"It has been put into the ancestral hall coffin tomb, just wait for you to come back to find a good time and then be buried in peace!"

Nangong Jin didn't care about anything else, she just wanted to see her grandfather for the last time.

"take me!"

Nangong Jin shouted in a deep voice.

Di Wei quickly turned around and shouted to his subordinates, "Come on! Take the saint to the ancestral hall!"

"yes!"

A team of men came to the hall, all of whom were silver-armored warriors.

One of them is a powerful master.

These people are Di Wei's confidants and are loyal to him.

It was also Di Wei who specially selected it to follow the guards next to Nangong Jin.

"You will not be able to leave the saint at any time when you serve the saint in the future. If the saint suffers any damage, you will have to compensate for it with your lives!"

"yes!"

Nangong Jin's face changed.

Di Wei is going to put her under house arrest… “Okay, Saint, these people will be your personal guards in the future. You can do whatever you want.

And they are also your bodyguards, responsible for your life safety!”

Di Wei said lightly.

"Thank you, Elder Di."

Nangong Jin remained silent. She knew that she could only follow Di Wei's arrangements and could not show any strange colors.

"I should do wherever I am," Di Wei smiled, "Now, please move the saint to the ancestral hall and meet the old courtyard owner for the last time."

The ancestral hall is located in the center of Qiankun City, with heavy troops guarding and high vigilance.

Di Wei took Nangong Jin into the ancestral hall and went directly to the backyard to place the coffin tomb.

A huge brown-red coffin was placed in the center of the backyard, with a metal plaque on one side, which reads: The coffin tomb of the owner of the old courtyard.

"Grandpa..." Nangong Jin's voice trembled and he came to the coffin tomb with one step and one shaking step.

The coffin was not covered, and the "Serious" face of the old home owner appeared in front of Nangong Jin, making her heart tremble.

The old home owner, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, seemed to be asleep, but his left hand was a little strange, and he kept holding his thumb tightly to block his chest.

Nangong Jin cried bitterly, and tears kept falling like broken beads.

"Grandpa! I'm late for a while..." He lay beside the coffin and cried for a long time. No one noticed that Nangong Jin quietly reached in and pulled down the silver ring on the thumb of the owner of the nursing home.

After quickly hiding it into the sleeve of the clothes, Nangong Jin wiped his tears and slowly retreated, and said coldly, "I didn't expect Lin Xiao to do such a thing, killing Liuyun's sacrificial priests to piss off grandpa. Such a serious crime must not be forgiven!"

"good!"

Di Wei's eyes lit up, "I really didn't expect the son-in-law to do such a thing.

Now Elder Liuyun’s life and death are uncertain, and so many people have died in the law enforcement team. It is not only a shame for Qiankun Academy to lose all its face, but also a shame."

"I ordered people to be wanted in the whole city. I should find the whereabouts of the son-in-law soon. How to send him off at that time, but it depends on the saint's disposal."

"good!"

Nangong Jin's eyes were cold, "Send additional personnel to capture Lin Xiao no matter what. I will interrogate myself and give Qiankunyuan an explanation."

"yes!"

Although Di Wei lowered his head, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

It turns out that she is a woman with long hair and short knowledge. When you become Minghui's woman in the future, you will know who the owner of Qiankunyuan is.

"Well! Elder Laudi is here.

By the way," Nangong Jin suddenly showed a sad expression, "I want to go to my grandfather's yard, I want to see what my grandfather had done before his death."

Di Wei said indifferently, "Okay, I'll send someone to send the saint here right away."

"However, the city has not been peaceful recently, and those close friends who fought Qingyi may make trouble.

For the safety of the saint, let them follow you."

Di Wei looked back at the grandmaster, "Zong Lan, follow the saint and be sure to protect her safety."

"yes!"

Zong Lan is actually a lady.

However, Zong Lan dressed simply and had short hair, looking no different from a middle-aged man.

Nangong Jin didn't care either, and looked like he didn't know Di Wei's intention. He said gratefully, "Elder Di is really thoughtful."

"It is my duty to think about the saint!"

Di Wei smiled.

"Yeah! Let's go!"

Nangong Jin nodded silently and walked out first.

Di Wei winked at Zong Lan.

Zong Lan walked out quickly with ten guards.

A luxurious horse-drawn carriage was prepared outside, and Zong Lan personally took Nangong Jin into the car, and then signaled the guards to lead the team to leave.

"Walk!"

The team moved quickly and arrived at the small courtyard where the nursing home owner lived in an hour.

There was martial law around, and dozens of law enforcement team members were hiding in the dark, but after seeing Zong Lan leading the team, they consciously hid themselves.

"Zonglan, you are just waiting outside, I want to be alone and quiet!"

Nangong Jin stood in front of the gate and sighed lightly.

Zong Lan thought about it and found that the yard was not big, and there were hidden guards around her. She couldn't escape even if she wanted to escape. She didn't care and said in a deep voice, "Saint, please!"

"Um!"

Nangong Jin took a lotus step, walked into the yard slowly, and closed the yard door casually.

The moment the door was closed, Nangong Jinqiang's tense expression immediately collapsed. He squatted on the ground and sobbed silently, and his shoulders moved and endured the grief.

After five or six minutes, Nangong Jin recovered, quickly wiped away his tears, and walked towards the yard with big strides.

In her hand, she was holding a silver ring from the old courtyard owner.

The silver ring is the key to the secret room.

"Grandpa once said that there is a secret room in the study, and the keys will be carried with you. Maybe they will be used at any time. Unexpectedly, the words come true..." Nangong Jin recalled his grandfather's words while coming to the study and searching carefully.

The secret room can escape to the outside of the hospital, which is a means for the owner of the nursing home to save his life.

He may have realized that there would be turmoil inside Qiankun Courtyard, so he made preparations in advance so that he could help Nangong Jin today.

"Holy lady! Is it okay?"

Ten minutes later, Nangong Jin was still searching when he heard Zong Lan's voice coming from outside the door.

She kept herself calm and tried to say in a plain voice, "Wait for me a few more minutes, I want to stay in my grandfather's study for a while!"

"Okay! The saint should try to be faster. I'm afraid that the gang members of Zhan Qingyi would come out to make trouble!"

After Zhan Qingyi escaped, his loyal and several great masters among his confidants disappeared, and Di Wei was very worried that they would come out to make trouble.

If these people target the Saint, there may be unnecessary trouble.

Zong Lan received strict orders, so he naturally had to be cautious.

"Give me another five minutes!"

Nangong Jin said.

The bookcase and walls have been searched, but there are no traces of secret doors, so Nangong Jin is a little anxious.

“Where is it?”

Nangong Jin pinched the key, his palms were covered in sweat, and his eyes were like scanners, desperately searching for any possible traces of beads and silk in the room.

At this moment, Nangong Jin's eyes fell on a flat calligraphy and painting on the desk.

Under normal circumstances, calligraphy and paintings will be stored in scrolls, but if you remember this painting correctly, it will be spread on the desktop last time.

Perhaps the only weird thing in the room is the spreading calligraphy and paintings.
Chapter completed!