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After dawn, these chaotic things on the scene must be cleaned up, especially the statue of the god, if it is not returned to the Guandi Temple, it will definitely cause a chaos. As for Xue Donglai, he deserves to die, but at least he should find a place to bury him. Most importantly, I don't want to attract the attention of the police because of these chaos, because the ice coffin in the north room still stores the more important Ming Qianying.

"Click, click, click", and the sound of footsteps and wheels rolling sounded outside the door.

I was stunned when eight people walked in through the door, pushing three two-wheeled carts. The two of them threw Xue Donglai onto a board car, pushed him up and left, without looking at me. The other six men worked together to bring the idol down and prepare to pull it away. However, the idol was too big, and the doorway was too small to be carried out of it. The six people crossed their arms and pondered for a while, and then suddenly moved to tear down a three-meter-long section of the courtyard wall next to the gate, carry the Buddha statue out, and place it on a board cart that was connected in a line. The six of them worked together to remove sand, lime powder, red bricks, and tools for building the wall from the board truck, and the mortar was reconciled in ten minutes, and the section of the wall was quickly repaired, exactly the same as before.

A man in a baseball cap and a tracksuit walked up, held a blue bill clip, flipped a page and handed it to me.

"It's Mr. Xia, right? He handed over another pen.

On that page, there was a handwritten reservation form, all of which read: "Eight people, three cars, to Xia's house on Qushuiting Street." Live simply, transport the dead away, and send the idol back to the Guandi Temple. The remuneration is 10,000 yuan, paid in advance. In the end, the Xia family signed and confirmed, and the business was over. ”

The date in the lower right corner of the reservation slip is eye-catching, as it says 2 August 1996. According to the time calculation, when the reservation was signed, the foreman standing in front of him was only a teenager.

"Who signed the reservation?" I asked.

The foreman shook his head: "I don't know, I only know the time and place, just come and finish the work, your money has been handed over to my grandfather in advance, and now we have finished the work, two clear." ”

I signed my name on the reservation form, and the foreman closed the bill folder and drove away with his men.

In fact, by the time I signed, the other people had already swept the yard so that there were no traces of blood.

This kind of work efficiency that comes in the middle of the night and goes in the middle of the night is really very rare, and it is even more rare that the grandfather accurately booked these eight workers, and calculated the changes tonight clearly and accurately. Even the most adaptable master can't complete these tasks overnight, but Grandpa calculates it perfectly, which is a clever calculation.

I sat down under the eaves and looked at the empty yard, and my heart was full of emotion.

Grandpa left too many ambushes behind, and it seems that he has foreseen everything in the future. These ambushes were there to deal with any future invaders, but he had no way to reverse his fate and arrange his future.

"If this is my fate, how can I face my fate and see my fate clearly?" I was a little confused at the same time, "The battle in the 'Mirror Room' is still going on, will Zhao Tianzi go back there once he retreats?" Xue Dong came here to rummage, he must have wanted to find something related to the 'Divine Water Mirror', but he couldn't find anything. Except for the 'Eye-Eating Buddha', will Grandpa still have any thaumaturgical arrangements? Or will he still have arrangements, but only when the crisis comes, will those thaumaturgy be revealed, and I will resist the disaster and save the day. In that case, maybe I should accelerate my growth during this time, master the 'Nine Swords of Divine Prefecture', and give myself the ability to protect myself. Otherwise, when grandpa's arrangement is exhausted, if I don't stand on my own, who can support me for 10,000 years?"

The gold bars have been stored in the hole under my bed, and in the future, they will help me do more meaningful things.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind outside the hospital.

The sudden wind alerted me, and I immediately got up and went into the north room, closing all the doors and windows.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and in the blink of an eye, the sky was as dark as ink, and there were no stars in sight.

"Demon Wind!" I snapped up.

In the thaumaturgical texts, it is said that the clouds come from the dragon, and the wind comes out of the evil tiger. In the unprovoked wind, there must be something terrible, either a monster or a monster.

With a click, the lid of the ice coffin behind me suddenly lifted, and then slammed to the ground, causing echoes in the empty room.

I looked back and stared at the ice coffin.

Ming Qianying in the coffin did not have any abnormal behavior, but it is impossible for the lid to be lifted for no reason, and there must be someone else in the room.

The lights in the room were on, and no one could lift the lid without a shadow and without me noticing.

With my back to the wall, I slowly looked around the room, starting on the left-hand side and continuing to the right-hand side. There was nothing in sight.

