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"Hey, Doctor Qin, thank you."

After putting the money Qin Yu gave him into his pocket, the third brother shamelessly said, "Can you treat me to a meal? I haven't eaten for two or three days. Look at me, I've lost a lot of weight!"

"Okay, then follow me to the box."

Qin Yu called Ah Hai and he said the fastest flight would be two hours later.

Why not just treat this guy to a meal?

Return to the box.

Qin Yu didn't introduce the third brother. When this kid saw Murong Qingcheng and Fenghuang, his eyes almost popped out.

Aren’t these two women so beautiful?

The phoenix, in particular, gives people a feeling of being ethereal, evil, and unattainable.

Murong Qingcheng looks very pure, but has a hot body.

This contrast is fatal to men.

"If you don't want to die, just eat your food."

Qin Yu pressed the third child onto the chair.

At this time, the mobile phone rang.

Seeing that the third child had already started to wolf down his food, he walked to the window with his phone in hand: "Hello, Duanmu?"

He arranged for Duanmu Kuang to go to Fenghuang Township and transfer his grandfather's body to the back mountain of Qingfeng Sect to nourish it with spirit crystals.

He called me at this time. Could something unexpected have happened?

"Master, I'm injured. Ahem."

From the other end of the line, there was the sound of Duanmu Kuang's rapid breathing.

"Ok?"

Qin Yu frowned. Duanmu Kuang was already in the late stage of Taoism, which was considered the ceiling of his combat power in the secular world.

Who can hurt him except the masters of Kunlun Mountain?

But it doesn’t matter. As long as this old guy is not dead, I can wait for my sister to come back from the Shenlong Sect and then get back my revenge.

When Qin Yu was wondering, Duanmu Kuang said intermittently: "Master, I am already in Fenghuang Township. I brought a few men with me and just opened Grandpa Qin's tomb. We were severely injured. I don't know what happened."

"What"

Qin Yu blinked, completely confused.

Did anyone stop Duanmu Kuang and the others from opening grandpa's grave?

Moreover, in order to severely injure them, one must be a master at least in the acquired realm, right?

Is there such a great person hidden in Fenghuang Township?

No, no.

If there really is a master of this level secretly protecting my grandfather's grave, he must be my grandfather's best friend.

Well, when my grandfather was still alive, he would probably introduce him to me and let him protect me secretly.

Grandpa would never die at the hands of the Martial Alliance.

I have encountered so many dangers along the way, and this hidden master will at least show up once or twice to help me.

Could it be Grandpa himself?

He certainly didn't want anyone to disturb his rest, and he didn't know that Duanmu Kuang was his apprentice, so he hurt him.

But grandpa has been dead for so long.

Qin Yu's mind kept turning, and he felt that there were still many incredible things in this world that he could not understand.

Since King Wu existed, why couldn’t grandpa protect his tomb after his death?

Thinking of this, Qin Yu said: "Well, Duanmu, tell my grandfather that you are my apprentice and you are the one who took him to Kunlun Mountain. Then, try to open my grandfather's coffin and see if his body has rotted."

If my grandfather's body had already rotted away, I would have to give up the idea of ​​resurrecting him.

"Okay, Master, I'll take a breath and then talk to Grandpa Qin. Ahem."

Duanmu Kuang said.

Qin Yu didn't hang up the phone, but waited patiently.

After a while, Duanmu Kuang's cautious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Grandpa Qin, I am the apprentice of your eldest grandson Qin Yu. We are sorry to disturb your rest. Don't be angry, we are taking you to Kunlun Mountain.

My master is now very old and has founded his own sect in Kunlun Mountain, and still uses your name, called the Qingfeng Sect.

He hopes to find an opportunity to revive you. Sorry, sorry."

With the sound of "click, click", it was obvious that someone was opening the coffin.

Duanmu Kuang's voice became clearer, coming from the phone: "Hey, Master, this trick is really effective. After we told Grandpa Qin that we were your apprentices, we didn't get attacked anymore.

I go

Grandpa Qin's appearance hasn't changed at all. He looks like he's asleep, and even his skin is still elastic.

Either this is a Feng Shui treasure land, or Grandpa Qin has some treasure on him to protect his body."

"call"

Qin Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Since his grandfather's body was preserved intact, there was a chance to resurrect him.

He held the phone and said, "Move the coffin out, put the spirit crystal inside, cover the coffin and quickly transport it to Qingfeng Sect. If anything goes wrong, you better be careful."

"Okay, Master. I'll call you later."

Duanmu Kuang hung up the phone after saying this.

Qin Yu put his phone in his pocket, with a puzzle in his mind. He could understand why his grandfather's body did not decay, because when his grandfather was buried, a lot of medicinal herbs that could preserve the body were put into it.

But where did the strength to injure Duanmu Kuang and the others come from?

When Grandpa was alive, he was only able to transform his energy. Plus, his leg was injured, so his fighting ability was greatly reduced.

Even if he were alive, he could never be a match for Duanmu Kuang.

strange!

Is there some secret about grandpa that I don’t know about?

Come to think of it, my father was so honest and cowardly, and he was mediocre and incompetent all his life, but I am very talented in martial arts.

Could it be that I am not my father's child, but was adopted like my sister?

In fact, my father is not my grandfather's child. He is using his father's identity to hide something.

Qin Yu also thought about it and immediately called his father to ask him if he knew what was going on.

However, I suppressed the thought.

Since grandpa even hid it from me, then father definitely doesn't know what's going on.

Forget it. I’ll ask my grandfather when I have a chance to resurrect him.

Qin Yu turned around and saw that the third brother had already eaten so much that his belly was round. His little eyes were sparkling as he was still looking at Murong Qingcheng and Fenghuang.

The two women had no expression on their faces. If they hadn't brought the boy in, they would have kicked him away.

"Girl, Phoenix, don't be angry. That's how novelists are. They like to fantasize."

Qin Yu finished speaking and grabbed the third brother's arm: "Come on, my friend is here, I'll take you downstairs."

"Don't worry, I haven't asked the two beauties for their WeChat yet."

The third brother scratched his head.

"You can try if you want to die. If Phoenix wants to beat someone up, I can't stop him."

Qin Yu said this unhappily and pulled the third brother out of the box.

When we got outside the hotel, Ah Hai had already arrived in his car: "This kid, send him to the airport."

"Okay, Brother Yu."

Ah Hai nodded and started the car.

The third brother waved at Qin Yu and grinned: "Dr. Qin, I have a secret. I'll tell you next time!"

"Haha, not rare!"

Qin Yu was a little amused and confused. What secrets could a otaku who wrote online novels tell him?

At this time.

Murong Qingcheng and Fenghuang also walked out of the hotel.

"Brother Yu, I'll go back first. I'll contact you by phone."

After saying goodbye, Murong Qingcheng got into her Mercedes-Benz.

Qin Yu and Fenghuang also got into the waiter's car.

After driving for a while, Fenghuang suddenly said, "That fat guy just now is not simple!"