Under One Person: Dressed as Lü Liang, with vests all over

Chapter 198 Wang Ye: I'm a professional at digging up graves.

into the night.

The mountains behind the Gao family's ancestral home.

Three figures darted quickly through the woods, finally stopping in front of a solitary grave.

"We've arrived," Wang Ye said.

Lü Liang's gaze then fell on the grave in front of him.

The weeds above were already half a person tall, and there was no tombstone in front of the grave. At first glance, it looked like an ordinary small mound.

If it weren't for Wang Ye's divination, they probably wouldn't have been able to find their place.

"Gao Lian really wasn't lying; the Gao family truly doesn't care about this grave at all," Wang Ye remarked.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuan's eyes darkened.

Then, he actually went up and pulled up the weeds on the grave.

Seeing this, Lü Liang and Wang Ye exchanged a glance and silently waited for Zhang Xuan to clear the weeds.

A moment later, Zhang Xuan straightened up.

The grave was much cleaner, revealing the yellowish-brown soil beneath.

He looked at Lü Liang and Wang Ye, and nodded slightly, "You can start digging now."

This was something the three of them had planned beforehand: to dig up Gao Gen's corpse and use the "Blue Hand" to check if any memories remained on it.

Looking at the grave, Wang Ye sighed softly, "Old Lu, do you think it's a bit immoral of us to come and dig up someone's ancestral grave in the middle of the night?"

"Yes, a little bit, but it's not us digging up the ancestral graves, it's you digging them all by yourself."

Wang Ye:? ? ?
Lü Liang shrugged matter-of-factly: "Who told you your superpower is so useful? Hurry up, Lao Wang!"

"Old Lu, you're deliberately trying to ruin my reputation."

"If my grandmaster knew that I used the Feng Hou Qi Men method to dig up a grave, and that it was the grave of his sworn brother, he would probably be furious."

While complaining, Wang Ye took a step forward with a complicated expression and raised his hand to form a hand seal.

"Kun character - Tuheche!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the terrain in front of him changed instantly. The soil on the grave mound flowed like a river and quickly moved to the side, revealing the coffin underneath.

……

The three immediately surrounded the coffin and opened it.

The bones inside the coffin were exposed, emitting a foul odor.

"Hasn't Gao Gen been dead for many years? This body doesn't look like it."

Wang Ye pinched his neck and craned his neck to observe.

Lu Liang was also somewhat surprised, because the corpse lying in the coffin was not completely decomposed; some rotten flesh was still attached to the bones.

Just then, Zhang Xuan also noticed something was wrong, and he pointed to the middle of the coffin:
"The clothes he was wearing weren't from our era."

Upon hearing this, Lü Liang's gaze shifted downwards, from the corpse's face to its clothing.

Immediately, his pupils contracted.

Because the corpse was clearly wearing a black windbreaker.

The jacket seemed to be of good quality; although it was stuck to the rotting flesh, there were no signs of damage.

If Gao Gen truly died during the Jia Shen Rebellion as Gao Lian claims, then the current situation is indeed bizarre.

A corpse that has remained intact for decades, and a set of clothes that don't belong to that era...

Is the person buried in this grave really Gao Gen?
Thinking of this, Lü Liang took the initiative to speak up: "Let me take a look at his memories."

……

Wang Ye and Zhang Xuan immediately made way for each other.

Lu Liang stood beside the coffin, raised his hand, and blue Qi flowed from his palm, transforming into countless small blue hands that surged toward the forehead of the corpse.

The next moment, under the expectant gazes of Zhang Xuan and Wang Ye, Lü Liang's expression changed, and his look became serious.

"Old Lu, what's wrong?" Wang Ye asked. "We couldn't find any memories on the remains?"

“Found it.” Lü Liang put his hand away, looked up, and continued, “However, it’s not Gao Gen’s memory.”

"Not Gao Gen's memories? You mean, this corpse isn't Gao Gen's?" Zhang Xuan asked in surprise.

"Well, you can see for yourselves."

Lu Liang nodded, made two copies of the blue memory energy he had just extracted from the corpse, and handed one to Wang Ye and the other to Zhang Xuan.

As they examined the body, Lü Liang recalled the memories he had just witnessed. They were the corpse's memories before its death:

In my memory, that person was digging a grave.

Like Lü Liang and the others, they secretly dug up graves in the middle of the night.

However, he didn't have a convenient technique like "Earth River Cart," so he could only shovel the soil one shovel at a time.

Just as he was about to dig out the coffin, his vision suddenly went black, and he felt a heavy blow to the back of his head. The intense pain made him almost lose consciousness instantly.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he only heard one last sentence—

"You guys are really bold to have found this place..."

My memory ends here.

What surprised Lü Liang the most just now was not that the corpse was not Gao Gen, but the last voice that appeared.

Lu Liang recognized the voice immediately; it was the same mysterious person who had rescued Qu Tong that day.

However, this makes the matter even more mysterious.

"Since the corpse in the coffin belonged to a stranger who dug up the grave, could the mysterious person who committed the act be the real Gao Gen?"

……

Just as Lü Liang was pondering, Wang Ye and Zhang Xuan also finished reading the memories.

They raised the same question:

"Where did Gao Gen's original body go? Who were the grave diggers and the people who did this?"

As they speculated, the two continued to search for clues around the coffin.

After realizing that the corpse was not Gao Gen, Zhang Xuan became less polite.

He immediately began searching the corpse, trying to find items that could identify him.

He quickly made a discovery inside the cuff of the garment.

After frowning and examining it for a while, Zhang Xuan spoke up: "What's written on this... is it in a foreign language?"

"Let me see."

Of the three present, Wang, who had the highest level of education, immediately joined in.

He tilted his head and examined it closely: "Wow, these letters are actually embroidered with gold thread, quite luxurious."

"be-he-mo-th...Behemoth? What's that? A clothing brand? I've never heard of it."

Both Wang Ye and Zhang Xuan looked puzzled.

"It's not a clothing brand, it's an organization of supernatural beings."

Just then, Lü Liang spoke up.

His gaze fell on the sign, his eyes showing thoughtfulness:

"Behemoth, the most powerful supernatural organization in the United States... What are they doing here?"

……

"Is this Behemoth really that strong?"

Meanwhile, in the chairman's office at the headquarters of Nadutong in Beijing, Zhang Chulan pointed to the documents on the table and asked Zhao Fangxu a question.

Zhao Fangxu nodded, adjusted his glasses, and said solemnly:
"Although their leadership doesn't act like an outsider, they only talk about interests all the time."

"But if any force dares to underestimate them, they will definitely suffer a great loss."

"Chu Lan, during this meeting, you need to keep a close eye on them. If any of their people try to chat up our employees, remember to stop them immediately and report back to me afterwards."

"Mr. Zhao, even if Behemoth is powerful, is there really a need to be so cautious?"

Zhang Chulan asked curiously, "Do their people have some special abilities?"

Zhao Fangxu raised his hand and pointed to a line in the middle of the document, "See these? These are the trump cards they hold in their hands."

Zhang Chulan looked in the direction Zhao Fangxu pointed, then asked in confusion, "Is this the name of some kind of medicine?"

Zhao Fangxu nodded.

"What makes Behemoth so terrifying is that they treat superpowers as scientific research and Inhumans as mass-producible weapons."

"Although they don't admit it publicly, they have been experimenting on superhumans in an attempt to mass-produce more superhumans."

Zhang Chulan's eyes widened upon hearing this. (End of Chapter)

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