Zhu Fanfan reluctantly followed Xue Zhaodi out, who then pulled her into the room they had entered last time: "Did you come here to beat up Mom?"
Zhu Fanfan nodded, not wanting to lie. Xue Zhaodi was so angry she wanted to poke her forehead: "Can't you wait a little longer? Ever since you beat Dad into the hospital, Grandma has been taking care of him there. This morning she had time to go back and get a change of clothes. She'll definitely find out the house was robbed. When she gets back to the hospital, she'll definitely tell Mom. If you beat Mom, she might be in danger if she gets a shock. Can't you wait until she's calmed down before you beat her up?"
Not only did she not go home, she also managed to keep her two younger sisters at the hospital, using the excuse of taking care of their parents together to prevent them from returning home, so that the theft at home had nothing to do with them.
Zhu Fanfan nodded with a wronged look on her face. Her older sister was her savior, and she found it hard to refuse her. It was just a matter of postponing the beating, so she would give her older sister some face!
Seeing Fanfan's aggrieved look, Xue Zhaodi felt as if she had done something wrong and felt very guilty. She wanted to say a few words of comfort, but suddenly seemed to remember something and asked, "What did you move when you moved into the Xue family's house?"
Zhu Fanfan looked at Xue Zhaodi longingly, snorted and said, "I moved all the valuables away. You still need to live, so I didn't move the rest. I just tore up the clothes and stuff, and I can still wear them after mending them."
It all depends on whether Fu Jing has the nerve to wear it. Anyway, although the clothes worn by the older sisters weren't exactly tattered, they had several patches. But the craftsmanship was good; they embroidered flowers on the patches, and upon closer inspection, they actually looked quite nice.
Xue Zhaodi thought for a moment and said, "Mom won't wear the clothes anymore. She cares about her image. If the family runs out of money, Dad will keep working and might even try to gain sympathy from Grandpa. Besides, he has other income, so he will definitely buy clothes for Mom. As for Grandma, there's no need to worry. She thinks substance is more important than appearance, and she's not afraid to wear patched clothes."
As for them, needless to say, their mothers taught them sewing and embroidery when they were little, and now she sews all the clothes in the house, so it's not a problem for them.
Zhu Fanfan stood up for her older sister: "Did that old hag Xue bully you? If she did, tell me and I'll teach her a lesson and make sure she stays in bed in peace for a while."
Xue Zhaodi immediately refused: "Please don't be ridiculous. I can handle it. With Grandpa here, she only dares to curse a few times, but she won't dare to hit me."
Moreover, Grandma knew that Grandpa would give each of them 120,000 yuan in the future, so she wouldn't cause trouble for a while. Those cursing words were just the same few phrases over and over again, nothing serious, and she would just listen to them and move on.
Zhu Fanfan had no choice but to give up. Xue Zhaodi urged him to leave: "You should go now! I'll go and comfort Mom. Remember, we should see each other less often in the future. Don't upset her now. Wait until she's more resilient before you take action."
She was afraid that if they saw each other too often, her parents would find out that she was close to Fanfan and would definitely use Fanfan to make sure that Fanfan didn't upset her mother. This was because her mother couldn't be hurt right now, and they still needed her mother's protection. If something happened to her mother, her father would definitely bring those two mountains from the Ding family and their mother into the family immediately. She didn't want to fight with people every day and affect her studies.
Zhu Fanfan had no choice but to leave, running all the way to the outskirts of the city. It has to be said that her grandfather's training was excellent; she ran faster than the adults, and with her internal energy supporting her, she wasn't tired at all.
Yuan Datou was quite reliable. Following his instructions, she quickly found the Jing family's graves. Since Jing Shangwa had been arrested, she was worried that the Jing family would become suspicious and transfer their assets, so she decided to come and check in person to put her mind at ease.
The Jing family's graves are easy to find. In this area, there are only their graves, a few mounds, with only a wooden tombstone on top, with a flower carved on it, and no other mounds around them.
To be honest, even in broad daylight, the grave mounds had a somewhat eerie feel. Zhu Fanfan rubbed his arms before feeling a little better. Yeah, it was the environment.
Zhu Fanfan used her mental power to sense the area and found that the magnetic field was quite chaotic, making it easy to interfere with brainwaves. She only needed to probe for a moment to feel as if some danger was approaching, and all the cells in her body were screaming to leave, which was quite eerie.
She felt better after enveloping herself with her mental energy, and she sensed fluctuations similar to those of an array. She believed that as long as she found the array's core, she could break it. However, after trying to sense the core with her mental energy for a long time, she still couldn't find it.
If he couldn't find it, he wouldn't look anymore. Zhu Fanfan used a rough burst of mental energy to gradually disperse the magnetic field until the coldness disappeared before he withdrew his mental energy.
Exploring under the wooden tablet again, she sensed seven coffins beneath it. Had seven members of the Jing family died since the founding of the People's Republic of China? The seven coffins were arranged in a straight line, which felt rather strange. She had heard her grandfather say that there were specific rules about where family members were placed after they died, and there would never be a neatly arranged place except in a public cemetery.
Further exploration revealed nothing but a box resembling an urn inside the coffin. Zhu Fanfan, undeterred, amplified her spiritual power but found nothing. Could it be that she was wrong, that the Jing family was innocent, and that the rumors of treasure in the tomb were just that—rumors?
Why is Zhu Fanfan so skeptical? She silently recited the Great Compassion Mantra a few times, and then the Rebirth Mantra a few times. If you ask her why she recited those words, she won't know. She just heard Peng Zhuo's grandmother recite a few words, and that's all she knew. Anyway, her intention was there.
After all, she was going to move someone's ashes, so she had to show some sincerity. She didn't believe there were any good people in the Jing family. If she was wrong, she would apologize and protect the Jing family. If she really was a spy, she wouldn't blame her for being ruthless.
Without hesitation, Zhu Fanfan concentrated on moving the urn, revealing the cherry blossom pattern inside. The pattern was so lifelike that even the stamens looked delicate and vibrant, as if they were still flowing like bloodstains, which felt somewhat eerie.
One of the flower stamens was different. Upon inspection, it turned out to be a mechanism that could be pressed. However, Zhu Fanfan pressed it for a long time without any response. Could it be that the mechanism was malfunctioning?
Zhu Fanfan tried to move the other six urns. Each one had a cherry blossom pattern on the bottom and a flower stamen with a mechanism on top. Zhu Fanfan tried them one by one, but there was no response. After a few tries, the urns started to vibrate slightly. Zhu Fanfan's heart skipped a beat. Had she accidentally triggered some kind of mechanism?
With a heavy heart, I pressed several buttons at once. I felt as if a ring of water flowed beneath me, and in the blink of an eye, everything returned to normal, and the urn became still.
Suddenly, Zhu Fanfan realized that all the mechanisms had to be activated at once, and the true face of the tomb below was revealed.
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