From the portfolio of Lu Zhuo's life records, Li Zhuang learned an important information. The document in the file bag reads that after Lu Zhuo's death, all the properties in his name were sold and transferred to others.

Then part of the money from the sale of the property was donated to charity, and the other part was used for Lu Zhuo's funeral after his death.

It was clearly written on the file bag that the person who handled Lu Zhuo's property was a person named Song Shuwen.

Song Shuwen works in a charity, and is usually responsible for some charity-related things. As a charity's agent, Song Shuwen helped Lu Zhuo buy the property and took charge of everything after Lu Zhuo's death.

Therefore, if Li Zhuang wanted to know where the sorcerer's grave was, Li Zhuang had to find Song Shuwen.

With the help of the police station, Li Zhuang and Wang Piaopiao found where Song Shuwen now lives. Subsequently, Li Zhuang and Wang Piaopiao rushed to Song Shuwen's house.

An hour later, they arrived at Song Shuwen's doorstep.

Like the lifestyle of modern people, Song Shuwen also lives in a high-rise community.

"Bang ......"

Li Zhuang stood in front of the door and knocked vigorously on the door of Song Shuwen's house three times.

A minute later, Song Shuwen heard a voice and opened the door for Li Zhuang. A moment later, an old man with gray hair and sideburns appeared in front of Li Zhuang.

The old man wore a pair of glasses framed with gold wire, looked suave and elegant, learned and rich, and the whole person gave people the impression of an amiable old grandfather.

"You are?" After the old man saw Li Zhuang, there was a blank look on his face.

"My name is Li Zhuang, this is my girlfriend, her name is Wang Piaopiao." Li Zhuang said with a smile.

"Oh, may I ask you something?" Song Shuwen nodded after hearing this.

"Grandpa, we're here to ask you about someone this time." Li Zhuang said to Song Shuwen.

"Inquire about someone? Who do you want to ask? Let's hear it. After Song Shuwen heard this, he looked at Li Zhuang with interest.

Li Zhuang paused and said to Song Shuwen: "Grandpa, do you know a person named Lu Zhuo?" Li Zhuang asked with a smile.

After hearing Li Zhuang's words, Song Shuwen's face shook suddenly, and there was a sharp change.

The next second later, before Li Zhuang could react, Song Shuwen directly snapped the door shut.

"Grandpa, grandpa......" Li Zhuang shouted as he knocked vigorously on the door with his hand. However, until he shouted hoarsely, the people inside still did not open the door for him.

"This must have something to do with him!" Li Zhuang said secretly in his heart.

The more Song Shuwen didn't open the door, the more suspicious Li Zhuang became.

After a long time, Li Zhuang shouted and his throat was hoarse, and seeing that Song Shuwen was still closed, Li Zhuang had no choice but to stop and guard the door with Wang Piaopiao.

Two hours later, just as Li Zhuang was standing at the door and feeling sore, a voice suddenly came from Song Shuwen's room: "Go back, I won't open the door for you today." ”

After hearing Song Shuwen's voice, Li Zhuang's face showed a happy expression. Subsequently, Li Zhuang said loudly to Song Shuwen: "If you don't open it today, I'll wait until tomorrow, and if you don't open it tomorrow, I'll wait until the day after tomorrow, anyway, you live here, and the monk can't run the temple if you run to the ground!" ”

A few minutes later, the iron door suddenly opened. At the same time, Song Shuwen's voice came from inside: "Come in." ”

After seeing Song Shuwen open the door, Li Zhuang and Wang Piaopiao walked in with happy faces.

Afterwards, Song Shuwen poured a cup of tea for the two of them and asked them to sit on the sofa.

Li Zhuang sat down unceremoniously and drank his cup of tea. Suddenly, a stream of warmth flowed into his throat, and Li Zhuang felt much more comfortable in his heart.

However, in order to avoid making Song Qingshu angry again, Li Zhuang sat there awkwardly, never daring to mention anything about Lu Zhuo.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Song Shuwen was the first to speak: "Is that Lu Zhuo you talking about a wizard?" ”

Li Zhuang's expression perked up after hearing this, and he nodded at Song Shuwen.

"Alas......" Song Shuwen sighed heavily.

Subsequently, Song Shuwen said to Li Zhuang: "I knew that this matter could not be hidden. ”

"Grandpa, do you know something?" Li Zhuang asked in surprise.

"I know what you want to ask." Song Shuwen shook his head and smiled bitterly after speaking.

"Grandpa, I can't hide it, I came to you this time just to ask you where Lu Zhuo's grave is." Li Zhuang said frankly to Song Shuwen.

"Oh, what are you looking for his grave for?" Song Shuwen was surprised.

"Grandpa, I guess you've heard about the horror that happened in our Laiyang City recently."

"Uh-huh." Song Shuwen nodded with a heavy face. At this time, the expression on Song Shuwen's face seemed to be blaming himself, and it seemed like he was confessing something.

Then, Li Zhuang told Song Shuwen about the curse that Lu Zhuo gave to Laiyang City, and Song Shuwen was shocked when he heard it, obviously, Song Shuwen didn't know about the curse before Li Zhuang told Song Shuwen about the curse.

"That's what happened, that's how it is, so, now can you tell us about Lu Zhuo's grave?" After Li Zhuang finished speaking, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Hearing Li Zhuang ask himself, Song Shuwen suddenly looked embarrassed.

Before his death, Lu Zhuo once told Song Shuwen that if someone came to the door one day and asked him where he was buried, he must not tell that person the location of his tomb. Otherwise, another curse of Lu Zhuo would be fulfilled on him, and as for what this curse was, Lu Zhuo did not tell Song Shuwen until his death.

Song Shuwen knew that Lu Zhuo was a wizard with witchcraft before his death, and his curses were very effective, but almost all the curses and prophecies that came out of his mouth could be fulfilled.

It's just that Lu Zhuo has always kept Song Shuwen in the dark about the curse under Laiyang City.

"Grandpa, is there anything inconvenient for you to say?" Seeing that Song Shuwen was very embarrassed, Li Zhuang asked him tentatively.

"Well, in order to let more people in Laiyang City get rid of Lu Zhuo's curse, I will tell you about Lu Zhuo's grave." After a long time, Song Shuwen sighed heavily.

At this moment, Song Shuwen knew very well in his heart that once he told Li Zhuang about Lu Zhuo's grave, another curse that Lu Zhuo had placed before his death would be fulfilled on him.

What made him feel ridiculous was that he still didn't know what the curse Lu Zhuo had put on him.

"Uh-huh." Li Zhuang nodded, with a happy expression on his face.

Subsequently, Song Shuwen said to Li Zhuang: "Lu Zhuo's grave is on the Wolf's Head Mountain on the outskirts of Laiyang City. ”

"Wolf's Head Mountain?" To make sure he heard correctly, Li Zhuang asked again.

"Uh-huh." Song Shuwen nodded.