There was no news at all the day before.

Although we are hidden in a remote place, we are well-informed.

There are too many tomb robbers in Luoyang. In recent years, the Song brothers have almost occupied Mang Mountain. Anyone who wants to sell goods must go through their hands.

They have long made people in the industry complain and dare not speak out.

I don’t know how many people burned incense every day to pray for the downfall of the Song brothers. Mr. Li died together. This action won the respect of others, so many people were willing to help us find out the news.

The news on these roads was passed on word of mouth, one layer at a time, and finally gathered together and reached this inconspicuous little temple on Mang Mountain.

In those days of that year, the whole of Luoyang was calm on the surface, but in reality there was an undercurrent.

If anyone was in the industry at that time, they will definitely remember it.

Among colleagues on the street, the most discussed topic is not who has found another big tomb or who has made a fortune.

On the contrary, these words are the most discussed in private and in low voices.

"Hey, what's up, brothers? Have those people been sentenced?"

"I don't know, brothers, we are all waiting for news."

"Master Li is such a fucking man! He will definitely never come out in this life. I admire him!"

"Yes, I admire you too, please add me."

Yuanbao became a little trance-like and would often do small things, such as tying his shoelaces for a few minutes, smoking four or five cigarettes in a row, etc.

But when you talk to him, he seems normal.

He's not talking about looking for Xiaoxia anymore. As for what kind of state he is in, I don't understand.

Another day passed, I was doing laundry, and the gang leader suddenly came down in a hurry and said, "There's news!"

"Your Majesty! We have accurate news!"

"Oh? Say it quickly."

He adjusted his glasses and said excitedly: "What great news! The Song family has collapsed!"

"Really?" he asked, standing up.

"I didn't run away. It's basically a done deal. News came from inside that they all agreed." After saying this, he put his hands together and made a gesture.

"OK....."

He relaxed his head and asked again: "Where is Mr. Li?"

The man calmed down and sighed, saying that if Mr. Li couldn't come out, he would most likely be sentenced to death.

He asked again: "Where is Xiaoxia? She is that girl. Is there any news?"

"No, that is the orphan of the Li family after all. All the brothers on this road have tried their best, but there is really no faith at all. According to our experience, it is estimated that 90% of it is..."

He didn't finish his words, but I knew what he meant, that Xiaoxia was dead, killed, or disemboweled and thrown somewhere, and could never be found.

We all knew that Yuan Bao was present, but we didn't say anything about it.

What was strange was Yuan Bao's reaction when he heard these words.

He didn't yell like he did a few nights ago. Instead, he didn't say anything. He just squinted his eyes and kept smoking with an expressionless face.

He is very addicted to cigarettes now. I can't get more than one pack a day, but now three packs a day is not enough for him.

"Hey...it's all over."

He raised his head to the sky and sighed, "Anyway, there is finally a result."

If the "inside information" heard by the gang leader is confirmed, I believe that I will see the news in the newspaper within a few days.

"Wang Boss, do you still want to live here?"

"We? No, as long as the Song family falls, we don't have to hide. We will leave immediately. You have worked hard these days."

"It's not hard, it should be."

"Then we will meet again later."

He raised his head and said, "See you later."

After we got down the mountain, we went to Pickle Girl’s place.

Douyazai and Xiaoxuan are also here. They told me before that the older girl was in trouble and asked them to take some time to help find the grave.

"Oh Dad! Where have you been these days!"

When she saw me, Kimchi Girl ran over to say hello.

I was stunned, looked at her up and down and said, "What's going on on your face? Why is your right eye so swollen?"

Hearing my question, she stood there and curled her lips, looking at tears about to fall down.

"Come quickly, Fengzi."

Dou Yazai pulled me aside and said depressedly: "It was Xiaoxuan who beat her like this. She has been beaten two or three times. Fengzi, you don't know. Just the day before yesterday, Xiaoxuan even pulled off her hood."

"

"ah?"

"Where is she? Where is Xiaoxuan?" I asked.

Dou Sprout scratched his head and said, "There is a broken stable outside. Xiaoxuan would rather live in the stable than live here."

I just thought that Xiaoxuan was too impulsive and beat someone like this, with those swollen eyes...

I waved and said, "Come with me. Let's go see Xiaoxuan. If she did something wrong, I'll ask her to apologize to you."

Pickle Girl took two steps back, her face turned pale, and she shook her head repeatedly: "Oh, Dad, I won't go. I didn't provoke her. She hit me twice and I didn't dare to go there." After saying that, she wiped her eyes and felt like

cried.

I frowned and asked, "Really? You really didn't provoke her?"

She nodded repeatedly, saying that I was beaten for no reason, and asked me to make the decision for her.

I turned back to the old stable.

It's said to be a stable, but actually we no longer keep horses. It's said that a utility room is more suitable.

Xiaoxuan was lying on the broken sofa, playing mobile games with her legs crossed, exposing her small waist and belly button.

"Cough!" I coughed.

Xiaoxuan immediately sat up.

She happily asked: "Yunfeng, when did you come? Are Brother Yu and the boss here too?"

"Come over here."

"Did you hit someone? You even took away someone's rice..."

"Yeah, I slapped her, what happened?"

Before I could ask in detail, Xiaoxuan suddenly smiled sinisterly and said, "Yunfeng, you don't know, let me tell you a secret."

Xiaoxuan stretched out her fist and said, "She's only this big at most. It's all fake. It's all held up. As soon as I take it off, it'll be exposed. Hehe, she's really good at pretending."

I didn't react at first.

It took me a few seconds to think about it and I almost laughed. Xiaoxuan said it was too small and not as big as her fist.

I really didn't notice this before, maybe it was because I was wearing Tingmei.

After I returned, I was smiling and talking to the old lady in the courtyard.

He kept nodding his head and said: "Sister, you don't know something. I have been thinking about how to help you. Although it is difficult, I never thought of giving up. I just want to help you realize this wish as soon as possible."

The old lady was touched by what he said and kept saying, "Old Wang, I know. Thank you very much. Thank you for your hard work."

"Well, it's okay, it's not hard work."

We plan to stay for two days, help the old lady find the ancestral tomb, and then say goodbye to Yuan Bao before leaving Luoyang.

As a result, it was just that night.

That "strange phone" suddenly rang...

This mobile phone was picked up in a wild vegetable frame before, and Aunt Qing has been carrying it with her.

"Hey, who is it?"

"Why don't you speak? Speak."

He frowned and made a gesture.

Aunt Qing turned on the speaker phone and put it on the table.

After more than a minute, a man's deep voice came from the phone.

"Little Qinglong."

"Wang Boss, you should know who I am, right?"
To be continued...