Chapter 562: Unlocking Lian Lian's Handwriting
After all, they didn't get the information they wanted from this coffin. For the sake of the little brother, they closed the lid of the coffin and returned the way they came. .
Of course, the fat man scooped up all the funerary objects.
Tsk, God knows who I will fight with at that time?
After that , several people opened several black wooden coffins in succession. Among them were men and women. Without exception, they were all bones missing their right palms.
During this period, Hu Ming did not need to explain too much. Wu Xie and others had already learned some things about the Zhang family's past.
At this time, the four of them came to the door of a rather special room.
Unlike the previous door, this door is wide open.
Whether it is the interior space, decoration, etc., it is much more "luxurious" than the other rooms.
Similarly, there is also a coffin placed in the center of the room.
It's just that this coffin is a little different. The dark unknown wooden coffin is carved with many golden patterns, which highlights the extraordinary identity of the owner in the coffin.
"Why, brother and the others have been here too?"
The fat man looked at it and asked curiously.
“You can tell without looking at the ground. There are no obvious footprints.”
Hu Ming shook his head, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he was the first to walk in.
In the room, the coffin of gold and black wood was covered with white dust that had accumulated for a long time.
The incense burner surrounding it is also full of dust.
Just look at the corrosion marks on the door frame and the inconspicuous prying marks on the coffin. These are traces left at least decades ago.
"Is this the last funeral event for the Zhang family?"
The fat man whispered in confusion.
"After you are on horseback for the funeral, you then open a wave of coffin boards for your ancestors? Your ancestors would have been so angry that they would have jumped out of the coffin and strangled you to death!"
"It can't be a funeral, this is Tomb robber!" Wu Xie rolled his eyes at the fat man and said with certainty.
“It’s really just a funeral, not a tomb robbery! However, the funeral targets decades ago were either the Zhang family’s funeral procession or the archaeological team that came here.”
< br>"They sent a corpse and buried it in the deepest part of the ancient Zhang family building. There was only one reason for opening this coffin. This is Zhang Qiling's coffin!"
Seeing this relatively noble coffin, Hu Ming already knew it in his heart.
"Wait a minute...it's not someone from the Zhang family who came to the ancient building of the Zhang family for the funeral, and...is this Menyouping's coffin?"
"What the hell? Menyouping can't be early. Is he dead? What is the stuffy oil bottle we know? The big rice dumpling crawling out of the coffin?"
Fat Man and Wu Xie were immediately shocked, their eyes widened, and they looked in front of them in disbelief. The coffin is as fearful as a snake or a scorpion.
"Zhang Qiling is a position and a title. Every patriarch of the Zhang family will inherit this special name when he takes over the position of patriarch."
"When the spirit rises, there is a way to remove the soul of the deceased. , the meaning of transporting coffins, the head of the Zhang family has the responsibility to welcome back the Zhang family members who died outside to their own clan"
This is what the silent Xiaohua explained softly, pointing to the small words on the coffin lid.
Most of the text above can no longer be read clearly, but the five large characters "selected as Zhang Qiling" can barely be seen clearly.
“As for the funeral procession that Uncle Ming said more than thirty years ago, they buried a corpse in the deepest part of the Zhang family’s ancient building.”
“But it’s a pity that Mantis Catcher Cicada, the oriole is behind you!"
"In the end, the body was dug out and finally hidden as a trump card for the last critical moment." At this point, Xiaohua said. A smile of ridicule and self-deprecation that was completely out of character.
“Who did it?”
Wu Xie and Fatty asked blankly.
They can probably guess the corpse.
There are some things that must never be spoken out. They can only be understood and cannot be expressed in words. To speak out would be a disaster.
"It was his father, Xie Lianlian, who did it."
Hu Ming grinned.
"Yes, it was my father who did it. Daring is no longer enough to describe what my father did back then. He simply dug a hole in the sky. For doing this, my father was almost the enemy of the whole world. "
"For so many years, my father has been secretly avoiding "him" and constantly fighting against him, until the best time comes when you go to the Mother Kingdom of the West. "
Xiaohua looked at Wu Xie who was shocked and inexplicable, smiled slightly, and revealed the secret of that year.
"Count the time, Uncle Ming. Isn't it almost time for the last person directly in charge of "his" person who can't take action from the hidden child sent by his father?"
As he said that, he ignored Wu Xie and Fatty. , Xiaohua said calmly
"Well, at least half a month, at most a month, everything will be settled, the last bloodline left by Zhang Dafo and Yin Xinyue"
" If Zhang Yueshan hadn't been unable to bear it and protected him secretly, the whole matter would have been over long ago after the Queen Mother Kingdom. "
"But I know what you mean. Even if this matter is over, there is no place to solve the problem. As long as he doesn't die, many people will not let him go. ”
"As you said, he poked a hole in the sky! No one can forgive him."
Hu Ming's face was unusually indifferent. The game at the top should have been completed a few months ago. Finish.
After all, Zhang Yueshan was loyal to Lord Zhang Dafo and could not bear to see this scene.
The last direct bloodline of Zhang Dafo and Yin Xinyue, and also one of the people directly involved in the whole thing. For the sake of Zhang Yueshan, Hu Ming, Wu Sansheng, and Jie Lianhuan all have to wait and see. Give him a break.
The most important thing is that birth, old age, illness and death are human nature. Life only lasts for 36,500 days. Without Qilin blood, he finally reached the end of his life.
If you think about it carefully, Zhang Yueshan is also an unlucky guy with a sensitive identity. He can't decide between Jiumen and Zhang Dafo Ye. He can only watch the gaffe development indifferently.
Although Zhang Dafo felt regretful in his later years, he asked Zhang Yueshan to take good care of Jiumen and atone for his sins.
But the bloodline left by Lord Zhang Dafo did not have this awareness.
Even until his death, he never gave up coercing Jiumen to seek the possible immortality of the Zhang Family Ancient Building.
The reason why there is no record of blood descendants of Lord Zhang Dafo in Jiumen is very simple...because the old Jiumen people hate him deeply.
"I know, whether it is to change another face and disappear, or to be secretly executed. In short, for the sake of future generations, the cause that the two generations of grandfather and father fought for has finally been successful."
" Father, he is finally free."
Xiaohua smiled slightly, and then sighed complicatedly.
This shocking game that lasted for nearly half a century is finally coming to an end.