Chapter 228 The Tomb of the Ancestors of the Jiang Family(1/2)
Zhou Li's car was parked outside the villa. Now Mr. Jiang is driving, and he is sitting in the passenger seat.
There are three monsters sitting in the back row, and the space is very abundant.
He wanted to wear headphones and listen to music all the way, but he noticed that Mr. Jiang seemed a little nervous. In the spirit of serving customers, he took out his headphones and put them back in his pocket, and started chatting with Mr. Jiang.
"Actually, I've seen another family like you." Zhou Li said, "That family's surname is Yin, in the Northeast. I guess you knew each other many, many years ago."
"Are they... okay?"
"Not very good." Zhou Li shook his head, "The Yin family is not as good as your Jiang family, and it is said that there is only one person left. The one I know is now a very powerful celestial master."
"It seems that I don't have that kind at home yet..."
"If your child was born earlier, she might have shown her talent now."
"I see."
Zhou Li did not mention that the Yin family was retaliated by the monster, nor did he mention what Yin Le told him later that when the monster killed his parents, he found him hiding, but did not find him out, but joked and ate his parents bit by bit in front of him, then grinned at him and left.
Mr. Jiang seemed to have not thought of this for the time being.
This is also good. If he listened, he might be so nervous now. It would be better for the driver to be calm.
Then Mr. Jiang talked about their family.
In Zhou Li's impression, Yizhou rarely has a long-standing family. It may be more in the coastal areas and the capital. This may be related to the fact that the Yizhou people were too bloody in the face of foreign invasion. After the Mongols invaded, Yizhou changed from 16 million to 900,000. At that time, Yizhou was one of the two major economic centers in the country known as Yang Yi and Yi. It immediately declined, and nine out of ten rooms were empty to describe its miserableness. Hundreds of years of rest and recuperation finally recovered to six million people, and the Qing army entered the pass, and only 600,000 people were left due to war and massacre. The war before the founding of the country finally did not allow the enemy to set foot in Yizhou, but more than 3 million Yizhou people chose to go out and made brilliant achievements with a rotten gun and straw sandals.
Zhou Li heard from his grandfather that their family moved from Jingzhou and had many generations settled in Yizhou.
In this cruel environment, few families can guarantee that they will be passed down.
What's more, they were in the "sleeping era" before, and those who have the blood of the Heavenly Master are no different from ordinary people.
It is really not easy to pass it down in this way.
The name of the village where the Jiang family is located is easy to remember, so it is called the Jiang family house. At that time, most of the names were named in this way.
It is about an hour's drive from Xiongzhou.
The Jiang family has been passed down for many years, and Mr. Jiang can't explain exactly how many years they have. There are many people in their family. They are basically recorded in the genealogy of the Jiang family's house and surname Jiang. Most of them are farmers, and they are from a village with relatives. There are also people who are good at doing well. I heard that some people went into business for many years and became big bosses in that crazy era, some went abroad, and some had a well-off family, but they are all inseparable from each other.
A dozen years ago, some bosses came back to visit their ancestors and said that they would hold ancestral halls every Qingming Festival, and the bosses paid for the banquet.
Mr. Jiang also gathered the elements.
After two or three years of operation, it was quite lively. Thousands of people could be present when they returned. The bosses would invite the singing and dancing troupe to perform, and then so many people would go to worship the ancestral tomb together.
I didn't do it later.
Mr. Jiang’s original words were meaningless. They wanted to contact each other at first, but later they found that they could not achieve this goal. Instead, the bosses gathered together to share some resources.
This kind of family and Zhou Li usually see in TV series feel like two concepts.
"Now many people have children outside and will not come back to remember the family tree." Mr. Jiang sighed when he said it, "There is another elementary school in our village called Jiangjia Primary School, which we collected money to run."
"That's how..."
Arriving at the Jiang family house at about seven o'clock.
At seven o'clock this season, it was already dark, and there were only a few street lights on the streets in the countryside, which was purchased by Mr. Jiang a few years ago.
The sky is full of bright moon, but it only lacks a little.
The ancestral tomb is a small hill, round and land is marked on it, planting winter vegetables.
