After the divorce, I became a god that my ex-wife couldn’t reach.

Late at night, Pi Yangyang, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes.

He stared at the ceiling for a moment, then slowly turned his head to look at Su Xueqing who was lying beside him.

Then he reached out and pressed hard on the base of her right ear.

Su Xueqing fell into a deep sleep without feeling anything.

She would definitely sleep until dawn, unless Pi Yangyang used some tricks to wake her up.

He jumped out of bed, put on his clothes, turned up the air conditioner a little, then covered her with the blanket and leaned over to give her a gentle kiss on the lips.

Then he left the hotel silently.

Ever since the old man read his palm and told him that he still had a relative alive, he has been unable to calm down.

After leaving the hotel, he hailed a taxi and said to the driver, "Go to Yanzigou."

The driver was stunned for a moment, then asked suspiciously, "Dude, why are you going to Yanzigou so late at night? That place is in the wilderness, with many graves, it's scary enough."

Pi Yangyang said: "Just take me to a nearby place, and I'll double the fare for you."

The driver was a little hesitant and a little scared at first, but when he saw Pi Yangyang was so generous, he gritted his teeth, started the car and drove towards the southern suburbs.

"Dude, why are you going to Yanzigou so late at night?"

The driver was a talkative man. He was very curious about why Pi Yangyang was going to Yanzigou in the middle of the night, and couldn't help asking.

Pi Yangyang said: "Do you know where Yanzigou is?"

"Of course I know. I'm a real local expert. I've been driving a taxi in Beijing for almost fifteen years. There's nothing in this area that I'm not familiar with."

The driver answered without hesitation.

Pi Yangyang's eyes flickered, and he nodded and said, "How about this, I'll rent your car tonight for two thousand yuan, how about that?"

"two thousand?"

The driver swallowed his saliva and said, "Just one night?"

"It's just one night, and you don't have to leave the capital."

Pi Yangyang answered affirmatively.

"Okay, brother, you are so generous. I can't be unrighteous. I belong to you tonight..."

The driver said generously.

Pi Yangyang frowned. He had no interest in the uncle.

"First, tell me, what is Yanzigou?"

He thought about it and asked again.

"Yanzigou used to be a shooting range for executing spies and criminals. Later, as the number of people sentenced to death decreased, the place became deserted. But later, some ownerless bodies were also buried here.

"So don't listen to this place called Yanzigou, it seems to be a good place, in fact, this is a mass grave."

After hearing what the driver said, Pi Yangyang felt upset.

"But it's strange. This Yanzigou is said to be a mass grave, but on the north slope, there is a cemetery that has been fenced off. The burial place is a wealthy family in the capital from 20 years ago."

The driver kept talking while driving.

Pi Yangyang's heart moved, and he subconsciously asked: "Which wealthy family is buried here?"

"Twenty years ago, when I was only a teenager, a major event occurred in the capital that shocked the whole city. The Yan family, the most wealthy family in the capital, was wiped out overnight and burned to ashes... At that time, I lived not far from the Yan family. Thinking about it now, I still feel a little scared..."

The driver spoke of this past event in a very emotional voice, and even felt a little emotional in his heart.

Pi Yangyang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the driver actually lived near Yan's house back then.

"The fire that year burned down the most luxurious private estate in the city. The fire lit up half the sky..."

As the driver described the situation vividly, an image of flames rising to the sky appeared in Pi Yangyang's mind. He felt a palpitation and a sense of bitterness in his heart.

He couldn't imagine how desperate his family and parents were back then!

He suppressed his excitement and did not ask any more questions.

The car soon arrived near Yanzigou.

Although Pi Yangyang promised to give him two thousand, he still didn't dare to go with them.

Pi Yangyang asked him to wait by the roadside and walked into the darkness alone.

"Brother, be careful. If something is wrong, run quickly. Don't look back when you run."

The driver kindly reminded me again.

Pi Yangyang knew that the driver was afraid that he would encounter something unclean.

However, even if they encounter something unclean, it is not Pi Yangyang who will run away, but the other party.

Following the driver's instructions, he soon arrived at a hillside.

