Mr. Cong never talks about martial arts

Shang's old house.

After the old lady Shang passed out a few times, she regained consciousness again. Seeing her children and grandchildren standing in front of her, she gasped and asked, "Has Xiao He from the third family come back?"

Shang Liangzhi stepped forward bravely: "No, I already called to remind you."

Over the years, because of the existence of the dark dragon, those who did not deal with the Shang family all huddled in a corner and did not dare to rebel.

As the saying goes, good deeds do not go out and evil deeds travel thousands of miles. After the master of the dark dragon let out the wind, there were endless incidents against the Shang family both openly and secretly.

The small days in the past were so beautiful that the Shang family forgot the cruelty of the law of the jungle.

Shang Liangzhi now has no money, no confidence, and the rest of his family is going to save his precious son Shang Xingwei.If it wasn't for Mr. Shang's unconsciousness and Mrs. Shang's sudden illness, he would not even be qualified to stand in the main house.

A pair of reproachful eyes pierced his back, Shang Liangzhi had no choice but to make another phone call.

"Hello~" The phone was picked up, and the voice was Uncle Da.

At this moment, Shang Liangzhi didn't dare to trust him, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Da, is your young master there, oh~ you've already set off. This kid, don't call me back..."

"Crack!" The phone had already hung up.

Shang Liangzhi lost face a little, put away the phone, bent down carefully: "Auntie, Xiaohe is already on the way."

Mrs. Shang grabbed the small handkerchief and wiped her tears with a crying voice: "Did you ask clearly, you must let Xiaohe bring his friends with you. The old man specially ordered you to bring Xiaohe's friends when he was awake."

Shang Liangzhi smiled awkwardly: "It should be, it is with him, that kid has been sticking to Xiaohe all the time."

Old Madam Shang's complexion eased a little bit, she pouted, tasted the final sound in the words, faintly felt that something was wrong, braced herself up, and asked: "The third family, you said sticky, is it true?" What's the meaning?"

When Shang Liangzhi thought of the doctor's methods, his whole body itch, he didn't dare to talk nonsense, he only dared to grit his back molars: "Auntie, I don't know the specific situation, I just know that the man is indeed a doctor."

The old lady Shang complained: "You have too little contact with Xiaohe on weekdays, and that's why there is a gap. When Xiaohe arrives, don't talk, I will beg him personally."

Shang Liangzhi hurriedly bowed: "Hey, how can I make my aunt speak, I will reprimand him."

"For the sake of my old man helping you, as long as you stand still and don't talk, you are helping us." Mrs. Shang snorted: "When Xiaohe arrives later, you should retreat to the back room and don't come out. Do you know?"

There was something in the old lady's words, and she stared at Shang Liangzhi with cold eyes, which made Shang Liangzhi break out in a cold sweat, so he had no choice but to bow his head and stand aside.

All the people in the room rolled their eyes with different thoughts, some of the juniors who disdain Shang Liangzhi’s behavior secretly rolled their eyes: “I’ve never seen a father like this, although it’s your family’s business, the people in the next room don’t care It's easy to make irresponsible remarks, but you condoned the illegitimate son to persecute the eldest son, and even stole the jade pendant to assassinate the parent and son, which is a bit too much. '

……

A Jeep Wrangler passed through the urban area and drove directly into Xifeng Garden.

Shang Heyin was driving, and Cong Youyan sat aside and checked the news on his mobile phone.

The short video is broadcasting a news, and the police cordon has been pulled up.

The location was the lime factory that was destroyed last night.

Losing the cover of the enchantment, the nearby villagers discovered that there was this small workshop in front of their house. Someone braved up and walked into the collapsed lime factory, and accidentally found the corpse in the lime pond and at the door of the woodshed.

There were about dozens of corpses, big and small, regardless of gender, and they were all skinny, with no obvious wounds on their bodies. Preliminary estimates of the time of death were within the past few years.

A villager was interviewed.

"I've lived here all my life, and it's the first time I've seen so many corpses piled up together. It's very similar to the kind in martial arts novels, practicing the posture of nine Yin and white bone claws."

The reporter interjected: "You mean that these corpses were brought here because they were practicing qigong? It was stated in the police statement that this is an extremely brutal criminal case."

"Oh, the case must be a case, but it may not be a criminal case. Maybe it's the kind of martial arts novels that often arrest people and come back to practice kung fu. You didn't see it, it was full of mummies, with hands and feet like chicken feet If it wasn't for being caught to practice kung fu, it would be for being sucked dry by a vampire!"

The reporter was puzzled: "Didn't it mean that vampires are afraid of garlic? I see garlic is growing near your place. Also, this is a lime pond, and vampires don't seem to like lime either."

The villager who was interrupted several times squinted his eyes: "Comrade reporter, you know more than me~"

reporter:"……"

Cong Yuyan smirked while watching the video, tears came out, and pointed to the villager in the video: "Yin'er, this person is definitely a talent! The words are not rough, hahaha..."

Shang Heyin glanced at the video, feeling disgusted in his heart: "It's not enough to die a thousand times for those men and women who practice the evil method of ghost corpses."

Cong Yuyan nodded: "So I want to use them with peace of mind and squeeze out their surplus value. I will broadcast live tonight, peel and cramp, and dismember them!"

