Bai Zhou thought about it carefully and said, "I don't know, grandpa never told me these things."

Wen Junzhi walked around the collapsed tomb and said, "Xiaozhou, there are no coincidences in this world, only necessity. The tomb did not collapse on its own, and the coffin did not crack on its own, but man-made."

Bai Zhou was taken aback and said, "What?"

Wen Jun stopped, "I'm afraid this person has always suspected that Old Man Bai is not dead. He did not hesitate to break the coffin, but also to confirm whether the old man Bai was really dead, I guess he and the old man Bai had an agreement, if the old man Bai really passed away, their grievances will be written off, and they will not come to seek revenge against you."

Bai Zhou looked at the half-cut mountain peak opposite, still a little incredulous, and said, "He made such a big fuss in order to prove whether my grandfather was really dead?"

Wen Jun stopped, "No, the landslide should just be a coincidence, since he is not willing to show up in front of you, how can he make such a big battle?"

"He just took advantage of this landslide to open the tomb, making you think it was an accident caused by the landslide."

Bai Zhou didn't understand even more: "Since he has confirmed that my grandfather is still alive, why don't he attack me? He can break the grave and destroy the coffin under my nose, and his strength must not be underestimated, why don't you just slap me to death?"

Wen Junzhi looked at her deeply and said, "Because he is very jealous."

Bai Zhou tilted his head: "What is he afraid of? It can't be a jealousy of the Special Security Bureau, right?"

Wen Junzhi was speechless.

Of course, I am afraid of the hidden family behind you.

Wen Junzhi had a new idea for Bai Zhou's grandfather and grandson.

Before, he had always thought that they were the descendants of the hidden family, and they came out to experience mortal experience.

But Old Man Bai actually wanted to hide from the enemy by faking his death, but the hidden family behind them did not make a move, there was only one possibility.

They were kicked out by the family.

I don't know why, the family had to expel them, but the elders in power in the family are all very close to Bai Zhou, so they have been secretly supporting her, but these things can't be put on the table.

This is also the reason why Bai Zhou has always refused to admit that he is a child of the hidden family.

He stepped forward, gently pressed Bai Zhou's shoulder, and said, "Xiao Zhou, no matter what, you are in danger now, I will always be with you during this time to protect you."

Bai Zhou hesitated for a moment and said, "This ...... Your cultivation is not as high as mine, and when you encounter danger, I'm afraid you won't be able to protect me."

Wen Junzhi: "......"

Although what you say is true, don't be so direct.

But the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he said, "Although my cultivation is not high, I have this."

He pointed to his head and said, "It's good to be a kobold military advisor."

Bai Zhou thought about it and felt that he had a point, but he felt a little guilty: "Mr. Wen, this is the New Year, I really don't want to trouble you like this."

Wen Jun stopped laughing and said, "My mother has traveled the world, and my grandmother has also gone to play with the old sisters, leaving me alone at home. Anyway, you're alone, so let's get together and celebrate the New Year."

"Huh?" Bai Zhou was speechless.

How can there be such mothers and grandmothers?

Mr. Wen is so pitiful.

Wen Junzhi was secretly glad that his grandmother was worthy of being a human spirit who had been up and down in the business for many years, and she had everything counted.

Even he is ashamed of himself.

The night was miserable, the crescent moon hung high, and on the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, a thick layer of clouds gathered in the sky at some point, gradually drifting in, obscuring the moon.

It's starting to snow.

Snowflakes fluttered down from the sky, like light white butterflies.

The streets are quiet tonight, people are going home for the New Year, even the night market is closed, and the faint sound of firecrackers can be heard in the distance, adding a bit of popularity to this quiet city.

In a dark alley in Darong City, a man in a black fur coat came in the snow and stood at the mouth of the alley.

The man wore a hat on his head, the brim of which was wide enough to obscure most of his face.

"I'll be asked out at this time, and you'd better have something important." The fur coat's voice was colder than snow, and his body was filled with coldness, and even the breath he exhaled was white.

Out of the dark alley came a person, who was dressed in very simple clothes, about sixty years old, with a very ordinary face, and some vicissitudes of time, looking like an ordinary worker.

But his face was solemn at this time: "There was a landslide in Xishan today."

"So what?" The man in black leather was impatient.

The man in ordinary clothes said, "I took the opportunity to destroy the tomb of the surnamed Bai and break his coffin."

The man in black was silent, but there was a burst of cold air from his body.

It was a long time before he said, "You're crazy."

"I'm not crazy! There was no body in his coffin at all! He's faking his death!" Men in ordinary clothes gritted their teeth.

"After he died, we examined his body." The man in black leather reminded, "You've checked it too."