In this mountain range where the dead rest, even the mosquitoes choose to keep silent for fear of disturbing the peace of the dead resting here.
Halfway up the mountain.
The fire flickered.
Lu Fan sat on the ground and kept throwing the yellow paper in his hand into the fire. The fire flickered, and the girl's sweet smile on the tombstone became even brighter with the flickering light.
Next to him, there were bottles of Maotai liquor scattered on the ground.
Lu Fan sat here all night and drank all night without saying a word.
He didn't know where to start or how to speak.
He couldn't even say something to her that she wanted to hear. The only thing he could do was sit here silently and spend the last night with her.
"Bang!"
After drinking another bottle of Maotai, the bottle was thrown aside. Lu Fan stood up staggeringly, holding a phone in his hand. The screen of the phone was lit up, showing a text message.
Recipient: Brother Lu
Text message content: Brother Lu, I like you so much, do you know...
This was a text message that was not sent successfully. When Zhao Yuelin's body was discovered, it was tightly held in his hand.
Lu Fan knew that the Chen family must have read this text message.
They deliberately sent the body and the phone to the door of the city bureau, just so that they could see Zhao Yuelin's body and the last text message that was not sent successfully.
They want to stimulate themselves.
They want to tell themselves that going against the Chen family will only lead to death.
They cannot kill themselves, but they can easily kill those around them.
Zhao Yuelin, this is just the beginning.
"Don't worry, I will not let go of anyone who harmed you. Chen Tianhao, Chen Jinsong, Dragon Temple, Angel Hall... I will kill them all with my own hands and bring their heads to you to pay homage to you.
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"You can go in peace."
Lu Fan's eyes were filled with coldness in the flames.
He took one last deep look at the photo of the girl on the tombstone, as if to remember her appearance in his heart, and then turned and left.
However, when he left the hillside of the cemetery and walked towards the gate, his footsteps suddenly stopped. He saw a group of figures walking in from the open gate of the cemetery. Outside the gate, car lights flashed and a row of people stopped.
Black car.
Seeing the group of black figures striding into the depths of the cemetery, Lu Fan disappeared in a flash, hiding in the darkness.
"Damn it, what kind of bullshit rules do you have to dig a grave to repay him? He has to come in the middle of the night, and he is the Duke of the holy temple. How can he be more feudal and superstitious than this old peasant in the countryside?"
The figure walking towards him gradually became clearer. When Lu Fan saw that face, a flash of light flashed in his eyes: Chen Jinsong!
And listening to his words, Lu Fan frowned. He knew that Chen Jinsong had been to the cemetery during the day, but he left and returned in the middle of the night, bringing so many people with him, just to dig graves?
Whose grave is being dug?
Is it from Zhao Yuelin?
Lu Fan had murderous intentions in his heart. He had been looking for an opportunity to catch Chen Jinsong and cut off his head, the culprit who killed Zhao Yuelin, in order to sacrifice Zhao Yuelin's spirit in heaven.
But when he saw the people following him, he was slightly startled.
He subconsciously raised his nose and sniffed, and his body that was about to take action calmed down, but his brows furrowed deeper.
