Master Jikong looked at him quietly for a while, but still had no expression or spoke.

Zhou Xiang was so uncomfortable that he saw him that he said to Yan Mingxu, "Mr. Yan, what are you asking for me?"

Yan Mingxu looked at him sternly, "I want to know what you saw, said, and did when you went in yesterday."

Zhou Xiang whispered: "Seeing a bunch of bones, seeing Yan Mingxiu sitting on the ground, closing his eyes, not saying anything, I did nothing, I was scared away."

"real?"

"real."

"But he wants to see you now."

Zhou Xiang was stunned, "Okay." I was about to see him too.

He walked into the farm house for the second time, but this time, Yan Mingxiu was sitting at the dining table, with a breakfast in front of him, but he didn't move, just staring at the food in a daze.

After Zhou Xiang entered the house, Yan Mingxiu raised his red eyes and looked at him. Yan Mingxiu's appearance was far from his indifference and calmness in the past. He looked haggard and his hair was messy. He lost a lot of weight in just a few days.

Something hit Zhou Xiang's heart hard.

He couldn't help but look at the inner room where the corpse was placed, but the door was tightly closed.

Yan Mingxiu spoke, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, "Sit down."

Zhou Xiang sat down and looked at Yan Mingxiu opposite him uneasyly. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

Yan Mingxiu looked at him, a mysterious light flashed through his empty eyes. He stared at Zhou Xiang, as if he wanted to see into his body through his flesh, which made Zhou Xiang feel uncomfortable.

Yan Mingxiu said: "I want to tell you some things, because I can't let Cai Wei see me like this, so I tell you, you can convey them to him."

Zhou Xiang nodded.

"I will handle everything about Zhou Xiang, so he won't have to worry about it." When Yan Mingxiu said these words, his eyes never left Zhou Xiang's face, collecting all the expressions on that face.

Zhou Xiang said in a trembling voice: "What does it mean?"

"It means that Zhou Xiang's body and inheritance will be handled by me."

"But he has relatives..."

"I know, I have solved it, and now everything Zhou Xiang is my legal property."

Zhou Xiang's hands placed under the table were clenched into fists. He lowered his head, concealed his expression, and lowered his voice and said, "Then, what do you want to deal with... deal with Zhou Xiang... and his things."

"I will take him back to Beijing for burial."

Zhou Xiang asked, "Where is the house? Will you sell it?"

Yan Mingxiu glanced at him deeply, "I want to redecorate the house."

Zhou Xiang was stunned, and he said hoarsely: "For... why."

Yan Mingxiu lightly lit the table with his slender fingers, and he asked without hesitation: "Why should I tell you why?"

Zhou Xiang said: "Because... Brother Wei said there were some Zhou Xiang's things in the house, and he wanted to clean it up and leave it to a souvenir."

"I said that now everything Zhou Xiang is my legal property. If he doesn't have anything to do, I will deal with it myself."

Zhou Xiang gritted his teeth secretly, "What do you want to deal with?"

Yan Mingxiu said coldly, "It's burned, or buried with Zhou Xiang."

Zhou Xiang was almost jumping up. Yan Mingxiu had the right to decide what he should do! Those were him... But he immediately thought that with his current identity, he had no right to decide.

He said tremblingly: "Mr. Yan, Brother Wei has a good relationship with Zhou Xiang. He especially wants to get some relics back, especially Zhou Xiang's parents..."

"That has nothing to do with me. I have a responsibility for Zhou Xiang's affairs. I think it's better for Zhou Xiang to take those things away by himself."

Zhou Xiang was so angry that he said sharply, "Then why do you want to redecorate the house? Why don't you burn the house to him too!"

"The house is good. I have some feelings. It's close to where I can live in the future. But I have to change my appearance so that I won't feel bad." Yan Mingxiu said calmly, with no crack in his expression, cold and ruthless. Zhou Xiang's heart was already cold. He really didn't know what else he could do to get his things back.

