On the surface, Qing Bo has no family, so his body can only be handed over to Li Yingsheng.

Li Yingsheng was stunned on the spot.

His expression was astonished, his eyes were stunned, his body was stiff, as if he was struck by a thunderbolt, his mind and body flew away rustling away, no longer belonging to him. He looked at Qing Bo's body, as if half of his life was taken away.

If a person loses his only relative, how could he not show such an expression? For Li Yingsheng, who even has to be discredited in and out of the Li family, isn’t Qing Bo the only relative?

But Li Yingsheng did not cry loudly, probably because he was a silent and strong man, so he just took Qing Bo's body with red eyes and said to them in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, thank you."

Li Yingsheng looked at Feng Rong, who had not dried up on his body, and repeated it twice in a row. When he said it, his voice began to tremble. After saying that, his lips began to tremble, as if they were cold by the residual water vapor on the corpse. His lips and his hands were swaying slightly in the July fire weather. Feng Rong and they thought he was sad, but when they touched his eyes, they were stunned. In Li Yingsheng's eyes, wasn't it the light of hatred that burned like fire?

Li Yingsheng knew that Qing Bo did not fall into the water accidentally? He also knew who killed Qing Bo?

Feng Rong and the other three looked at each other, feeling a little puzzled - they thought Li Yingsheng was closely related to the Mount Blasting incident, but now it seems that he may also know a lot about the death of the Jiao family, but it is not clear whether he learned about it while running around for Jiao Shuyin, or had already been involved in it in depth.

Li Yingsheng took on the burial of Qing Bo alone, but the Li family did not respond. The funeral of the Jiao family was also proceeding in an orderly manner with the help of everyone. Jiao Shuyin was still in detention, and only Feng Lingyun still had the ability and time to find connections around to help her. The Ling Security Bureau and his group were looking for clues left by Qing Bo's soul after his death.

Feng Rong brought several team members to the ancestral hall south of Lingxiao Town. Uncle Qing had been living here. It was a dim room in the ancestral hall. Except for Li Yingsheng and Jiao Shuyin, few people stepped into this small space where lights were turned on during the day, but the inside was clean and it didn't look like the sloppy and crazy Uncle Qing. Maybe he was really pretending to be crazy, why? Maybe he didn't want the mayor Li De to take him seriously so that he could spend his old age safely?

They came here without Li Yingsheng's consent, so when Li Yingsheng was in charge of Qing Bo's funeral, they had to come quickly before he packed up Qing Bo's things. Because Qing Bo's soul was taken away by the ghost messenger, he gestured for them. Feng Rong, Lin Yingkong, and E Jingbai thought for a long time and felt that his gesture should be in a square shape, probably a box or something, but where to find a box? They could only think of Qing Bo's residence.

But in Qing Bo's room, what they saw at first was not the box, but piles of square books. Zhu Mengtian was depressed, "What he said was not the book rather than the box, right?"

Lin Yingkong looked at the hundreds of books on the bookshelf and had a headache, "Anyway, I have to find..." He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Go to do it."

So Lin Yingkong and Zhu Mengtian began to flip through books, while Feng Rong and Ding Youlan continued to look for other square suspicious items in the room. The space was really not big. After the four of them, they felt that the air was stuffy, and the only one left was E Jingbai who could only stand at the door to look at the wind.

Ding Youlan took the instrument and scanned it, but then he gradually turned out several teeth as big as a palm, skeletons such as calves with their forearms, and even a skull under the bed. He almost scared the timid Ding Youlan. He trembled and put the skulls on the bed, and said without tears: "Does Qing Bo have any unique hobbies?"

"Silly," Zhu Mengtian patted his head with the book in his hand, "Didn't you find that these bones are similar to those under the water in the valley?"

Ding Youlan was stunned, "Did Uncle Qing bring out a bunch of bones back then?"

"It's not like it, it's more like he went back to look for it later," Lin Yingkong twisted up a gray-white finger bone and shone it at the light. "It seems that he didn't tell Jiao Shuyin the truth. He actually knew where the bone pit was... Of course, it might be that Jiao Shuyin lied to us."

"But what did he do with these bones?" Ding Youlan was puzzled. "There is no spiritual power or resentment on it, and casting spells cannot work. Could it be that he just used it to collect it?"

"Maybe it's just a gift?" Zhu Mengtian guessed, "There are many gems and gold under the river. For those bones, these things are not valuable, but they are priceless treasures for humans."

Zhu Mengtian said it was quite reasonable. If the down-and-out Uncle Qing repeatedly went back to retrieve the corpse for money... but why would he still be so down-and-out now?

Everyone started to search in the room again, but after they searched and flipped through the books on the bookshelf, they still couldn't find any suspicious items. Could it be that the soul of the Qing Bo was just a casual gesture with them at that time?

Lin Yingkong was a little depressed and dragged a stool to let Feng Rong sit down. Feng Rong was about to think about whether to turn over the entire ancestral hall, but suddenly he saw something under the feet of the cabinet in the bookcase from the corner of his eyes. He pointed to that direction and asked, "Is there a book on the cabinet foot?"

