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The Murong family is a powerful sect in the world, and has a decent relationship with the Shaolin Temple. As the abbot of the Shaolin Temple and the first disciple, Wang Yuan cannot just go and search the Murong world casually.

And what is Wang Yuan’s identity? The King of the Southern Court of Liao Kingdom!

Officials of the Liao Kingdom, people of the Sou Clan Dynasty, Master Niu has such great official authority.

Both emotionally and rationally, Wang Yuan was not suitable to appear in the Murong family with a player of Dongfang Weiming's status.

But now Dongfang Weiming said that Murong Bo was not dead yet, this nature immediately changed.

The Yanmen Pass Massacre was instigated by Murong Bo. The Liao instructors were "killed" by the Central Plains martial arts people led by the abbot of the Shaolin Temple. From a moral perspective, the Shaolin Temple was a victim of someone else's murder.

On the international scale, Liao officials died because of Murong Bo's instigation, and Liao was also a victim.

Taken together, Wang Yuan is a direct disciple of the abbot of Shaolin Temple and the King of the South Campus of Liao Kingdom. This is a double victim.

It was because of Murong Bo's death that the two parties did not continue to cause trouble for the Murong family. Now that he heard that Murong Bo was still alive, Wang Yuan would not let him go unpunished.

Wang Yuan felt confident when he went this time. If he didn't knock something out of the hands of the Murong family this time, Wang Yuan would feel sorry for his double victim status.

After all, what Dongfang Weiming said makes sense, the Murong family has a full set of seventy-two unique skills...

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The old friend left Huanglong Mansion in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.

After leaving Beijing, Wang Yuan and Dongfang Weiming traveled all the way to Suzhou.

The boat ride is really not an exaggeration at all. He first took the car and then the boat. The whole journey made Wang Yuan couldn't help but lament that it would be better to follow Feiyun and walk in the snow. A plane can go wherever he wants. Ding Laoxian can also do it. Draw a You can walk around in circles...

Wang Yuan had heard about Gusu City for a long time.

As the saying goes, there is Suzhou and Hangzhou below in heaven. You can imagine the beauty of the scenery in Gusu City, but strictly speaking, this is Wang Yuan's first time here.

Although I went to Wang's house last time, I took a boat from Wuxi and took the waterway there, and did not pass through Suzhou.

At this time, it was raining lightly in Gusu City. Players and NPCs coming and going were holding umbrellas or wearing bamboo hats and hurried past. They had swords on their waists and had a Jianghu atmosphere.

Various small alleys in the city outline a poetic ink painting in the mist and rain.

Accustomed to the majestic buildings in the north and the elegance of the cities in the south of the Yangtze River, a rough man like Wang Yuan couldn't help but want to recite poems and compose poems. However, it was true that Wang Yuan didn't study very hard. He kept babbling with his mouth open and didn't say anything for a long time. Come up with a reason.

This is the result of being uneducated.

"Brother Niu, what do you want to say?" Seeing that Wang Yuan's mouth was open for a long time without saying a word, Dongfang Weiming smiled and teased: "Are you going to say shit!"

"Shit! Are vulgar words something a monk should say?" Wang Yuan curled his lips and said, "We monks all say Amitabha!"

"Ha ha!"

Dongfang Weiming laughed and said, "Let's go shopping with me."

"Wandering? Why don't you just take a boat there?" Wang Yuan asked.

If you want to go shopping with this kind of beautiful scenery, you have to take a girl with you. How can you go shopping with a big man? Besides, Dongfang Weiming is still wearing an official uniform. If he doesn't know, he thinks he has been caught.

Dongfang Weiming said: "I have to buy something first."

"Oh? Do you still need to buy gifts when you come to visit?" Wang Yuan asked strangely.

I've never heard of it... I still need to buy gifts during a court search. How can I give face to the Murong family? Is it because they are not Chinese?

"We are going to investigate the Murong family, so we must be prepared! We can't get anything done just like this..." Dongfang Weiming smiled very obscenely.

Before Dongfang Weiming was an Ouchi spy, his jurisdiction was the Suzhou and Hangzhou area, and he was very familiar with the city of Suzhou.

Following Dongfang Weiming, the two walked through several narrow alleys and came to a gloomy grocery store.

"Isn't this a black shop?" Wang Yuan glanced at the grocery store and couldn't help but ask.

