Lu Muqing is not uncommon, and whoever is the one who will kill him is not necessarily true!

Several large areas of mountains are full of neat rows of concrete cemeteries. For some wealthy people, the tombs are carved with marble and other fine craftsmanship.

Go up a few tens of meters from the parking lot on the side of the road and enter the Xianjiushan Cemetery.

At the entrance gate of the cemetery, there is a three-meter-high stone column on the left and right sides of the road. A large stone plaque is held between the two columns. Four large black characters are inlaid on the stone plaque: Return to Nature.

Passed under the stone plaque and entered the tomb area. From time to time, tomb sweepers burned the Ming candle paper money in front of the stele.

After a short walk, Lu Muqing led Lu Guangmiao to a cemetery, "This is my father Lu Yuan's grave."

Only the simple "Tomb of Lu Yuan" is engraved on the stele, and there is no such thing as birthday or death.

"My dad said before he died that he didn't want others to worry about it, so keep everything simple." Lu Muqing explained, "At that time, I hadn't returned to the Lu family, although I made some money as a bodyguard. But I also mind that my father left me behind. With my mother, it only cost 10,000 to 20,000 yuan to build the simplest cemetery."

When Lu Guangmiao saw his son's grave, his wrinkled old face did not show too much expression.

Bai Jingxuan seems to have nothing to do with herself.

"It's grandpa, you..." Lu Muqing asked, "After I returned to Lu's house, you never said that you want to come and see my father's tomb. Are you and him really so deep in the festival?"

"Shut up!" Lu Guangmiao didn't want to mention what happened back then. It can be seen that he hates Lu Yuan very much.

"Grandpa, no matter what, you and my dad are also biological fathers and sons. How can there be an overnight feud?" Lu Muqing tugged at his sleeve. "No matter how wrong he is, you forgive him."

"Some mistakes can never be made up." Lu Guangmiao's tone was heavy, and when he spoke, he looked at Bai Jingxuan.

Bai Jingxuan knew that if she was really a daughter of the Lu family, then there was an unsolvable hatred between her father and Lu Guangmiao.

Lu Yuan was missing for decades, and the Lu family did not look for it.

If it weren't for the death of the Lu family's bloodline, I believe Lu Guangmiao would not look for the only surviving granddaughter.

"Open the coffin!" Lu Guangmiao waved his hand, and the bodyguard who had been ordered to arrive on the side picked up the shovel, crowbar and other tools prepared in advance to pry open the cemetery.

Lu Muqing hurriedly stopped in front with an anxious expression, "Grandpa, what are you doing!"

"Is my ear deaf?" Lu Guangmiao shouted, "Didn't you hear what you just said?"

"My dad is already in the soil for peace. How can you disturb him?" Lu Muqing opened his arms, "You are going to dig a grave and step over my corpse!"

Lu Guangmiao gestured, and a bodyguard stepped forward and dragged her away.

If as usual, with her skill, she can directly hit the opponent on the ground, now she has become an ordinary woman, unable to use her fists and feet.

"Grandpa, grandpa, no!" Lu Muqing cried hoarsely from the side, "You will regret it if you do this!"

The more she stopped, Lu Guangmiao felt that there was a problem, "This tomb is too shabby. My father digs his son's grave and relocates him a good acupuncture point, it is justified."

"There are ashes inside, right?" He Qiang asked curiously, "I don't know. Can the ashes be subjected to DNA identification after thousands of degrees of high temperature?"

"I don't know." It turned out to be Lu Muqing who answered her, "Yes. It's best to identify it. My dad probably wants to go back to Lu's house too." She looked calm, as if he had no ghosts in his heart.