Jingpingshan cemetery is on the edge of the city, but it is not short distance from Chen Hao's residence.

But there is only such a cemetery in Jiangcheng, and there is no way to get there.

Chen Hao sat in the car and didn't want to see the scene outside the car. When the car left his community, he said to Dai Jiao, "Captain Dai, in addition to troubling you to take me to the cemetery today, there is another thing I want to ask you for help."

Dai Jiao nodded without hesitation and said, "master Chen, please say that Dai Jiao has limited ability, but no matter what, it's all a matter of master Chen's words."

Chen Hao nodded and said, "my mother died in a car accident a few years ago. I want you to help me investigate and show me the records at that time."

"... I see! When I go back today, I will go to investigate the matter you mentioned by myself. "

As soon as Dai Jiao heard that it had something to do with Chen Hao's mother's death, he immediately looked a little more serious, and his heart was also a little bit curious.

He doesn't have no brain. He understands that since Chen Hao mentioned this kind of thing, there must be some twists and turns in it. However, no matter what the specific thing is, it's not what he should ask. He just needs to find a way to help the other party.

Chen Hao saw Dai Jiao agreed to come down, but also slightly relieved, deeply leaning on the back of the co pilot's chair.

He has done all that he can, and the rest can only be found when he goes to the cemetery.

……

Wei family, ancestral home, in a quiet room.

Wei Dongfang hung up the phone in front of a mirror and looked at himself in the mirror.

It was a young man with a big back, a high nose, a sword eyebrow, and a handsome hair. He was wearing a grey cotton robe, which was a bit like a teacher in the Republic of China.

"Whose phone is it?"

A hoarse voice suddenly appeared in a shadow corner of the room, unable to recognize men and women.

Wei Dongfang continued to look in the mirror without looking back and said, "it's Wei Jiahui's phone. Something happened to him. Su Qingge's mother and daughter didn't catch him. It's said that a martial artist in Shenjing has made a difference."

"The warrior of Shenjing! You heard me right? "

The hoarse voice is obviously one tone higher.

Wei Dongfang turned his head indifferently, went to a desk in the room and stood firm. Looking at the brush, ink, paper and inkstone set on it, he raised his hand and picked up a brush. Then he threw it on his back and said to the empty space, "the story of the warrior in Shenjing can't be confirmed, but according to Wei Jiahui, the young man who is said to be a warrior in Shenjing is only about 20 years old, She is very concerned about Su Qingge's mother and daughter. "

"Then what are you going to do next? That little girl is an inaccessible part of our event!"

The hoarse voice sounded again.

Wei Dongfang shook his head gently: "don't worry. I've ordered Wei Jiahui to challenge Tianyi's ruling with that warrior. Then I'll go to Jiangcheng to solve the problem myself. You'll come with me, too. I'm sure you don't want to delay young adults' work."

"Hum, don't bother me!"

The hoarse voice murmured discontentedly, and then the room was silent again, leaving Wei Dongfang to go back to the mirror again and stare at himself in the mirror strangely.

……

There are not many people going to the cemetery today.

Dai Jiao drove the car directly into the high place of the cemetery, then put Chen Hao down somewhere and sat in the car waiting.

Chen Hao got out of the car and walked to the best scenic area on the mountain. There are several elegant cemeteries. Zuo Qingyun's cemetery is just over there.

be laid to rest!

When Chen Hao received the notice of his mother's death, he learned that there had been cremation. He had no way to receive the ashes. At that time, he had only one way to deal with it,

So after that, he insisted on spending all of his family's savings before the collapse to help his mother's ashes get a good place in Jingpingshan.

Since then, Chen Hao has only come here every year during the Qingming Festival.

Because every time he thought of his dead mother, he would be in agony.

However, just two days ago, after he suddenly got rich, he had the idea of changing his mother's graveyard to a better place in his mind. But now, we have to wait and see.

Chen Hao quickly went to the familiar tombstone and looked at the intact picture of his mother on the tombstone. His face suddenly became a little complicated.

"Mom, I hope you are not in it. We have a chance to see you again..."

Chen Hao murmured softly, then slowly squatted down to take a picture. Facing his mother's tombstone, he opened his eyes and focused on the place where the ashes were buried.

Layers of land and coffins could not hinder his spiritual power exploration, and immediately a red cloth wrapped urn appeared in his divine consciousness.

"I'm sorry, mom!"

Chen Hao raised his finger, and Lingli immediately broke an incision on his finger, dripping a drop of blood.

Tick.

The blood was wrapped in the spirit power, and immediately immersed after dropping on the ground, and then kept the blood from being infected, and quickly fell on the urn.

As soon as Chen Hao's eyelids drooped, he sensed the drop of blood on the urn with aura. With slight force, the drop of blood penetrated the urn and fell into a piece of ashes inside.

"Hemolysis!"

Chen Hao recited a simple magic that he found in his mind. This kind of magic is specially created for blood test. Its only use is to find out whether blood and bone are connected. It's a magic that can hardly be used at ordinary times, so he didn't take it seriously before.

Now this spell has played a key role.

Shua!

The blood infiltrates the ashes, and then instantly infects the nearby ashes under the infusion of spiritual power, and then immediately cooperates with the ashes to produce changes under the operation of the spell, just like a small flashing lantern, constantly looking for the extremely subtle similarities between the two.

Huh?

Chen Hao's face suddenly stagnated.

Because the ashes absorbed by his blood were suddenly stained with a layer of blood red color, and the drops of his blood were perfectly fused together, so close that he could not see any gap with the magic eye.

This shows that the ashes and his blood came from the same source.

"So this is my mother's ashes..."

Chen Hao suddenly felt as if he had been blocked up by something.

After all, nothing is more painful than when you have endless expectations and are hit hard by reality.

Blood and ashes are as like as two peas!

Chen Hao sits in front of Zuo Qingyun's grave, and his mind is blank.

It took a long time for Chen Hao to breathe.

"Forget it, maybe the hand string of my father is just a coincidence. My doubts are just some unrealistic hopes."

The landlord stood up silently and was disappointed to leave.

That's when it turns out.

Chen haomeng sensed that there was a cold spirit power behind him suddenly exploding underground. Zuo Qingyun's tombstone was suddenly lifted by an explosion, and then a dark shadow flew out of the cemetery.

Hiss!

Chen Hao suddenly turned his head and immediately found that the black shadow was a blood red snake that was nearly three meters long!