Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 61 61: Shouldn't someone come to pry graves in the middle of the night like us?

The Xijiao Cemetery is a famous place in the entire capital, why is it famous?

Because ordinary people can't enter this kind of place, people who can enter this place and lie down have to meet many requirements.

Jiang Yi opened the door and got out of the car, and looked at Zuo Fei: "You wait for me here, I will come when I go, if I don't come out, you can stay here and don't move, so as not to be discovered."

"Jiang Yi," Zuo Fei saw that he was about to leave, and grabbed her wrist: "Can you tell me what you are going to do when you go in?"

"I have an old friend living here and I want to meet her."

Zuo Fei: ...

He looked at Jiang Yi, his back dripping with cold sweat, the old friend who lives in the cemetery, is that the dead?
"I'll go with you!" Zuo Fei was not as bold as Jiang Yi, but he didn't want to see her a girl... going to the cemetery alone at night.

"No, thank you, I'm very happy if you can send me here," Jiang Yi looked at Zuo Fei, and said tenderly, obviously trying to seduce the young man.

When Zuo Fei came back to his senses, Jiang Yi had slipped into the cemetery in a smear, avoiding the watchman's eyes.

With the help of little news today, she found her tombstone extremely quickly.

Looking at the photo on the tombstone, I felt a little dazed, looking at the smiling self, and sighed slightly: "Jiang Fu is still alive, Jiang Yi died."

The five flavors in my heart dissipated inexplicably at this time. The living person looked at his tombstone, except for some sighs, nothing else.

Jiang Yi walked around to the back and opened the fresh tomb box buried in the daytime. Yes, she came prepared and took a screwdriver from the Jiang family's toolbox.

Take Jiang's tools to pry the grave.

"Jiang...Jiang...Jiang Yi," Zuo Fei was worried that Jiang Yi would still follow him. The first time he saw Jiang Yi squatting on the ground to pry the grave, he was so frightened that all his souls scattered.

Jiang Yi was a little helpless, thinking: Children are troublesome.

"Come? Come and help me!"

Zuo Fei stood there trembling.

Staring at Jiang Yi is like watching a ghost.

"Are you crazy? Digging someone's grave?"

I dug my own grave, of course, Jiang Yi didn't dare to say that.

"If you continue to ink, the administrator will come up and arrest us in a while, and we will all be famous."

Zuo Fei still didn't dare, Jiang Yi rolled her eyes in her heart, stretched out her hand to push away Nuozhong's stone cover, and glanced at the clothes tomb inside, a set of work clothes she usually wears, and a wedding ring.

Jiang Yi watched, slightly dazed.

But only for a moment, she reached out and took off the nameplate and badge on the overalls, and then took out a hair rope from her schoolbag and put it in.

She took Jiang Fu's things away and put Jiang Yi's things on them.

A series of actions in one go.

Zuo Fei stood rigidly not far away looking at Jiang Yi, motionless.

Until Jiang Yi put a lot of effort into closing the stele, reached out and pulled his wrist, turned and ran away.

She just woke up.

It wasn't until he got in the car that Jiang Yi stopped panting.

Zuo Fei sat in the car, his whole body was limp.

Trembling eyes fell on her: "You are not Jiang Yi, are you?"

"Then who do you think I am?" Jiang Yi looked at him with a smile.

"You are Jiang Fu." Zuo Fei stared at Jiang Yi, wishing to see through her.

Jiang Yi still looked at her with a sweet smile: "I am Jiang Fu, why did I come to dig my own grave? Shouldn't I be lying in my own grave? Or do you think I have time-traveled? It's nothing to read more Read newspapers less novels and sleep more."

Jiang's neither serious nor serious words drifted past steadily.

Suddenly, a car light came from behind.

Jiang Yi held Zuo Fei's head and hid. She looked through the windshield and saw the 3456.

Fu Xiting?
What is he doing here?
Jiang Yi felt alert.

Zuo Fei wanted to follow Jiang Yi's gaze, but Jiang Yi held his head: "Let's go!"

Jiang Yi's words were urgent, far from the calmness he had just had when he talked with Zuo Fei.

Fu Xiting and Zuo Fei are not at the same level at all.

She was able to do a job with ease in front of Zuo Fei, but not necessarily in front of Fu Xiting.

In the cemetery at midnight, wave after wave of people ushered in.

Fu Xiting and Fang Chi walked to Jiang Fu's tombstone.

The man stared at Jiang Fu in the photo.

The hand hanging beside her tightened slightly.

"Sir? Open it?" Fang Chi looked at Fu Xiting, his tone a bit erratic.

"open it!"

Fang Chi understood, and reached out to pry open Jiang Fu's tomb. As soon as he opened it, he saw Jiang Fu's clothes.

Fu Xiting knelt down slowly, and put the emerald in his hand into it.

Looking at Jiang Fu's tomb, she was a little lost.

Speechless staring, making people panic.

"Let's go!"

Fu Xiting got up on his knees, but as soon as he stood up, he saw traces beside the stone cover: "Fang Chi, come and take a look."

Fang Chi looked over, a little surprised: "Could it be that the staff in the cemetery moved too much?"

"Shouldn't anyone come to pry the grave in the middle of the night like us!"

If this is the case, this Jiang Judgment is also very miserable. After death, wave after wave of people will come to pry the grave.

The veins on Fu Xiting's forehead twitched.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

"Let's go!"

Everyone is dead, and everyone is at ease, so what's the point of prying graves?
At the gate of Jiangnan Garden, Zuo Fei stopped the car and looked at Jiang Yi with suspicion.

"Can I know why?"

"No," Jiang Yi said in a flat tone, "because everyone has things they can't say, just like you didn't say anything when you saw me being bullied by my classmates. Can't say it."

It's easy for Jiang Yi to play with Zuo Fei.

At this time, she was staring at Zuo Fei, making him unable to escape, unable to escape.

"I'm sorry," Zuo Fei still chose to remain silent.

Jiang Yi held the corner of her lips: "Thank you for going out with me tonight."

"If it's possible——" she said tentatively, looking at Zuo Fei, as if she wanted some green tea.

Zuo Fei nodded slowly: "Don't worry, I won't say anything."

"Thank you."

The next day, as soon as news of the registration for the Capital University debate competition came out, the school exploded.

Everyone is talking.

Institutions of higher learning are not short of masters, but they are not necessarily without rookies.

For example - Jiang Yi.

Everyone was invisibly surprised when they saw Jiang Yi's name.

"What is she here for? To gather the number of people?"

"An art student here for a debate? Talk about piano grades? Talk about Beethoven?"

"It's funny, isn't this a waste of everyone's time?"

Conversations rang out one after another, and some people outside the crowd complained about Jiang Yi: "Everyone, don't look down on others. He has been favored by teachers in class recently."

"That can't change the fact that she had a scandal at the beginning. She was engaged and went out to mess around. I don't know if she has brains or no brains."

(End of this chapter)