Under one person: I am the strongest hairstylist!

"Well, baby, call me if you have anything to do. I have some important things to deal with now, and I'll help you when I'm done." Xu San said.

"Well, it's okay, I can handle it."

After putting away his luggage and getting into the car, Lu Wuwei took out his phone and opened the navigation software to take a look.

"It's okay. It's estimated to be three and a half hours. It's only 08:30, so I should be there by noon... Do you want to sleep a little longer?" Lu Wuwei said.

"Hurry up, get there before ten o'clock." Feng Baobao said.

"Are you sure? If I arrive in an hour and a half, I will have to speed all the way, and it's not a normal speeding." Lu Wuwei said.

"It's okay, if something goes wrong, find Xu Si." Feng Baobao said.

Hey, it kinda rhymes!

"Okay, then you sit still, I want... to find a bg"

Accompanied by the music of Catch Shrimp Husband, Lu Wuwei kicked the accelerator to the end, and the Liuling Shenche rushed out with a whizz, the acceleration was faster than that of a supercar!

"Your car... feels faster than Xu San's." Feng Baobao said.

"This is where it is, this is the second gear!" Lu Wuwei smiled triumphantly, but did not continue to accelerate.

He hasn't left the city yet, and the road conditions are a bit complicated. If he speeds up, he should not be able to react.

Driving all the way to the high speed and directly taking the alien passage, Lu Wuwei let go of his hands and feet and accelerated as much as he wanted, and he didn't stop accelerating until he reached 300 yards.

300 yards is not the speed limit of this magic car, but it is the limit of its stability.

"It's only 300 and it's gone. It seems that we need to continue to strengthen the body...or add a load of cargo to increase the weight." Lu Wuwei said.

"Your car is much more powerful than Xu San's car. You should be able to get there in an hour at the current speed?" Feng Baobao asked.

"It's about the same, but it's a pity that the refining speed is not enough, otherwise I will directly fly you to the destination with the qi imperial chariot!" Lu Wuwei said.

"Can't you defend now?" Feng Baobao blinked his eyes and asked suspiciously: "I think Xu San has already resisted a rock that is about the size of a car."

"Yu is able to control, but ordinary cars consume too much energy to control, and there is no way to control them for a long time. When I use a refining tool to increase the refining speed of this car, I can control it for a long time." Lu Wuwei explained road.

Strictly speaking, controlling objects and mind control is not a kind of ability, and controlling things can be regarded as a variant of mind control.

Yuwu is to temper the natal magic weapon through secret methods on the basis of mind control, which is more specialized than mind control.Although Yuwu can also control other objects except the natal magic weapon, the effect is not good, so it is generally not used to control other objects.

However, although the ability to control objects obtained by the Sword Immortal Sect through acquired skills is very troublesome to cultivate, and the speed of cultivation is much slower than that of Xiantian Yiren, it is very strong.

In the case of the same strength, it can not only compare the specialization with the real object control ability, but also compare the versatility with the mind control ability!

After chatting, after a while, when he saw the toll booth warning sign ahead, Lu Wuwei hurriedly turned the steering wheel and flew directly from the expressway.

Noticing Feng Baobao's puzzled gaze, before she could ask, Lu Wuwei gave an explanation.

"There are too many surveillance cameras on the expressway. We may have been targeted. We may be stopped by the expressway police when we arrive at the toll booth. It's better to bypass it just in case." Lu Wuwei explained.

Bypassing the tollbooth, Lu Wuwei used Yuwu's ability to control the Liuling Shenche to jump back to the highway again and continue to gallop forward.

Like a bouncing car, it swishes out and swishes back, it's always fun to drive.

However, it is conceivable that Lu Wuwei's behavior will definitely be noticed by the regulatory authorities, and will definitely be reported all the way to Nadutong Company in the end, and may be handed directly to Xu San's desk.

In that case...it would be too convenient for Xu San to wipe their butts!

Jumping left and right in a cycle, an hour later, the two of them arrived at the LZ area where Zhang Xilin's hometown is located.

After getting off the highway, the road conditions became complicated again, and the forward speed of Lu Wuwei and Feng Baobao dropped greatly.

Fortunately, the lead ahead was big enough, Feng Baobao didn't urge to drive faster, Lu Wuwei drove steadily and continued to the final destination according to the navigation prompts.

During the period, Xu San sent Lu Wuwei a fake identity fabricated for him. Lu Wuwei glanced at it and didn't look at it again, because it was too simple.

Most of the content is his real experience, only the school life is fake, which is easy to remember.

Driving all the way to the town, Lu Wuwei was about to follow the navigation to continue to the village, but Feng Baobao suddenly asked him to drive another road.

Under Feng Baobao's command, Lu Wuwei left the town and continued to drive until there was a sign and a wooden fence prohibiting traffic.

"Is the cemetery in the mountain? It looks like the police have already arrived... Have you been here before?" Lu Wuwei asked after glancing at the police car not far ahead.

"Well, I've been here once." Feng Baobao said.

"Shall I drive the car in? Or..."

"Let's just walk over there."

Saying that, Feng Baobao got out of the car, took off the suitcase and walked forward. Seeing this, Lu Wuwei also hurriedly got out of the car.

Following Feng Baobao along the forest path, Feng Baobao was very silent along the way, dragging the suitcase and moving forward silently without saying a word.

Although Feng Baobao doesn't like to talk usually, Lu Wuwei always feels that today's Feng Baobao is different from her usual, and the whole person's state is not right.

If he had to describe it, Lu Wuwei felt that there was a poem that was barely suitable: closer to the hometown is more timid.

Chapter 15 The Zhang family's daughter-in-law is very dangerous

Not long after walking through the secluded woods, Lu Wuwei heard a faint chattering voice coming from ahead.