"Who's there?" I asked in a low voice.

Behind the door, the demonic wind outside the door blew tighter and tighter, pushing the door of the house with a clangling sound.

There was movement in the ice coffin, which was made when the curtain was lifted.

I leaned against the wall to the left, creeping against the wall until I could see inside the ice coffin, and then I stopped silently.

Before, Ming Qianying was wrapped in a curtain from head to toe, and her face was tightly covered.

Now, the curtain covering Ming Qianying's face has been lifted, revealing her pale and delicate face. In fact, when I saw this face, I never felt that she was dead, but it felt as if she would sit up and stand in front of me in the next second.

"Who lifted the curtain?" could it be Zhao Tianzi?" I was shocked.

It's just that if Zhao Tianzi comes back to kill, he won't be so tricky. People like him do everything straightforwardly, pay great attention to efficiency, and will never go around the corner.

Suddenly, something seemed to be speeding through the air, like a dragonfly dotting water.

My eyes lifted up from the ice coffin, but I couldn't see anything.

"Who's there? "I threw my hand into the void.

There must be a super master here now, otherwise, there would not be a strange thing about the coffin lid being lifted.

I waited for a while, but there was still no one to talk to, so I walked over to the ice coffin, bent down to pick up the lid, and prepared to put it back on.

The chrome stripes on the ice coffin were reflective, and it was in the image reflected from the one-inch-wide strip that I noticed a short stretch of white dress on the beams.

I didn't look up, so as not to alarm the gentleman.

"Slow, don't cover. The man on the beam spoke suddenly, and then fell down, falling gently like a piece of catkins, without making any sound. It is extremely rare to practice light skills to such a high level in Jinan City.

It was a woman, covered in a white veil and wearing a very thin white embroidered mask on her face, so that she could not see her true face at all.

"Who is Your Excellency?" I asked.

She reached out and pressed the lid of the ice coffin, not rushing to answer my question, but leaned over to look at Ming Qianying.

"She can live, but like you do, she can't. You step aside, and now I'll take over. She said coldly.

"Your Excellency hasn't revealed her identity yet, how can I trust her to you?" I was a little puzzled.

"Bright identity? You're probably not worthy to ask me that question. Her tone was even colder.

I have no intention of provoking, but Ming Qianying has entrusted me with her posthumous affairs, and I have the most say in this matter. If I don't deserve to ask, others don't deserve it even more.

"No, before I know your true identity, this ice coffin is still in my custody. "I put my arms together, ready to force the lid shut. Ming Qianying is a dead man, and only by hiding in a cold ice coffin can she maintain the malleability of her body functions. Otherwise, physical problems will bother us right away.

The woman's hand pressing the ice coffin suddenly shook, and the high-strength plexiglass coffin lid immediately exploded, and shards fell everywhere.

All I had left in my hand was the chrome border strips, which didn't make any sense anymore.

"You don't have to worry about her affairs in the future, I will naturally take care of it. The Mt. Fuji illusionist has an accident outside the country, and he never needs outsiders to intervene. She said.

I understood her words and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that she and Ming Qianying were from the same family.

"Thank you! If your faction can properly place Miss Ming Qianying's body, I really can't ask for it. I said earnestly.

She leaned over to look at Ming Qianying in the ice coffin, and slowly shook her head: "No, she's not dead." She is dead in your eyes, but in another place, like in your heart, immortal. It is you who should be thanked, you saved her with your own strength. ”

I didn't seem to understand, but I still nodded: "Please transport the body away as soon as possible, this is the core area of Jinan City, if something happens, within five minutes, the rapid reaction force of the 110 police can arrive." You must know that in China, as long as everything is related to the police, it is very difficult to solve it. ”

This is also the truth, the police are the best at following the vine, as long as they are entangled, my ninety gold bars and the ten gold bars of Sha Lao's fist will not be able to be saved.

"Someone will come, for now, you come with me. She gestured outside.

I couldn't help but smile wryly, "Outside, where are you going?"

She didn't answer and walked straight out.

I shook my head behind her, "I have other things to do, can I do my own thing, don't affect each other-"

Caught off guard, she threw her right hand and threw a transparent rope the thickness of her little finger backwards, and the noose at the end of the rope was just around my neck, dragging me out.

The rope was extremely tough, and the technique of her knotting was very strange, more complicated than ordinary live buckles and wild boar buckles, and I groped to untie them, but not only did the rope not unfasten, but the rope noose became tighter and tighter.