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At that moment, Yang Na, having changed her clothes, walked over, holding a compass in her hand. "As far as I know, there is a remarkable place for preserving corpses within Lushan, but no one knows where it is. The Dragon Tiger Mountain Man has the numbers and must have found it, keeping Wei Ning there. Ha, this kid really has 'good luck.' I want to see who in this world has the ability to turn a corpse that has been dead for three years back into a living person. I suspect that Girl just wants to take Wei Zi's body and be buried together, making them a pair of underground lovebirds. We are just being used as tools."
Zhang Ye interrupted, "Regardless, Wei Ning is my brother. I can't let him rest in peace even in death. Even if it's just his corpse, I will definitely get him back and make him and my sister-in-law a pair of star-crossed lovers."
Wu Haozi nodded in agreement. Yang Na took out the compass, and the needle on it shook violently. She sighed, "To live as a hero and to die as a ghostly figure; Wei Zi can be considered a man. Even in death, his resentment is so heavy that it can be felt from this distance. Well, this saves us the trouble of searching. Following this will surely lead us to him. By then, Dragon Tiger Mountain will definitely have heavy guards. Follow my instructions and act according to the situation."
Zhang Ye had long been annoyed by this nagging woman, especially hearing her ramble on with flowery language made him even more irritated. He said, "When the time comes, I'll charge in and give them a volley first. I don't care if it's Dragon Tiger Mountain or whatever; whether they are human or ghost, I'll slice through them all. Let's see who dares to mess with me; even if they are ghosts, I want them to behave properly when they return to their coffins." He blew on the large knife in his hand and added, "It's been a while since I've had a good kill. Today, I'm going to make it worthwhile."
Yang Na sighed and said, "It's foolish to act rashly. Our goal is to exchange the least cost for the greatest benefit. In any case, do not act without orders when the time comes. Wait until it gets dark."
Wu Haozi also agreed with Yang Na. With the loss of support from his allies, Zhang Ye could only grunt in response while silently wiping his gun and knife repeatedly. However, this fierce man clearly did not take Yang Na's words to heart; it was uncertain what he would do when the time came.
Darkness fell as twilight enveloped them.
Yang Na tossed aside the can she had been holding and stood up straight. "It's about time; let's get started."
Zhang Ye, already impatient, swung his long knife with a grin and said, "That bitch Lin Lingsu, I'm coming for you."
Lin Lingsu stood gracefully; before her lay a low grave that was barely noticeable, covered with clusters of Lilac she had carefully cultivated, swaying gently in the wind. With a smile, she picked a bouquet and fashioned it into a wreath to place on the grave. Time had flown by; nearly three years had passed, yet Lin Lingsu seemed hardly changed at all. Her beautiful face bore an indescribable sense of weariness; though she wore no makeup, she possessed an uncommon sculptural beauty for women of her era—her eyes were clear and bright. Although she wore a simple spring outfit on this chilly evening, it accentuated her languid charm.
At the head of the grave stood two acacia trees that Lin Lingsu had transplanted at great expense from distant Taiwan. Their branches intertwined to create a natural alcove where she leaned against one of them quietly gazing at the grave as if she had countless words yet found none to express.
"I know you're here; every time I come by, I know you'll be here." Xu Suwen approached and glanced at the few large characters carved into the acacia tree with a knife before sighing deeply.
On the tree, it boldly read: “Grave of My Deceased Husband Wei Ning”
“Lin, you are too reckless. Luckily, we’ve kept our mouths shut. Every time the chairman comes, he covers for you. If he finds out about this, you’ll be in big trouble.”
Lin Lingsu didn’t even lift her head and asked, “Is there any news about Undying Bone?”
Xu Suwen wore a worried expression. “I’ve turned this planet upside down, but there’s still no news about Undying Bone. The three-year deadline is approaching. If… sigh… are you Ning the Old Ghost trying to set me up, putting me in a dead end?”
Lin Lingsu replied, “I knew it. If we can’t find Undying Bone, we’re both doomed. This time it’s all or nothing; there’s no room for a tie.”
Xu Suwen frowned. “I know, but what if we really lose? I think our plan might need to change; we should act sooner.”
Lin Lingsu didn’t respond and asked, “So, is there any news from over there?”
“Same old story. Everyone seems to have gone mad, searching everywhere for Wei Ning ’s Undying Bone. Ning the Old Ghost has become completely unhinged; he’s already executed two of my incompetent subordinates. I suspect that if I can’t find it soon, I’ll be next.”
Lin Lingsu said, “I’ve been thinking that perhaps we’ve fallen into a trap because everything seems too coincidental. Is it possible that someone powerful is manipulating all of this from behind the scenes? Even our capture of Wei Ning, the whole process might have been prearranged.”
Xu Suwen frowned. “What do you mean?”
Lin Lingsu coldly replied, “Don’t you think the Wei Family’s reaction to Wei Ning’s capture has been too indifferent? After all, he is their only bloodline; they seem far too unconcerned.”
“Maybe they know that we’ve already set up a Net of Earth, using Wei Ning as bait to lure them in?”
Lin Lingsu shook her head and said, "Wang Tuozi might be wary, the women of the Wei Family might be cautious, but there is one person we shouldn't forget—he is not afraid."
"Wei Xian Gui."
"That's right. I've been recalling that situation and that inexplicable figure. I've always suspected he is Wei Xian Gui, watching us from the shadows. In fact, everything might have been orchestrated by him."
"If that's the case, why would he do it?"
Lin Lingsu sighed and said, "You know the legend of the Wei Family and the Blood Corpses."
"Wei Xianjun, in order to fend off the Japanese Army's attacks, forcibly practiced the corpse-refining technique using stolen Solar Calendar methods, creating the Thirteen Blood Corpses. Then he placed a curse on the Wei Family that anyone under twenty-seven would die."
Lin Lingsu shook her head and replied, "That's just the official explanation propagated by Wei Xianjun. But you should know there are many twists to this story, right?"
"What do you mean?"
Lin Lingsu sighed again and said, "Wei Xianjun may not be as great as history portrays him, and Wei Xian Gui may not be as evil as he is depicted. History is merely a record of accusations from victors against the vanquished."
At that moment, a copper bell suddenly rang from a nearby tree. Lin Lingsu's expression changed as she said, "Not good, a 'good friend' has arrived."
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