The location of this grocery store is very remote and difficult to find. It's just off the beaten track. The door is closed in broad daylight, so it obviously doesn't look like a serious store.

"almost!"

With that said, Dongfang Weiming raised his hand and knocked gently on the door of the grocery store a few times very rhythmically.

"Squeak..."

The grocery store opened in response, and an old man with a gloomy face walked out of it. The old man's eyes were white and lifeless, like a walking zombie, and even weirder than Duan Yanqing.

Wang Yuan saw the old man subconsciously channeling his internal energy in his palms.

"Brother Niu, don't be impulsive!" Upon seeing this, Dongfang Weiming quickly suppressed Wang Yuan's hand, then took out a token from his arms and waved it in front of the old man's eyes.

"Guan...Guan Ye..."

The old man was shocked when he saw the token and said quickly: "Why are you here? The shop is a serious business!"

"I bother!"

Wang Yuan almost laughed out loud. Is serious business closed in broad daylight? Then isn’t Mario a serious Taoist priest?

"snort!"

Dongfang Weiming's official tone is correct: "Do you think I don't know if you are serious about business? I am here to ask for your help this time!"

"Ah? What can the little old man do for you, Lord?" the old man said in panic.

"Take me to the store to pick something out!" Dongfang Weiming pointed to the store and followed the old man in.

Wang Yuan followed closely behind.

Good guy, the inside of this store is even more disturbing than the outside. It's as cold as an ice cellar. Both sides of the room are filled with tattered-looking things that are really weird in shape.

"Well……"

Seeing these things, Wang Yuan finally knew what this store was about.

This fucking guy sells antiques, and they buy them now and dig them up now.

Does Dongfang Weiming also want to buy antiques? It shouldn't be.

At this time, Dongfang Weiming also started his own purchasing.

Luoyang shovel, Bagua compass, torch...

"Hell, why did you buy these things?" Wang Yuan's scalp felt numb as he looked at the pile of things listed on the counter.

"Dig a grave!"

The unknown path of the East

"You're crazy! Stealing graves and digging graves is a serious crime!" Wang Yuandao said.

After all, he comes from a traditional family. Although Wang Yuan is a bit skinny, some old ideas are still engraved in his bones. For example, he is very resistant to tomb robbing.

"No way!" Dongfang Weiming said: "What I am going to investigate is the grave of that old man Murong Bo! To see if he is really still alive. After finding the evidence, we can report it to the emperor and continue investigating Murong Bo."

Having said this, Dongfang Weiming continued: "Don't talk about stealing graves and digging graves! I am a member of the government, is that called stealing? That is called archeology!"

"Why can you be so shameless!" Wang Yuan squinted at Dongfang Weiming.

"Well..." Dongfang Weiming said seriously: "This has to start with Niujia Village. I met a monk named Niu..."

"Okay, your story is nothing new, buy it quickly!" Wang Yuan interrupted directly.

After buying the props, Dongfang Weiming also bought two purple talisman papers. He accepted one and handed the other to Wang Yuan.

"Why did you buy this thing?"

"Warning off evil spirits... We are going to dig graves. What if we encounter a ghost?" Dongfang Weiming said with a smile.

"Nonsense!" Wang Yuan said: "You are not afraid of meeting ghosts, you are afraid of meeting people... If you dig up Murong Fu's father's grave, how can they spare you?"

"Can you shut up..." Dongfang Weiming glared at Wang Yuan.

This monk really refused to open or lift any pot, but Dongfang Weiming still accepted other people's opinions. He took out a rag and covered his face.

Then he asked Wang Yuan very thoughtfully: "Do you want it?"

"I don't need it!" Wang Yuan waved his hand and said, "I have the art of disguise... I can change whoever I want."

As he spoke, Wang Yuan took out a mask, wrote the words "Bao Bu BuTong" on the mask, and then fastened it on his face.

Then Wang Yuan's whole body twisted and turned into a tall, thin man in yellow, with a face that looked like he needed a beating.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

This was not the first time Dongfang Weiming had seen Wang Yuan's magic, and seeing him again now felt novel.

With such a shameless skill appearing in the hands of such a shameless person, it is strange that the world can be so peaceful.

After purchasing the tools for tomb robbing, Wang Yuan and Dongfang Weiming left the shop, went all the way to the dock, chartered a small boat, and went straight to Yanziwu Shenhe Village.

