched from behind, and then ordered: "They are going to worship in front of Old Man Xiao's grave, all of you go there and blend in with the crowd, remember not to let them have trouble." If something happens, just kill it. This is the privilege that Mr. Chen gave us, no matter who the other party is!"

"Yes!" the Tiger Runners shouted in unison.

The old man Xiao of the Xiao family was buried in the north mountain of the capital, and there were already people gathered there at this moment. There is no way, for Old Man Xiao's sacrifice day, every year, many people who want to make friends with the Xiao family will go up the mountain to worship at this time.

Because everyone knows that at this time, the Xiao family will inevitably go out.

At the foot of the North Mountain, the queue has already been lined up. There are also countless flowers placed on both sides, showing the importance of the Xiao family here.

The hill is already full of cars, from Mercedes-Benz BMWs to Bentleys.

There was a lot of people, and those who guarded the tomb below looked at this scene and sighed, there are many people buried here, but there has never been such a big pomp on anyone's sacrifice day, and this Xiao family is the only one.

With the sound of the salute, those people slowly went up the mountain, and everyone wanted to fight to get acquainted.

People are like long dragons, going up the stairs.

The long dragon slowly ascended, and three people appeared at the back.

At present, a very beautiful woman was wearing a black coat, and there was a white flower pinned in front of the Hungarian. She was holding a little boy in her hand, also dressed in black, and holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand.

Behind them, a young man with his hand hidden in his sleeve, a knife in his hand, ready to be unsheathed.

Of course, they couldn't see the knife in the poplar's sleeve, they just thought that the three people were a little strange.

It's just that no one has time to pay attention to them at this time, and there are too many people who come to worship, and who knows whom.

They let the people in front of them slowly step forward at the rear.

The speed is not fast or slow, Xiao Yunhui stands very straight, standing there is like a tree, but this tree has a beautiful name, but it has also attracted many people's side eyes.

"Lin Dashui, director of Datian Group, came to worship!"

"Xu Heng, director of Tianyang Real Estate Group, came to worship!"

......

There was a special salute student there to receive the salute, and at the same time, the sound of salutation came down from above.

These people who come to worship are either rich or expensive, and they are really worth an extraordinary amount.

In fact, the worship is just a familiar face with the Xiao family, everyone just reports a name, and then reports to the Xiao family, and then salutes in front of the tomb, which is also very fast.

Time passed quickly, and more than half of the long queue in front had been removed, and there were not many people left.

The time was almost twelve o'clock, and slowly the people in front of me had finished worshipping. And the poplar they didn't follow anymore, just stood halfway up the mountain and waited.

The people above were also relieved, thinking that the worshippers were finished, so the rite priest announced loudly there: "The ceremony is over......"

But at this moment, a deep voice came up from below, "Slow!"

The voice was so thick that it clearly reached the ears of each and every one of them.

At this moment, everyone moved their eyes to that side, and there were still people below, and they even spoke out to stop Lisheng's words.

For the Xiao family, this is a great disrespect!

Sure enough, immediately two big men looked at each other, and immediately walked down.

But they hadn't gone far when a figure appeared on the top of the stairs.

He was tall and walked over in a majestic posture, followed by two people, one large and one small.

The woman is dressed in black, and the boy is a bouquet of flowers.

"Who is this?"

"I don't know!

"Are you also here to worship Mr. Xiao?"

......

Those who came to worship immediately began to talk one by one, but they felt that Xiao Yunhui was familiar, but no one remembered who she was.

But in the crowd, the older people of the Xiao family all changed their faces greatly, and seeing Xiao Yunhui was like seeing a ghost.

Especially the two women in the middle are even more pale.

"Xiao Yanyi, come to worship your deceased father!" The two black-clothed men in front blocked the way, but the poplar tree roared violently as if he hadn't seen it, and his voice permeated the heavens and the earth.

"Xiao Yanyi......? I remember, isn't that the eldest daughter of Mr. Xiao who disappeared ten years ago?"

"How could this be? Xiao Yanyi actually appeared?"

"It's really her! yes, I've seen her once before, it's her!"

......

With this shout of poplar, the guests all boiled. Many people don't know her, but some people have seen it, and it was because it had been a long time, and Xiao Yanyi was dead in their minds.

At this moment, as soon as Yang Shu shouted out like this, he immediately got on the number, and one by one he was in a hurry there.

"It's really her, it's unbelievable, it turns out that she didn't die!"

"Since she didn't die, where were she all these years?"

......

The people had another question, and immediately they started talking there.

"Stop them, she's not Xiao Yanyi at all. Xiao Yanyi has long since died!" The woman standing in the middle immediately stood up and roared at the two big men.

As soon as the two big men heard this woman in her fifties speak, they immediately rushed forward.

Xiao Yanyi...... Kowtow!" Yang Shu roared angrily, and Xiao Yunhui behind him knelt on the ground with a pop. When Neko saw that her mother was kneeling, she quickly knelt down as well.

At the same time, the two big men had just arrived in front of the poplar tree.

The knife flashed, and a few fingers fell to the ground in an instant.

The two big men screamed and retreated one after another.

The folding knife in Yang Shu's hand flashed, mopping the ground with the knife and walking slowly. I want to talk about "The Divine Doctor of Xiaoyao Mountain Village" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~