Yang Zong's Analysis

"Alright, you guys can go back now. I'll let you know if I get any news!"

After talking for a while, Old Master Liu saw that Fatty Lin was rambling on and on, trying to linger there. He glared at Fatty Lin and said with a laugh, "You little brat, you're nothing like your grandpa! You're such a shameless brat!"

"Second Master, my master said the same thing!" Fatty Lin said with a grin.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!"

Master Liu looked somewhat helpless and pointed outside.

"Why are you so angry? I had to teach you a lesson!" Fatty Lin said with a grin, his main characteristic being his thick skin.

After we finished packing, we took Zhang Fang and the other two and said goodbye.

After getting in the car, Fatty Lin still couldn't hide his excitement, but since Zhang Fang and the other two were there, there were some things he couldn't say. So I asked him to call Aunt Xiao to let her know he was safe.

When the call was made, Aunt Xiao laughed heartily upon learning that Zhang Fang was safe and sound, saying that the car had been given to them, saving them from being without a means of transportation when they went out.

When we arrived at Zhuanghu Village, we had to bring Zhang Fang and the other two people, plus the altar, which was quite a lot of stuff. My car couldn't fit everything, so Aunt Xiao arranged a van for me.

This car is actually quite ordinary for Aunt Xiao; it's a Jinbei Haishi, but it's not cheap either. It's the flagship model with a 2.4L engine, and the total cost of a new car is nearly 250,000 yuan.

Don't let Aunt Xiao's sharp tongue fool you; when she's being generous, she can be incredibly generous.

After returning to the capital, I sent Zhang Fang to Aunt Xiao's place, but his two classmates absolutely refused to let me take him there.

After briefly explaining what happened to Aunt Xiao, my brother and I went back to the shop.

Before I could even settle in, Mr. Yang called.

"What are you doing, you lunatic?"

After the call connected, Yang's somewhat somber voice came through.

"I went to Zhuanghu Village this afternoon to take care of some things. What's up, Lao Yang? You seem a bit off!" I said.

"Are you and Fatty all set for tonight?" Boss Yang asked.

"Nothing, what's up? Having fun?" I asked.

"I'll take you two somewhere!" said President Yang.

"Where to?" Fatty Lin asked, leaning closer.

"I'll pick you two up in a bit, I'll call you when I get there!"

Mr. Yang gave an irrelevant answer, threw down a sentence, and hung up the phone.

"Why are you being so secretive?"

I muttered something to myself, but didn't pay any attention.

Mr. Yang often pulls these little tricks to give us small surprises.

Less than ten minutes later, my phone rang.

"Come down, I'm downstairs!"

After the call connected, Mr. Yang's voice became even more subdued.

"It doesn't look like we're going to have a blast!" I said.

"Who cares? We'll find out when we get there!" said Fatty Lin.

As we went downstairs and got into the car, Fatty Lin and I noticed that President Yang had a furrowed brow and lacked the usual enthusiasm and exuberance we had when we met.

Fatty Lin's eyes darted around, and he teased, "What's wrong, Lao Yang? Gone?"

"fart!"

Yang uttered a single word, rubbed his temples, and said, "I've been disgusted these past two days. Good brothers should share the burden; I can't be the only one feeling disgusted, you all have to feel disgusted too!"

"Holy crap, Lao Yang, you've gone astray!"

Fatty Lin nodded at President Yang, then asked, "Old Yang, what disgusted you?"

"You'll find out when we get there!" President Yang said mysteriously.

"Oh, by the way, we need to hand in our phones when we get there. Don't worry about it, I have to hand mine in too!"

Mr. Yang added.

"Old Yang, Brother Yang, can you give me some inside information? I'm not at ease with you like this!" I said.

"Don't worry, it's just a meal!" said President Yang.

"The food wasn't disgusting; they didn't do that 'eat your own excrement' thing like the Japanese!"

Seeing that I was a little worried, Mr. Yang added a sentence.

"That's good!"

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Previously, Mr. Yang told us about the special foods of the Japanese, which almost made us vomit.

No matter how young or innocent a girl is, she still pees out.

Mr. Yang didn't want to say more, so my brother and I didn't ask any further. We'll find out soon enough.

"By the way, what work did you guys do this afternoon?"

"Mr. Yang asked."

"Damn it, I almost got killed!"

When this was mentioned, Fatty Lin cursed.

Tell me!

Mr. Yang became interested.

"OK!"

Fatty Lin cleared his throat and began to tell the story vividly.

"Old Yang, do you think Zhao Jing'er will be dealt with by the forces behind her after this? Not only did she fail to get anything out of us, she also exposed her true colors!"

After saying that, Fatty Lin asked.

After a moment's thought, President Yang said, "Fatty, I think that after this incident, Zhao Jing'er will not only not be punished by the forces behind her, but will actually be rewarded!"

Why?

My brother and I asked the question almost at the same time.

Why?

Mr. Yang smiled and said, "I'm asking you, is the Zhuanghu Village area going to be developed?"

"yes!"

Lin the Fat and I nodded at the same time.

It is said that the documents have been issued and the villages of Mutianyu and Weidian, which are close to Mutianyu, have already begun development.

"Once development begins, do you think that old house will just sit there untouched because of the rumors of it being haunted?"

"Mr. Yang asked."

"Won't!"

I shook my head.

That's for sure. The Lin residence is in a great location, and if it's developed, it's bound to be affected.

"That's it! In six months to a year, the secret beneath that house will be discovered, and that will definitely be big news. Rather than that, we should take advantage of the fact that it hasn't been developed yet and expose it to minimize the impact!" Yang analyzed.

"Wouldn't the Japanese devils' purpose be exposed prematurely after we revealed this?" I asked.

"What's wrong with that?"

Mr. Yang chuckled and said, "Madman, tell me, was the layout of that house done decades ago?"

"All three tombs and the photos are!" I nodded.

"That settles it. What did the predecessors do? What does it have to do with people today?" President Yang said, spreading his hands.

I opened my mouth, wanting to argue, but I couldn't say anything.

Yes, the three sections of the tomb were built during the War of Resistance against Japan. What does it have to do with people now?

As for the claim that Zhao Jing'er is targeting us, we have absolutely no evidence.

The only evidence was the two infant spirits, but those two infant spirits self-destructed.

"There's absolutely no evidence, is there?"

Seeing that I had nothing to say, President Yang asked with a smile.

"yes!"

Even though I didn't want to admit it, I nodded anyway.

"Look how well Zhao Jing'er handled it! She used this opportunity to expose a secret that was bound to come out sooner or later, minimizing its impact, and also taught you a lesson, giving you an explanation for your repeated provocations. It's a win-win situation!"

As Mr. Yang spoke, he clicked his tongue, "If I were her superior, I would definitely give her a bonus!"

"You guys still have a long way to go to compete with Zhao Jing'er!"

"Damn it, Lao Yang, now that you've analyzed it like that, we two brothers seem pretty green!"

Fatty Lin realized this belatedly.

"I didn't say that, you said it yourselves!"

Mr. Yang immediately waved his hand, indicating that he had not said that.

"Cunning!" Fatty Lin pointed at General Yang and said.

"And another thing, after this ordeal, that old woman might become completely devoted to Zhao Jing'er to prevent you two from retaliating!" President Yang added.

My brother and I exchanged a glance. It really was possible, especially after seeing how even the self-destruction of the infant spirit couldn't harm me in the slightest.

Zhao Jing'er may be bad, but you can't say she's bad.

She is cunning, ruthless, and wicked.