The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

"No, I'm going to the police station tomorrow. I don't think you can figure it out by yourself. If it was that easy, Xiao Shenyang would not find a way to crack it?"

"He probably didn't expect it, but, yeah, I couldn't find it so easily, and I think it's a little bit fancy."

"Right, I said you think too much." She went to remove makeup and wash.

Jin Qingyan looked at the treasure map on his left hand, and then looked at the simple picture he drew on his right hand. He smiled dumbly, and then put away the drawings.

An Xiaomen washed back and climbed up / bed, leaning next to him, squinting slightly, "talk ..."

"Ok?"

"I'm sleepy."

"You're tired of running back and forth, sleep."

"You pat me."

He clapped her hand and patted her gently, "Sleep ... Sleep ... my dear baby Lemon ..."

"Oh ..." An Xiaomen, who was still sleepy, heard the lullaby he sang, and smiled indifferently. "What do you sing?"

"Coaxing you a long way to go, can you sleep?"

"Sleep, of course, husband, you say I have a lot to do, do you hate me?"

"No, how dare you."

"You just hated me, didn't you?"

"You man, I swear to God, absolutely nothing."

"..."

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The next day, An Xiaomen was going to the police station early in the morning, but was forcibly taken to Jin's old house by Jin Qingyan.

Father Jin came back from the hospital long ago. While sitting in the yard listening to the play, he saw directly that Jin Qingyan and An Xiaomen returned.

He had not forgotten each other in the hospital before. When he saw his son, he couldn't help humming. "Do you know how to come back?"

Jin Qingyan saw what he said, and immediately answered, "If your son and I don't come back all day and all year, you still don't want to kill me?"

Father Jin's throat was blocked and he gave him a glance, "What's up?"

"There are two things. The first is to look at you and see if you are calling friends and gamblers to come to the house for gambling. Second, naturally come back to see our old house."

"I don't gamble anymore, you don't have to ridicule me."

"Speaking of the fact that you haven't done it, just saying I don't believe it, Dad, I want to ask you something."

"what's up?"

"The layout of our old house, including the house where the garden garage maids live, hasn't changed for many years?"

Father Jin is unknown, "What do you ask this for?"

"Did you answer me?"

"Of course, don't you know this? Fengshui of our old house is not allowed to be disturbed. Where to build a house, we must build it in the style we have maintained before. This is the ancestral teaching.

"Dad, give me the layout of our house and ancestral tomb."

Father Jin wondered, "What are you doing?"

"Do nothing, you just give me."

"It's locked in a drawer in the study. The key is on my bedside. You can get it yourself."

Jin Qingyan nodded and led An Xiaomen into the main house.

I took the key to the study and found the layout.

After seeing the layout, An Xiaomeng was a little embarrassed.

She held the layout map in both hands, and after carefully reading it again, she looked at the treasure map in Jin Qingyan's hand.

"It seems that the problem I found is quite reliable." Jin Qingyan's blood seemed to boil, "Let's go."

"where to?"

He pointed to a central point on the treasure map, "here."

An Xiaomen followed him. After all, he was definitely the most familiar with Jin's old house and his ancestral tomb.

Walking and walking, actually approached along the direction of the ancestral tomb.

The Jin family's ancestral tombs buried all the Jin family's dead from ancient times to the present.

At a glance, the tombstones are very numerous, high and low, wide and thin.

Jin Qingyan said as he walked, "The more people who have prestige and credit for the Jin family, the bigger and wider the tombstone is."

"Which gravestone are we going to?"

"There." He pointed to the front. "The one next to the highest tombstone, did you see it?"

An Xiaomen was in a state of excitement and ran towards him. Jin Qingyan made a slight effort to stop her waist and flew up. It took almost a few seconds to reach the destination.

When the steps landed, An Xiaomen shook her body, Ding Qing looked at the tombstone in front of her.

Because he died too long, there are no photos.

Jin Yuanzhi was only 35 years old when he died.

"This young man died young."

Jin Qingyan nodded. "It seems that we need to open the tomb."

"Your dad must scold you. This is your ancestor's tomb, and you will not let it open."

"He scolded me a lot, not bad this time."

"..."

It turns out that when he was about to open the tomb, Father Jin really scolded him.

"You little bunny, what do you want to do, can our ancestor's grave be opened at will?"

"Dad, I have my reasons, not for no reason."

Father Jin told him explicitly, "I can't open it for whatever reason!"

However, Father Jin's words were useless. His son became bigger and his wings hardened. He could not do his own son long ago.

Jin Yuanzhi's tomb was forcibly opened.

After the descendants of the Jin family who had opened the tomb were retired, only Jin Qingyan and An Xiaomen who were present were present, not even Jin's father.

The coffin is surprisingly large. The tombstone is not very large on the surface, but it is actually much larger than expected.

This is no wonder.

The distance between each tombstone is also quite spacious.

The coffin was covered with a layer of golden / colored cloth.

The look under the cloth is not visible from above.

"You go down." An Xiaomen reached out and poked at the man's arm beside him. After all, he was the ancestor of his family, and he would not go down.

Jin Qingyan proceeded slowly, bending over the coffin and reaching out to lift the yellow / colored cloth.

There was no surprise before him that a corpse.

He straightened up and drew the entire cloth.

An Xiaomen looked down carefully. Visually speaking, there was nothing in the coffin except the bones.

There is indeed nothing, not even a funeral.

The two were a little hesitant and looked at each other.

An Xiaomen asked, "What's going on, there's nothing inside."

Jin Qingyan was also very surprised. If he took a closer look, he still found nothing.

"Is something wrong?"

Jin Qingyan compared the two drawings again and finally said, "Yes."

"There are quilts under the bones. Is there anything in the quilts?"

After listening to her say, Jin Qingyan didn't know how to start.

The quilt is under the corpse. If you want to see the quilt, you must move the corpse.

The Jin family had ancestral training. When a force majeure event occurred, the tombs of the ancestors could not be moved, no matter whether they had prestige or not.