These two bad guys came to rob the tomb, so they did not dare to approach Yanziwu openly. They docked the boat in an extremely remote corner of Yanziwu before they dared to climb ashore.

After landing, Dongfang Weiming took out the Feng Shui compass, and after some fiddling with it, he confirmed the location of the Yanziwu Cemetery, and the two quietly reached the entrance of the cemetery.

Looking into the cemetery, oh! Both of them have big heads.

This cemetery is obviously the ancestral grave of the Murong Fu family.

Murong Fu's ancestor was an emperor, how could this population be so small? It has been passed down from generation to generation for so many years... until now, it is said that the family is in decline, but he is still a big landowner in Gusu City.

The housing prices in Suzhou are comparable to those in the four major capitals, but the Murong family has various villas near the water in Suzhou. Even domestic servants like Aju Abi have their own manor. With this power, his family's population One can imagine.

The number of graves in this cemetery is also self-evident.

Although there are tombstones on them, it still takes a long time to find Murong Bo's grave.

Sure enough, the big family is awesome.

…

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Just when Wang Yuan and the two were about to sneak into the cemetery to search, suddenly a rough and childish voice came from behind them.

"???"

Both Wang Yuan and Wang Yuan also felt guilty. When they heard the voice, they were all excited. They turned around quickly and saw a little girl staring at Wang Yuan with raised eyebrows.

The little girl was really ugly, with one eye big and the other small, her nostrils pointed upward and her mouth very big... Half of her teeth were missing. She was so cute and cute, especially her domineering expression that daunted Wang Yuan. Dazed for a moment.

"I'm calling you! Why are you ignoring me?"

Seeing Wang Yuan staring at him without speaking, the child came over and kicked Wang Yuan in the knee.

"Are you calling me daddy?"

Wang Yuan has a big head. When will he have a daughter?

"Nonsense! Then I call him daddy!" The little girl turned to Dongfang Weiming and shouted: "Dad..."

"Don't, don't, don't..."

Dongfang Weiming waved his hands repeatedly and said: "I'm not, he is... He is joking with you..."

With that said, Dongfang Weiming whispered to Wang Yuan: "If you are a different girl, you are not pretty... you can deal with it yourself."

"Forehead……"

Wang Yuan was speechless. Bao BuTong, a mean-mouthed bully, actually had a child.

"You're not pretty. Why are you here? Your Uncle Dongfang and I are playing. Go somewhere else!" Wang Yuan said in an elder's tone as he drove him away.

Since he is a father, he should be somewhat dignified.

"I dont go!"

But who knew that the child had different qualities from his father, so he said stiffly: "I want to play with you! Play with me quickly!!"

"What the hell..."

Wang Yuan grew up and never had a girlfriend. He suddenly had such a big child and couldn't handle it at all. Although this girl was not popular, he couldn't kill her with one slap.

It's so heartbreaking.

"What should I do?" Wang Yuan asked Dongfang Weiming.

"How the hell do I know, I've never taken care of a child!" Dongfang Weiming went crazy.

Bao Buliang grabbed Wang Yuan's clothes and refused to let go.

"Ha, single dog!" Wang Yuan mocked.

"Hey..." Dongfang Weiming wanted to cry but had no tears.

Wang Yuan then said: "If it doesn't work, just..." As he said that, Wang Yuan made a gesture on his neck with his hand.

"This is not good...she is still a child..." Dongfang Weiming shook his head and said: "You are such a beast!"

"Damn it, I'm talking about knocking him out!" Wang Yuan said angrily: "What are you thinking, is he a human..."

"You dare to hit me?"

Bao Buliang heard Wang Yuan's words from the side and shouted: "If you want to hit me, I will cry!"

"I……"

Wang Yuan's hands shook and he almost squeezed the naughty kid to death.

"Okay, okay, let me play with you!"

Wang Yuan had no choice but to compromise.

"Okay, what should we play?" Bao Buliang asked happily.

"What are you playing for?" Wang Yuan thought for a while and said with a smile, "How about looking for something?"

"Oh? What are you looking for?"

"Mr. Murong's grave... let's see who finds it first..." Wang Yuan smiled evilly.

"What's the point! Don't play!" Bao Buliang pouted and said, "Let's play hide and seek. I'll hide and you can catch..."

"Haha!" Wang Yuan chuckled and said, "It seems you can't find it! Since you can't find it, just forget it!"

