"Forget it!" Wei Wuying frowned and waved his hand, looking at her expression, obviously she was still a little angry.

"Old man, have you misunderstood?" I finally sorted out some ideas and asked him.

"What is the misunderstanding? What can I misunderstand?" Wei Wuying glared and sighed: "Oh, you can't blame you for some things. I told Shijie's mother that after I left, I would let the two of them hide their names and move to other places to avoid disaster."

"Who is Shijie?" I finally found out that Wei Wuying didn't seem to have a problem with her brain, but she regarded me as the person he thought. Moreover, this old man was a bit old-fashioned and spoke with an elder's airs from the beginning.

"Shijie... and your father, didn't tell you about our family?" Wei Wuying once again answered the question that was irrelevant.

At this time, Gao Zhan suddenly came to my ear and whispered: "When he said this, I remembered that there was a man named Shijie."

"Who?" After hearing him say this, I actually felt like I had a little impression of this name.

"Bobotou, also known as Wei Wei's grandfather, is called Wei Shijie."

"Ah!" I couldn't help but exhale.

No wonder, Gao Zhan showed me the family information of Bobotou a few days ago. I didn’t look carefully at it at that time, but I vaguely remember that there were two words “Shijie” in the relative column, with the words “deceased” marked behind it.

Wei Shijie...bobo head...wei Wuying...words

I seem to find out what the crux is.

Bob head!

Where is her person?

It seems that I don’t know when it started, but I haven’t heard Bob head speak anymore.

"Wei Wei?"

I yelled in a low voice, but I received no response.

"What are you muttering? You have to say something behind my back?" Wei Wuying said impatiently.

"Old man...sen..."

Because of Liu Yuan's appearance, it's really awkward to call him the old man. Since he is both an outsider, I simply changed my words to be a senior.

"You must have misunderstood. I know you are looking for your descendants, but I am not..."

I want to say that Bobou is his descendant and he is dead, but before he finished speaking, Wei Wuying frowned and pointed at me with one hand: "Take out the thing!"

I was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously touched my pocket. There was nothing else except cigarettes and lighters.

"Inside! In the mezzanine of the clothes!" Wei Wuying raised his voice and said.

"How did you know that there are hidden bags in my clothes?" I was really surprised. Red Handkerchief was proficient in illusion, but he would not have a perspective eye?

I pulled open the lock, reached into my pocket, and felt something, and I was stunned.

The thing was taken out, but it was the red handkerchief left by the bob.

Wei Wuying nodded and glared at me angrily, "The tokens passed down from our family are here, are you not a big deal?"

Family handed over token...

I finally knew where the misunderstanding was. Just as I was about to explain, Wei Wuying suddenly stretched out his hand, put it on my shoulder, pinched it hard, nodded and said:

"Good boy, he has a solid body and a big skeleton. Like me, he is a material for learning craftsmanship."

"senior……"

"Senior...what is senior? Call me great-grandfather!"

"I……"

"Forget it, let's talk about anything else later. Now you can listen to me."

Wei Wuying didn't give me a chance to speak at all, but looked at me solemnly and said, "You and I don't have much time left. I have something I want to tell you. You must remember it and do it for me."

I was a little angry when I was so strong that I was suppressed by him so strong that I simply didn't say anything and just waited for him to continue talking.

Wei Wuying's face suddenly showed a sad look, and his hand that had been on my shoulder was pinching hard twice, "Child, I have a lot to say to you, but now is not the time. Just remember that your surname was Wei, a descendant of my Wei family, and a descendant of the red handkerchief lineage in the outer eight industries. Now, I want you to do something, and you finish this matter, and we both talk hard again, and then I will be able to set off with peace of mind."

"Just say anything." I discovered it. Aside from the unpredictable methods of ghosts and gods, Wei Wuying simply concentrated all the old man and his old and stinky bad habits.

"Help me find the bones." Wei Wuying's voice became even more hoarse unconsciously. "Child, great-grandfather, I have been dead for many years. After I die, I have become a ghost and have been manipulated by enemies. Over the years... I have done many things to do as a tiger."

Looking for bones?

My thoughts were instantly focused on this sentence.

When I dreamed that when I was dismembered, I saw the head that was also broken down, and I once said that he was looking for bones.

Isn't that dream so accidental?

Looking for bones? What bones are he looking for?

Wei Wuying took a deep breath before continuing: "I have lived in numbness over the years, and my life is worse than death. God is pitiful, and finally I found an opportunity to escape from that ghost place. Alas, it is said that dust returns to dust and soil. Since I have become a ghost, I should go to the place where I should go. But after I was killed by my enemies, I was incomplete and could not go to the samsara of reincarnation."

"What you want me to find for you... is your corpse?"

Wei Wuying nodded and smiled bitterly: "To be precise, it's looking for the remains of your ancestors."

I almost squirted the bones of my ancestors on his face...

Is there anyone more depressed than me?

But now I have given up the idea of ​​explaining to him for a while. One is that this old ghost is really not likable; the other is that I have always been curious about him. After hearing what he said just now, his curiosity has reached its limit.

He said he was killed by his enemies, and I have regarded this as "witnessed with my own eyes". He should have been dismembered.

But who is the murderer who killed him? What kind of hatred does he have to use such a vicious means to kill him?

It’s okay to kill someone and kill someone, why don’t you let him go after he dies?

In addition to these questions, I thought of a key question.

Wei Wuying said that he escaped from that "ghost place".

‘Ghost Place’… When I heard him say this, two words suddenly popped up in my mind - Ghost Mountain!

I asked, "Where is your corpse?"

I vaguely realized that what he said, "I don't have much time" is definitely true. Even if he has no malicious intentions towards me, it is not a good thing to stay in the "illusion" that he has no understanding of at all.

Then, through this night's experience, I realized more and more that Wei Wuying was terrifying. Ignore everything else. If I let him continue to stay in the world of the sun, I might have some more trouble.

Even if he was found by Zhao Qi and Hao Xiangrou, the consequences were even more unpredictable.

Wei Wuying smiled bitterly and said, "Silly child, if I know where the corpse is, would I still have to ask you to find it?"

My head is bigger and I was about to say that you don’t know where you are, how can I find it? Wei Wuying’s eyes rolled, glanced at Guo Sen and Gao Zhan, turned to look at me and said:

"You two friends should be like you, and they are also working in the public sector, right?"

I nodded, and I had to admire the old man's eyesight.

Wei Wuying suddenly slapped her hands, "Okay, this is easy to deal with. Child, although I don't know where my bones are, I can send you to the place where I was killed. Then you and your friends follow the clues and you will definitely find my bones."

"How to go?" Jinghai suddenly interrupted.

I looked at him and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

This old monk has always been the word "profit" and cannot get up early without profit. When did he become so enthusiastic?
Chapter completed!