"Sir, you have your own reasons for doing this." Lao Zhangtou quickly came to Lu Mingfei. As soon as the skins fell off, he picked them up and handed them to Lu Mingfei.
Ahem!
After a cough, the flashlight's halo made several people narrow their eyes slightly, "Who is not sleeping at night? What are you doing in the old house?"
Following the hoarse voice, an old man wearing a old man's hat appeared at the same time.
"Whose kid is here to hide and seek?"
The old man was groping on the ground with a blind pole in one hand and scanning several people with a flashlight in the other.
"Go home quickly."
Upon seeing this, Liang Xiaodong came to the old man and kept shaking his hands in front of his eyes, but the other man showed no reaction.
"Uncle, you are a fool, what are you doing here?"
"Are you a foreigner?" The old man turned to look at Liang Xiaodong, and then said, "Don't you have a place to live?"
"Alas..." the old man sighed, "There is no hotel in these ten miles and eight villages. Also, there is no one for our bunch of bad old men and ladies to stay."
"If you can still do it, go to the corn field...
"Uncle, where have all the young people in our place gone?" Liang Xiaodong asked curiously.
"You must have thought that you went to the city to work, right?"
The old man smiled, and then said with a proud expression on his face: "Let me tell you, every household in Chenjia Village is worth 100 million yuan."
"What?" Liang Xiaodong's eyes widened, "It doesn't look like you."
"You are still young, this is called keeping your wealth hidden." After saying this, the old man took out two Patek Philippe pieces from his military green trousers pocket and said, "See, how many lives can I buy you?"
"Uncle, there are many high-quality imitations of this thing."
"Fart, have you heard of the Black Prince Group?" The old man put away the two watches and continued: "Everyone here is a shareholder of the Black Prince Group."
"Uncle, why are you bragging?" Liang Xiaodong almost laughed out loud, "A shareholder of the Fortune Global 500 lives in such a small fishing village with no shit?"
"What bird doesn't poop!" The old man raised the blind pole and hit Liang Xiaodong on the butt accurately, "I tell you, this is the tomb of our ancestors!"
"Hurry up and follow me. Don't disturb the ancestors' rest in the old home." The old man pulled Liang Xiaodong over.
"Brother Lu, Brother Lu!" Liang Xiaodong shouted, and then he grabbed it with both hands.
"What's going on?" Lu Mingfei asked.
"This old man said that we have disturbed the eighteenth generation of his ancestors." Liang Xiaodong pointed at the old man and said.
Lu Mingfei looked at the old man's various emotions. Anger and sympathy coexisted extremely conflictingly. Pride was the main color of the old man.
"Old man, I'm sorry." He smiled and saluted the old man, and then asked: "Then where should we stay overnight?"
"This kid is not bad, and he can speak well." The old man looked at Lu Mingfei, "You don't look like bad people, and you have a child. If not, come to my house."
After saying that, he led Lu Mingfei and others towards the east end of the village.
Snap!
After a switch sound, the energy-storage lamp lit up weakly, like a candle lit in ancient times.
"Old man, can you tell me who this place is dedicated to?" Lu Mingfei asked.
"They must be the ancestors of the Chen family." The old man took off his shoes and crossed his legs on the Tukang.
"Any name?"
"The genealogy is kept with the clan leader. I can't remember how many ancestors there are." The old man took a puff of dry smoke, exhaled the smoke and said, "The biggest ancestor should be Emperor Shun."
"Emperor Shun of Yu State?" Lu Mingfei made a secret to avoid the smoke. Sometimes it is not a good thing if the organs are too sensitive.
"That's right!" the old man said with a proud expression.
"So you are the prince of the Yu Kingdom?"
"Hahaha!" the old man laughed, "You are really good at chatting."
"Are all the princes who are away from home coming back recently?"
"How did you know? There is going to be a big festival recently. Last year was very beautiful." The old man took out a photo album from under the Kang mat and gestured: "Here, here, here, this Maybach, this Rolls-Royce, and these people, it was beautiful, right?"
Lu Mingfei looked at the photo in front of him, not focusing on the car at all. The face in the middle caught his attention.
"Old man, who is this person?" Lu Mingfei asked, pointing to the photo.
The old man looked at it and said casually: "Head of the clan."
"Is he the contemporary Emperor Shun?"
Lu Mingfei thought it was no wonder, this man's face turned pale and looked like a dead person. It seemed that he was looking for someone to continue the dragon vein of the Yu Kingdom.
"His name is Chen Xiuquan?" Lu Mingfei asked.
"No." The old man shook his head, "The one you are talking about is the founder of the Black Prince Group."
After the old man finished speaking, he said angrily: "In those years, he made some money relying on his wife, but he never thought that his ancestors would not take her anymore, so he changed his surname to Shao with his father-in-law."
"Forget about those things, go to bed early if you have nothing to do." After the old man said that, he lay down on the kang, crossed his legs and started humming a tune leisurely.
When Lu Mingfei just lay down, Constantine suddenly knelt down and covered his head.
"What's wrong with Xiaokang?" Liang Xiaodong came to Constantine, and just as he was about to pull him up, he got a blister on his finger.
"Is this a high fever?" He twirled his fingers and looked at Lu Mingfei, who immediately came to Constantine's side and pressed his head with one hand.
"There is no limit to life, a home in a vacuum, holding on to the essence and maintaining oneness, and feeling at ease."
While Lu Mingfei was thinking, countless lotuses bloomed simultaneously under his body.
"No birth is limitless, no birth is limitless." Constantine looked pious, but veins popped out on his temples.
The lotus under your feet blooms for a while and withers for a while.
Suddenly, he put down his hands and shouted hysterically: "Brother!"
The high temperature instantly radiated from his body and fell on Lu Mingfei.
Lu Mingfei had no choice but to hold out a large piece of his belly to block it. When he put down the burnt belly, Constantine in front of him disappeared.
"Where is Xiaokang?" Liang Xiaodong asked.
"Stay here!" Lu Mingfei said and ran out.
"Oh my God!" The old man almost jumped up from the kang, "You guys are as powerful as the clan leader."
"Old man, you haven't seen it before, haven't you?" Liang Xiaodong smiled proudly, "This is all a small scene."
On a barren mountain not far from the small fishing village, Constantine stood on the edge of a cliff facing the sea. The huge wings behind his back squeezed out from his shoulder blades, and he roared in a voice that no human being should have: "Brother, where are you!"
"impossible!"
"How could it be, how could he let his brother die!"
He suddenly turned around and said to Lu Mingfei, who had just dared to come: "Brother Fusu, you won't let my brother die, right?"
"Didn't you say you would let us live in seclusion?"
Lu Mingfei looked at the boy in front of him and said with a smile: "It's okay, your brother is not dead, I can feel it."
When he was about to touch Constantine, Lu Mingfei suddenly looked not far away with a sense of belonging.
The boy in black dress plays a rhythmic ancient tune with a flute.
"What are you doing out here?" Lu Mingfei asked.
"Brother, aren't you here to watch a show?" Lu Mingze stopped playing the flute, came to Constantine and touched his head and said, "What a pitiful child."
"But, brother, you are really not afraid of death if you choose this place to sleep." Lu Mingze suddenly threw the flute into the air.
When the flute fell again, corpses lay all over the mountains and plains in pools of blood. They were wearing golden armor, and each of them wore a bronze mask.
In the middle of the pile of corpses, a man with brown hair carried a wooden box with six sword hilts on his back.
He holds a giant machete in his right hand, and on the left, a golden military flag with the word "Meng" written on it shines brightly under his hand. This chapter has been completed!