In front of the ancient cemetery, everyone was like being struck by lightning, who would attack the two corpses, this person is too perverted, the three dead brothers also lost their left arms, what is the reason?

Zhao Fu, who was trembling all over, slowly turned his head, a pair of eyes swept over everyone like a sharp knife, everyone lowered their heads as if they had committed an unforgivable sin, and no one dared to look at Zhao Fu!

"Repeatedly tolerating but getting worse, since this is the case, it depends on which of us will kill who first" Sharp eyes, cold voice, no one has ever seen such a formal Zhao Fu, the usually casual old man suddenly became strange to everyone, and even Leng Feng next to him involuntarily took two steps back!

Ordered everyone to continue to bury, others could leave first, and in a moment there were only Zhao Fu Zhao Jianbang Leng Feng and the thirteen people buried on the mountain, Zhao Fu looked at the mountain with his hands behind his back and seemed to be making a decision, Zhao Jianbang and the two stood next to them without daring to breathe and waited for the order, an hour passed, and the old man still didn't say a word!

The family came to report, the three blessed lands have been completed, as long as the old man commands everyone to go home to receive the reward, Zhao Fu's words made a few people surprised, "Open my blessed land and prepare, I will use it in a few days, and return to report it after completion" After speaking, the people who were left at a loss walked towards the bottom of the mountain!

Leng Feng and Zhao Jianbang glanced at each other, determined from each other's eyes that Zhao Fu was not joking, and ordered everyone to hurry up, and the two of them also walked down the mountain with Zhao Fu!

On the road, Zhao Fu was in good spirits, and his physical strength was completely exhausted, and the blood dragon wood that he had been playing with all the year round in his hand turned rapidly, in Leng Feng's memory, every time the bracelet appeared in this state, it was when Zhao Fu was already angry, it was best not to provoke him, and even saying a word would cause pain in the flesh and skin!

After entering the house, Zhao Fu explained a few words to the two of them and then went back to the house to rest, and the two acted separately, no one dared to disobey the old man's orders at this time, and it was best not to even ask why!

Looking at the panicked Leng Feng going back to the house to get the car keys, Wu Nian stopped him and asked what happened, picked the key points and said a few words, Leng Feng left in a hurry!

After lunch, Leng Feng drove back, accompanied by a truck, with a black wooden coffin on the car, and a granite tombstone, on which the tomb of his loving father Zhao Fu was written, and the date was today!

The Zhao family was shocked, Leng Feng is stupid, he can do such a big rebellious thing, he wants to make the old man angry to death!

Although he thought so in his heart, no one dared to speak, Zhao Fu walked out of the door in gray clothes, circled around the truck, touched the name on the stele with his hand, nodded with a smile and satisfaction, and kept praising him in his mouth!

This move has confused everyone, is this old man crazy in mental pressure recently, usually a particularly taboo object today but can't put it down, people don't die to carve a tombstone, how frustrating it is!

Zhao Jian led the family to place the wooden coffin on the edge of the courtyard, which was also the position placed before each funeral, and only after admiring it again and again did he nod and go back to the house with satisfaction!

Through the open door, Wu Nian saw the matter from beginning to end, and felt inexplicably sad in his heart, "Poor Zhao family, ah, even if no one kills him, he won't live for a few years, he will be safe and sound all his life, but he ended up like this in his old age, it seems that Zhao Fu is also ruined, if he can't kill the murderer this time, he himself doesn't want to live alone in the world"

After settling down, Zhao Fu ordered Zhao Jian to inform all the Zhao family members to come out, the men and women of the Zhao family stood in the courtyard hand to ear, in the middle of the courtyard was a lit wood with a large cauldron on it, the pot was overflowing with hot soybean oil and black smoke, a gust of wind blew, and the oil droplets overflowed the pot and fell to the ground and rolled, accompanied by a zila sound!

Everyone looked at Zhao Jianbang puzzled, not understanding why he was preparing these things, and the person concerned was also acting on orders, as for what the purpose was, he didn't know, and he didn't dare to ask!

Just when everyone was puzzled, the third old man Zhao Fu walked into the crowd, and returned to the house for just an hour, Zhao Fu changed his clothes, the temperature in early autumn was not cold, but it was definitely not hot enough to wear a vest, I saw Zhao Fu wearing a black undershirt, a white hurdle vest inside, beige running pants, black mille-feuille shoes, and the blood dragon wood that he played with in his hand all the year round.

Everyone two meters away felt that the face was hot with oil, but Zhao Fu didn't feel the same, after glancing at everyone, Zhao Fu took off his sweatshirt and threw it away, and the next action made the women and children present scream!

I saw Zhao Fu wearing a vest shouting, "One milk compatriot, four have gone to three, only Zhao Fu is left, live in the world, brothers walk slowly, wait for me to take a step"

After speaking, he did not hesitate to stretch out his left hand, insert it into the oil pot, heat the oil until the armpit, the whole arm instantly opened the flesh, and the complexion changed from yellow to dark brown, after a miserable scream, Zhao Fu lay straight on the ground!

The people present had never seen such a scene in their lives, and the women who were frightened to the ground scattered in all directions, Zhao Jianbang and other men's first reaction was not to save people, but to bend down and vomit, knowing that there was some lack of oxygen in their heads before they stopped, and ran towards Zhao Fu one after another!

Wu Nian in the house never thought that this was the result, he thought that Zhao Fu was going to work hard with the murderer to avenge his brother, but he never expected that Zhao Fu was going to commit suicide!

The breeze blew, mixed with a few fallen leaves and a trace of meat, and there was still oil on Zhao Fu's arm on the ground, but no one could tell whether it was soybean oil or human oil......