With Chen Tianyao and Chen Huan watching in shock, Chen Lizi lifted a wooden board under the bed.

There is actually an authentic tunnel inside!

Chen Tianyao said in a lost voice: "It turns out that my father has prepared for today, and even the tunnel for escape has been dug up..."

Chen Lizi waved his hand, signaled the two to follow, and then jumped into the tunnel. Chen Tianyao and Chen Huan looked at each other, followed Chen Lizi and jumped into the tunnel.

Chen Lizi took out the flint and lit the oil lamp on the wall, and the entire tunnel suddenly became bright.

Chen Tianyao and Chen Huan suddenly discovered that there was a spacious room at the end of the tunnel. This tunnel was clearly a dead path and could not be used to escape at all.

The two followed Chen Lizi silently and came to the room. There were clearly hundreds of spiritual cards in the room.

Chen Tianyao and Chen Huan opened their mouths wide and looked at these shocking spiritual cards in shock.

"It's great grandfather, grandpa's spiritual position..." Chen Huan's sharp eyes and saw the owner of the spirit card at a glance.

Chen Lizi nodded heavily, his face became extremely serious and solemn. He picked up two incense pieces, bowed to all the spirit cards, and put the incense into the incense burner.

"You two should also worship, for the deathly ancestors and family..."

Chen Tianyao and Chen Huan's hearts seemed to be blocked, and they silently scented and bowed three times with a serious expression.

Chen Lizi's voice became extremely painful: "Dad's name was originally Chen Kaide. In the 31st year of Wanli, his father was only in his teens at that time. The entire Chen family was killed by the ghost guy overnight. Dad was secretly sent to Batavia by his grandfather, and he escaped..."

The painful family history and bloody hatred made Chen Tianyao and Chen Huan almost breathless. Chen Huan's eyes were filled with tears, his fists were tighter and tighter, and his fingertips pinched on his palms, almost bleeding was almost oozing out. Chen Tianyao was already crying in a low voice, and his almond eyes were as red as peaches.

Chen Lizi silently took out a piece of white silk cloth from under the spirit card, with a few big words printed on it: "If you don't take revenge, you will be a son of man!" These big words have long been old and have long changed from bright red to dark black.

"At that time, my father made a great vow in Batavia that he must use the blood and heads of the ghosts to worship all the Han people who died in the 31st year of Wanli!"

"Dad has been planning for more than 30 years and finally let him wait! General Lin Chunhonglin, young and promising, does not regard us as a pariah, admits that we are Chinese people, and even openly declares that he will attack Manila by the end of the year and will pay the Spanish blood debts!"

Speaking of this, Chen Lizi's face suddenly became ferocious and began to laugh, like a ghost crying and howling.

"This time the Three Kingdoms ghosts united together, and the momentum is extremely great. My Chen family is likely to be in trouble..."

Chen Lizi suddenly raised his voice and roared in great depth: "I have been suffering for more than 30 years and don't want to continue to endure it anymore. This time, the Chen family is desperate to take revenge on the ghosts. Even if they can't seek revenge on the ghosts, they will die as much as possible, and strive to open their eyes to more Han people!"

"Dad, my son and the ghost guy will never stop!" Chen Huan held his right fist high, and almost bleeding from his eyes.

Chen Lizi touched Chen Huan's head lovingly, "There is no coward in the Chen family! Good looks! You have grown up, and your father is not far from you back then!"

After saying that, Chen Lizi looked at Chen Tianyao again, her eyes extremely complicated. Suddenly, Chen Lizi bowed solemnly and said, "Yaoer, Dad wants to ask you something!"

Chen Tianyao was shocked, flashed aside, and asked hurriedly: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Lizi was extremely serious and said, "Yao'er, dad will find an opportunity to send you out in the next days. If the Chen family is gone, you must live strongly!"

Chen Tianyao shook her head firmly without thinking, and said, "Even if you die, you will die here, I won't leave!"

Chen Lizi's tone was more firm, and there was no doubt: "This is not for my Chen family, but for all the Han people who are wandering overseas!"

This was said seriously, which made Chen Tianyao and Chen Huan stunned.

"This time the three kingdoms' ghosts united, General Lin may not be able to do anything. My father is worried that General Lin will be frightened by danger and no longer seek to control Nanyang. The Han people in Nanyang are dispersed and uneven. Without the support of the mainland, they can only be mermaid meat. This is absolutely unacceptable to all Han people in Nanyang."

"Dad heard that General Lin is less than thirty years old, and he is the age of a hero who loves beauty. Dad hopes that after you escape from Manila, you will find an opportunity to approach General Lin. Even if you cannot become his concubine, you must find a way to make him pay attention to Nanyang and never stop in Nanyang!"

