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Chapter 163 The Resurrected Yang Feiyun
Jiang Fan shook his head: "Master Mao, for some reason, I always feel that Yang Feiyun is hiding in a corner, waiting for the opportunity to move, he must be in the town."

"Wen Cai, after hearing what you said, why do I feel that you have already identified him as a heinous big devil?"

"He makes me very uneasy, and when you become like me, Master Mao, you will feel the same way."

Feeling inexplicably despised, Mao Xiaofang smiled wryly and stopped talking.

After searching like this, finally on the third day, Fang Tu came excitedly and said excitedly: "I found it, I found it..."

Jiang Fan and Mao Xiaofang immediately asked, "Where is he?"

"The mass grave, we found Yang Feiyun's body." Fang Tu said with a strange expression.

When Jiang Fan and Mao Xiaofang heard this, they were both startled, and hurriedly followed Fang Tu to the mass grave. The police officers had already tidied up Yang Feiyun's body, and when they lifted the white cloth, it was indeed Yang Feiyun's face.

In order to verify the authenticity, Jiang Fan tried many means, but without exception, the corpse was telling Jiang Fan that he was Yang Feiyun.

"Wen Cai, look, the vitality in Fei Yun's body is gone."

Mao Xiaofang opened his eyes and was shocked immediately. There was no life in Yang Feiyun's body, but his body was still well preserved, which is really unimaginable.

"He is indeed dead." Jiang Fan said solemnly.

Just, where did his soul go?
After observing for a while, Jiang Fan asked Fang Tu to bury Yang Feiyun's body, but in order to prevent Yang Feiyun from coming back from the dead, Jiang Fan tampered with Yang Feiyun's body when no one was paying attention.

"Old ghost, why do you look so idle now?"

After burying Yang Feiyun's body, Fang Tu followed Jiang Fan back to the Taoist hall, looking very relaxed.

Fang Tu said with a smile: "Recently, I've been quite free. I don't know why. Everyone is kind. Like usual, we have to run around just to deal with normal disputes."

Mao Xiaofang nodded: "It seems that the hostility in everyone's hearts has decreased a lot."

Jiang Fan, who was following the two of them, heard these words and couldn't help asking: "Have there been no troubles lately?"

Fang Tu shook his head: "No, even the most troublesome gangster has become more peaceful, and Li Siwei has started to give money to the poor, which is really strange. I have been in this business for so long, and it is the first time I have met such a harmonious person." society."

The more Jiang Fan heard it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He suddenly grabbed Fang Tu and lifted his neck to have a look.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Fang Tu was taken aback by Jiang Fan's actions and quickly backed away.

"No." Jiang Fan let go of Fangtu and muttered, Fangtu's neck was not bitten by zombies.

"What happened?" Mao Xiaofang asked when he saw Jiang Fan's expression was abnormal.

Jiang Fan replied: "It's nothing, I just feel a little weird."

Returning to the Dao Hall, the Dao Hall began to be decorated with lights and festoons under the arrangement of Zhong Jun and others. The auspicious day for the wedding of A Fan and A Jin has been set, just three days later.

During this period of time, after Zhong Jun was busy, he seemed to regard the Taoist hall as his half home, but Mao Xiaofang, who was the master, was often absent from the Taoist hall.

"You went out again?"

Zhong Jun saw Mao Xiaofang and asked.

Mao Xiaofang nodded: "How are the preparations for the wedding going?"

"It's almost done, you'll be waiting for a toast."

After Zhong Jun finished speaking, he began to direct everyone to do things again.

three days later.

All investigations came to an abrupt end after Yang Feiyun's body was buried in the ground, and everything was peaceful and unreal.

In the past few days, Jiang Fan often went out and found a strange thing. The people in the town became more friendly, and the whole town was full of laughter.

Today is the big day for Ah Fan and Ah Jin, the Taoist hall was full of joy, many guests came, and everyone chatted with each other.

As the auspicious time approached, the bride was picked up, and the red sedan chair at the door made Afan eagerly walk out to meet the bride.

"Xiangdao Daotang and Seven Sisters are married. If Master Mao and Master Zhong get married together, will they be more intimate?"

Someone made a joke in the crowd, and many people couldn't help nodding when they heard this sentence. Mao Xiaofang and Zhong Jun also heard it. One looked embarrassed, and the other flushed.

Soon, Afan kicked the sedan chair and carried the bride into the Taoist hall. Mao Xiaofang and Zhong Jun sat in the first seat and waited quietly for the two newcomers to worship and offer tea.

"One bows to heaven and earth, two bows to elders, and couples bow to each other."

The ceremony officer was even more excited than the groom, shouting loudly with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha... how can the good day be without me?"

After the couple paid their respects, they were just about to offer tea when they heard Yang Feiyun's voice.

"Feiyun!" Mao Xiaofang stood up when he heard Yang Feiyun's voice.

"Yang Feiyun, isn't he dead?"

Everyone was shocked and frightened by Yang Feiyun.

Tapping.

The sound of footsteps approached from far away. Under the gaze of everyone, Yang Feiyun walked into the hall slowly. His hair was disheveled and he had a smile on his face.

Walking into the Taoist hall, Yang Feiyun's eyes first fell on Jiang Fan.

"It seems that everyone is very disappointed with my appearance. I died, but I was resurrected. How about it, are you disappointed?"

The last sentence was addressed to Jiang Fan.

"Feiyun, so you are really cheating death?" Mao Xiaofang asked in surprise.

Yang Feiyun nodded: "Fake death? Why should I fake death? That body is so dilapidated that it is not worthy of me."

"So you give up your body and release your soul, so that your soul can leave your body and realize your so-called immortality?" Jiang Fan said lightly, his wise eyes seeing through everything.

Yang Feiyun nodded: "There is no one else on Hong Kong Island except you who can see through my purpose at a glance. No wonder I was so afraid of you when I was alive. You are more terrifying than Mao Xiaofang."

"Don't think that I don't know what's in your heart. As early as the first time we met, I noticed your killing intent towards me. Although I don't know the reason, I can be sure that you wanted to kill me at that time."

"It's just that I'm curious about why you are so obsessed with changing my fate against the sky, and why you try your best to help me. I still don't understand what your purpose is."

"Of course, I still want to thank you for not killing me. It was easy for you to kill me back then. But now, hehe, I, Yang Feiyun, am not a soft persimmon to be squeezed."

Yang Feiyun said a lot in one breath, and everyone who listened was at a loss, especially Mao Xiaofang, who never expected that the two of them would have so many misunderstandings.

"Wen Cai, Fei Yun, is there some misunderstanding between the two of you?"

Mao Xiaofang interrupted the two of them.

"Misunderstanding, now either he is dead or I am dead. As long as he is dead, I can enjoy the glory and wealth with peace of mind."

Yang Feiyun snorted coldly and said that he already regarded Jiang Fan as a thorn in his side.

If Jiang Fan is not eliminated, he will have trouble sleeping and eating.

"It's up to you?" Jiang Fan sarcastically said in a disdainful tone.

"Hahaha, do you think I will come empty-handed? Everyone here will become my servants and accept my baptism."

(End of this chapter)