After a few men who looked like workers had enough food and drink, they got up and left. When they walked out of the store and carried some shovels and shovels from the wall at the entrance of the store, Mu Qiangnong knew vaguely that they seemed to be preparing to do some excavation work. They couldn't help but turn around and glance at An Wufeng, but the latter was silent and continued to drink.

Mu Qiangnong had no choice but to remain silent.

About half an hour later, An Wufeng put down his wine glass and looked at Mu Qiangnong and said, "You seem to be very interested and want to know what I'm going to do with these people."

Mu Qiangnong said: "Actually, it's not something I think..."

An Wufeng shook his head and said, "Hyphorful."

Mu Qiangnong had no choice but to admit: "Okay, I really want to know, I think so hard."

An Wufeng raised his chin and said, "I'll take you to see it after you've settled the account."

*******

After a meal, they came to a small woods in the suburbs. At this time, the sky was bright and the morning breeze in winter was particularly cold. Ordinary people, even if they were wrapped in thick clothes, would feel the chill.

However, several men in thin clothes had sweat on their foreheads and were dirty all over, as if they had just crawled out after spending a lot of effort in the soil.

In fact, they just dug up a soil kang.

However, this earth pit is quite large, nearly ten feet long, several feet wide, and deep.

How many people do this before dawn?

He almost wanted to ask the young and rich young man around him, was his wealthy family just started with this lieutenant who started his career as a lieutenant?

However, as far as he knows, although the Datong Prefecture has a long history, he has never heard of any wealthy person burying this place. Even the famous Prince She (Ze) at the Northern Song Dynasty was honest and greedy, and her burial objects were probably not good. Besides, it was not the legend that she was poisoned by a traitor and her head was thrown into the Yellow River?

Could it be the imperial tomb of Emperor Xiaowen of Northern Wei Dynasty Tuoba Hong?

Hehe, this is impossible. For nearly a thousand years, there have been countless tomb robbers in history who have made superb methods. They have been searching for this Datong Mansion but cannot be found. Obviously, although Emperor Xiaowen was born in Datong Mansion, in that era when wars swept across China, he might not have been buried in the countryside after his death. What's more, he died young and died so suddenly. How could he take into account the affairs behind him?

Moreover, what puzzled him the most was that all the lieutenants liked to make money in silence. Even the accomplices who participated in the work were all on guard against their accomplices to see money and slander them, and they would not easily invite others to share it like An Wufeng.

In other words, what he can dig without wind is definitely not valuable.

So, what exactly is it?

Soon, Mu Qiangnong found out, and at the same time, he was stunned.

Because, he saw a woman's body lying in the pit, and he was still familiar with this woman - at least, the day before yesterday, he spent the whole day in the warm bed, holding her in the warm bed!

Spring Flower Girl!

A man walked to An Wufeng and whispered: "Boss, we found the wrong designated point you gave me, so I'm sorry..."

An Wufeng said: "Forget it, maybe I didn't explain it clearly. Now, according to my words, please give her up and place her."

The man said, "Yes."

Mu Qiangnong was stunned, his stomach churned, he bent down and vomited.

He really couldn't accept it. Just one day apart, the woman who was once in her arms was now accompanied by a pile of soil. Her face was still there, and there was no trace of damage on the surface of her body, but the biggest trace was that she had no breathing and no vital signs.

The reason why he felt uncomfortable was definitely not that he felt sorry or sympathized with Chunhua, a girl in her youth, who suffered a disaster, but that he was disgusted.

An Wufeng glanced at him and turned around and left.

Mu Qiangnong wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and followed.

The two of them walked silently on the mountain path one after another.

The sunrise in the east opposite, and the morning glow stretches their shadows. Even if the rising sun is warm, it will make them feel even colder and lonely.

An Wufeng in front suddenly said softly: "I heard that someone has taken up an order business recently and wants to take my life. Is that true?"

Mu Qiangnong was slightly surprised. Logically, no one would want to reveal the secret of the murder in this place. Moreover, it has only been a few days since he received the business. Even if the employer accidentally leaked the news, it would not have been so quickly to the target person?

Especially, in the past few days, Mu Qiangnong had never left Datong Mansion, and he had never heard of the fastest channels for disseminating information. However, An Wufeng seemed to know what was wrong with this?

What made him extremely terrified was that the most likely was that the employer deliberately told An Wufeng!

As for why the employer told An Wufeng about this, it is easy to understand. It is nothing more than increasing An Wufeng's psychological pressure, making him full of troops. In the midst of his nervous and sadness, his mind is unstable for the killer to take advantage of.

However, Mu Qiangnong could not see any traces of anxiety or confusion on An Wufeng. If he had covered up all the traces well, he would not believe it at all, because that young face was like a clean white paper, and it was definitely not his strength.

Originally, he couldn't think of how such a young man would have someone to buy his life at a sky-high price? Yu Jin, when the body of Miss Chunhua was excavated, he vaguely knew it because he seemed to have touched the great interests of some people.

Now, what he is more interested in is who this handsome young man is, and what huge and terrifying power is hidden in him, making his opponent dare not fight him openly, but instead secretly hire a killer to deal with it?

