Chapter 97 Stop fighting Lu

Weizhong was completely stunned.

What was Lin Jingsheng talking about?

"What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and pull me up! This broken cemetery is too uncomfortable, I'm suffocating!"

I don't know who was so ungrateful that left a small hole in the coffin after throwing him in, just enough for him to breathe.

Lin Jingsheng looked at Lu Weizhong with an even more wrong look.

Why was a normal person lying in the cemetery for no reason?

What's more, the ancestral tomb of the Lu family is two city districts away from the ancestral tomb of the Lin family!

"Lu Weizhong, you are so good, you let someone renovate my old house just to buy it for yourself, right? I tell you, this cemetery belongs to my mother, you must return it to me!"

Lin Jingsheng thought more and more and felt that it made sense. Why did Lu Mingchuan secretly renovate the Lin family's ancestral house without telling them? It must

be that Lu Weizhong, the old man, had long been eyeing the Lin family's ancestral house and cemetery, and wanted to take the opportunity to seize their family's Feng Shui treasure land!

"Are you sick? I told you I don't know why I'm here, you're just being arrogant, right?"

"Do you think I'm a fool? You showed up at my mother's grave with your mother's ashes, wasn't it just to secretly bury your Lu family there and take away the good fortune of our Lin family from generation to generation?"

"You also asked Lu Mingchuan to renovate our old house, all for this cemetery! Is that Martin your man?"

"What are you talking about? When did I ask my son to renovate your ancestral house? Your shabby ancestral house is still being renovated?"

Lu Weizhong climbed out of the coffin, his whole body in great pain.

Seeing Lin Jingsheng in front of him, he didn't look very happy either.

Just as he was about to leave with the ashes in his hand, Lu Weizhong thought of something again and moved back to the cemetery.

"You said this is a Feng Shui treasure land, so since I'm here, I might as well bury my mother here."

Lin Jingsheng sneered.

"I knew you had bad intentions! Do you think I can't see that you have designed our house in every possible way?"

"Who designed your house?"

What is there in the Lin family that he is worried about now? Is it the huge debt of Lin Jingsheng?

"You want to bury your mother here? Don't even think about it!"

He knew that Lu Weizhong was attracted by the Feng Shui of this cemetery and wanted the Feng Shui of this land to bless the Lu family. What a wishful thinking!

Lu Weizhong also had his eye on this piece of land. Judging from Lin Jingsheng's reaction, this piece of land should have excellent feng shui. If it can really bless his descendants to make a fortune, then it's not impossible to take it away...

Thinking of this, Lu Weizhong simply sat on the ground.

"You said this cemetery is yours. Do you have any evidence?"

There are no tombstones around the cemetery, and even the coffins are empty. There is nothing that can prove the identity of the owner of the cemetery.

Lin Jingsheng was stuck!

Qing Wu, this heartless little girl, didn't even put a tombstone when she buried her grandmother!

"You said this is your mother's grave, but there's nothing inside, and there's no tombstone. How can you say it's yours? I was just lying in the coffin, and now I'm going to say this grave is mine!"

Lin Jingsheng's eyes widened, and he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush up and slap Lu Weizhong twice.

"Good on you! You finally admitted that you tried every means to frame our family and take this grave from me!"

But the ownership of this grave is not his now!

That damn Martin must be Lu Weizhong's man. They colluded to frame the Lin family and wanted to take this Feng Shui treasure land from him.

"Since you said it's mine, then it's mine. You can go away!"

Lu Weizhong held the urn of old lady Lu and was about to put it into the coffin, as if he wanted to take this good cemetery for himself.

Lin Jingsheng was so angry that he picked up the urn of old lady Lu and threw it down the mountain!

"Lin Jingsheng, you are fucking crazy! Those are my mother's ashes! I will fight you!"

Lu Weizhong had a very good relationship with his mother, and even Lu Mingchuan was raised by old lady Lu. Now Lin Jingsheng went crazy and threw away his mother's urn. Lu Weizhong went crazy on the spot.

He slapped Lin Jingsheng on the head, and Lin Jingsheng, who was already injured, had stars in his eyes.

"Lu Weizhong, you dare to hit me, I will fight you!"

Seeing the two of them fighting, Lin Xuecheng and Qian Yuehua were very anxious. They wanted to stop the fight but were worried about getting hurt.

Qian's parents took the opportunity to bury the urn in their arms.

They were all old and came here for their own business. Who knew where Mrs. Lin was thrown away now?

Lin Jingsheng roared: "Where did you bury my mother?"

"I don't care where your mother is. You just threw away my mother's urn. I must beat you to death today!"

Lin Xuecheng was so anxious that tears came down.

"Dad, Uncle Lu, stop fighting, wuwuwu..."

Lu Weizhong was getting angry when he saw the Lin family, "Why are you crying? I tell you, you want to marry Mingchuan, dream on! Do you really think our Lu family would like a stinky girl picked up from the garbage dump!"

Hearing her precious daughter being scolded, Qian Yuerong couldn't help it, she walked up and kicked Lu Weizhong on the waist.

The mud around the cemetery was particularly soft after the rain, and there was mud everywhere. Lu Weizhong slipped and pulled Lin Jingsheng down the hillside!

Lin Xuecheng screamed and watched the two of them hugging each other and rolling down the cemetery!

"Ahhhhh!"

Lin Jingsheng and Lu Weizhong screamed one after another, alarming the patrolmen. The flashlights at the bottom of the mountain shone over, and the people on the mountain quickly bent down and hid.

However, Shen Boyi had arranged more than a dozen patrolmen, all using the most advanced equipment, and they quickly found them.

"Who is here?"

"Take them away!"

Qian Yuejiang, along with Qian's parents and Lin Xuecheng, were arrested by the patrolmen. Lin Jingsheng and Lu Weizhong, who rolled down the cemetery together, were also sent to the ambulance.

When the call came to Lu Mingchuan's mobile phone, he was flirting with a few little models, with lipstick marks all over his face.

"What? You said my dad was beaten by Mr. Lin? And he pushed him off the cliff? What happened?"

"Come to the hospital first, your father is seriously injured."

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

Lu Mingchuan put on his pants while calling Lu's mother, and they hurried to the hospital together.

As soon as they arrived at the hospital, they saw Lin Jingsheng and Lu Weizhong lying on the bed, sighing. There was not a single good spot on their faces, and they were covered with wounds, which was heartbreaking to see.

"What on earth is going on?"

Lin Xuecheng looked at Lu Mingchuan with tears in her eyes. She wanted to complain but she found that his face was covered with lipstick marks and he smelled of perfume!

"Mingchuan brother, what on earth did you do behind my back?"

Mother Lu slapped Lin Xuecheng in the face and said angrily, "Why are you talking so much? You haven't even married yet and you want to be so nosy? Now tell me clearly, what on earth is wrong with your father? I tell you, this matter is not over today!"