The others were stunned. Lin Yingkong leaned over and took a look. It was true. So he asked Zhu Mengtianlai to move the bookcase away. Then he found that the bookcase had a leg missing, but he couldn't see clearly from the corner of the wall. Feng Rong walked over and picked up the gray book on the ground. The book was hard-crusted and thick, as thick as an enlarged version of the Xinhua Dictionary. The cover contained the traditional Chinese words "Siku Quanshu" and it looked like a very old book. Feng Rong opened the cover, and there was no hollow hole like it was on the TV. So he picked up the book and shook it out, and then shook out a flat key.

Zhu Mengtian "..." for a moment, speechless, "Is this still a puzzle game?"

Lin Yingkong said: "If you are poor, look for the lock."

Fortunately, they had already looked through it just now and probably knew what was locked. Finally, they found a mooncake box in the rice jar. There was a locked iron box inside. After opening it, they saw that there was a pitch-black wooden box inside. Looking at it dull, Feng Rong and the others were stunned.

"This..." Lin Yingkong stroked the wooden box, a little uncertain, "It should be an ancient craft? It's specialized in isolating spiritual power to hide things. I have only seen such a similar one in Uncle Hell's private warehouse."

Zhu Mengtian raised his eyebrows, "The treasures found in those piles of bones?" He just didn't know what was hidden inside.

But when they opened the box and saw it, they were stunned for the second time, because there was only a passbook, a letter paper, and three low-level talismans inside - so cheap that they couldn't even count the fraction of the wooden box.

Feng Rong first picked up the passbook and looked at it. The account actually contained Li Yingsheng's name. A sum of money was deposited in it a few months, big or small. It started saving many years ago. Now it has more than 300,000 yuan, which is not too much, but it is not small for an ordinary family. Only one sum of money is more than 100,000 yuan. It is very likely that Uncle Qing really found gold jewelry and other things in the corpse to sell it. The others were scattered. Maybe he went to beg for the past year or Li Yingsheng gave him one after another after he became rich in the past years. All of them were saved by Uncle Qing, preparing to leave it to Li Yingsheng.

Looking at the three talismans, they are also ancient techniques, very exquisite and can be used by ordinary people, but they are too low-level. In the supernatural world, it is probably the degree to which they turn into a water ball to brush the floor. It is probably left over from the battlefield. In the cruel war, only this "useless" talisman can be preserved.

"Frozen curse, dead trees meet spring, cleansing curse..." Lin Yingkong looked at all three talismans, and then said with a serious expression, "I guess he should have at least two earth-type talismans used up." Once it was the mountain bombing incident, and the other was the collapse of the old house of the mayor Li Delai. In this way, the so-called "earth-type abilities" were captured by them. In fact, this man was nothing but a few talismans that were occasionally obtained by an ordinary person. The problem was that this was done by Qing Bo or Li Yingsheng?

Finally, Feng Rong and others opened the letter paper. The letter seemed to have been written in the past few days. It tells the story of that year, but it was a little different from what Jiao Shuyin said. He was indeed scared to faint at that time, but when Qing Bo returned to Lingxiao Town and was criticized and almost nothing, he remembered the shadow of gold reflected in the pile of bones that he occasionally saw in the pile of bones with the subtle light, and he felt greed in his heart. Perhaps he was lucky. After a year, he returned to the ghost valley. The ghost who had scared him before had disappeared. He successfully found some gold and gems in the pile of bones.

In that chaotic era, he sold it at a low price and survived with difficulty. Later, the situation around him gradually improved, and he gradually lost his greed and did not want to steal things from death. However, he did not expect that once he made a mistake, he had Li Yingsheng. After Li Delai, who was angry several times, tried to kill him, Qing Bo returned to Guizhao Valley again and found the wooden box and a pile of scattered talismans from the flooded corpse pit. He had known that there were these things before, but Qing Bo always felt that he was a human and could not use the power of "demons and monsters". Unfortunately, Li Delai was too forced, so he had to fight back.

With the talismans, Qing Bo repeatedly saved his life. When Li Delai was angry, he saved his son's life several times when he wanted to kill Li Yingsheng, a "little bastard". It was not until Li Yingsheng had the ability to protect him that Qing Bo hid these talismans. However, as Li Yingsheng's orchard developed better and better, Li Delai felt unbalanced again and began to plan to find a reason to seize Li Yingsheng's orchard, and drove them from Lingxiao Town. Qing Bo was angry for a moment and used the talismans to use Li Delai's old house, which scared him to frighten him. He also used the mountain roads under the name of an earthquake so that Li Delai could not save his black hat. But he knew that Li Delai would sooner or later find him, and his old bone might not be able to withstand it, so he left this letter to expose Li Delai and not implicate his son Li Yingsheng...

Qing Bo’s letter is reasonable and well-founded between the lines, but Feng Rong asked, “Do you believe it?”

Zhu Mengtian's brows were knotted, "Not to mention how an old man ran up the mountain to arrange explosives... just how did he come from this explosives, I can't explain it clearly, right?"
Chapter completed!