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    Mr. Yin must know this, and I also suppressed my thoughts and did not ask now.

    It was already noon on the fourth day when we approached the gate of Fengshui Dojo.

    The plaque on the gate of the Sixty Immortals of the Yuan Dynasty seemed to be a bit gray.

    Tang De and the others strode in like the wind, and a few servants in Taoist robes also came out during the period. They came to the front with obviously unnatural expressions, and they had something to say.

    Before they could open their mouths, Tang De said in a deep voice: "Master Yang arranged for us to come back first, and I will take Mr. Luo to the secret room under the dojo first. You all go away, don't bother!"

    The boys looked at each other, and Tang De's expression sank: "Don't you understand what I said? These are all arranged by Mr. Yang! It's also Qin Tai, Mr. Qin's intention!"

    Tang De didn't immediately say that Yang Xiayuan was dead, and I understand why.

    It is impossible for him to deal with the Fengshui dojo's takeover while we are still here. If Yang Xiayuan dies, there will definitely be other troubles, and he will need time to prepare to deal with them.

    The servants didn't dare to say anything at once, and Tang De asked the other four Feng Shui masters to take the servants away.

    He took us to find my grandma alone.

    Entering the backyard from the main hall, a passage similar to that of the Gu family was built in the backyard. The steps are still wide, and Yang Xiayuan seems to have no intention of hiding here.

    After going around two flights of stairs, he came to an iron gate.

    There is an iron lock on the door!

    Tang De frowned and said let's wait, he went to find the hacksaw to open it.

    Liu Wensan waved his hand, telling us to avoid it.

    He directly pulled out the Guillotine Knife from his waist, and slashed down fiercely!

    With a clang, the chain on the top of the iron lock broke immediately.

    I couldn't hold back any longer, so I reached out and pushed the door open.

    Originally, the Shenji on my other side wanted to stop me, but just as she raised her hand, she retracted it.

    Just looked around the door vigilantly.

    After the iron gate is opened, there is a long corridor. The light in this corridor is not dark, but there are perennial oil lamps hanging on both sides.

    At intervals, there are two oil lamps and a wooden door.

    I couldn't restrain my emotions any more, and I was so anxious that I wanted to go in quickly.

    At this time, Shen Ji pressed my shoulder and made a booing motion.

    She listened for a while, and then walked in front of me.

    After walking through seven or eight doors, Shen Ji stopped in front of a wooden door in the middle of the long corridor, put his ear on the wooden door and listened carefully for a few seconds, then raised his hand, and pushed the wooden door open!

    Amidst the creaking sounds, the goal was a small room about a dozen square meters.

    The light in the room was very dim, and it was only after the door was opened and the light from the oil lamp cast in that the sight became clearer.

    This room is extremely simple, with a wooden table and a wooden chair at the base of the opposite wall on the other side, a pile of compressed biscuits on the wooden table, several boxes of mineral water piled under the table, and a  On the plank bed, an old woman was curled up on the bed. Her back was facing us. She was thin and stooped, and her hair was as white as silver.

    The old woman's back looks as if the oil is exhausted, as if she will die on the bed at any time.

    My eyes instantly filled with tears,

    My heart feels like a knife pricking a needle, and I feel extremely uncomfortable.

    How could I fail to recognize the back of this old woman?  !

    She is clearly my grandma!

    At this moment, the old woman suddenly said: "You want to humiliate Zhongliang again? You are heartless and immoral. I don't treat you as a human being. What you said to me will do nothing.  effect!"

    "My grandson will not be the knife in your hand, let alone help you!"

    "It's useless for you to lock me up to die here!" She turned her back to us and didn't turn around.

    I even grew a bit of hatred for Yang Xiayuan in my heart!

    Before, I was too busy trying to save my grandma, so I didn't have the energy to think about it.

    What grandma said just now, she thought it was Yang Xiayuan who came.

    It is conceivable that Yang Xiayuan definitely tortured her a lot!

    Just to kidnap me and help him find that corpse pill, to avenge my grandfather for not being used by him back then, to torture my grandma like this, this person really has no conscience!

    My lips buzzed, and I called grandma tremblingly and hoarsely.

    The sound fell, and the room became silent in an instant.

    The old woman on the wooden bed shook her body violently a few times, then sat up tremblingly, and then turned her head.

    I feel even more distressed. Grandma is already very old. During the period of torture, her complexion was withered and yellow, her eyes were cloudy, and her eyes were slightly empty.

    The wrinkled skin almost sticks to the facial bones.

    Such a long period of torture not only caused mental and physical setbacks, but also severe malnutrition.

    The moment I met grandma's eyes, there was a gleam of clarity in grandma's eyes, and more, but I still couldn't believe it!

    "Tensixteenyou"

    "Let's go! That man is sinister and vicious. You must not deal with him too much. Leave me alone!" Grandma's expression suddenly became anxious.

    With tears streaming down my face, I strode into the house, and with a bang, I knelt down in front of grandma.

    Holding grandma's hand with both hands, I realized that there is still a thin iron chain locked on grandma's wrist, and the iron chain extends into the wall beside the bed.

    Immediately, my hatred and hatred for Yang Xiayuan almost penetrated into my bones.

    Without pausing or hesitating, I said word by word: "Grandma, Yang Xiayuan, he is dead!"

    "Sixteen is unfilial, making you wait so long and suffer so much."

    "Sixteen, I'm here to pick you up today!"

    [The author has something to say]

    ?The second day of the Lunar New Year is the first day of the new year. I wish all book lovers good luck!

    Today is the beginning of the new year, and Lao Luo wants to help Shiliu ask for more gold coins and lucky red envelopes.

    ? I hope that with the help of book friends, "The Record of Hearing Stories" can have a good start in the fan list!  Bullish!

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    Lao Luo will give back to the book friends for their support with five chapters tomorrow!

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