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Wei Junxing walked a few steps behind He Jingshuo's back. If this mystery can really be solved, maybe they can find He Jingshuo's father.

On the two falsely concealed wrought iron gates, the black primer that had been attacked by wind and rain had long since peeled off, exposing the rusted iron skeleton.

In He Jingshuo's memory, the front of their house was clean and spacious, and the children often ran around in front of the house, which was not the desolate scene at all.

At that time, he hadn't gone to school, and he often heard the sound of class bells and reading books coming from the red building in front of him.

He Jingshuo shyly pushed open the concealed door, and looked into the yard.

The cement road from the courtyard gate to the main house was very clean, and the hexagonal flower-shaped yard paved with red bricks on both sides, except for the old floor tiles, there was not a single weed.

Someone lives here?impossible.

Wei Junxing looked around casually, and found something unusual,

"Xueba, what happened here?"

He Jingshuo shook his head, walked cautiously towards the main room, the door of the main room was also ajar, as if the master had just entered the door and forgot to close it.

In the wilderness, the supposedly dilapidated house is extremely tidy, how can it not make people suspicious.

He Jingshuo quickly walked to the front of the main room, and was about to open the door to go in. Wei Junxing took a step ahead, grabbed him, and rushed in first.

As soon as the black wooden door was opened, the sun shone into the hall of the main house, facing an incense table with two wooden signs on it, and three sticks of incense were still burning in the incense burner of the incense table.

The smoke from the three sticks of incense has not dissipated, as if it had just been lit by someone, and the lingering warmth of worshiping people is still in the room.

When Wei Junxing was about to prevent He Jingshuo from entering the door, He Jingshuo had already stepped into the room.

As soon as he entered the door, he glanced at the name on the tablet on the incense table, immediately stood up angrily, and yelled,

"Who wants to die! Get out!"

Those written on the two wooden signs were none other than He Yuda and Qin Suxin.

Wei Junxing had never heard of He Jingshuo's mother's name, but he could tell from the above that it was the name of a couple.

He Jingshuo opened the curtain, rushed into the back room, and set up a memorial tablet for his mother Qin Suxin. After all, her mother had passed away for many years, but his father He Yuda was still lying in the hospital. He set up a memorial tablet for him in his old house. What means?

There was no signature on the tablet, and he didn't know who set it up. Now he just wants to catch that person and beat him up to relieve his hatred.

A burst of anger ignited in his chest, he searched the back room, but he didn't see anyone, so he turned back to the main room, intending to throw the two tablets.

Wei Junxing stood by the door, paying attention to the movement in the room, and when He Jingshuo was holding the memorial tablet and was about to throw it away, he suddenly heard a click in the grass in the backyard, as if a dead branch was being stepped on by someone's foot sound.

Before Wei Junxing could notify He Jingshuo in time, he rushed out like an arrow.

A path paved with red bricks stretched from the front of the main house to the backyard. Wei Junxing ran towards the backyard like flying, and a gray hem of clothes flashed by a small log-colored door in the backyard.

Wei Junxing put all his strength on his feet, rushed out of the gate, flew towards the gray shadow and jumped on it.

Taking advantage of his height and long legs, he threw the man to the ground with a single swoop, and held him tightly with both hands.

At this time He Jingshuo also chased after him, seeing Wei Junxing grabbing the man, without saying a word, he stepped forward and punched the man.

Wei Junxing grabbed the man's dead branch-like arm, and heard that ouch, and seemed to have heard it there for a while, and the sound was somewhat familiar.

He uttered a sound to stop He Jingshuo, who was about to come up to beat someone again,

"Wait a minute."

The man kneeling on the ground held his stomach and raised his face, with bloodshot eyes hanging from the corner of his mouth, a few strands of gray hair hanging down the side of his face, squinting his eyes, looking at He Jingshuo full of resentment,

"Mr. He, it's me."

"Zhang Tianshi?"

Wei Junxing and He Jingshuo blurted out at the same time.

Why is he here?

He Jingshuo withdrew his raised arms and glared angrily.

"What does Tianshi mean? Father treated you well before, but he is still lying in the hospital. Did you start cursing him to death here?"

Zhang Tianshi stood up slowly with his stomach on his back,

"Mr. He, don't be angry, listen to the poor Taoist, cough..."

He bent over and coughed for a while before he calmed down.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. Mr. He, this place cannot be demolished. If you demolish it, your father will not be able to come back."

He looked at He Jingshuo with his long and narrow eyelids,

"Pindao originally wanted to arrange it so that you would dispel the idea of ​​demolition here, but I didn't expect you to come so fast and be bumped into by you."

He Jingshuo swayed, desperately trying to stand unsteadily, tears were already rolling in his eyes,

"You mean my father...he...he did go to another dimension?"

Zhang Tianshi clasped his hands together, wiped his face, and said harshly,

"Mr. He told me not to let you demolish the old house, so I came up with this idea."

When he searched for his father in every possible way, but couldn't find a way to solve it, he didn't expect Zhang Tianshi to lie to him all the time.

"But you obviously didn't say that before?"

He Jingshuo's eyes fell on Zhang Tianshi messily, and his mind was in chaos for a while.

Wei Junxing stretched out his hand to support the crumbling He Jingshuo.The matter of his father has always been a thorn in He Jingshuo's heart, a sore spot that he dare not mention again after being disappointed again and again.

At the beginning, he gave Xiao Hei the chance to find his father, not because he didn't want to look for it, but because he was afraid of being disappointed again, but now Zhang Tianshi gave him such a hope again.

Zhang Tianshi stretched out his hand to stroke the long beard under his jaw,

"Before the opportunity comes, I can't say it, you two, please come with me."

Zhang Tianshi lifted up his Taoist robe, led the two of them back to the main room, and walked towards the inner room on the right side of the main room.

The same original wooden door, the same clean concrete floor, and only a clean incense table was placed inside. Zhang Tianshi walked in and took out the brown Sinan from under the incense table.

He respectfully placed Si Nan on the incense table, bowed deeply, and placed three sticks of incense in the incense burner.

In the smoky room, the eyes of He Jingshuo and Wei Junxing fell on Sinan at the same time.

Finding the missing piece on Sinan was the purpose of He Jingshuo's first trip to the illusion. With Sinan complete, he could have found his father, but he gave up such an opportunity to Xiao Hei.

Zhang Tianshi said that it would not be possible to open the South Africa for another three to five years, but now that Yuda Group is facing a crisis, He Jingshuo even wants to develop the old house, which shows that he is also at the end of the road.

He wants to find his father, wants to relieve this burden, Wei Junxing understands all this, and it is precisely because of this that he loves him even more.

Wei Junxing's eyes fell on Zhang Tianshi's bruised face. He always thought that Zhang Tianshi could not leave Chuxing Temple. Now it seems that he can not only leave there, but even run to Fengshou Town, which is [-] to [-] kilometers away. Come to burn incense and pray.