Mr. Jiang parked the car on the side of the road and took Zhou Li over. With the moonlight, the one-meter-wide cement path was covered with jade white: "I heard from relatives in the village that there was a general buried here, and later I heard that there was a Shangshu buried inside, and now I know... "
"Have any tomb robbers come?"
"Some, many, and I have caught it."
"That's how it is."
“Will there be any impact?”
"No way."
As soon as I reached the foot of the hill, an insect suddenly jumped out of the roadside and landed in front of Zhou Li.
Zhou Li subconsciously stopped.
This is a stove horse.
The sound of the stove horse: "You are here."
Zhou Li bent down slightly: "Good evening, Lord Xinghui."
"Come with me."
"good!"
Zhou Li turned on the lights of his cell phone.
The stove horse jumped and took them off the cement path and walked on a narrow track and field.
Just after the Spring Festival, the villagers obviously came to pay tribute. There were burnt incense and paper ash on the roadside. It was a bit gloomy during the walk, which made Mr. Jiang still feel like he was dreaming.
On Qingming Festival, their ancestor worship tomb was halfway up the mountain, but Xinghui took them to the foot of the mountain and stopped beside a piece of land.
"Dig, until the stone wall."
"Mr. Xiaoyuan, please."
"OK."
Mr. Jiang listened to his conversation with the air without saying a word. He recalled the stories he had heard before, and suddenly a dull sounded, and a terrifying behemoth suddenly appeared under the moonlight.
Mr. Jiang opened his eyes wide.
The monster was fluffy and round, three or four meters tall, with wide palms and sharp claws, and immediately began to lift the soil on the ground.
The soil was quickly thrown out!
Monster Excavator...
In just a few minutes, a large pit was added on the ground, with a diameter of about two meters. The monster had completely drilled into it, which proved that the hole was three or four meters deep, and soil was constantly being thrown out.
Mr. Jiang was stunned, trembling with his hands on his body, and lit a cigarette for himself.
More than ten minutes later.
Xiaoyuan retreated, still in a well-behaved tone, but her voice became much thicker and she seemed honest: "I've hit a wall."
"Okay, thank you."
"oh."
The small round body quickly shrank and changed back to its original appearance.
In Mr. Jiang's eyes, he disappeared.
Zhou Li bowed and said, "Next, you can't go in, so as not to recognize the monster, which is not good for Star Hui. You can wait for us when you are in place or back in the car, but the window is not closed."
"OK."
"You can't go in, right?" Zhou Li looked at Huai Xu.
"Will you be afraid alone?" Huai Xu blinked at him.
“…”
"Haha, you underestimate this great devil!" Huai Xu said proudly, "I became a human and couldn't even see a big monster. Moreover, I still had a little human aura on me. If I could see through this kind of garbage mechanism, there would be ghosts... The emperor's tomb is almost the same!"
"Do you think I, the big demon, have gained fame?" The old monster started bragging again.
"That's how it is."
That is not a false reputation, it is yourselves.
Huai Xu beside him was still saying that Zhou Li didn't take him seriously recently. Zhou Li listened silently, stepped into the cave, walked down carefully, and the soil quickly became wet.
Mr. Jiang followed closely behind him.
It was more than ten meters in the end, and there was indeed a layer of stone walls underneath, which was covered with wet mud, and the air had become very turbid.
To be precise, it is the stone gate.
This is the only passage to enter the secret space of the ancient tomb.
Zhou Li used his cell phone to illuminate the soil.
Seeing this, Mr. Jiang hurriedly took out his cell phone to illuminate him.
The material of the stone gate is relatively rare, at least Zhou Li has never seen it before. It has strange patterns carved on it and is not eroded by time. In Mr. Jiang's eyes, it is just an ordinary stone, as if it was dug up a rock layer.
Just as Zhou Li touched it, the pattern suddenly lit up.
At the same time, a voice sounded in his mind
‘The Heavenly Master obeys the six families, flatters the emperor’s orders, and carries heavy responsibilities. The Jiang family’s Heavenly Master must not enter without the will!’
The voice is old and powerful.
Zhou Li was stunned for a moment, and the matter was quite mysterious.
To be continued...