Mo He was shocked, "Go to see my parents? Can you bring my parents back to life? Or do my parents still live in the world if they are not dead?"

Gu Beixian frowned slightly, "What do you think? Do you think Lu Ji and Ji Fu are playing house with children? More than 20 years ago, they caused several accidents in succession and killed so many people, but the police couldn't find out that this was a high IQ crime. You think he is ridiculous and vulnerable now because you have no skills and no one can defeat me. We are both literary and military, and we have strong forces, plus the lessons of Lao Gu and our family. The three are the same, and the consequences are unimaginable."

The eyes of the mohes drooped, and tears rolled down again.

When Gu Beixian saw him crying, he felt uncomfortable.

He raised his hand and wrapped it around Mo He's shoulder, hugged it gently, and whispered: "Brother is here, I will always be with you. As for parents, go find Lao Gu. Although he is not a kiss, he is at least alive."

Mo He didn't say anything, and his eyes were filled with sorrow under his long eyelashes.

Gu Beixian took him back to Kyoto by private plane.

More than an hour later.

Arrived in Kyoto.

The two went straight to Gu's group.

Gu Beixian led Mo He into Gu Aoting's office and said straight to the point: "Hehe is in a bad mood and misses his parents. Don't you like being a father the most? Now is the time for you to show off."

Upon hearing this, Gu Aoting looked at Mo He.

Seeing him standing behind the door, holding a photo tightly in his hand, lowering his eyebrows and eyes, and his face was painful.

I'm a pitiful one.

Since childhood, there has been no father or mother, and the whole family has been almost wiped out by Lu Ji.

If it weren't for being sent to the mountain by my grandmother, it would probably be the dead soul of Lu Ji.

Gu Aoting couldn't help feeling compassionate. He quickly put down the documents in his hand, stood up, walked to Mo He, stretched out his hand and said tentatively: "Hehe, I'll hold you, you can't hit me."

Mo He did not raise his eyelids and let out a low voice.

Gu Aoting approached him, took him into his arms with courage, and asked, "How do you feel?"

Mo He buried his head on his shoulder.

After a long time, he choked up and said, "I still miss my parents. You are not my parents, and no one can replace them."

Gu Aoting's eyes were wet. He turned his head and wiped the corners of his eyes and patted him on the back, "There's no way, Aoting's father has done his best. I am a human being, not Sun Wukong, I won't be able to change seventy-two times, and I can't transform into your real parents. I'm sorry."

He was really guilty.

Come out of Gu's Group.

Mo He was still in a sad and depressed mood.

After getting on the bus.

Gu Beixian said: "You are tired, please send you home first, and take you to your parents' cemetery to see them someday."

Mo He stroked his parents' photo with his fingers, "Go now."

Gu Beixian's tone was gentle, "Okay, listen to you."

He ordered the driver: "Go to Lu Chen and his wife's cemetery."

"Okay Mr. Gu."

The driver starts the car.

Mo He was puzzled, "Are we going to drive there? Shouldn't my parents' cemetery be in Island City? It takes several hours to drive to Island City? Why not take a plane?"

Gu Beixian said: "In Kyoto, your grandmother's house is Kyoto. Back then, she was afraid that your parents' bones would be dug out by Lu Ji, so she buried their ashes in the cemetery of her parents' home. It was a Feng Shui treasure land, which was both safe and blessed with descendants."

Mo He was slightly surprised and looked up at him, "Why do you know everything clearly?"

"I know you need it, I'll be out of your grandma's mouth two days ago."

Mo He was moved, "Brother Xian, you are so nice to me."

Gu Beixian underestimated, "Don't love me, there's no result."

The gratitude that had just come up with Mo He disappeared instantly.

On the way to the cemetery.

Gu Beixian personally brought Mohe to select flowers and bought wreaths, yellow paper, paper ingots, underworld coins and various tributes.

More than an hour later.

The car drove to a remote suburb.

The cemetery faces mountains and backs the water, the mist is misty, and the pine trees are evergreen.

It is indeed a Feng Shui treasure land.

Here are the ancestors of Mrs. He's parents' family.

Lu Chen and his wife were buried together in a tomb with their eldest son.

Mrs. He’s family’s surname is He.

At first glance, the tombstone was full of people with the surname He, but the tomb of Lu Chen's surname was Lu, which was very eye-catching.

The tombstone looks quite new.

Obviously, I didn’t dare to establish myself a few years ago, but I only found myself in the past one or two years.

When Mo He thought of his family being persecuted by Lu Ji like this, he wanted to take Lu Ji out of the police station and get rid of it!

He put flowers, circles and tributes in front of his parents' cemetery. The mori thrust, kneeled on his knees, staring at the photo of his parents' family of three on the tombstone with a sad look.

In the photo, the parents smiled and looked very happy.

The brother sat between the two, looking at the age of six or seven, cute and cute.

Tears blurred their eyes, and the black crane tears fell like rain.

Gu Beixian quickly took paper to help him wipe it.

Unfortunately, it won't be wiped dry no matter how hard it is.

The sun sets.

The cemetery gradually became cool.

When the wind blew, goose bumps on your body.

Mo He stared at the tombstone and said to Gu Beixian: "Brother Xian, you go back first, and I will spend more time with my parents and my brother."

Gu Beixian raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "It's okay, I've spent a lot of time on you, it's not too late."

Mo He was moved, "Brother Xian, I will protect you until you die."

Gu Beixian, “…”

Half a beat slowed down, he said, "I'm still young and don't like that word, thank you."

The driver lit the lighter and helped the mohese burn paper and gold ingots.

Half an hour later.

Mo He suddenly looked alert and turned around and looked into the distance.

Seeing two thin figures a hundred meters away, one old and one young, a woman.

The two approached quickly.

With the lights of the cemetery, Mo He saw that the old man was about fifty years old, with pale face, haggard eyebrows and eyes, and was carrying wine and tribute in his hand.

It was more than twenty o'clock, and I was holding two bouquets of flowers in my arms.

They swept Mo He, and without saying anything, they walked straight to a grave not far away.

The tombstone of the tomb was also newly established.

Mo He glanced at the tombstone and learned that the person buried in the cemetery was surnamed Si.

The young girl knelt on her knees in front of the cemetery, her eyes red, and she shouted hoarsely: "Dad, my mom and I are here to see you!"

A woman in her forties and fifties kept silent, putting her head on tribute and burning paper.

I looked back from time to time while burning, as if I was afraid of being followed.

After worshiping, the mother and daughter walked to Lu Chen and his wife's cemetery again.

The young woman put the flowers down, knelt down with a thud, looked at the photo on the tombstone, and shouted: "Uncle Lu, aunt, my mother and I are here to see you!"

After kowtowing three times, the young woman turned her head to look at Mo He and looked at him curiously, "Who are you Uncle Lu?"

Mo He said: "This is my parents' cemetery."

The young woman's eyes suddenly turned as big as a walnut, "How is it possible? Their only son is dead! The car accident in more than 20 years, plus my father's death in total."

Mo He got it.

This person is the daughter of the driver back then.

Also one of the victims.

And he was a victim who was implicated by the Lu family.
To be continued...