The important thing is that on the night of the wake, Zong Zhengqing's father had only one purpose, that is, to kill her Zong Qiqi, so that the Zong family would have only one heir.

This family is really unsuccessful and unscrupulous.

Zong Qiqi took out his mobile phone from his pocket, put it on the table and said, "I recorded everything he said, and these alone should be enough for me to turn the tables." ”

I pondered for a few seconds, then suddenly asked:

"Wait a minute."

"There's a suspicion here."

"When your uncle took away Old Man Zong, was he dead or missing?"

"If it's dead, then who is trying to turn him into a zombie?"

"If he is alive, then who killed him?"

When Zong Qiqi heard me say this, his willow eyebrows furrowed: "This...... I didn't ask, does it matter? ”

I said coldly, "Of course it's important! If it was just for the position of the head of the family, it was indeed reasonable to kill the old man of the sect. ”

"But refining corpses into zombies, and also making a vicious three-corpse refining zombie method, is this necessary?"

"You and Zong Zhengqing are both the descendants of the old man Zong, and your father is the biological flesh and blood of the old man Zong, how can you do it?"

Zong Qiqi was puzzled: "Yang Chengye, I don't understand what you mean. ”

I turned my head and said word by word: "I suspect that your uncle has other plans!" ”

"Something else?"

Zong Qiqi was stunned.

I said, "We can deduce that when you were found in the old villa, your uncle could have used it to splash dirty water on your head, and in fact he did." ”

"But on the other hand, what reason does he have for letting you keep the spirit alone, let the old man of the sect raise the corpse, and kill you completely?"

"It's just that for the position of the head of the family, it is necessary to kill each other?"

"Unless ......"

I sneered, "Unless someone wants to get in the way!" ”

Zong Qiqi stood up with a swoop and looked at me in disbelief: "You mean, that Duangong Master?" ”

I nodded, the reason why I thought so was entirely because of a sentence mentioned by the old Taoist priest Dengzi.

He said that the Three Corpses Refining Zombie Method was his master's unique secret method, and the person who laid it out probably had a lot to do with him.

So that's what I've been wondering about.

That Duangong Master, why did he refine the old man of the sect into a stiff, or why did he become a stiff?

If it is said that on the day of the wake, the black cat was used to raise the corpse, in order to do nothing and kill Zong Qiqi by the hand of the old man of the sect, so as to prevent future troubles.

So before Zong Qingshan's corpse was raised, why did the old villa make a feng shui gathering place to raise him?

If there was no Yin Gathering Land, it was unlikely that Zong Qingshan would have a corpse.

It's hard to ignore such an obvious subjective intention.

I glanced at Zong Qiqi, and she obviously understood the reason, so she turned her head and walked into the next room.

It's not over yet.

Zong Qiqi interrogated Zong Zhengqing again, this time I was next to him, but Zong Zhengqing said that he didn't know anything.

He just listened to his father's words and hid Zong Qingshan's body at home.

Why Zong Qingshan got a corpse and why he turned into a zombie, he didn't know at all, but he couldn't believe it when he heard his father mention it.

It is unlikely that a person will lie in absolute fear.

Even if there is, it can be observed through micro-expressions.

Zong Zhengqing's psychological defense line has completely collapsed, so it is unlikely to deceive us.

Zong Qiqi turned his head to look at Uncle Zhang Bao, the deputy shopkeeper of Zhenbao Zhai, but he kept shaking his head, saying that he didn't know anything.

The reason why he chose to stand on the side of Uncle Zong Qiqi was because his wife and children were controlled by him.

If he did not support Zong Zhengqing as the head of the family, his family would be torn apart.

The problem is back to square one.

But at this time.

Zong Zhengqing's mobile phone rang suddenly.

I picked it up and glanced at the notes, which said "Dad", which should have been called by Uncle Zong Qiqi.

I handed the phone to Zong Qiqi and asked her to decide whether to answer it or not, and at the same time reached out and blocked Zong Zhengqing's mouth to prevent him from making a sound.

I thought Zong Qiqi would refuse, but she didn't think about it and took the phone.

"Hey, uncle, it's me."

"Yes, that's right."

"Your son is in my hands."

"If you still want his life, then tomorrow at twelve o'clock at noon, I want you to gather all the relatives of the Zong family to meet in the ancestral hall of the Zong family."

"Tell them that my Zong Qiqi is back with my grandfather's body."

"You don't have a choice."

After saying this series of words.

Zong Qiqi hung up the phone bluntly, and then turned his head to look at me.

I saw that her chest rose and fell violently, and her face was a little pale, and I knew in my heart that she was using all her courage to declare war on her uncle's family.

I can't say whether this approach is good or bad, and I can't say that it is impulsive.

Rather than constantly giving in, it is obvious that confronting head-on is the most correct choice.

After all, we hold the evidence in our hands and the hole card of Zong Zhengqing.

Without waiting for the phone to call again, Zong Qiqi smashed the mobile phone.

"Yang Chengye, you have to help me."

"I can't do it alone."

She stared straight at me.

I nodded, and then glanced at Zong Qingshan's coffin, no matter whether that Duangong Master had other purposes or not, it was more important to deal with Zong Qiqi Uncle first.

Night.

To be on the safe side, we moved to another residence.

It is also Yu Tianjiao's territory, but this is a den used to hide after the people who hang the door commit crimes, after all, as a person in the rivers and lakes, it is inevitable to step on some red lines because of new hatred and old hatred.

Shelter has naturally become an indispensable thing.

The purpose of this is to prevent the Zong family from mobilizing contacts to find us, and if we intercept and kill us halfway, then we will lose the initiative.

It was a quiet night.

Zong Qiqi and I didn't talk too much.

For the sake of insurance, she sent a message to the other ethnic groups of the clan through her own way, inviting them to meet at the ancestral shrine tomorrow.

The purpose of this is to prevent his uncle from having a ghost in his heart and not following the rules.

Early the next morning, I called a funeral car, put the coffin of the old man Zong, and went to the ancestral hall of the Zongjia family.

Be sufficiency.

Momentum, to be enough.

This is the help I gave to Zong Qiqi.

I have to give her enough confidence to face most of the sect family.

When I arrived at the ancestral hall of the clan, it was already an hour later.

The status of the Zongjia in the Lingcheng is very high, enough to rank among the top three in the antique world, so the establishment of the ancestral hall of the Zongjia is naturally magnificent.

Although it is only in the suburbs, its area is enough to be worth a courtyard house, which is a private manor, and you must have a travel permit if you want to enter.