After walking for a while, there was an open space ahead.

The open space was in a mess, many tombstones were inserted in disorder in the obviously overturned land, many people stood around and whispered, and several policemen walked and observed among the tombstones.

"It's really messed up, Sister Bao'er, what should we do? Why don't we find a place to hide and wait for them to leave before we look for clues?" Lu Wuwei asked in a low voice.

Feng Baobao didn't speak, and walked straight towards a middle-aged male policeman who looked like the leader, pulling the suitcase.

"What's going on here?" Feng Baobao asked.

The middle-aged policeman who just took out his mobile phone turned his head and looked at Feng Baobao suspiciously, then at Lu Wuwei, his sharp eyes seemed to be able to read people's hearts.

Seeing Lu Wuwei, a fledgling law-abiding young man, turned his head with a little guilt, but Feng Baobao, a veteran extra-legal fritter, was not afraid of him, and looked at him calmly without blinking.

"You are?" asked the middle-aged policeman.

"The one over there is the grave of my grandfather Zhang Xilin, and I'm his granddaughter." Feng Baobao pointed to the tombstone next to him and said.

Her voice was terrifyingly calm, with no fluctuations at all. Lu Wuwei couldn't help but cover his face when he heard it, thinking that you have directly exposed it!

How could a little girl be so calm when she saw this scene, not to mention that it was her grandfather's grave that was dug up!

"Zhang Xilin's granddaughter?" The middle-aged policeman narrowed his eyes: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"This is my ID card. If you don't believe me, you can contact the local police to verify it." Feng Baobao said calmly, then turned his head and waved to Lu Wuwei: "Brother, show him your ID card too."

"I don't think there's any need for this, right? I'm not your real brother, I just came here with you." Lu Wuwei smiled sarcastically, and really couldn't figure out why Baobao Feng was so confident.

The police didn't ask you to give your ID card to the police, but what you gave was a fake ID card!

"Baby Zhang...you mean you are Zhang Yude's daughter?" The middle-aged policeman continued to ask after taking a glance at the ID card.

"The Zhang family moved to this village 14 years ago. Family members: Zhang Xilin, widowed; Zhang Yude, widowed; the family also has a grandson, Zhang Chulan, who is 19 years old this year..."

"I know this, it's also widowed!" Lu Wuwei interrupted suddenly: "Speaking of which, the daughter-in-law of the Zhang family is really miserable, a proper high-risk occupation!"

Feng Baobao: ...

Middle-aged policeman: ...

Where are you from, Dobby?

"Who are you? What is your relationship with Baby Zhang?" asked the middle-aged policeman.

Lu Wuwei: ...

I shouldn't talk too much because I'm so meowy, it's all right now, I'm being targeted.

"Ah, my name is Lu Wuwei. I'm Zhang Baobao's godbrother and her junior brother... We are both students of Nanbukai University." Lu Wuwei said.

"Lu Wuwei..." The middle-aged policeman took a deep look at Lu Wuwei, then turned to look at Feng Baobao: "What are you here for?"

"Tomb-sweeping day, my mother asked me to come to worship the ancestors." Feng Baobao said.

"But it seems that there is no need to sacrifice now, the graves have been dug up, and the paper may not be transferred after burning, and the wrong account may be transferred." Lu Wuwei said.

Middle-aged policeman: ...

These siblings seem to be... not quite right in their minds!

One is calm and scary, and the other is... not very impressive.

Cough!

Clearing his throat, the middle-aged policeman turned to look at Feng Baobao, who could at least communicate normally: "Why have I never heard of Zhang Yude and your daughter?"

"My mother is the woman Zhang Yude used to look for outside behind his wife's back. She only told me these things recently." Feng Baobao said calmly.

"Really...do you all live in your family now? Zhang Yude is there too?" The middle-aged policeman asked after taking another look at Feng Baobao's ID card.

"Sorry, I don't want to talk about that man right now." Feng Baobao said.

"Uncle policeman, my sister is not a suspect, so don't inquire about other people's family affairs."

Lu Wuwei said, and at the same time stepped forward two steps to Zhang Xilin's grave to have a look.

"But what happened to this old man's grave? Why is there nothing? Could it be that some unscrupulous real estate developer is here to play tricks and play tricks to scare people? Shouldn't the next step be to say that the feng shui here is not good? Is it suitable for burying people? Speaking of which, the scenery here is really good, and it is very suitable for developing a holiday villa."

As soon as Lu Wuwei mentioned the real estate developer and the development of resort villas, the surrounding villagers immediately had a heated discussion, and some even burst out with foul language.

Real estate developers are not likable, if they want to demolish their own houses, that's fine, maybe they can make a fortune, but this is the village tomb of their village, so how can they move casually with so many ancestors buried here?

"Be quiet, everyone!"

"We will investigate the situation here."

The middle-aged policeman glanced at the surrounding villagers who suddenly raised their voices and said.

"So far, I haven't heard of any real estate developers coming to develop this area. Please calm down and don't speculate."

"Who else would dig this kind of cemetery except real estate developers, and even dug up the inner and outer coffins. It can't be that the old man's inner and outer coffins are made of some rare wood? The legendary golden nanmu? Or huanghuali ?” Lu Wuwei continued.

"I don't know about that, maybe you can ask the people around, they are all locals." The middle-aged policeman said.

"Forget it, I don't care about any wood. Sister Bao'er, do you still want to worship your ancestors? How about we go back to the town to find something to eat, and call auntie to report the situation." Lu Wuwei said.

Feng Baobao glanced at the empty grave of Zhang Xilin, then looked at the surrounding ground, and nodded.

"Okay, let's go back first." Feng Baobao said.

"Come on, when I came here, I saw that there is a fried chicken restaurant in the town, why don't we eat there at noon?"