I Excavated an Emperor to Become a Wife

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Chapter 59

Qu Zhiwen suddenly mentioned Mr. Chen, which really made Jiang Bo's expression change. "How do you know him?"

Seeing Jiang Bo's guarded look, Su Jingmo chuckled: "I heard from Tan Cheng that you were a bold and promising person, but now I found out that you are a person who can see you even after death." I don’t know, but do you know that all your hard work during your lifetime was just to make wedding clothes for others?”

Jiang Bo had turned into a ghost, so he could naturally tell whether the two people in front of him were living people or ghosts. Although the handsome young man who spoke to him was smiling, the aura of terror surrounding him made Jiang Bo feel frightened. , trembling as if facing an abyss. However, the evil ghost in front of him mentioned Tan Cheng? Does he know Tan Cheng?

"W-what...wedding clothes? Do you recognize Tan Cheng?"

"Jiang Bo, I'm afraid you are being taken advantage of." Signaling Su Jingmo to stop talking, Qu Zhiwen stared into Jiang Bo's eyes and said, "You know, since you died, two of your colleagues have also died... ....”

Two more are dead too?

"What did you say? Also, how did I die!" Jiang Bo's already dark complexion seemed to be even more frightening. When he was anxious, he reached out to grab Qu Zhiwen, but found that his hands were empty.

Jiang Bo's soul passed through his body. Qu Zhiwen looked at Jiang Bo who was staring at his hands in a daze and said: "You are just a ghost who has just died. You don't have much ghost energy, and you are not a living person. You can't touch it." Come to my..." After saying this, Qu Zhiwen paused, "Jiang Bo, didn't you ask me why I knew Mr. Chen?"

Putting down his hands in despair, Jiang Bo snorted coldly, "The only thing I mentioned about him was in my diary... You should know it from my life at home."

"Yes, there is a record of this person in your home diary, and the police in charge of this case suspect that that person is the indirect murderer of your death..."

"Murderer?!" Jiang Bo laughed as if he heard some nonsense, and his face became ferocious, "Do you know how I died?! No one, no one pinched my neck, but I felt Suffocating! Something is dragging me into the ditch! But I can’t see what is eating my Yang Qi!”

Jiang Bo complained and roared at the top of his lungs, his facial features becoming distorted and terrifying.

For most people, death is a dark and unknown area, full of despair, mystery, pain and sadness. It ends life, ends will, and ends all hope and unwillingness in people's hearts. Almost everyone feels panic, fear, and uneasiness when facing death.

Jiang Bo would naturally do the same. When he knew that he had lost the possibility of existing in the world, his despair was like a tide, making him unable to stand. This despair made him hate the injustice of life. And what Qu Zhiwen said, He could hardly listen,

Thinking of the moment before his death, he clearly saw nothing, but countless invisible hands were dragging him desperately, dragging him into the depths of the trench. He was unwilling to give up and struggled desperately. His nails were broken and his bones were eroded and painful. He also wants to escape, he wants to survive!

But... what about the end? He is still dead! Still dead! !

Su Jingmo looked at Jiang Bo's appearance and waved his hand impatiently. As soon as he raised his hand, Jiang Bo, who was originally in a mood of uncertainty and resentment again, lost all his strength in an instant and collapsed to the ground... ..

"You are not the only one who died unexpectedly after failing to achieve what he wanted in life." Looking sideways at Jiang Bo who fell to the ground due to the impact, Su Jingmo said lightly: "Death cannot be changed, why should you resent it."

Jiang Bo, who was paralyzed on the ground, did not speak. In the final analysis, Su Jingmo only cared about what happened to Daxu after his death. As for the bones and this case, he was not interested. Even if it really has the effect of making people immortal, he has been dead for more than a thousand years, and the pair of animal bones have long been meaningless to him. No matter what happened is man-made or the work of ghosts, as long as it does not harm his Su Jingmo , he actually doesn’t care...

As for the information Qu Zhiwen wanted to extract from Jiang Bo, that was only Qu Zhiwen's business.

Too lazy to care about the situation, Su Jingmo walked to the stone table at the other end of the tomb and sat down. He took the book that Tan Cheng brought and slowly opened it.

Qu Zhiwen just glanced at Su Jingmo over there, turned back and lowered his head and said to Jiang Bo

"Jiang Bo, do you know what month it is now?"

".....how many months?"

"It's October, and it's been five months since you died..." At this point, Qu Zhiwen squatted down and sat on the ground, "This case has never been solved, and it has almost become an unsolved case, because it can't be found. When it came to the murderer, almost everyone thought it was a ghost, except for a few people who didn't think so."

"..."

"I'm afraid you can also guess, yes, among these people, there are your parents... As far as I know, many people have died one after another, and the police have long refused to take care of it, but your parents firmly believe that you are It was a homicide, not an accidental death.”

"...Have you seen them?"

