Chapter 641: They Faked Their Death

June 9 afternoon.

Overcast, it had just rained a little.

"Damn it!"

In the cemetery, seeing the soil over his parents' graves turned over, Lin Feng wished he could immediately kill Qian Shihao.

But seeing Qian Miaomiao standing to the side in a black long dress, he held back his anger.

Kong Ming, who had returned a few days earlier with his wife, directed his two disciples to set up an altar in the open space before the tombstone.

Also present were Qi Yao, Yang Caiwei, Jiang Xiaofei, Zhao Xiaoyang, and Liu Erwa.

After Kong Ming finished the rites, Zhao Xiaoyang and Liu Erwa dug open the grave mound.

Priying open the coffin, two skeletons appeared before Lin Feng.

Qi Yao stepped forward, took a look, and immediately frowned.

She was a forensic doctor, having seen countless skeletons.

These two skeletons were obviously wrong!

Not only did the age not match, but their appearance was also far too different from Lin Feng's.

Based on the appearance reconstructed from the bones, there was no resemblance whatsoever to Lin Feng's facial features.

Upon seeing a human skull, Qi Yao could roughly imagine what the deceased looked like in life.

Also, the finger bones.

Qi Yao tugged at Lin Feng.

"What's wrong, Yao Yao?" Lin Feng asked.

This time, having summoned Qi Yao, Lin Feng had an ulterior motive.

How could we do this without the House Guarding Divine Beast?

What Lin Feng feared was not his parents, but that Qian Shihao had said he buried a jar in the grave.

But the jar had been taken away and disappeared.

This seemed rather strange.

Qi Yao pulled Lin Feng aside and whispered, "These two skeletons are not right..."

"Huh?"

Lin Feng frowned.

After Qi Yao's reminder, Lin Feng noticed the two skulls.

He had Liu Erwa take out the two skulls and asked Kong Ming for paper and brush.

He laid out the drawing paper on the altar and immediately began to sketch.

Lin Feng's memory and mental calculation were stronger than Qi Yao's.

Moreover, he had read similar forensic texts.

The cinnabar brush moved in Lin Feng's hand, and on a yellow sheet of paper, two sketches quickly appeared.

After finishing, Lin Feng threw away the brush.

!

These are not his parents' bones.

Lin Feng was quite certain.

Something was wrong with the bones, and more problems became apparent to Lin Feng.

For example, there was wax inside the coffin!

Also, the clothing on the bones showed no signs of having been soaked in corpse fluid from decay.

Furthermore, with Qi Yao's help observing, the results came quickly.

In other words, this grave never actually contained a real corpse.

Originally interred were two wax figures.

Lin Feng's mouth twitched as he glanced at the photo on the tombstone and quietly asked Qi Yao, "Yao Yao, have you ever seen a photo of my parents?"

The two photos on the tombstone had long since blurred.

Qi Yao shook her head.

Lin Feng suddenly realized that not only the tombstone, but even at home there were no photos of his parents.

It seemed as if someone had deliberately erased all of this.

Lin Feng also thought of Wang naming the child.

The answer was already obvious.

That old couple most likely faked their deaths.

Having realized this, he widened his eyes and looked around, but saw no spies.

Since these skeletons aren't his parents', it's easily dealt with.

His hatred for Qian Shihao also lessened a bit.

"Let's not relocate the grave; just bury it here!" Lin Feng said calmly.

Lin... the feng shui here is bad!

Kong Ming frowned and advised.

Lin Feng looked at the bone fragments around the coffin, stifling a laugh, and said, "Just leave it like this!"

What a splendid feng shui treasure land—let Qian's ancestors enjoy it!

As for whether it will implicate Qian Miaomiao...

According to Kong Ming, Qian Miaomiao was born under a short-lived omen, just like Lin Feng.

But those who are still alive and kicking now have already changed their fate.

So, she will have nothing to do with the Qian family from now on.

Kong Ming felt helpless, but could only do as Lin Feng wished.

After performing some rituals, they refilled the grave soil.

Lin Feng exhaled, feeling immensely relieved.

As it turns out, Mom and Dad aren't dead!

This couple is really something odd!

Since they like to hide and play, we might as well pretend we don't know about this.

As for moving the grave, let's just leave it at that.

Lin Feng isn't in the mood to find an auspicious burial site for two nameless corpses.

"Xiaoyang, has the date been set?"

When descending the mountain, Lin Feng asked Zhao Xiaoyang.

He was asking about Zhao Xiaoyang and Yu Yanni's wedding date.

Zhao Xiaoyang said with a smile: "It's set—for the 20th of this month, a Saturday, which is also the Dragon Boat Festival."

The Daoist priest said this month has lots of thunderstorms, the weather is bad, but only the weather on the 20th is the best.

There are still ten days left.

Lin Feng nodded: "Then let's start preparing! Let's make the ceremony a bit more grand when the time comes."

Zhao Xiaoyang chuckled: "I've already booked a hotel in advance; I'll start sending out invitations tomorrow."

Lin Feng himself isn't holding a wedding, but Zhao Xiaoyang's wedding should be made more grand.

By then, the upper three floors of Azure Peak Building will also be available for occupancy.

The hotel rooms' renovation isn't like ordinary commercial housing; you can't just knock down whatever you want.

Prior to construction, it underwent professional design, with a very reasonable layout.

So there's no need to change the rooms' design.

Moreover, they used only expensive eco-friendly materials; the renovation was completed in over a month, and you can move in with your bags at any time.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, we can gather everyone together.

In Lin Feng's mind, a bold idea emerged…

But thinking of Zhu Li, Zheng Enhui, and Liu Cangyun, Lin Feng dismissed that unrealistic idea.

He can't even beat those three, yet he wants to take on twenty or thirty?

Just as he returned home, Bai Ying arrived.

Once she shows up voluntarily, it must be something major.