Super Crazy Son-in-Law

"It has been put into the ancestral hall coffin tomb. When you come back and find a good time, you will be buried!"

Nangong Jin doesn't care about anything else. Now she just wants to see grandpa for the last time.

"Take me!" Nangong Jin shouted in a deep voice.

Diwei quickly turned around and shouted to his men, "come on! Take the saint to the ancestral hall!"

"Yes!"

A group of people came to the hall, all of them silver soldiers.

One of them is a powerful master.

These people are Dewey's confidants and loyal to him.

It is also the guard specially selected by Di Wei to follow Nangong brocade.

"You can't leave the saint half a step after serving the saint. If the saint has any damage, you must pay with your life!"

"Yes!"

The complexion of Nangong brocade changed.

Dewey is going to put her under house arrest

"Well, saint, these people will be your personal guards in the future. You can command them to do anything. Moreover, they are also your bodyguards, responsible for your life safety!" Dewey said faintly.

"Thank you, Mr. di." Nangong Jin was calm. She knew that she could only act according to di Wei's arrangement, and could not show any different color.

"I should do everything," said Di Wei with a smile. "Now please move the saint to the ancestral hall and see the old master for the last time."

The ancestral hall is in the center of Qiankun city. It is heavily guarded and heavily guarded.

Diwei takes Nangong brocade into the ancestral hall and goes directly to the place where the coffin is placed in the backyard.

A huge brown red coffin was placed in the center of the backyard. A plaque made of metal was horizontal on one side, on which was written: the coffin of the old courtyard master.

"Grandpa..." Nangong Jin's voice trembled and shook step by step to the coffin grave.

The coffin was not covered, and the old courtyard owner's "peaceful" face appeared in front of Nangong Jin, which made her heart tremble.

The old hospital owner in Chinese clothes seemed to have fallen asleep, but his left hand was strange. He kept his thumb tightly in front of his chest.

Nangong Jin cried bitterly, and tears fell down like broken beads.

"Grandpa! I'm late..."

Lying beside the coffin crying for a long time, no one noticed that Nangong Jin quietly extended his hand in and pulled down the silver trigger on the old courtyard master's thumb.

After quickly hiding in the sleeve of his clothes, Nangong Jin wiped away his tears and slowly retreated. He said in a cold voice, "I didn't expect Lin Xiao to do such a thing. He killed Liuyun sacrifice and killed Grandpa. Such a great crime can't be forgiven!"

"Good!" Di Wei's eyes brightened. "I really didn't expect that the holy son-in-law would do such a thing. Now the life and death of Liuyun elder is uncertain, and so many people have died in the law enforcement team. It's not only a loss of face in the heaven and earth court, but also a shame."

"I ordered people to be wanted in the whole city. I should find the whereabouts of the holy son-in-law soon. How to get rid of him at that time, but it's up to the holy daughter."

"Good!" Nangong brocade's eyes were cold. "Send more people to catch Lin Xiao anyway. I want to interrogate him personally and give an account to the heaven and earth court."

"Yes!" Although Dewey lowered his head, there was a glimmer of disdain in his eyes.

Sure enough, she is a woman with long hair and short insight. When you become Minghui's woman, you will know who the master of heaven and earth court is.

"Well, you've grown old. By the way," Nangong Jin suddenly showed a sad expression, "I want to go to Grandpa's yard. I want to see Grandpa's things before he died."

Dewey said carelessly, "OK, I'll send someone to send the saint right away."

"However, the city is not peaceful recently. I'm afraid those close friends of Zhan Qingyi will make trouble. For the safety of the saint, let them follow you." Diwei looked back at the great master, "zonglan, you follow the saint and be sure to protect her."

"Yes!" Zonglan is actually a lady.

However, zonglan dressed simply and cut her short hair. She looked no different from middle-aged men.

Nangong brocade didn't care either. He looked like he didn't know Di Wei's intention, and said gratefully, "elder Di thought so thoughtful."

"It's my duty to think of the saint!" Dewey smiled.

"Well, let's go!" Nangong Jin nodded silently and went out first.

Dewey winked at zonglan.

Zonglan took ten guards and walked out quickly.

A luxury carriage has been prepared outside. Zonglan personally sent Nangong Jin to the car, and then signaled the escort to lead the team to leave.

"Go!"

The team moved quickly and came to the small courtyard where the old courtyard owner lived an hour later.

Martial law has been enforced around, and dozens of law enforcement members are hidden in the dark. However, after seeing zonglan leading the team, they consciously hide.

"Zong LAN, you just watch outside. I want to be alone!" Nangong Jin stood in front of the gate and sighed.

Zong Lan thought, the yard was not big, and there were hidden guards around. He couldn't escape if he wanted to escape, so he didn't care. He said in a deep voice, "please help yourself, saint!"

"Yes!" Nangong brocade takes a lotus step, walks into the yard and closes the gate.

At the moment the door closed, Nangong Jinqiang's self strained expression immediately collapsed, squatted on the ground and sobbed silently, his shoulders moved and endured grief.

After five or six minutes, Nangong Jin recovered, quickly wiped away his tears and strode towards the hospital.

In her hand, she clenched the silver wrench of the old hospital owner.

The silver trigger is the key to the secret room.

"Grandpa once said that there is a secret room in the study. The key will be taken with you. Maybe it will be used when. I didn't expect it to become a prophecy..."

Nangong Jin came to the study and looked for it carefully while recalling grandpa's words.

The secret room can escape outside the courtyard, which is the means for the old courtyard master to protect his life.

He may have realized that there would be turbulence in the heaven and earth courtyard for a long time. He made preparations in advance and could help Nangong brocade today.

"Saint! Are you ready?"

Ten minutes later, Nangong brocade was still looking for it when he heard zonglan's voice outside the door.

She tried to keep calm and said in a flat voice, "wait for me a few more minutes. I want to stay in Grandpa's study for a while!"

"OK! Saint, hurry up as soon as possible. I'm afraid the gang members in Qingyi will come out and make trouble!"

After Zhan Qingyi fled, his loyal followers and several great masters in his bosom also disappeared. Diwei was worried that they would come out and make trouble.

If these people target the saint, there may be unnecessary trouble.

Zong Lan was ordered to be careful.

"Give me five more minutes!" Nangong Jin said.

The bookcase and wall have been searched. There is no trace of the secret door. Nangong brocade is a little worried.

"Where the hell is it?" Nangong Jin held the key, his palms were sweating, and his eyes were like a scanner, desperately looking for any possible trace of pearls in the room.

Just then, Nangong Jin's eyes fell on a pair of tiled calligraphy and paintings on the desk.

Under normal circumstances, calligraphy and paintings are stored in scrolls, but if you remember correctly, this picture was laid on the desktop last time.

Perhaps the only oddity in the room is the spread of calligraphy and painting.