A great founding leader who has been praised by history for decades, after his death, wearing the clothes he left behind, telling the world that he was guilty.

Wen Xuxu suddenly trembled in his heart again, and a very bad premonition rose from the bottom of his heart.

"First, the plan for the Beihai campaign was planned by Comrade Situ Jingying, and has nothing to do with me, Lanling;

Second, the sacrifice of Comrade Situ Jingying was not an accident. She was killed by a carefully planned conspiracy, and the location was in the reeds of the Beihai Sea.

Third, all the planners are my brother Lan Yuan.

Fourth, if I can't win this war, the person who finds my corpse in the future must go to the Lanjiawangjiaolou, no matter where the beast will go in the future, the Wangjiaolou can find his trace! "

Every word, every word, on the back of this vest, is shocking!

No one would have thought that a dignified founding leader would finally be forced to adopt this method in order to bring his sinful younger brother to justice.

He must have been cornered by now.

Because, compared to the previous opening remarks, the following list clearly omits various explanations and causes, but directly lists the crimes of the old beast one by one.

It can be seen how tight his time was at that time.

Wen Xuxu was trembling all over there.

She never imagined that her grandmother, the great woman who gave all her energy and blood to save this country, would end up dying at the hands of such a despicable person.

"Lan Yuan! I will tear you to pieces!!"

Tears rolled down her eyes, but the vest in her hand was so pale that her fingers were so white that blue veins burst out.

Huo Sixing was also furious.

Two hours later, when the two finally returned to the temple with the vest and the remaining pages, Wen Xuxu didn't hesitate any more, and immediately notified Huo Sijue.

This is also the first time since she came to this temple that she took the initiative to let this man come over.

As the evening approached, the black off-road vehicle came quickly.

Wen Xuxu and Huo Sixing stood at the gate of the temple and waited. After seeing the car, she reached out and touched the slightly bulging belly tied to her belly.

I can't help but feel nervous.

Huo Sixing: "..."

"crunch-"

Before they could speak, the car had already stopped in front of the two of them.

"Why are you two still standing here, don't you know it's windy here?"

The men who got out of the car saw the cool wind blowing at the temple entrance after the evening on the top of the mountain. The two women, one with her stomach stretched out and the other standing there with her child in her arms, couldn't help but run over and run away from each other. to their own.

"Baba..."

The family of three here, the picture is beautiful.

The little guy who has learned to call his father, after seeing his father coming, giggled and laughed for a while, opened his small hands and threw himself into his father's arms.

Huo Sixing also leaned to the man's side like a bird.

Soon, the family of three entered.

Wen Xuxu was also being hugged by her own man, but when he was about to touch her stomach, she gently pushed his hand away.

"It's not allowed to touch now. The child is not yet formed. If you touch it, he will not obey." She endured the grief in her heart and forced a smile to blame the man.

Fortunately, this man, because all this time he has been dealing with that old thing with high intensity.

Moreover, running back and forth made him a little tired.

So this time, he had no doubts.

A group of people entered the temple, and the old monk was also waiting for everyone in the pavilion. When he saw them entering, he directly took out the vest and the residual pages that Wen Xuxu had given him earlier.

"This thing, the poor monk really didn't find it before. After Lan Ling's body was placed in the ice cellar, that place was almost forbidden to enter."

The old monk explained it first, and he has not discovered the reason for this over the years.

Huo Sijue raised his eyes and glanced at him, without making a sound, he picked up the vest and looked at it carefully.

It is said to be a secret place, it would be strange if this old guy could go in!

However, I haven't seen this. He has already analyzed it with him before. The Battle of Beihai is not Lan Yuan's masterpiece, and there is also the matter of Situ Jingying. It is conceivable that this person's IQ.

"Then if you say that, you can be sure that Lan Ling's death was not a normal death."

"right!"

Shen Yu was also looking at the scrap page next to him.

Hearing this, he nodded after he had read it.

Huo Sixing: "But he said behind his back that if he wanted to find Lan Yuan, he had to go to Wangjiaolou. Did Wangjiaolou hide some secrets?"

Wen Xuxu: "..."

Shen Yu: "..."

Even Huo Sijue, who was watching, frowned slightly at this question.

Wangjiaolou, he has actually been there. When the nationwide arrest of this old beast was launched, this place was the old house of the Lan family, and he would definitely not let it go.

However, at that time, he searched inside and out, but found nothing strange.

"Is there any place where we don't feel sleepy?"

"No, he asked you to look at the corner tower. It shouldn't be to search this house, but to let you look at the context of the Lan family."

Suddenly, the old monk who had been sitting there for a long time without making a sound came out.

Context?

The voice fell, and the four people in the pavilion all looked up at him. JrNovels.com