Great Medicine Without Borders

Pu Jian said: "You mean, Sun Changli went to pick up his father's ashes?"

Xu Chunliang said: "You must never overestimate the lower limit of a gambler."

Huang Wanglin frowned: "I was there when Sun Laowen was buried. He was buried in the suburbs, not in a cemetery."

Xu Chunliang suggested: "How about we just go there."

The reason that drove Xu Chunliang to go find out was that Sun Changli revealed that his father, Sun Laowang, and Xue Renzhong had been in contact back then. They were both in the same industry. Although the north and the south were different, it was normal for them to have contact, but Xie Boxiang specifically inquired about this. Things were a little unusual, especially after Xu Chunliang talked to Xie Boxiang about the cold jade coffin.

Xu Chunliang highly suspected that Sun Laowen was the one who stole the cold jade coffin with Xue Renzhong.

Sun Laowen's current cemetery was bought by himself during his lifetime. Cemeteries like this in suburban areas were still very cheap back then, and a piece of forest land could be purchased for a few thousand yuan.

Huang Wanglin attended Sun Laowen's funeral that year. He had a relative buried here, so he remembered it very clearly. The three of them drove to the foot of the mountain and walked along the mountain road. Not long after walking, they heard screams. This sound It was clearly Sun Changli.

Xu Chunliang asked Pu Jian to accompany Huang Wanglin and walked slowly over, while he walked forward quickly.

There are several tombs in the cypress forest. Sun Changli was lying in front of one of the tombs. Four big men were beating and kicking him around him. Sun Changli curled up, hugged a porcelain jar with both hands, and wailed: "This is me. Dad’s grave, you hit the wrong person.”

The strong man in the lead gave Sun Changli a hard kick: "You are the one I'm going to beat, you bastard. You actually dare to rob the tomb. Give me your stuff."

Sun Changli shouted: "My father is buried here, it's none of your business."

One person said: "We are the cemetery administrators, please hand over the ashes quickly." He reached out to grab the ashes as he spoke.

Although Sun Changli is a gambler, he has been in society for so long and has an extremely flexible mind. He has long seen that the real purpose of several people is to snatch the urn in his hand, and he wailed: "Help! Come quickly, help!"

The strong man at the head of the group kicked him in the face, causing Sun Changli's nose to bleed. He threatened: "Shut your stinky mouth and hand over your ashes quickly, or I'll beat you to the point where your parents won't recognize you."

Sun Changli hugged the porcelain jar tightly: "Kill me if you have the guts, otherwise don't even think about it!"

Several people gathered around him, pulling his arms and legs, trying to snatch the urn away.

Xu Chunliang arrived at this time and patted the strong man on the shoulder. As soon as the strong man turned around, a fist the size of a vinegar bowl hit him firmly in the face.

The four big men under the banner of cemetery administrators did not expect that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway. At first they saw that Xu Chunliang was the only one, and thought they could take him down due to the large number of people. However, they soon understood that the opponent's The fists were so hard, as hard as rocks, that they were not even eggs in comparison.

Xu Chunliang knocked the four of them to the ground three times without using any acupuncture skills. He beat them so hard that they couldn't get up.

Sun Changli, who had a bruised nose and face, sat up holding the jar of ashes, and said with surprise and joy: "Xu...Mr. Xu, why are you here?"

At this time, Huang Wanglin, supported by Pu Jian, also rushed over panting.

Sun Changli said: "Third Master, you have to make the decision for me!" He knelt down to Huang Wanglin holding the jar of his father's ashes.

Pu Jian stepped forward and kicked one of them: "Who told you to do this?"

"We are cemetery management..."

Before he finished speaking, Pu Jian kicked him again.

Xu Chunliang squatted down and grabbed the shoulder of the strong man in the lead. With a little force, the strong man screamed in pain like a slaughtering pig: "Master, master, please be gentle... Ouch... it hurts... it hurts me to death... …”

Xu Chunliang said: "Tell me, who asked you to come?"

"No... oh... I said... I said... yes... yes... Boss Zeng..."

"Zeng Yuanqing?"

"Yes...yes..."

Xu Chunliang let go.

Pu Jian said: "Do you want to call the police?"

Xu Chunliang waved his hand: "Get out of here!"

The four strong men wanted to leave quickly, but Xu Chunliang's fists and feet were too painful. They supported each other and finally stood up and limped down the mountain.

Sun Changli said: "Let me be right. Uncle Xie's death is unclear. Maybe it was Zeng Yuanqing who killed him."

Xu Chunliang glared at him: "You are not a good bird either. You dug your own father's grave."

Sun Changli said: "I...I'm just curious."

Huang Wanglin sighed and turned away, meaning out of sight, out of sight.

Xu Chunliang also pointed at the porcelain jar out of curiosity. Sun Changli didn't know what it meant. He thought Xu Chunliang was going to snatch it from him, so he took a step back in fright.

Pu Jian said: "No one wants to snatch this unlucky thing from you. You will definitely not give up if I don't let you see it. See what's inside. Hurry up and put your father to rest."

Pu Jian was the most curious. He also wanted to see what was in the urn of Sun Laowang. In fact, the three of them had the same idea, otherwise who would have come all the way here.

