The divine doctor said: "The identification method is to extract liver blood, and when I add my medicine, if the liver blood coagulates into powder, it is infected with the demon virus, and I provide this method to the boss." ”

Master Mao said: "There are professional equipment in the bureau, which is convenient, Lao Pu can do it as long as he finds a way to hide from the stone Buddha, but it is difficult for us to extract the liver and blood of the people in the rivers and lakes, they cannot cooperate with us, and it is difficult for us to get close to them." ”

Luo Hui sighed and said, "It seems that Old Man Ji's funeral will become the key to the whole thing." ”

At this time, Ji Mengjie came over and invited everyone to come over for breakfast.

After breakfast, the divine doctor went to prick Ji Yunfeng, and Ji Yunfeng, who came out of the dungeon after the needle, was really as the divine doctor said, there would be nothing else but crying.

There was a gentle drizzle in the sky, and the people who came to mourn came to the Ji family one after another, and the cold Ji Mansion suddenly became lively, and the first of the three major families was Wang Zhonglie, the head of the Wang family, who saw him break into the Ji family with a large team of people, and he didn't salute when he came to the mourning hall, and sat on the side and talked with people there, not taking the ceremony seriously at all.

Ji Mengjie gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, but soon she let go.

Zhao Pengju, the head of the Zhao family, also came, he only brought two subordinates, and after entering the mourning hall, he did enough façade work, bowed and saluted and incense, and took the initiative to express condolences to Ji Mengjie and Ji Yunfeng, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality.

Luo Hui saw the character from their actions, Wang Zhonglie was a flamboyant and domineering person, and Zhao Pengju was a sleek and sophisticated person, and neither of them was to be afraid.

Ji Gang ran over at this time to report to Ji Mengjie, saying that Guo Kui, the head of the Guo family, had come alone.

The noisy mourning hall suddenly quieted down, everyone's eyes converged on the porch, Guo Kui appeared outside the mourning hall, only to see his hands behind his back, no expression on his face, calm and calm, with a momentum of not angry and self-righteous stride into the mourning hall.

Although Luo Hui and Guo Kui have met and even moved, but this will be another thing, Guo Kui acted as if nothing happened last night, he didn't even look at Luo Hui, and walked straight to the portrait of Old Man Ji, bowed and offered incense, then retreated to the side and sat down, closed his eyes and recuperated, and did not communicate with anyone.

Luo Hui knew very well in his heart that Guo Kui was the mastermind of the whole thing, a pawn of the Chiyou organization, and he was the one who was really difficult to deal with!

Ji Yunfeng knelt there and kept crying, deaf to the visitors, and Ji Mengjie came out to preside over the overall situation.

Master Mao made a cameo appearance in Mr. Bai Shi in a Taoist robe, opened a dojo for Mr. Ji, and sent Mr. Ji on his last journey.

At a quarter past seven o'clock in the morning, the selected auspicious time arrived, and with Master Mao's "spirit", Ji Gang and his servants carried the coffin out of the mourning hall, and the suona sheng flute played in unison, the firecrackers rang out in unison, and the paper money was sprinkled into the air.

The sky is not beautiful, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, it has become a heavy rainstorm, the Ji family sent raincoats to everyone, the funeral team is serpentine, and the mighty march to the mountain, Luo Hui and others are divided into three groups, which are located in the front, middle and tail, so that if there is an emergency, it can be responded to in time.

The ancestral tomb of the Ji family is located in the hinterland of the mountain, coupled with the heavy rain, the mountain road is muddy and extremely difficult to walk, many funeral personnel have turned around and returned after walking halfway, and when they are about to arrive at the ancestral tomb of the Ji family, there are not many people left, there are very few, but among the few people, Wang Zhonglie, Zhao Pengju and Guo Kui are all there!

Luo Hui knew that this situation was not normal, and it was not possible to have a situation today, but Luo Hui did not find that there were a few people in the crowd, which made him feel very strange.

Luo Huizheng looked around, and the divine doctor who was spilling paper money on the side of the road whispered: "Cat team, those people in the rivers and lakes are hiding near the ancestral tomb, they should have discovered Ji Yunfeng's abnormal state, no accident, their purpose today is to kill Ji Yunfeng and Ji Mengjie, and kill the Ji family, we must be ready for battle." ”

Luo Hui bowed slightly and continued to move forward with the team.

Finally arrived at the ancestral tomb of the Ji family, everyone was surprised, the ancestral tomb of the Ji family is an independent cemetery, an antique archway at the entrance of the cemetery is very majestic, two towering pine trees stand on both sides, the momentum is extraordinary, the cemetery is scattered with tombstones, arranged in a pyramid shape, these are the ancestors of the Ji family in the past dynasties, this cemetery is comparable to a cemetery, it can be seen how high the status of the Ji family in Hetang Town is.

Ji Gang and the servants were about to carry the coffin into the cemetery, Wang Zhonglie and his men suddenly stopped in front of the coffin, Ji Gang said angrily: "Boss Wang, what do you mean?" It's not disrespectful to the old man to do this. ”

Wang Zhonglie snorted and said, "It's not interesting, I just want Old Man Ji to be buried underground." ”

As soon as these words came out, the funeral people were in an uproar, Ji Mengjie held back her anger, stepped forward and said: "Uncle Wang, this is the ancestral tomb of my Ji family for generations, it has a history of hundreds of years, and the ancestors of the Ji family are buried here ...... all generations." ”

Wang Zhonglie interrupted: "Little niece, what you say is so funny, this mountain is the land and not your Ji family's private land, why did the Ji family build a cemetery here to enclose the land, and not let people with foreign surnames be buried in it?" I have checked with Mr. Feng Shui, this land is a treasure of Feng Shui, where the dragon veins of the whole mountain are located, your Ji family has occupied it for hundreds of years, and it has been blessed for hundreds of years, is it time to move the place? How can the people of Hetang Town also be touched by the blessings of the treasure land of feng shui? ”

Ji Mengjie gritted her teeth and was annoyed, but she couldn't find the words to deal with it.

Wang Zhonglie is clearly looking for something, according to local customs, as long as the coffin is lifted, it can't land halfway, which makes Ji Gang and several servants Ji Gang in a dilemma, this coffin is made of the best wood, plus the funeral goods, it is very heavy, Ji Gang and the servants carried it so far on the mountain road, they were already exhausted, and their hands were shaking, if they were not buried as soon as possible, they would not be able to lift it sooner or later.

Master Mao said at this time: "Boss Wang, what you said is good, but you don't need to bring it up at this time, right?" It's better to let Old Man Ji's coffin be buried first, and other things can be discussed with the Ji family later, besides, even if Old Man Ji is not buried in the ancestral grave, where will you let him be buried at this time and a half? ”

Some of the funeral personnel echoed Master Mao's opinion, Wang Zhonglie was not anxious or annoyed, but smiled and said: "By the way, there is a piece of land in the shade of this mountain, which is very suitable for Old Man Ji, and it can be carried there for burial." ”

Ji Mengjie said angrily: "The shade of the mountain is a gravel valley, and there are a large number of snakes, insects, rats and ants, ordinary people will not be buried there, you let my grandfather be buried there?" ”

At this time, a servant carrying the coffin was physically exhausted, and suddenly his legs were weak, and he collapsed to the ground, and the coffin suddenly tilted and was about to fall over.