My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 1492 A ridiculous idea

Liu Mingzhi looked at Ling Yang's suspicious expression while holding the jade pendant, and felt slightly at a loss in his heart.

"Could it be that someone deliberately tried to mislead us with that information?"

Holding the jade pendant, Ling Yang shook his head with an uncertain face: "This possibility is not ruled out, but what is his purpose for doing this?"

"Let us bear the name of unfilial piety?"

"Great disobedience may leave some criticism, but it doesn't have any loss for us, does it?"

"And we are the only ones who know that we opened the coffin for autopsy. Qi Yun, Miss Yun Shu, Wei Er and the others don't need to say much about their feelings for you. Naturally, they won't spread the word about it and let you bear the name of being unfilial. "

"As for me, I won't be so stupid as to spread the word about digging up my parents' graves."

Hearing this, Liu Mingzhi bowed his head and pondered for a moment.

"In other words, the authenticity of the content above the intelligence is actually quite sure."

Ling Yang hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"maybe!"

Liu Mingzhi hesitated for a moment, squatted down in the coffin again, and raised his hand to gently tug at the rotting brocade clothes.

Seeing this, Ling Yang also looked over.

Looking quietly at the exposed bones, Liu Mingzhi groped with his fingers.

"Looking at the bone quality, the age of 40 years old is almost the same as that of the third uncle. It can be seen from the pubic bone that it is a man and the identity of the third uncle is very consistent."

"Could it be that this skeleton really belongs to Third Uncle, have we really been misled?"

Ling Yang looked at the bones in the coffin, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Besides these, is there any other way to tell if this skeleton is my father?"

Liu Mingzhi shook his head regretfully: "It's been so many years, I can only guess like this."

"Unless third uncle is obviously different from ordinary people."

Ling Yang was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and pondered: "A different place?"

After thinking for a long time, Ling Yang's eyes lit up and he suddenly pointed at the calf bone of the skeleton hit by the arrow.

"When my father exterminated bandits back then, his left leg was unfortunately shot by a stray arrow and injured his bones. If it hadn't been for the rejuvenation of Sai Huatuo under your father's command, my father might have become a lame man long ago. Although the wound was healed, But there should be scars from the past on the bones."

"Look quickly!"

Liu Mingzhi exhaled lightly, hesitantly picked up the leg bone under his feet and looked it over.

When he saw the trace left by the arrow on the leg bone, Liu Mingzhi's eyes revealed a sense of relief, but also a look of surprise and doubt.

Liu Mingzhi saw the marks on the bones, and Ling Yang naturally saw them clearly.

The confusion in the eyes is self-evident.

Everything showed that this skeleton was his own father Ling Daoming.

Liu Mingzhi glanced at the other two skeletons, with inextricable doubt on his face.

Carefully put the leg bones back to the original place, Liu Mingzhi reached out and took the jade talisman in Ling Yang's hand and put it back in the original place, and jumped out of the coffin with a light jump.

Looking at Ling Yang who was also at a loss, Young Master Liu sighed melancholy.

The two brothers are at a loss now, and things seem to be a bit beyond their expectations.

"Really third uncle?"

"Facts speak louder than words!"

Liu Mingzhi turned around and glanced at the coffin on one side, with lingering doubt in his eyes.

With a long sigh, Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly.

"Seal the coffin!"

Ling Yang nodded hesitantly, kowtowed a few times to the coffin, picked up the sword stuck on the ground and walked slowly towards the distance until he completely disappeared.

Seeing this, Young Master Liu nodded with a wry smile.

I started to tidy up the sealing of the coffin by myself.

After a few sticks of incense, Young Master Liu knelt in front of the newly piled tomb, lit another ingot candle, kowtowed a few times, and walked towards the third daughter of Qi Yun not far away with complicated expressions.

The third uncle and the two aunts have spirits in heaven, so don't blame the children for disturbing them.

