Chapter 104 Burial

After Jie Daohan left, Shen Yanliu looked at Fan Yuanhai and said with a smile: "Imperial Envoy, this case has many twists and turns, and the case is complicated and confusing! Why don't you and I jointly submit a memorial to the sect, and explain the changes in this matter in detail!"

Fan Yuanhai smiled and said: "Although County Magistrate Shen's proposal is good, we have different powers and responsibilities after all! I think we should each submit a memorial."

"That's good... that's good!" Shen Yanliu nodded and smiled.

"County Magistrate Shen, Fan has some things to do, so I'll take my leave first!" Fan Yuanhai said, clasped his fists and bowed, then stood up and left.

Shen Yanliu looked at Fan Yuanhai's back, the smile on his face retreated, and a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes. "The case has been reported, do you think you can get away with it if you don't get involved?"

Fan Yuanhai left the county government office, feeling quite refreshed, and walked slowly to his residence at the Spring Breeze Inn.

Before he arrived at Xiangu County, Xu Ruhu had been kidnapped from the dungeon!

And now, the case has taken such a big turn. The one who kidnapped Xu Ruhu dared to be Xie Lei, the nephew of Xie Daohan!

So the case was all the business of Xiangu County Office, so why should he wade into this muddy water?

Shen Yanliu wanted him to submit a joint petition. Did he really think he was a fool? He only needed to report the facts of the case to the sect in detail, wait for the sect's reply, and then take the next step.

Now Xu Ruhu is dead, and the order he originally received was to execute Xu Ruhu on the spot!

Maybe, after receiving the report, the sect will directly order him to go back?

As for the inside story of the case, it will be left to Xiangu County Office to investigate!

The case is so weird! Who would hold such a hot potato in their hands if they can throw it away?

As soon as Fan Yuanhai returned to Chunfeng Inn, the proprietress Xu Ru came to greet him and asked him questions enthusiastically.

Xu Ru was originally the madam of Zuichunlou. Although she was later forced to close the door by Huayinglou, she still had a good eye for people.

Fan Yuanhai was young and generous, and he was a stranger. Xu Ru noticed him as soon as he entered the door.

"Mr. Fan is back! What do you want to eat in the evening? I'll ask the kitchen to prepare it for you in advance..."

"No need! I have to go out tonight!" Fan Yuanhai said coldly, and then went back to his room alone.

Although her warm face was put on Fan Yuanhai's cold butt, Xu Ru didn't care at all. She still had a flattering smile on her face with thick makeup...

Fan Yuanhai was going to go back to his room first, write a memorial to report to the sect, and hand it in to the post station of the Tongzhengsi, and then he was going to go to Huayinglou to have a look in the evening!

In the past few days, he also heard some sayings. The four Huayings of Huaying Building, just hearing the name, makes people itch!

In the western suburbs of the county, the ancestral tomb of the Xiao family!

Someone had already dug the grave at the location of the acupuncture point!

When the funeral procession arrived, there were about two quarters of an hour before the calculated burial time!

The host took an old handheld sundial and counted the time!

Seeing that the time was almost up, the host's dry hand waved vigorously!

The people carrying the coffin carried the coffin to the grave and prepared to put the coffin down for burial!

Then the sound of blowing and pulling the string and the sound of crying and wailing sounded at the same time!

Amid the sound of blowing and pulling the string and the crying of relatives, six sturdy men with thick hemp ropes wrapped around their shoulders came over!

The six people passed the thick hemp rope through the bottom of the coffin, pulled it on their shoulders, and stretched it tightly!

Then, the coffin bearers retreated, and the heavy coffin suddenly fell. Six stout men shouted, kicked their legs and caught the coffin!

There was a blood mark on the shoulders of the six people!

The six people gritted their teeth, stabilized the coffin, and then slowly let go of the rope to sink the coffin to the bottom of the pit!

The relatives cried even louder, and some of them fell beside the grave, crying loudly with their necks stretched...

Duan Rong took a look and saw that these people were crying and crying dryly, with dry faces and no tears at all...

