Lu Si’s hometown, Shanggang Datuan.

After dark, a group of people suddenly appeared in Dajizi, east of Datuan Village. Some of these people held knives and shovels, but they were not soldiers, but ordinary local people.

The so-called "big Jizi" is the tomb where the ancestors buried in the local area are located.

People with more land have special fields to bury their ancestors, while those with less land are to bury wasteland nearby that cannot be cultivated. Over time, as many people are buried, they become large collections like mass graves.

Those who erected the monument could tell who was whom they were. Those who did not erect the monument could only explore based on the memories of future generations. Even descendants who have been in the past cannot find their ancestral graves.

The group of people came to the northwest corner of Dajizi and stood at several tombs. Although there were graves everywhere, because of the large number of people, these people were not afraid.

"This is the Lu family's ancestral tomb?"

Among the crowd, there was an old man with a slightly fat and very rich body who took the torch in his hand and took a photo everywhere.

"Dad, that's right, I've asked clearly. These tombs are the ancestral tombs of the Lu family. If you beat him, Grandpa Zeng's generation, you won't be able to get one!"

The person who spoke was Sun Bao. The "uncle" he mentioned was the rich old man who had been the prefect of Dezhou, Shandong, and the only Jinshi master who had been born in Shanggang for a hundred years, and Wu Maocai, who came to earth from Wenquxing.

Sun Bao was the nephew of Mrs. Wu Maocai's mother's family. Because Sun Bao had children, he had to call his uncle "uncle" according to local customs.

"good!"

Wu Maocai nodded, held the torch and walked around the Lu family's ancestral tombs, and then asked Sun Bao to point out which of the Lu family's ancestral tombs was.

"I have to ask the boy from the Lu family,"

As Sun Bao spoke, he walked to the crowd and pulled a young man with his hands tied and linen stuffed in his mouth, kicked him hard and asked, "Lu Xiaohua, say, which is the ancestor tomb of your Lu family!"

"Ummm"

Lu Xiaohua, who was stuffed with a linen in his mouth, suffered a lot since he was knocked down by Sun Bao and the others, and there was no scar on his body.

"Take out what's in his mouth."

Wu Maocai swept Lu Xiaohua's face with a torch, which made Lu Xiaohua instinctively shrink his head back.

Sun Bao stepped forward and pinched Lu Xiaohua's chin and raised it upwards. He asked viciously: "Tell me, which one is your ancestral tomb!"

"Pooh!"

Lu Xiaohua vomited blood on Sun Bao's face.

"damn it!"

Sun Bao looked up at Wu Maocai, "Dad, this kid is stubborn, you have to make him suffer."

Wu Maocai nodded. This matter was just like his case before. No matter how stubborn the person was involved in the crime, he had to plead guilty.

"Xiao Huazi, don't say that you are ruthless in your second brother. If you want to blame this, blame your little son. What is he not good at learning to learn from others' rebellion? You, accept your fate!"

Sun Bao showed his fierceness and took out a dagger and stabbed Lu Xiaohua's right shoulder. The dagger was so painful that Lu Xiaohua screamed in pain. He was shaking on the ground, but his teeth were biting tightly.

Sun Bao was so angry that he stabbed another dagger, but this time he didn't pull it out, but instead penetrated it hard with force.

Lu Xiaohua was in pain and sweating, but she still gritted her teeth and refused to say anything.

"Fuck, it's such a thief!"

Sun Bao was so angry that he took a stick and pointed it at Lu Xiaohua's right shoulder and stabbed it in the wound that was broken by a dagger.

"Well"

This time, Lu Xiaohuazi couldn't help it, and she let out a painful wail, and her whole body kept twitching.

The people around him knew Lu Xiaohua couldn't bear it when they saw it, and a few of them turned their heads over. They were unwilling to go with the rebels.

"Xiao Huazi, don't be stubborn. I will tell you like this. The Lu family's affairs have nothing to do with you. Even if he kills all the family, he will be blamed. However, you, a person from another surname, just follow your mother, why bother with his Lu family? If you tell me, I will let you go now, how about it?"

If your nephew is dressed as a black-faced person, Wu Maocai has to dress up as a white-faced person.

Lu Xiaohua's face was in pain and her eyes were full of pain. She raised her right hand with difficulty.

Wu Maocai thought he wanted to point out the location of the Lu family's ancestor tomb, so he couldn't help but turn his body on his face. Unexpectedly, the other party said, "My little son can't spare you."

After saying that, his hand fell and he fainted.

Wu Mao was so talented that he said to a group of villagers: "Dig it all for me!"

"Master, do we really want to dig up the Lu family's ancestral grave?"

The head of the Wu family, Tian Er, was a little hesitant. The matter of digging people's ancestral graves was to be hit by lightning. Some people took the lead, and the rest of them also muttered that they could not do this.

"The Lu family is a thief. What are you afraid of and what can't you do?" Sun Bao looked at the villagers with a fierce look.

"I am the one who advocates this, you can do it,"

Wu Maocai signaled his nephew not to show off his power with the villagers, and said in a harmonious voice: "From tomorrow, I will exempt you from rent for three years. When the government quells the Lu family's thieves, I will give you all their land."

As soon as they said this, the villagers still had concerns, but they did not hesitate. They did not believe that they could accomplish anything. Now, people began to dig up the Lu family's ancestral tombs in groups.

Four graves were dug in succession, and the coffin inside was removed and there were two skeletons inside, without any burial objects.

According to Wu Maocai's intention, Sun Bao asked someone to take straw and burn the coffins together with the bones.

Halfway through digging the last grave, a hole was suddenly dug out. The villagers were curious and a long snake swam out of the hole.

The snake swam out and stretched out the apricot to "squeeze" at everyone, scaring several villagers to retreat quickly.

"A snake, what's there to be afraid of?"

Sun Bao stepped forward and slashed the snake into two pieces. The snake's tails were clustered together, but the snake's head was still spitting apricots, which was really scary.

"Don't make a fuss, there is no such thing in any grave."

Sun Bao used a knife to pick the snake body aside, and asked the villagers to continue digging. Everyone had no choice but to continue swinging shovels, but after only two shovels, someone screamed again: "There is something in the hole!"

Everyone looked into the hole where the snake swam out, and it was so dark that it could be seen clearly.

“Get out of here!”

Sun Bao pushed everyone away and approached the torch, and found that there was indeed something inside, which seemed to be an iron card.

Because he was afraid of snakes inside, Sun Bao did not dare to reach out and touch them. He took a shovel from the villagers and dug it a few times. Then he reached the shovel in and drove the iron card outward.

After one and two strokes, the iron plate was successfully released. Sun Bao grabbed it in his hand and wiped the mud on it, and found that there were traces of handwriting.

Looking closely, the seven words above said Sun Bao was so shocked that he stood there in a daze and dared not move.

"What?"

Seeing this, Wu Maocai was also surprised and raised the torch and looked at the iron plate in Sun Bao's hand. He took a breath of air conditioning when he saw it.

It turned out that the card actually read "The descendants of the Lu family are the emperor."
Chapter completed!