"Are you Ye Tian?"
Bai Henian looked at Ye Tian. Why did Ye Tian come here when his granddaughter went to Fenghuang Village?
Bai Henian was very confused, but still let Ye Tian in.
"Mr. Bai, what about the feng shui of your house?" Zhu Jinsheng nodded secretly. The feng shui of this old house was actually the Qilin Bureau, where you could get whatever you wanted.
"Xiao Zhu, do you also know Feng Shui?" Bai Henian became interested. He didn't expect Zhu Jinsheng to be so knowledgeable.
The two chatted for a while and then started asking again.
"Didn't Bingbing go looking for you?"
"Grandpa Bai, don't worry, I haven't waited for Bai Bingbing yet."
"this?"
How could Bai Henian not be anxious? He also took out his cell phone and called Bai Bingbing.
"Oh no, something happened!"
"These bastards really care about my granddaughter."
“Shameless!”
Bai Henian even smashed the teacup, which was a piece of Yuan blue and white porcelain. At this moment, Bai Henian was shaking with anger and could not help but pick up the phone and call again.
"Grandpa Bai, what happened? If you want to find someone, I have a way."
"Ghost marriage, someone wants to arrange a ghost marriage for Bingbing!"
"Ghost marriage?"
Ye Tian was stunned for a moment, and Zhu Jinsheng also reacted and pointed in the direction of the trash can outside.
"What's the elbow? Someone gave the girl a betrothal gift."
"Did these people even commit kidnapping?"
"Speak clearly!"
After Ye Tian urged them, Zhu Jinsheng and Bai Henian briefly explained the situation of ghost marriages in the south.
"I felt something was wrong this morning. I also thought Bingbing had offended someone because she was a reporter."
"Bingbing is a living person, can it be a ghost marriage?"
"A ghost marriage can only be between dead people. Don't forget the hexagram of Shui Lei Tun."
Bai Henian was also extremely shocked when he heard the hexagram. He now realized that his granddaughter would not have a good ending if she fell into the hands of these people.
"They want to kill Bingbing and bury her!"
"I will use all my connections to find Bingbing."
Seeing that Bai Henian was too excited, Ye Tian hurried to comfort him, then thought about it and looked at Zhu Jinsheng.
"You can determine the approximate location, right?"
"I need something personal from Bai Bingbing."
"good!"
Ye Tian was very calm. He now felt that his subordinate Zhu Jinsheng was not bad. At critical moments, it was still good for an alien to use magical powers.
"I can only confirm approximately!"
"That's probably it, leave the rest to me!"
"But how do you find it?"
Zhu Jinsheng looked at Ye Tian in confusion, but Ye Tian didn't explain at all.
Zhu Jinsheng took out a lipstick from Bai Bingbing's room, held it in his palm, and then gently broke it. As the lipstick broke, Zhu Jinsheng whispered, "Northwest!"
“That’s enough!”
"Take care of Mr. Bai!"
"I stay here?"
Zhu Jinsheng looked at Ye Tian in surprise. Ye Tian really trusted him.
"Later, you can teach Xiaomi well, and I'll get you some hundred-year-old medicinal herbs."
"Deal!" Zhu Jinsheng smiled with satisfaction.
Ye Tian seized the opportunity and called Meng Po directly.
"Northwest direction, I need a phone number for anyone who has contact with the Yang family!"
"Also, I want to know the location of Yang Ling's grave."
"receive!"
Meng Po was also very decisive. In less than ten minutes, she told Ye Tian all the news.
"Qianqiu Cemetery is located in the northwest. There are 33 phone numbers in that area, but one of them is connected to Yang Changyuan."
"Lock this phone and tell me the location!"
Ye Tian had already driven towards Qianqiu Cemetery.
Qianqiu Cemetery is connected to the Phoenix Mountain Range, where the land is beautiful and faces the direction of the Laojun Temple on Phoenix Mountain.
Inside the cemetery, there are evergreen pines and cypresses, and at the foot of the mountain there is a gurgling stream, so clear that you can see the bottom.
Mountains have their own shapes and rivers have their own flows.
This cemetery is not accessible to ordinary people. The price of a cemetery is now more expensive than a house.
The graves in front, which were less than half a square meter, were worth nearly 100,000 yuan each. The high-end graves in the back were worth hundreds of thousands, or even millions.
On the hillside of Qianqiu Cemetery, there is a cemetery of nearly 100 square meters.
This is where Yang Ling’s tomb is located.
Looking down from here, you can see half of Fengcheng City.
But now the cemetery has been opened.
Several men in white clothes were moving the urn out of the cemetery.
Cup after cup of clean water was sprinkled in the cemetery.
Golden copper coins were also thrown into the mud.
"Please welcome the groom!"
Cui Shiguang's men, led by Guo Laojiu, had already begun to cry. This scene was like their father had died.
There are people who specialize in playing the suona, and they have already started.
Paper money was scattered everywhere, and two shadow guards were holding Yang Ling's urn and placing it on the paper horse.
Guo Laojiu muttered to himself and said to one of the shadow guards, "The time has come. Please move to Qianlian Peak, bridegroom!"
"knew!"
The two guards looked at the sun, their faces a little pale.
Moving graves in broad daylight is quite creepy.
Especially the crying of these people, it was so professional that their eyes became red after hearing it.
Guo Laojiu didn't laugh, and no one who was attending a funeral laughed.
Guo Laojiu pointed at everyone, watched them walk down Qianqiu Cemetery, and then put the paper horse into the car.
“This money is so easy to earn!”
"That's right, the dead's money is the easiest to make!"
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