Meng Chenji was determined not to agree to Meng Chenyuan's proposal, but Meng Chenyuan's idea was very good, which was almost a solution to both sides. More importantly, she still arranged the matter between Meng Xing'er and Qi Wuyao, so she couldn't object now. If this is the case, she would be no one inside and outside.

Even if you have selfish intentions, if the family trend is there and forcibly oppose it, it is an excuse for the Dafang to hold a family meeting.

The reason why Qu Lehong looked at Meng Chenji was because he knew how powerful it was. If he agreed to the big house this time, after success, the big house and the Qi family's marriage would inevitably have a higher status in the family. He would probably soon take over the power of the group and put Meng Ran in the underworld.

Of course, if the big house is in power, it is a good thing for the Meng family. The three brothers Meng Chenyuan have been struggling in the mall for so many years, and are hundreds of times stronger than Meng Ran. However, they have a great impact on the second house's personal interests.

Qu Lehong was waiting for Meng Chenji to speak, and Meng Chenji weighed the pros and cons, saying, "My cousin's solution is also a good idea. It can not only solve the urgent problem, but also preserve the reputation of the Meng family. I don't object."

After she made a statement, the other people in the second room could not say anything. After all, I can’t afford to offend the big room now, and Meng Ran has no ability to convince the public in the family. In addition, this is another major event for the family, so the second room has to compromise.

However, after everyone nodded, Meng Chenji suddenly said, "It is my opinion that I have asked Xing'er to marry Qi Wuyao. It just depends on Xing'er's meaning. It seems that she doesn't like Qi Wuyao, but she likes Zhang Yu from the Wusang Group. I am not worried about anything else, just because Xing'er doesn't agree and wants to follow Zhang Yu."

"This kind of thing is not what she said. Although Zhang Yu is young and promising, the Wudang Group has a lot of financial resources. Compared with the Qi family, she is simply a witch. She dares not agree to the decision. She just decided. Looking back, I told Xing'er and then went to find Qi Wuyao!" Meng Chenyuan said confidently.

Seeing his confident look on his face, it was obvious that his daughter would definitely not dare to disobey.

Mengjiashan.

Zhang Yu, hiding in the dark, couldn't figure out that the monk would hide it. Didn't he and the people who are going up the mountain go along the way?

"Lingling"

The crisp sound from far to near, accompanied by ringing and slight screams, gradually coming to the location of the lonely tomb.

Zhang Yu could hear clearly that the footsteps were not made by one person, but they were not at all messy and very neat, just at one step.

Immediately afterwards, he discovered the problem, that is, the ringtone and footsteps seemed to be synchronized.

Finally, Zhang Yu saw the visitor. There were eight people in a row, carrying pickaxes and shovels on his shoulders, and walking slowly to the grave.

The ringtone came to an abrupt end, and the footsteps of the eight people stopped together.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yu immediately confirmed the other party's identity.

But he realized that something was wrong. If it was a zombie talk, it would inevitably smell like a zombie, but there was no zombie smell on these eight people. Moreover, zombies are not like this, and they can act freely.

If it weren't for the walking posture of these eight people, they could have been defined as zombies. However, they did not jump, and they did not walk stiffly, and they were not zombies either. What they were, they were really not sure about now. These people were clearly manipulated by the ringtone and should not be living people.

"Um?"

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Zhang Yu observed carefully and suddenly saw two acquaintances.

One was a middle-aged man he met in the Meng family villa, and the other was Yu Qian, who was magically crafted.

"Why are they here too?" Zhang Yu was stunned.

I still remember that at that time, Yu Qian was doing magic on stage. Even if Zhang Yu was a little far away, if the other party was not a human, he would not have discovered it at all.

Not to mention that middle-aged man, he once stood beside Zhang Yu and was still passing by. If there was any problem, he would be sure on the spot.

Why do two normal people become like this now?

"Is it a murder to silence someone?" Zhang Yu sighed, but it seemed that something was wrong. Can a person who just died become like this?

During this skill, there was a slight sound of footsteps.

Zhang Yu was not paying attention to the eight people, and he focused his attention on the people.

Soon, an old man wearing a black Taoist robe and hunched over came up.

Seeing the characteristics of the visitor, Zhang Yu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The reason why he was disappointed was because he thought of someone before, who was Pan Yun’s father Lai Yingming.

When Pan's family happened, Pan Yun's nominal "father" was tacked nine tombs on the grave by someone, which made the dead unable to live in peace. I really couldn't think of who was doing such a deep hatred.

The other party targeted the Pan family and Pan Changjun even more, and obviously had great hatred for Pan Changjun. Pan Yun's biological father Lai Yingming is still in the world and was crippled by Pan Changjun back then. It must not be the scoundrel in front of him.

If it wasn't for Lai Yingming, what number is Luo Guo in front of him? What kind of hatred does he have with the Pan family?

Zhang Yu was thinking about it. Before Luo Guo, wearing a black Taoist robe, had already arrived at the tomb, he looked at the stone tablet, then raised the bell in his hand, and shook it three times at the tomb, "Ring! Ring! Ring!"

As soon as the voice fell, it was seen that the eight people almost swung the pickaxe and shovel in their hands and started working together.

They were very fast, as if they were tireless, and they dug up the grave in one go. Immediately afterwards, eight people went down together and brought out a coffin from it.

When he was buried during the day, Zhang Yu noticed that this coffin was Ye Linglong's coffin.

The Taoist in black came to the coffin and shook it gently with the bell in his hand a few times, "Linglingling..."

Immediately, there was a sound in the coffin.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"...

Listening to the sound, it was clear that someone was slamming the coffin board with his hands.

"Squeak...squeak..."

The nails on the coffin began to loosen, and soon with a "bang", the coffin board was lifted out of the inside, and a woman in white mourning clothes jumped out of the inside.

This woman is nothing but Ye Linglong. Her face was a little pale, and she could see clearly under the moonlight. If it were an ordinary woman, she would probably be scary. But at this moment, she gave people a sad and beautiful feeling.

Facts have proved that women who are beautiful will have the advantage even if they die. Otherwise, how could there be a woman who mummies them?

"You did a good job." The Taoist priest in black said with satisfaction to Ye Linglong.

Ye Linglong nodded slightly, without saying a word.

The Taoist in black raised the bell and shook it a few times. The person next to him immediately started work and covered the coffin board again. It depends on the meaning, and he has to send it back.

Zhang Yu was wondering whether he should take action immediately and take down the Taoist in black and Ye Linglong and ask the truth. But then he thought that there was an old monk here, and I don’t know which group it was, so I should wait before talking about it.
Chapter completed!