Sun Changli opened the urn and took out the ashes wrapped in red cloth. At the bottom of the urn, he found a plastic bag with a key, a bank vault deposit receipt and an IOU. The IOU was written by Xie Boxiang that year, and it said Ming owes Sun Laowen two million, and the deposit certificate and key are what Sun Laowen keeps in the bank's vault.

Sun Changli took the IOU and said excitedly: "Uncle Xie really owes me money."

Huang Wanglin, who had been with his back to the emperor, sighed and said, "It was Master Xie who collected the ashes for your father. These things must have been put in by him personally. How could he owe your father money? He probably left something for you in this way."

Pu Jian said, "It seems that your father rented a safe deposit box in the bank. Maybe there are treasures in it."

Sun Changli was so excited about this unexpected fortune that he trembled all over and couldn't speak clearly: "It should be...it should be..."

Xu Chunliang said, "The more valuable it is, the more trouble it will cause."

Pu Jian said, "That's right. Some things are worth taking but not spending."

Sun Changli felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over his head when he heard the two people's words. He had just been beaten up. If Xu Chunliang hadn't appeared in time, I'm afraid even the urn would have been taken away.

Seeing Xu Chunliang turning around to leave, Sun Changli hurried over: "Mr. Xu, please don't leave!"

Xu Chunliang said: "I can help you temporarily, but I can't help you forever. You should take care of yourself."

Pu Jian said: "You are right. Don't meddle in other people's business during the New Year to avoid bad luck."

Sun Changli could only pin his hopes on Huang Wanglin: "Third Master, you also know my father, and you are a good friend of Master Xie. You can't just stand by and watch him die, right?"

Huang Wanglin said: "The most I can do is to help you get the two million back. I can't take care of other things."

"You must take care of it!" Sun Changli said: "How about this, you accompany me to take out the things in the safe, the money belongs to me, and you take the other things, okay?"

Xu Chunliang stopped: "That's what you said."

Sun Changli said: "I mean what I say. Even if you give me the things my father left behind, I have no place to cash them. I just want money. You can help me as a good deed. I can't beat Zeng Yuanqing."

Pu Jian stretched out his hand.

Sun Changli didn't understand what he meant.

Pu Jian said: "Give me the key and the deposit slip, otherwise how can I believe your sincerity."

Huang Wanglin said: "Bury your father first."

Sun Laonian did rent a safe in the bank before his death. Xie Boxiang was the only person who knew about it. Xie Boxiang also considered telling Sun Changli about it before his death, but he knew Sun Changli too well. No matter how much he gave him, he would lose it in the end, so he was always hesitant.

When Sun Changli visited him on the first day of the new year this year, Xie Boxiang gave him some hints. Maybe even Xie Boxiang himself didn't expect to die so soon.

Sun Laonian deposited a Wu Shi card and a gray bead in the bank safe, without the cash that Sun Changli expected.

Xu Chunliang, who accompanied Sun Changli to get the things, saw at a glance that the Wu Shi card was carved from the Netherworld Cold Jade. As for the gray bead, although it looked inconspicuous, it was a priceless treasure, the Mermaid's Tears.

Sun Changli didn't know the value of the jade, so he grabbed the Netherworld Cold Jade. It felt like ice to the touch, chilling to the bone.

Xu Chunliang said, "If I were you, I wouldn't touch this thing."

Sun Changli said, "Is this cold jade? It's so cold."

Xu Chunliang said, "It's poisonous." He took both things, and of course he wouldn't take Sun Changli's things for nothing, so he promised to give him 500,000.

Now it can be concluded that Sun Laonian was also one of the people who participated in stealing the cold jade coffin.

When leaving the bank, Huang Wanglin and Pu Jian also received news that the will and IOU left by Xie Boxiang had been identified by notes and fingerprints, and confirmed to be true. Now the whole thing is basically clear.

The will in Zeng Yuanqing's hand should be fake. Since Zeng Yuanqing dared to forge a will, perhaps Xie Boxiang's death was not that simple.

Xie Boxiang's mourning hall is still there, but no one has come to mourn. Only Zeng Yuanqing's gang is waiting there. At least on the surface, Zeng Yuanqing, the apprentice, has done his best.

Huang Wanglin used to be very emotional. Xie Dayandai was lucky to have this apprentice, but now he found that Zeng Yuanqing was also a two-faced guy. There was no doubt that he had tampered with the will and tried to seize Xie Boxiang's inheritance.

Huang Wanglin, accompanied by Xu Chunliang, Pu Jian and Sun Changli, came to Xie Boxiang's courtyard again. As one of the few good friends of Xie Boxiang during his lifetime, he had to stand up for his old friend.

Zeng Yuanqing was still respectful to his predecessor, although he had guessed Huang Wanglin's intention in advance.

Zeng Yuanqing said: "Third Master, I wonder what you want to teach me by bringing Sun Changli here this time?"

Sun Changli glared at Zeng Yuanqing, but he didn't say anything this time. This was also what Huang Wanglin had told him in advance.

Huang Wanglin glanced at Sun Changli, and Sun Changli handed the IOU left by Xie Boxiang to Zeng Yuanqing.

Zeng Yuanqing took it and looked at it, and said softly: "It really looks like my master's handwriting. I wonder where this IOU came from?"