"Who said you can't find it!" Bao Buliang said angrily: "When you come here every year, I will follow you... isn't it the one over there?"

As he spoke, Bao Buliang pointed to a giant tomb in the north.

"Thank you so much, little girl! I'll be your father next time..." Wang Yuan smiled slightly, flicked his finger, and flicked it lightly on Bao Buliang's forehead.

Bao Buliang's eyes darkened and he fainted.

Dongfang Weiming said disdainfully: "How shameless, you even lied to a little girl!"

"Fuck you uncle, I'm here to help you, and you're making sarcastic remarks!" Wang Yuan responded with contempt.

The two of them looked at each other with sarcastic words and came to Murong Bo's grave.

I saw Murong Bo's name engraved on the tombstone in front of the grave.

The tombstone is very clean, someone must come to clean it frequently.

Wang Yuan and Dongfang Weiming walked around the tomb, randomly found a location that looked more pleasing to the eye, picked up the Luoyang shovel and started digging.

Although the two of them are not professional tomb robbers, they are very powerful in the martial arts world.

Especially Wang Yuan, there is no upper limit to the brute force of his body. The Luoyang shovel was like an excavator in Wang Yuan's hands. Within a moment, a large hole with a diameter of one meter was dug out of the tomb.

The two jumped in one after another.

The tomb was pitch black, and with the light of the torches and the light of the fire, the two men could clearly see the entire tomb.

This tomb is quite large, and the only things buried around it are some books and the like, not precious things. What’s even more strange is that there is a small table in the corner of the tomb with an open book on it. It seems that someone is there. I have read a book here.

If this were in other places, it would definitely be a common thing, but in this tomb, everything seemed strange.

Reading in a tomb is a very unique hobby.

In the center of the tomb is a huge coffin, which looks a bit scary in this dark tomb.

"Here, help me open it!" Dongfang Weiming stepped forward, took out his weapon and knocked on the coffin, and called Wang Yuan for help.

Wang Yuan was still quite resistant to this kind of thing, so he reluctantly walked over and said, "Do you really want to open the coffin and see the body?"

"No!" Dongfang Weiming said seriously: "How can we be sure that Murong Bo is dead without seeing the body?"

"What if there is a corpse? Didn't the two of us commit a disgusting act!" Wang Yuan curled his lips. Stealing a grave and digging up a grave was already a capital crime. The crime of opening a coffin and seeing a corpse should be increased.

"Don't worry!" Dongfang Weiming said: "I have read the original work, and I bet there is no body in the coffin!"

"What if there is?"

"Pay you the money!"

"Let's do it this way!" Wang Yuan decided.

"wipe!"

…

After saying that, Wang Yuan stamped his palm on the coffin.

"Wow!"

The coffin shattered, revealing the dark coffin inside.

Wang Chongyang’s coffin board has been seen by Wang Yuan, including Murong Bo...

"Hey, this coffin is still made of lacquer..." Wang Yuan sighed with emotion, raised his palm, and slapped the coffin board away.

As the coffin lid flew away, the contents of the coffin appeared in front of Wang Yuan and the others.

There were only a few worn-out relics in the coffin, but no bones.

Murong Bo’s tomb is also an empty tomb.

It seems that as Dongfang Weiming said, Murong Bo did not die at that time, but he was afraid that Daliao and Shaolin Temple would pursue the matter, so he faked his death and escaped.

"Well, let me tell you!" Dongfang Weiming pointed to the empty coffin and said to Wang Yuan: "Murong Bo, the old man, is not dead, right? It seems that the Murong family really has the ambition to plot a rebellion."

"hey-hey!"

Wang Yuan saw this scene and was very satisfied and said: "Originally, I was afraid that I would have no reason to go to Murong Fu to claim compensation. Now that Murong Bo is not dead... everything is easier to talk about."

Having said this, Wang Yuan casually took out Murong Bo's burial clothes from the coffin and said, "This is the evidence!"

"Hey, hey! The two thieves really have no good intentions!"

However, just when the two were proud, a deep laughter suddenly came from a dark corner, and Wang Yuan always felt that he had heard this voice somewhere.

"who?!!"

Hearing this voice, the two of them quickly followed the sound and saw a person sitting directly at the small table.

The man was dressed in black, with his face covered like Dongfang Weiming, and his hair was pale. He was staring at Wang Yuan and the others with disdain and said: "It's a pity, you can't take this evidence away, your life will have to hang here. "