So, Mu Qiangnong did not deny it, but asked back: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" An Wufeng seemed to be stunned slightly, slowed down, shook his head, "I don't know either."

Mu Qiangnong walked side by side with him and said lightly: "An Wufeng, do you know that if I take action, you will be dead just now."

An Wufeng nodded slightly and said, "You didn't take action. In the killer's line, there is no such thing as a sneak attack."

Mu Qiangnong said: "I don't know either. I first met Datong Mansion, but I didn't know what. I always felt a little familiarity in you."

An Wufeng said lightly: "Because, you and me all have the same beastly aura."

Mu Qiangnong sighed softly, "Maybe it is."

An Wufeng said quietly: "Your Excellency, do you know why I took you to see the body of Miss Chunhua?"

Mu Qiangnong said: "I don't know."

An Wufeng said: "I want to tell you something, you can perform your tasks, but please give me some time, I need to deal with something. If you are asked to see something, you may think I'm looking for a reason to hide."

Mu Qiangnong pondered: "How long will it take?"

An Wufeng said: "It will take ten days at the fastest, but the slowest will not exceed one month."

Mu Qiangnong said: "I'll wait for you for a month."

An Wufeng said: "Thank you."

Mu Qiangnong said: "Before this, we can still drink and go for a walk in the kiln, right?"

An Wufeng looked contemptuous and said quietly: "I knew that knowing you would definitely hurt my wallet."

Mu Qiangnong patted his shoulder and said happily: "You must know that my brother's money is made by life, and every piece is bloody, but yours is different. Is it happy to spend it?"

An Wufeng sighed, "What he said is so disgusting, but he is just a fair word."

Mu Qiangnong took his hand and laughed, "Let's go to Miss Qiuyue."

An Wufeng said: "Please don't worry about Miss Qiuyue all day long, okay?"

Mu Qiangnong said: "Don't worry, I'll have tea and chat with Miss Qiuyue."

An Wufeng said helplessly: "Okay, let's believe you."

*******

Putrajaya.

Buxianzhu's family was having lunch.

A man in black robe ran outside to the dining room. Before the person could reach the end, he suddenly raised his voice: "The head of the family, it's not good, it's not good!"

The old man Zhubu was holding a piece of fat and putting it into his mouth. He made a mistake in hand. He sent his head to his nostrils. He used to cooperate with the precise teeth and tongue and knocked together. It hurt and tears filled his eyes. Before he could wipe the oil stains on his nose, he turned around and the man just ran to him. He raised his wrist and the meat on the chopsticks blocked the man's mouth. The chopsticks penetrated deep into the man's throat, causing his eyes to turn white. Before the blood in his cavity could overflow, he fell to the ground and became angry.

The two servants standing guard at the door immediately carried the corpse on the ground away as if they were carrying a dead dog. The other cleaning lady brought water very carefully and used a rag to clean the blood on the ground.

On the dining table, whether it was Mr. Bu's children, daughter-in-law, son-in-law, or his wife, they did not look at the deceased. Instead, they were more concerned about Mr. Bu's injuries.

His wife, Mrs. Bu, said softly in distress: "Is your tongue important? Otherwise, please come and have a look."

Mr. Bu shook his head and said, "It's probably damaged. I won't eat it anymore. You can eat it."

Mrs. Bu threw down her chopsticks and said unhappily: "Damn it, whose kid is this? Queer, go and tug their tongues on their family and let them know the lesson."

A young man in brocade nodded and agreed: "Mom, I can do it."

The white-robed young man next to the brocade robe must be Gu Changkang, the son-in-law of the Bu family. He thought for a while and said, "Dad, the one who was busy just now seems to have an important thing happened, but he doesn't know what happened?"

Mr. Bu looked tight and said, "I'll go to the Jiang family to have a look."

He stood up and said, "Are the money to acquire shares in Mine No. 4 ready?"

His son Buku: "It's ready, dad."

Mr. Bu nodded slightly and walked out.

*******

After Mr. Bu arrived at the Jiang family, he was slightly stunned. It turned out that Feng Dianlin had arrived one step ahead of him.

He first asked Mr. Feng, "Brother Feng, what's wrong? What happened?"

Mr. Feng glanced at him, and showed a contemptuous look in his eyes, "Are you asking questions knowingly?" and said lightly: "Brother Bu, look at what you asked, it seems like you are completely unaware of the matter, but why did you come?"

Mr. Bu smiled bitterly and said embarrassedly: "The guy who reported to me was reckless and was slaughtered by me, so, haha, I don't know what the hell he was going to say."

The old man opened his mouth and finally shook his head and was speechless.

Mr. Jiang said slowly: "That's right, Mr. Bu, it turns out that Mine No. 4, which is the Meng family's mine, was temporarily accepted by the official family after the fall of his Meng family. According to the previous rules, it was listed for auction and transferred to others to manage. However, this time, the official family bypassed this procedure and handed it over to one person to operate and develop."

Mr. Bu was stunned and said, "How could this be like this? Who is this person? He has such great energy?"

Mr. Jiang said slowly: "It's a woman named Zhou Yici."
To be continued...