Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu also breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he was also afraid that Wang Xuebin would not agree to open the coffin.

Although one can find ways to dispel grievances without opening the coffin, but that can only be scratching the surface, not to mention hard work, and the effect depends on luck.

As someone who was close to the second elder before his death, he really didn't want to see the second elder become a zombie after his death.

However, after all, he is not the direct blood of the elders. Once the tomb is moved, the influence of Feng Shui will be fed back to the descendants of the elders, that is, Wang Guanlan.

It would be fine if I found a treasure land of geomantic omen in the future, but what if I couldn’t find it?

Therefore, he really can't make this decision for others, and he can't even persuade him!

Fortunately, the son of the second elder is sensible and filial, and he didn't ignore the second elder for the sake of money, which is a blessing.

"Good! Good! Guanlan, don't worry, I will definitely choose a yin house with good Fengshui for you in the future, and it will never affect your future!"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's slightly excited words, Wang Xuebin shook his head lightly, pursed his lips and said:

"It's okay, the dead body of the second elder is important! By the way, is there anything else I need to prepare for opening the coffin?"

When Uncle Jiu heard the words, he calmed down, nodded and said:

"I need incense paper offerings, a ritual table, and before opening the coffin, I need to do a ritual!"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin frowned and said:

"There is still stock in the incense paper shop. Uncle Jiu made a list of sacrifices, and I can buy them too. Only this magical artifact table case, I wonder if there is any request, can I buy it?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu smiled and comforted him:

"Don't worry, the table table is just an ordinary table, just lay a yellow cloth on it, and you don't need to worry about the magic utensils for making the ritual. I have a friend in the city, I'll just go to him to get it!"

"Huh! That's good, then everything will be troublesome to Uncle Jiu!"

"Hi! It's just a small matter, what's the trouble? Let's go first and come back when Yi Ying is ready!"

"Go? None of you want to go!"

A roar came from outside the gate of the cemetery, and a few policemen in plain clothes with ID pinned to their chests rushed in with guns in their hands.

"You are Wang Guanlan?"

Lin sir took three steps and two steps, came to Wang Xuebin, stared at him firmly, and asked vigilantly.

"That's right, I'm Wang Guanlan, what's the problem?"

Upon hearing this, Sir Lin took out his certificate, handed it to Wang Xuebin, and said in a deep voice:

"Sir, we suspect that you are related to a murder case, now please come back with us to assist in the investigation!"

"Kill? Impossible!"

Hearing Lin sir's words, A-Lian exclaimed and said loudly:

"Brother Guanlan is a very good person, it is impossible for him to kill someone!"

Uncle Jiu on the side also frowned and nodded, saying:

"That's right, could there be some misunderstanding!"

Hearing what Uncle Jiu said, Sir Lin stopped the guys who wanted to threaten them, and patiently explained:

"We just ask him to assist in the investigation, you two can wait at the police station with him!"

Although I don't know what relationship the few people in front of me have with the director, but since the director has taken care of them, it's better for them to be more polite.

After all, there is no definite evidence yet, and he is also a little suspicious about this case, always feeling that something is not right.

"Oh? Who else died?"

"Again? Why do you say again? Is anyone else dead?"

Hearing the questioning of the short police officer in front of him, Wang Xuebin shook his head speechlessly.

"Sir, this is the cemetery of my parents. They were buried just over a week ago. Who else can there be?"

"Forehead"

Seeing this, Sir Lin quickly took a step forward, blocking his buddy, and said in a deep voice:

"The name of the deceased is Cheng Ruohui. After investigation, the last place this person went to before his death was your shop. Do you have any explanation?"

After finishing speaking, Lin sir stared at Wang Xuebin's face, trying to see something from it.

"Cheng Ruohui! Lawyer Cheng?"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin frowned. To be honest, he thought it was the family members of those guys who died!

It's not that he has a bad heart, but that after he knew that his parents might not vent their grievances and turned into zombies, he kept thinking about those guys and their girlfriends.

These four people died in the same way as his parents. His parents hadn't vented their grievances, and those guys should be the same.

He also thought about asking those guys how to bury him later. If the cremation was okay, if it was burial, then he had to make preparations in advance.

Unexpectedly, the attorney who was driven away by him had an accident first!

Thinking of this, Wang Xuebin turned to look at the concerned Uncle Jiu and A Lian, and comforted him softly:

"Anxin, I do know this person. He is my former attorney. We met the day before yesterday. I will go with them first and come back after the investigation is clear!"

"It's okay, let's go with you!"

Seeing that Wang Xuebin didn't seem to be lying, Uncle Jiu felt relieved, then glanced at the policemen and said in a deep voice:

"You are with me these days, and I can help you as a witness!"

As he said that, he turned his head to look at that Sir Lin.

Seeing this, Sir Lin didn't say anything, but greeted the buddy, and led a group of people towards the police station.

In a police car, Ma sir sat there quietly, watching the figures of several people, but did not show up.

Lin Fengjiu, his partner back then!

If there were no accidents back then, his seat should belong to him.

such a pity

"Let's go back"