Chapter 846 The sixth master learned of Jiang Li's death: I don't believe it
Chapter 846 Master Liu learned about Jiang Li’s death: I don’t believe it
After hypnotizing Lin Qingyu, Lu Yan returned to the old house as usual.
He teased the two babies and picked up the second one on a whim. As a result, the second one immediately peed and wet his shirt.
Lu Yan suddenly lost interest and threw the child to the nanny.
As soon as he turned around, he saw his third uncle returning to his old house.
Lu Yan blocked Third Uncle's way: "Let's mourn. Let the deceased rest in peace."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Xun punched him directly.
With a bang, he hit Lu Yan on the heart.
He had been holding back his anger and had nowhere to vent it. Now that he caught someone, he wished he could kill him.
Lu Xun used both fists and kicks, punches and kicks that penetrated the bones, making Lu Yan doubt his life.
"What's the point of mourning? Ayu is not dead!"
"Ayu must still be alive!"
"No one is allowed to mourn!"
Lu Xun's eyes turned red from the beating, and Lu Yan was so angry that he bit his hand until he let go.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled sarcastically.
"Lu Xun, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending to be!
It was you who killed Ayu!
It’s you! You want your merits, you want your name as a great hero.
You got it, why are you taking it out on me?"
Lu Yan took off his deformed glasses and spat out blood: "Third uncle, I curse you. I curse you to live a long life, to live in torment every minute and every second, to live in regret and pain.
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When the children grow up, I will tell them that your achievements and your title as the Third Master of Jiangcheng were earned by sacrificing their mother hahahaha..."
Lu Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and returned to the room with a sneer.
When he left, Lu Xun's face instantly darkened, and he turned to give instructions to Zhou Nan beside him.
"Find someone to keep an eye on Lu Yan secretly. If Lu Yan really cooperates with Black Eagle Hall, and if A Yu is really not dead, then the most likely thing is that he will be taken away by Lu Yan. The whole city will block entry and exit, and secretly follow Lu Yan."
Zhou Nan thought it was impossible, but still responded: "Okay."
In the days that followed, Lu Yan did not leave. He ate, drank, and recuperated when he needed to.
It wasn't until two months later that I said goodbye to my father, saying that I was going to continue doing archaeology.
Lu Xun's people followed him and found that he was indeed going for archeology, and there was nothing unusual about it.
After Lu Xun removed the people who were following him, Lu Yan secretly returned to Jiangcheng and took away the unconscious Lin Qingyu by transporting cultural relics.
In the third month of Lu Xun's insistence, one day on the road, he suddenly became so angry that he vomited blood and passed out on the road.
That day was when his mental and physical strength reached the extreme.
That moment was also the moment when he was willing to accept the fact that Lin Qingyu was not here.
Coincidentally, Mr. Liu also finished his business in Kyoto and returned to Jiangcheng that day.
He returned to the villa and looked around for Jiang Li.
"Jiangli——Jiangli——"
He called for a long time, but no one answered him.
The servants in and around the villa lowered their heads and remained silent, and the atmosphere was somewhat depressing.
Xiao Wu wore white clothes, bit his lip, walked out with the urn in his arms, placed it gently on the table, and then knelt down.
"Sixth Master, please hit me."
Yuan Shen suddenly felt cold all over his body and limbs.
He had a vague premonition in his heart, but he still managed to smile and asked, "Why should I hit you?"
"Jiang Li...Mrs....is gone."
"Gone? How could a good person be gone?" Yuan Shen still had a slight smile on his lips.
Xiao Wu swallowed, slapped himself several times, and did not dare to raise his head.
"My wife's illness progressed very quickly and she disappeared five months ago. But at that time, I was afraid that you would be worried and that it would affect your work in Kyoto, so I didn't tell you..."
Yuan Shen sat firmly on the sofa and said calmly: "I don't believe it."
Finally, Xiao Wu took out the medical records, death report, and cremation order.
It was just a few pieces of paper. Yuan Shen held it in his hand and read it for several hours.
He maintained the same posture and his expression did not change.
The entire living room was eerily quiet, and no one dared to make a sound.
After sitting there until late at night, the man slowly stood up, picked up the urn on the table, and said hoarsely.
"It's all gone. It's nothing. It's just that a person who betrayed me died. It's not important..."
After saying that, Yuan Shen carried the urn back to his room.