Shang Heyin rubbed his temples: "Don't dismember, don't cramp, it's too bloody, and the channel will definitely be locked."

The light bulb in You Yan's mind instantly lit up: "Oh! Then let's teach you a hundred ways to make mummies, shall we?"

Shang Heyin really wanted to pry open Cong Youyan's little head, to see the structure inside, how to go around, all he thought was bloody live broadcast, couldn't he make some videos full of positive energy?

Cong Youyan looked at the green plants outside the window, and muttered: "I don't know what disease the old man has, why he suddenly fell into a coma. If you are sick, go to the doctor, if you have something to do, go to the police, what do you want us for?"

Shang Heyin turned on the direction lights, nodded to the guard, and when the fence opened, he said softly: "The symptoms I heard from the second grandma are a bit like when I had a cold fragrance."

"Hanxiangsha?!" Cong Youyan regained his energy, "That's worth my trip."

When driving the jeep into the garden, a private car with a logo passed by and stopped beside the flower wall, "Wang's car? They're here too?" Shang Heyin glanced at it and suddenly remembered something.

"Xiao Cong, a year ago, a seat in the main hall in the province was vacant. Both the Wang family and the Li family wanted to compete. Originally, the Wang family had a better chance of winning. Who knows, the old man of the Wang family suddenly fell ill, and the seat went to Li. In the hands of the family. Mr. Wang fell ill very suddenly, which is very strange."

"Where is the strangeness?"

"Mr. Wang's health is not high, but the doctor said that he had a sudden cerebral congestion. After being rescued, his mouth was crooked and his eyes were squinted, and he couldn't speak anymore."

Shang Heyin stopped the car and continued: "Because he is a good friend of Grandpa. I went to visit him. Even though he is paralyzed and drooling, he is still staring at an ancient painting on a scroll in the house!"

Cong Youyan stroked his chin and smiled: "An ancient painting? Is it authentic? If someone deliberately flatters him, that's what he asked for."

"That's right." Shang Heyin shook his head: "At first I thought it was Mr. Wang's bad luck, but now that I think about it, it's a coincidence that it happened like this, so I think it's not normal."

Cong Youyan smiled: "Poisoning is indispensable for left and right."

While talking, the car has stopped in front of the main entrance.

Looking at the white-haired steward walking out of the main house, Shang Heyin sighed worriedly, took a deep breath, opened the car door, and shouted respectfully: "Grandpa Chi."

Chi Qiang walked a few steps in a hurry, put on a suitable smile, and bowed to salute: "Master He is home, and the old lady is waiting."

He pushed his glasses, looked at Cong Youyan who got out of the car with a smile, and said, "You must be Master Cong, I'll be waiting for you, please come inside!"

Cong Youyan glanced at Chi Qiang and smiled: "You have much better eyesight than old man Da." He took out a plastic bag and stuffed it in: "Hey, ginseng and angelica pills, a tip for you."

Chi Qiang's face remained unchanged, he took it respectfully, and bent even deeper: "Thank you for the reward from the young master. Master He, go in quickly, don't make the old lady wait."

Shang Heyin nodded with a smile on his face, grabbed Cong Youyan, and walked quickly to the inner room.

Cong Yuyan just wanted to ask.

Shang Heyin said as he walked: "Uncle Da is an honest man, but this man is a smiling tiger, don't be fooled by him."

~Is that so? ~Cong Youyan was slightly guilty, but refused to admit it, and said stubbornly: "I can't see it, who am I, I saw through that old man early in the morning."

Shang Heyin knew that this stupid guy had a very good face, so he didn't expose it, took his finger, and smiled slightly: "That's good, look at me later and act, don't be coaxed by the second grandma, just casually agree to her proposal." request."

This is an ancient house with a long history, with one step at a time, carved beams and painted buildings, lawn ponds, flagstone paths, and gardens of high and low heights, highlighting the former glory of this ancient house.

Passing through the verdant green winding path, you come to a simple wooden door. The scenery here changes again. A stone statue of Arhat is hidden in the holly bushes, with eyelashes down, looking at the toes compassionately.

On the left and right of the wooden door, two handsome women were waiting. Seeing Shang Heyin approaching, one of them hurriedly opened the door, bowed in salute, bent his eyes and smiled, and led the way inside.

The girl in front looked back and peeked curiously as she walked, and coincidentally met Cong Yuyan's gaze.

Cong Youyan was teasing Shang Heyin, and lowered his not low voice: "Look, that woman has been spying on me; tell me, did she fall in love with me at first sight?"

Shang Heyin glanced up, chuckled a few times, and said in a low voice: "I can tell, it's not an ordinary secret love, it's absolutely love to the bone."

Cong Youyan pretended to be frightened, and grabbed Shang Heyin's sleeve: "Yin'er, you have to protect me, my delicate flower, although my willpower is firm, but I can't stand the collude and coveting of others. "

Shang Heyin turned his eyes and said with a sneer: "Then do you want to be hooked up, or do you want to be coveted?"

Cong Youyan quickly shook his head: "I don't even think about it, I just talk about it."

The two were whispering "affectionately".

The old lady Shang, who was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, said with a smile: "It seems that the relationship between the two of you is very good."