The boy is completely stunned now, and he always feels that there are two invisible big hands covering the top of the boy's head, manipulating everything about him.

In the dark, the baby's feeling is getting clearer and clearer, but he just can't grasp anything.

Perhaps the child is under too much pressure and has fantasies about being persecuted.

But the boy is very aware of how sober he is now.

This passive feeling is really uncomfortable.

"Yun'er, Wei'er, Yun Shu, let's go back!"

Hearing Eldest Young Master Liu's voice, the three girls rushed up to meet him.

Ling Wei'er's pretty face looked at First Young Master Liu with a tangled look: "Brother Zhi, is it inside?"

Liu Mingzhi frowned slightly, looked at Ling Weier with a complicated expression and nodded hesitantly: "Third Uncle, it should be!"

Ling Wei'er looked painful and disappointed, and sighed slightly.

"Brother Zhi, Wei'er is feeling uncomfortable and sad now, can you understand my current mood?"

"Yes, Wei'er, the deceased is gone, let her pass the past."

Ling Weier nodded slightly, glanced at the newly piled tomb not far away, walked towards the horse beside her, grabbed the water bag on the horse's back and handed it to First Young Master Liu.

"Brother Zhi, wash your hands."

"it is good!"

Young Master Liu could smell the rotten stench on his body now, took the water bag from Ling Wei'er and began to wash it gently.

Qi Yun's two daughters also hurriedly took off the water bag and handed it to First Young Master Liu, for fear that one water bag would not be enough.

After cupping tea, Young Master Liu felt that his body was much cleaner. He returned the water bag to the three daughters, looked back at the graves of Ling Daoming and his wife, got on his horse and turned the horse's head towards the south of Jinling City.

"Go pay homage to Sister Ruyi, and then we'll head back home!"

The three women also got on the horse and turned around. Ling Weier looked around on the horse, but did not find Ling Yang's figure.

He looked a little disappointed, and looked at First Young Master Liu with regret.

"Brother Zhi, brother has left again?"

"Yeah, he's getting more and more out of control!"

"Sometimes even I don't know what he is busy with. After the third uncle passed away, his temperament has changed a lot!"

Ling Weier sighed slightly.

"Forget it, as long as he is fine, Wei'er can rest assured, let's pay homage to Sister Ruyi first."

The hooves of the horses rolled, and the four horses trampled on the muddy snow and rushed towards the south of the city.

Liu Mingzhi hadn't paid homage to this girl Ruyi for a long time after years of being away, and now, taking the opportunity of his third uncle, he happened to go to pay homage to her to make up for the guilt he felt back then.

Ruyi has been going on for ten years now, how many decades can there be in life.

Even so, Liu Mingzhi still couldn't let go of Ruyi's tragic death because of him.

If she wasn't a bad person back then, maybe this little girl would have a good place to belong now.

The four of them disappeared along the muddy path together with their war horses, and a figure flashed lightly around Ling Daoming's grave. It was Ling Yang who had just left with his sword in his arms.

Glancing at the newly piled tomb, Ling Yang held his breath and looked around, before leaping towards the woods not far away.

Picking a tree with a thick trunk, Ling Yang leaped lightly and landed on the trunk, hiding his figure.

His eyes just landed on the tomb dozens of steps away. Although it was blocked by dead branches, his vision was already good.

Half an hour, half an hour, an hour.
As the sky darkened, Ling Yang quietly felt the cold wind howling above the tree trunk, and stared intently at the grave not far away.

After the afterglow of the sun completely disappeared, there were not even a single bird left in front of the tomb, let alone a human figure.

There was a lot of disappointment in Ling Yang's cold eyes, and he closed his eyes in resignation.

There is a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth!
"Back to life, how could I have such a ridiculous idea!"

When Ling Yang opened his eyes again, there was a hint of resignation.

Leaping down the tree trunk lightly, Ling Yang's figure disappeared under the dim sky.

Only one solitary tomb was left standing in the cold wind.

(End of this chapter)