The hillside is not high, only a few dozen meters, with dense trees and overgrown weeds.

Pi Yangyang identified the direction and walked directly towards the north slope.

It was a dark night with a crescent moon in the sky. The moonlight was bright enough that it was not so bright that one could not see anything.

Pi Yangyang's eyesight was far better than that of most people. At a glance, he saw that there were indeed quite a few small mounds of earth in the mountains.

These should be graves, but there are no tombstones and they are covered with weeds. It is obvious that no one has ever cleaned them.

When we arrived at the north slope, the view suddenly opened up in front of us.

Almost all the trees in this area have been cut down, with only dozens of green pines planted in an orderly manner.

Next to each pine tree, there is a raised mound of earth.

Unlike those "wild graves", these mounds of earth were obviously cleaned by someone.

Although there are weeds growing there, you can tell at a glance that they are newly grown and do not look so desolate.

Looking at this mound of earth, Pi Yangyang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and he felt a dull pain.

A strong feeling told him that all the relatives of his Yan family were buried here.

There are no tombstones on all the graves, but there is a wooden plaque hanging on the green pine trees on the graves.

He walked to one of the green pines with some excitement, reached out and grabbed the wooden sign, and took a look at it in the light of the stars and the moon.

"Yan Tianzhi..."

There were three words engraved on the wooden sign, and he read them out in a low voice.

Although the name was unfamiliar to him, he immediately determined that this must be one of his uncles.

Then he looked at each pine tree one by one, and sure enough, on the trunk of each pine tree, there was a wooden plaque with a name engraved on it.

"Yan Tianrui!"

Suddenly, his whole body was shocked.

Because he saw the name engraved on the wooden sign, it was his father.

Tears flowed silently from his eyes. He bent his knees and knelt down slowly.

In his eyes, besides sadness, there is more hatred and determination.

He counted and found that there were thirty-seven tombs here!

In other words, there were thirty-seven relatives who died at the hands of the killer.

"Dad, Mom, your child is back late! All relatives of the Yan family, I am Yan Yangyu, a descendant of the Yan family! Don't worry, as long as I am here, I will find the murderer and use their blood to commemorate your souls in heaven!"

His voice was low and choked with sobs. After he finished speaking, he knelt down and kowtowed three times.

Standing up again, he scanned the graves again and murmured, "Who is my relative who is still alive? Where is he and how is he doing? How can I find him? Dear relatives, please send me a dream! I will do my best to protect him..."

As he spoke, there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

Just now, when he saw so many grave mounds, he was only concerned with sadness and didn't think about it any further.

Now that he has calmed down and is looking at these grave mounds that are obviously cleaned every year, as well as the rotten fruit and food left in front of the graves, he remembers that there are people looking after this place!

But this is clearly an uncultivated grave, and the Yan family has been wiped out. Most people don’t dare to come here, so who would come here regularly to look after it and pay tribute?

The only possibility is what the old man said, that he does have a relative alive, and that relative is the one who takes care of these graves.

As he realized this, he became excited.

I subconsciously glanced around, but the night was dark and the mountains were silent. Apart from the calls of a few unknown birds, the only sound was the rustling of the trees caused by the night wind.

He knew that no matter how anxious he was, he would not be able to find that relative in such a hurry.

But as long as this relative is still around, he firmly believes that he will be found one day.

After standing there for a while, he glanced at the grave again and murmured, "When I kill my enemy, I will definitely renovate this place! Let all my family members rest in peace!"

After saying that, he gritted his teeth, held back his tears, and turned away.

Although the driver was waiting on the roadside, he was still very nervous and turned on the radio. Unexpectedly, he heard a horror novel.

The content of the novel tells the story of a taxi driver who picks up passengers to the suburbs in the middle of the night, but ends up encountering a ghost.

The driver was so frightened that all the hair on his body stood on end.

He tried to change channels in a hurry, but there were few programs in the middle of the night. After changing channels for a while, he finally turned to the live broadcast of the novel.

He was so scared that he quickly turned off the radio and felt a chill.

I was thinking about leaving here quickly, but I was reluctant to part with the two thousand dollars. When I was hesitating, nervous and scared, the car door was suddenly opened.