His aunt must have been unable to count on it, and Yan Mingxiu must have solved it long ago. Faced with Yan Mingxiu's decision, he was helpless.

Yan Mingxiu reached out and pinched his chin, forcing him to raise his head, "Go back and tell Cai Wei, I'm too lazy to check the thief's matter, it's no longer important. I'll rush back to Beijing tomorrow to deal with Zhou Xiang's burial first, and then his house and car, tell him not to get involved, and I will notify him of the funeral."

Zhou Xiang stood up and gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Mingxiu, you are Zhou Xiang's person, why should you help him decide where his things go? Brother Wei is Zhou Xiang's best brother, you should..."

"I am Zhou Xiang's man." Yan Mingxiu's eagle-like eyes looked deep into his eyes, "No one is more qualified to deal with his things than me."

Zhou Xiang took a step back, glanced at him fiercely, and turned around and left.

Yan Mingxiu's eyes kept following his back, knowing that he disappeared from his sight.

Yan Mingxiu covered his chest, and the dull pain from his heart made him almost unable to straighten his waist. He slowly clenched his fists, stared at the direction where the back disappeared with blood-red eyes, and spit out two words, "Zhou Xiang".

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After Zhou Xiang returned, he told Cai Wei and Lan Xirong what Yan Mingxiu meant. Both of them were so angry, but Zhou Xiang was not in a mood. He just said idly, "Go back, go back now. There is one thing I think Yan Mingxiu is lying. He said that the house is already in his name. I don't think it will be so fast. The death certificate cannot be opened in such a few days. My aunt and sister-in-law cannot inherit my house now. Yan Mingxiu can buy my house from there. Maybe he had made any agreement with my aunt a long time ago, but I guess the house has not been transferred yet. Brother Wei, after returning, you can contact my aunt and sister-in-law. I don't want the house anymore, but I want a few things inside. She must ask her to find a way to help me."

Lan Xirong nodded and said, "It makes sense. This house must be in your own name. No matter how capable Yan Mingxiu has, he cannot occupy the house at will."

Cai Wei nodded, "Okay, this is the only way. We have to go back before Yan Mingxiu."

After the three agreed, they did not stay for a moment. They took a bus to the city that day, and then flew back to Beijing without stopping.

Cai Wei had called Zhou Xiang's aunt on the way, but the other party refused to answer, so he turned off the phone in the end.

Zhou Xiang understood what this meant, so he no longer expected him, a relative who had no contact with him.

Cai Wei and Lan Xirong both had something to deal with. Before the three separated, Cai Wei told him, "Don't think too much, I will think of other ways to contact your aunt. Yan Mingxiu hasn't come back yet, so we still have time."

Zhou Xiang nodded, and he smiled and patted Cai Wei on the arm, "Brother Wei, I understand, don't worry. Thank you for accompanying me this time, and it will take you several days."

Lan Xirong smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Xiang, we have nothing done, you still say such things."

"How could it be? My biggest goal has been achieved. I have seen myself." Zhou Xiang smiled with his lips, his eyes a little hollow, "I have nothing to regret."

Both of them felt a little uncomfortable when they looked at him.

Zhou Xiangzun smiled and said, "Let's go back to treat you to dinner, let's go back first."

After Cai Wei left, Lan Xirong was worried about him and sent him home.

After Zhou Xiang got home, he acted as usual. He had not forgotten to bring some Guangxi specialties to Chen Ying and Aunt Wang. When Aunt Wang was eating fruit, he began to talk about whom she had fallen in love with Zhou Xiang again, who was so beautiful and sensible. Aunt Wang always liked Zhou Xiang very much, and always thought that he should be with him at his age, so he always cared about this matter.

Zhou Xiang listened with a smile, his eyes straight at the TV, but there was no picture, and a sentence entered his mind.

It was past one o'clock in the middle of the night and everyone was asleep.

Zhou Xiang got out of bed silently, changed into all black clothes, put on a hat and scarf, took out some tools from the toolbox at home, and then quietly went out.

He took the bus back to his home.
Chapter completed!