After setting off firecrackers and sprinkling paper money, Duan Rong and the coffin bearers took shovels and began to bury the soil!

Xiao Yu stood not far away, watching the black coffin being covered by soil little by little, and couldn't help but shed tears...

The grave was piled up and the soil was compacted, and the stone tablet carved in advance was also erected on the grave!

Duan Rong leaned on a shovel, stood beside the grave, looked at the words on Xiao Baijiao's tombstone, and felt a sigh in his heart...

"When a person dies, the light goes out, and the Yin and Yang are separated forever!"

Everything was ready, and only the relatives were left to cry and wail, and they could leave after they had mourned enough!

At this time, a sudden rainstorm came from the sky!

The heavy rain suddenly fell!

And it was a sun shower!

The big sun was still above the clouds, looming, and the heavy rain poured down!

The relatives who were ready to cry and wail suddenly dispersed, and the white curtains were thrown all over the ground!

Duan Rong was looking for Xiao Yu's figure in a panic. He just looked at Xiao Yu, but he saw Xiao Yu's figure suddenly flashing, flashing left and right in the crowd. In the rain, there was a faint afterimage behind him!

Duan Rong's heart jumped, and his eyes flickered. "Cloud Snake Step! It seems to be even more powerful than Zhu Xiaoqi's! It's the mastery level of Cloud Snake Step!"

Xiao Yu suddenly stood up and helped a person up from the crowded crowd. It was Xiao Zongting who was crying and knocked to the ground!

Xiao Yu helped Xiao Zongting, and Zhu Xiaoqi followed behind holding Xiao Baiyu's tablet. They followed the crowd to the city gate!

Duan Rong saw a panic in the grave of the ancestors, and the white sister -in -law on the ground was stomped full of mud, sighing: But it was a noisy, so he went to the gate!

When everyone was about to reach the gate of the city, the heavy rain suddenly stopped again!

Looking up, the big sun has flashed out of the clouds, hanging above the sky!

For a while, the crowd began to talk about!

"This is really weird! I'm afraid it's not Miss Xiao Er's prominent!"

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"Miss Er is a good heart! I don’t want people to cry in her grave ..."

Duan Rong listened to his heart slightly. He stood at the gate of the city and looked at the sun above his head.

Although there is only a while of rainstorms, people have been drenched into chickens, but the rain was only under the western suburbs outside the city. The streets in the ancient county town were all dry!

The pedestrians on the street saw a group of people who came in like a falling chicken, thinking something happened?

Duan Rong was ready to return to the dormitory first and changed the wet clothes. He just walked to the door of the Yuanshun Dart Bureau, but suddenly saw a hunting in a gantry uniform and limped and walked over!

Duan Rong stood next to the stone lion of the Yuanshun Dart Bureau and smiled at the man, and said, "How do you run here?"

"I'll come to you!" Yang Zhen looked at Duan Rong with a depressed face.

"Find me?"

"Well, are you free? Let me have a drink with me." Yang Zhen's vitality revealed a trace of desolation.

Duan Rong's eyes moved, Yang Zhen was something wrong. "Okay! Wait for me, I'll come back to the dormitory and change your clothes!"

Duan Rong returned to the dormitory, wiped his wet hair, changed his dry clothes, and came out of the Yuanshun Dart Bureau. Together with Yang Zhen, he went to his house again!

On the way, they bought some dishes in the cooked food shop, and went to the place where winemaking.

When they arrived at Yang Zhen's house, they were sitting in the house.

"There is no such way of drinking in wine, and I hurt my stomach carefully!" Duan Rong pushed a torn roast chicken to Yang Zhen and said.

Yang Zhen did not see the same way, and still drank alcohol in his throat. Drinking a bowl, he grabbed the wine jar and poured another bowl!

Yang Zhen was going to pour the wine again, and Duan Rong held the wine jar and said, "What's the matter, you say, I listen. You drink a lot of stuffy wine, what's going on?"

Yang Zhen glanced at Duan Rong with his eyes, and said, "Do you know? Brother Lei is dead!"

Duan Rong's heart jumped, and daring is this matter.