Seeing Jiang Bo's brows loosening, Qu Zhiwen did not answer Jiang Bo's question, but continued: "Did you know? When your mother found the notebook you hid, she cried and called Jingcha who had been secretly investigating the case. Call, she said, she found some evidence, you were killed by someone else..."

These words made Jiang Bo's eyes suddenly turn red.

".

.....He, they...are they okay now? "The ghost's voice already had a hint of resentment and sorrow, and Jiang Bo's choked words added a hint of sadness.

"What do you think?"

Jiang Bo was speechless. When he heard the message from his parents, his thoughts had already become a tangled web. The web became tighter and tighter. He covered his face with his hands and cried softly.

"How could it be possible...how could it be okay...I'm sorry for them, I'm sorry for them!"

Looking at the soul soaked in sorrow in front of him, even if he realized that the people chasing him had arrived at the ditch of the big tomb, Qu Zhiwen waited until Jiang Bo stopped crying before telling him what he wanted to know most. .

"Now, it's too late to say anything, but do you know who the 'Mr. Chen' in your diary is? Full name? Face?"

When Jiang Bo heard this question, he thought carefully for a long time, but his originally relaxed brows slowly wrinkled, and his eyes gradually became panicked.

Noticing Jiang Bo's strangeness, Qu Zhiwen hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"

"Why, why can't I suddenly remember what Mr. Chen looks like? What's going on?" Jiang Bo suddenly grabbed his hair nervously, "No, no, no! Why can't I remember him at all! Even him What did you tell me, and you don’t remember his appearance or height at all?! His appearance was still in front of me just now!"

After Jiang Bo said this, could Qu Zhiwen not know what was going on? This was hinted at while alive, and was not revealed after death.

After reading two pages of the book, Su Jingmo saw that Jiang Bo was going crazy and couldn't remember that 'Mr. Chen'. He slowly walked to Qu Zhiwen's side and lowered his eyes to look at Jiang Bo.

"Is he being hinted at? Can you untie it?"

"Those who can give hints and directly affect the soul are those who are powerful in magic. All magics come from the same source, but they are not the same. It is difficult to solve them."

"Oh? Does that mean you can't do it?" Su Jingmo curled his lips and smiled, "If you can't do it, why not ask the three people outside to unlock this spell together?"

After being told by Su Jingmo, Qu Zhiwen's face became even more ugly.

"...The three of them have better skills than me, so they can do it. However, the ghost of Jiang Bo cannot leave the tomb. Secondly, the three of them can also enter the tomb just like me. If you can’t use magic, it’s useless.”

But it was not easy to find Jiang Bo's ghost, so it would be a bad thing if he didn't ask anything.

Thinking of this, Qu Zhiwen asked: "Jiang Bo, think about it, before you were alive, did you think there was something wrong with anyone, or could you think of something that was wrong?"

"...Strange place?"

"Yes, are there any people or things that have made you feel that something was wrong?"

"There is...there is another person...but I don't think he has anything to do with this matter."

"who!"

Jiang Bo knew that the person in front of him should recognize Jingcha, but when he thought of that person, Jiang Bo didn't know what was so important about this little bit of strangeness, and didn't know whether he should say anything.

Knowing that Jiang Bo was hesitating, Qu Zhiwen said calmly, "It's okay, just say it and I'll just listen..."

Jiang Bo stared at Qu Zhiwen for a while and then said,

"Tang Jiaming, on the issue of whether shortcuts should be taken to excavate the Ninghua Village tomb, Tang Jiaming has always been as conservative as Professor Li, but... before meeting Mr. Chen, Tang Jiaming and I After discussing this issue, I can tell from his words that he is very supportive of my idea...

"No... let me think about it," Jiang Bo covered his confused mind and carefully sorted out the things. "It seems that I know Mr. Chen... because of Tang Jiaming?"

"So, you think there's something wrong with him?"

"Tang Jiaming?" Su Jingmo said with a smile, "I'm afraid this man has hidden a lot of things."

Thinking that Tan Cheng said that the person who could see him that day was this man named Tang Jiaming, Su Jingmo's eyebrows arched even more, "For example, if he could see me..."

The mountains near Fenhe River in Pingyao County have long been soaked by a heavy rain that has only been seen for more than a month. The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Looking from a distance, it seems that a gray curtain blocks the sight. The trees are covered with gray. House, nothing can be seen...

"How long have they been in there?" The man wearing a raincoat and holding a black umbrella asked Tang Jie beside him as he looked at the cave in front of him.

"I'm afraid it's been a long time. I don't know if he died in there."

The man holding the umbrella took off his raincoat that had been dripping. Looking at his appearance, this man was not Tang Jiaming, who should be staying in the research laboratory of Xi'an X University. Who else could it be?

It's just that for some reason, his face is no longer as healthy as it was before, but instead has a greenish-black complexion...

"Just wait here, they... won't die in there so easily."

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