Super Golden Eye

Fang Yang followed Wang Siming and came to Qiudi's grave again. I saw several offerings that Wang Siming had found from nowhere, placed them in front of the monument, and lit three incense sticks.

Wang Siming bowed respectfully three times in front of Qiudi's grave: "Qiudi, although we are not destined to grow old together in this life, I hope we can stay together in the next life.

There is no way to escape the matter between Su Lan and the child. If it disturbs your rest, I will give everything I have to comfort your soul in heaven! "

After speaking, Wang Siming kowtowed three times. The wound on his forehead that Gao Suyun had just stopped was bleeding again. But as if he didn't notice it, he picked up a shovel from the side and started digging one by one.

Although this is a new grave, it is not buried very deep due to various reasons. But after all, Wang Siming didn't have any cultivation skills, and he didn't do much physical work. After just a dozen shovels, sweat appeared on his forehead and his breathing became rapid.

Fang Yang kindly stepped forward and said, "Third uncle, you rest for a while, and I will dig for you."

Who would have thought that Wang Siming decisively refused: "No! I won't let anyone disturb Qiudi!" After saying that, he took off his coat and continued digging.

According to Fang Yang's observation, Qiudi's coffin was not deep, only about one meter underground, which was considered a shallow burial. Because the time is still short and the floating soil has not been compacted, it is relatively easy.

Despite this, it took Wang Siming nearly three hours to fully reveal it. When the last shovel was dug out, Wang Siming's hands were covered with blood blisters and he was almost exhausted.

But he took a short rest and then pried open Qiudi's coffin with his own hands. When the coffin lid opened, Fang Yang and Wang Siming were both stunned.

It has been more than a year since Qiudi passed away, but his body showed no signs of decay at all! However, some dark marks could be clearly seen on the exposed skin on her face and hands.

Wang Siming threw himself on Qiu Di's body and cried out in pain: "Qiu Di! Who is it! Who made you like this?! I must find him to avenge you!"

Fang Yang carefully checked the black mark on Qiu Di's body. The aura remaining on it was exactly the same as the evil aura on the ghost-attracting talisman!

Seeing this, Fang Yang was absolutely sure that it was Qiudi who secretly helped Gao Sulan resist the evil ghost!

But she had just acquired a ghost body and was not very strong, so she ended up completely defeated. But it also succeeded in delaying time and consuming Li Gui's strength, allowing Gao Sulan and her son to save a glimmer of hope.

After understanding the cause and effect, Fang Yang patted Wang Siming gently: "Uncle, please forgive me. Now I am sure that Miss Qiudi is the one who secretly helped you.

Although she has been estranged from you, she uses another way to convey her love and nostalgia for you. Find an auspicious day and bury her alive. "

Wang Siming threw himself on Qiu Di and cried silently. Although Fang Yang felt uncomfortable, he couldn't say anything more. He shook his head, turned around and left quietly.

As soon as he came out of the back garden, he saw Qingmei standing there waiting for him: "Mr. Fang, the master of the house invites you to come over and discuss something."

Fang Yang said politely: "Then please ask Miss Qingmei to lead the way."

Because Gao Sulan and her son are safe, Gao Yuhua will naturally not stay here forever. After all, as the head of the family, she still has a lot to deal with.

Qingmei took Fang Yang directly to a study room in front, signaled Fang Yang to wait a moment, knocked gently on the door, and reported respectfully: "Master, Mr. Fang has arrived."

Gao Yuhua's voice came from the door: "Let him come in."

"Yes," Qingmei pushed the door open and made an inviting gesture to Fang Yang: "Mr. Fang, please come inside."

"Thank you," Fang Yang thanked him and walked into the study.

Gao Yuhua was still dressed in gauze as before. He was looking at something at his desk normally. He raised his hand slightly and said, "Sit down for a while. It will only take three minutes. There is tea and snacks on the coffee table. If you are hungry, you can eat something first."

"Don't be in a hurry, I have plenty of time anyway." Fang Yang smiled and sat down on the chair. I poured Huaicha, but had no intention of drinking it.

Soon, Gao Yuhua finished handling the things at hand, then put down his pen, sat back on the chair, and gently rubbed his temples: "I have to say, your performance exceeded my expectations, and I was very impressed. embarrassment."

Fang Yang sat down with the tea cup in his hand and said with an inexplicable smile on his face: "Why are you embarrassed? Are you embarrassed about whether to keep me in the Gao family forever?"

Originally it was just an almost sarcastic remark, but unexpectedly Gao Yuhua nodded very seriously: "Yes, I have seriously considered whether to keep you forever.

How old are you? Less than thirty, right? With his current strength, he is even more of a rare Feng Shui master. As long as you don’t die midway, your future is limitless!

I believe you can guess which side we are from. Although it seems that the big forces have three branches and one family, the four major families, in fact, the only one we really pay attention to is the Qingchengshan family!

And you happen to be a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain. If there is any conflict in the future, your presence will cause heavy losses to the Demon Spirit Clan! "

"But you think it's better to keep me, don't you? I really want to know what your starting point is?" Fang Yang understood that since Gao Yuhua said these things to him, he had no intention of killing him.

Gao Yuhua looked at Fang Yang quietly, which made him a little uncomfortable, so he drank from the tea cup again.

At this moment, Gao Yuhua's eyes flashed with a cunning look, and he suddenly said: "If I marry you, will you agree?"

"Pfft~~" Fang Yang couldn't hold it back and spit out all the tea in his mouth. Fortunately, he temporarily turned his head, and Gao Yuhua and the documents on the desk were spared.

"Ahem~~" Fang Yang almost lost his breath due to the violent coughing. He finally felt better and looked at Gao Yuhua with a face full of surprise:

"If you told me that what you just said was a joke, then I would feel more real. The head of the Gao family would actually like me, a poor little man? Who would believe it!"

Gao Yuhua said slowly: "The eldest son of the Fang family, extremely talented, and the disciple of the Seventh Son of Qingcheng, a Feng Shui master that is rare to find in the world, not to mention a net worth of hundreds of billions.

If these identities are added together, some people say that he is a down-and-out little person. So I want to ask, what does it mean to be a successful person? "

"Uh..." Fang Yang was speechless for a moment, but he still wanted to clarify the matter: "That's just good luck.

Besides, with the status and talent of the family head, I’m afraid there will be many suitors, right? There are more people who are better than me, so don’t make fun of me. "

"I'm serious, I'm not joking." Gao Yuhua leaned forward slightly: "As for the reason, it's not convenient to tell you now.

Of course, if you agree with my suggestion, then we are a family. Whatever you want to know, I can tell you. "

"Stop it, I don't think about too many things." Fang Yang was startled: "Maybe you are encountering some difficulties now. If you need my help, I will consider it. But we should not talk about forced marriage anymore. Bar?"