C454 The help of the gao family head

Fang Yang followed behind Wang Siming and once again arrived in front of Qiu Di's grave. Seeing a few offerings that Wang Siming had found from who knows where, he placed them in front of the tablet and lit three incense sticks.

Wang Siming bowed respectfully in front of Qiu Di's grave three times: "Qiu Di, although we are not fated to be old men in this life, we hope that we can be together in the next.

There was no way to avoid the matter between Sura and the child. If I disturb your rest, I'm willing to give it my all to comfort your soul in heaven! "

After saying that, Wang Siming kowtowed three more times. The wound on his forehead that had just been stopped by Gao Suyun once again bled. However, it seemed as if he did not notice at all. He picked up a shovel from the side and started digging one after the other.

Although it was a new grave, although for various reasons it was not buried very deeply. But Wang Siming did not have any cultivation, and did not have much physical effort, with only a few shovels, his forehead was covered in sweat, and his breathing became rapid.

Fang Yang stepped forward and said with good intentions: "Third Uncle, rest for a while, I'll dig for you."

Who would have thought that Wang Siming would decisively reject his offer. "No! I will not let anyone alarm Qiu Di! " With that, she took off her coat and continued digging.

According to Fang Yang's observation, Qiu Di's coffin was not very deep, it was only around one meter or so underground, which could be considered as shallow burial. Because the time was still short, the floating dirt had yet to be compacted, so it could be considered rather easy.

Even so, Wang Siming took nearly three hours to completely reveal it. When the last shovel was dug out, Wang Siming's hands were filled with blisters, and was close to collapse.

But after resting for a while, he personally opened Qiu Di's coffin. When the coffin lid opened, both Fang Yang and Wang Siming were stunned.

It had obviously been more than a year since Qiu Di passed away, but her corpse did not seem to have rotted at all! However, on her face and hands, dark marks could be clearly seen.

Wang Siming threw himself onto Qiu Di's corpse and cried in pain, "Qiu Di! Who was it!? Who did this to you? I must find him to take revenge for you! "

Fang Yang carefully examined the black imprint on Qiu Di's body. The remaining Qi on it was exactly the same as the Qi on the Ghostly Summoning Rune!

Seeing this, Fang Yang was completely certain that the person who had helped Gao Sulan resist the Fierce Demon in the dark back then was none other than Qiu Di!

It was just that she had just formed her Phantom Body and was not very strong. However, it had also successfully delayed them for some time, exhausting Li Gui's strength. Only then did Gao Sulan and her son manage to keep a chance of survival.

After figuring out the cause and effect, Fang Yang lightly patted Wang Siming's shoulder, "Third Uncle, please grieve. Now, I am sure that Miss Qiu Di is the person who secretly helped you.

Even though she has drifted away from you, she used another method to convey her love and longing for you. Find a auspicious day for the emperor and bury her well. "

Wang Siming threw himself onto Qiu Di's body and cried silently. Although Fang Yang felt uncomfortable in his heart, he couldn't say anything more. Shaking his head, he turned around and left quietly.

Just as he walked out of the back garden, he saw Qing Mei waiting for him. "Mr. Fang, the Patriarch invites you over.

Fang Yang said politely: "Then I'll have to trouble Miss Qing Mei to lead the way."

Because Gao Sulan and his son were safe, Gao Yuhua naturally would not stay here forever. As the head of the family, she still had many things to take care of.

Qingmei immediately brought Fang Yang to a study room in front of them, signaled Fang Yang to wait a moment, then lightly knocked on the door and respectfully reported: "Patriarch, Mr. Fang has arrived."

Gao Yuhua's voice came from inside the door: "Let him in."

"Yes," Qingmei pushed open the door and gestured an invitation to Fang Yang: "Mr. Fang, please come in."

"Thank you," Fang Yang thanked his as he walked into the study.

Gao Yuhua was still dressed in the same light muslin like before, and was normally looking at something at the desk. He slightly raised his hands: "Sit down first, three minutes is enough. There's tea and snacks on the tea table. If you're hungry, you can eat some first. "

"No need to rush. I have plenty of time anyway." Fang Yang smiled and sat down on the chair. He poured the tea into the cup, but didn't intend to drink it.

Very quickly, Gao Yuhua was done with the matters at hand. Only then did he put down the brush, and lean back on the chair, gently rubbing his own temples: "I have to say, your performance exceeded my expectations, and made me feel very troubled."

Fang Yang sat down with the teacup in his hand, and with an inexplicable smile on his face, he said, "What are you troubled about? are you making it difficult for you to let me stay in the Gao Family forever? "

Originally, it was only a sarcastic remark, but not once did Gao Yuhua seriously nod his head. "That's right, I had to seriously consider whether or not I should keep you here forever.

How old are you? Less than thirty, right? With his current strength, he could be considered a rare Feng Shui Master. As long as he didn't die prematurely, his future was limitless!

I believe you have guessed which side we belong to. Even though it might look like a big power might not have any Three Vein Clan or The Four Great Families, in truth, the only thing that we are truly looking down upon is Qingcheng Mountain!

And you just so happen to be a disciple of the Qingcheng Mountain. If there really is any conflict in the future, your existence will cause heavy losses to the Demon Spirit Clan! "

"But you think it's better to keep me, don't you? I would like to know your starting point. " Fang Yang understood, since Gao Yuhua had said those words to him, then he had no intention to take his life.

Gao Yuhua looked at Fang Yang quietly, which made him a little uncomfortable, and he started to drink again.

Just then, a sly look flashed across Gao Yuhua's eyes, and he suddenly said: "If I marry you, would you agree?"

"Pfft ~ ~" Fang Yang couldn't hold it in and spat out all the tea in his mouth. It was a good thing that he tilted his head a little, allowing Gao Yuhua and the documents on the desk to escape danger.

"Cough cough ~ ~" The violent cough almost made Fang Yang pass out from the pain. He finally felt better, and he looked at Gao Yuhua with a face full of shock:

"If you were to tell me that what you just said was a joke, then I would feel more real. The patriarch of the Gao Family, would actually set his eyes on a destitute little fellow like me? Who would believe it if it got out! "

Gao Yuhua slowly said: "The eldest son of the Fang family, with extraordinary talent, profound strength, and rare Feng Shui Master, not to mention his hundred billion worth of wealth.

If all of these identities were added together, there were still people who said that they were insignificant characters in dire straits. "Then, I would like to ask, what is considered a successful person?"

"Ugh …" Fang Yang was speechless, but he still had to clarify the matter: "That was just luck.

Besides, given the standing and talents of the clan head, there should be a lot of suitors, right? There are even more outstanding people than me, so you shouldn't use me as a joke. "

"I'm serious. I'm not joking." Gao Yuhua leaned forward slightly. "As for the reason, it's not convenient to tell you right now.

Of course, if you agree to my suggestion, then we are a family. I can tell you anything you want to know. "

"Stop, I don't want to do too much." Fang Yang was shocked: "Maybe you are facing some difficulties right now, but if you need my help, I will consider it. "But we should not talk about forced marriages anymore, right?"