At the mention of this, the shopkeeper of the teahouse was secretly surprised, how could the body lying in the coffin be gone.

He didn't believe in resurrection from the dead, if he could really come back from the dead, how could Wang Er's son be so filial not to go home, just let his parents cry for him.

If it is not a resurrection from the dead, where will the corpse go?

However, this matter should have nothing to do with the matter investigated by the doorman, it was he who talked too much......

Xuanyuan Heng and Mu Qianqian glanced at each other, and had a guess in their hearts.

"How old is Wang Er's son?"

The shopkeeper of the teahouse didn't expect the door master to be interested, the surprise in his eyes flashed, and then he thought for a while: "You are about the same age as the door master." ”。

"Are you sure?"

"Sure." , The shopkeeper of the teahouse was very determined, and he did not hesitate at all, "I can remember so clearly because the day of Wang Er's son died was his birthday......."

On that day, Wang Er specially bought a high-grade Dan furnace from the pill shop diagonally opposite the teahouse.

Wang Er is notoriously stingy, the owner of the pill shop saw Wang Er so generous for the first time, and couldn't help but ask only to know that day was the birthday of Wang Er's son, and this Shangpin Dan furnace bought Wang Er as a birthday gift for his son.

Wang Er's family was originally very poor, but it was only later that they relied on the sale of refining materials brought out from the walled sea, and their lives gradually became prosperous. fate

Wang Er has a son and a daughter, the daughter is not very talented with the mother's gentle and delicate spirit, the son follows his cultivation talent and is better than the blue, two years ago he stumbled upon his son's alchemy talent, Wang Er was overjoyed, for which he also held a banquet to invite relatives and friends to celebrate.

Many neighbors here in the free market are envious, and everyone says that he has a good son, and that alchemists are a highly respected profession, and it is a matter of glory for ordinary people like them to cultivate an excellent alchemist.

But then Wang Er was worried, becoming an alchemist needed to buy countless spiritual herbs to cultivate, and their family was not wealthy, so they couldn't support such a large expense.

He couldn't bear to bury his son's talent, and finally the father and son made an agreement that he would save gold coins for another two years, and when his son passed his nineteenth birthday, he would personally send his son to the Alchemy Guild to find a good master, and buy a good alchemy furnace for his son as a birthday gift.

Wang Er's son is filial and capable, he also knows his father's and mother's expectations of him, in order to help reduce the burden on the family, he began to follow his father to Yuanhai to collect refining materials and sell them when he was a teenager.

These teahouse shopkeepers all know, and invited him to a banquet two years ago, and he also said that Wang Er was a blessed one at that time.

On the day of Wang Er's son's birthday, Wang Er did not go to Yuanhai, but went to the pill shop diagonally opposite the teahouse to choose an alchemy furnace for his son.

When Wang Er heard the news, even the alchemy furnace he had just bought with a lot of money fell to the ground, and he staggered all the way home with his daughter.

At that time, the shopkeeper of the teahouse witnessed all this on the second floor of the teahouse, and then sent a guy to inquire about the ins and outs of the matter.

In the end, Wang Er's son didn't insist on waiting for the detoxification pill to swallow his breath.

After hearing this, Mu Qianqian and Xuanyuan Heng's mood was faintly heavy.