"In the past few days, my father will write a letter to Li Siming. He also carries family feuds. I think he will help you. Do you understand?"

Use beauty to confuse Lin Chunhong, and then wait for an opportunity to blow the wind beside the pillow to find a guarantee for all the Han people in Southeast Asia?

Which girl is not full of longing and fantasy for the future? This is really hard for Chen Tianyao, who is young and frugal.

Unexpectedly, Chen Tianyao didn't even have a trace of shyness, just as calm as if she was usually tracing her eyebrows. "Daughter, please don't worry, dad!"

Chen Lizi stroked Chen Tianyao's hair, and crystal clear tears flowed out from his eyes...

Guangzhou Maritime Governor's Office.

Zhang Zhao casually leaned on his couch, looking at the blonde hair and blue eyes talking nonstop as if he was smiling.

The blonde and blue-eyed name is Vikrondo, who is an envoy sent by Manila Governor Coquela. Although he spoke strangely, his speech was very fast and his mouth was full of "God" and "Lord", which made Zhang Zhaopo a little impatient.

Zhang Zhao finally couldn't help it, straightened his back slightly, waved his hand to interrupt Vikrondo, and said, "Don't talk about those that don't, just say directly, what do Coquila want to do?"

Vikrondo was stunned for a moment, his mouth was blocked, like a fishbone stuck in his throat.

Vikrondo said frankly and bluntly: "Our Governor said that within three months, you must withdraw from Dagupan."

"Oh?" Zhang Zhao seemed a little interested and jokingly said, "Then you bring a letter to Coquila. Within two months, you must withdraw from Manila, otherwise..." Zhang Zhao's right hand slashed down fiercely, "Otherwise, after grabbing, beheading them all!"

Zhang Zhao's movements were full of power. When he fell into Vikrondo's eyes, he felt a little cold in his neck. He kept cursing in his heart: It was indeed a barbarian, who liked to chop his head bloodily. It would be better to hang him, and he was more civilized and could not see any blood.

Vikrondo took a deep breath, calmed down, and kept reminding himself: You must show full of confidence, yes, be proud! So he smiled contemptuously, glanced at the ceiling, snorted in his nose, and said proudly: "Now Spain, Portugal and the Netherlands have formed an alliance in Nanyang to jointly maintain the order in Nanyang. Any attempt to break the stability of Nanyang will inevitably suffer a devastating blow. Does the Governor not know?"

Zhang Zhao's mouth curled up slightly, bent into a curve, shook his head, and said without any attention: "I really don't know when it was the turn of the order of the South China Sea to intervene? Haven't you heard that the Nanyang is the Ming Dynasty's Nanyang? Only the Ming Dynasty is qualified to maintain the order of the South China Sea!"

"You? Maintaining order requires strength, Governor!" Vikrondo was completely angered by Zhang Zhao's indifferent attitude, raised his hands and roared fiercely.

"Is there any strength to worry about you? You continue to say, what else does Koquila have to say?"

Vikrondo has already left anger. He has been on missions for so many times and has not met a Lord who is unwilling to talk about anything. "Our Governor also asks you to withdraw the bandits near Manila immediately!"

Zhang Zhao widened his eyes, as if he had encountered the strangest thing in the world, and asked in vain: "Did I hear it wrong? There are bandits near Manila, what does it have to do with us?"

After saying that, Zhang Zhao regained his smile-smile expression, "I think this is better. If you don't have the ability to suppress the bandits, why don't I send some soldiers over? Help?"

Vikrondo cursed Zhang Zhao shamelessly, his face was so gloomy that it seemed to squeeze out water. He threatened viciously: "It's not a matter of trouble for the Governor, we will naturally solve it. However, what needs to be told to the Governor is that when suppressing bandits, it will inevitably hurt people around us. Although we will regret this accident, we can do nothing!"

Zhang Zhao stood up suddenly, his face turned extremely ferocious, and almost fire appeared in his eyes, and he shouted sternly: "You dare!"

Zhang Zhao rushed forward, his right index finger was almost about to dig out Vikrondo's eyes, and shouted: "Tell you! If you kill a Han Chinese, I will slaughter all the Spaniards on Luzon Island! In the future, in Nanyang, I will kill one and one pair of them when I see you!"

Zhang Zhaoyou was not satisfied with his hatred and ordered hatefully: "Take it!"

With a command, four guards flew out, and two guards kicked Vikrondo's knees one on the left and one on the right. Vikrondo shouted bitterly and fell to the ground. The other two guards grabbed Vikrondo's arm and pressed him hard to the ground.

Vikrondo finally felt scared, and even felt like the Lord was calling. He quickly shouted: "The two countries are fighting, and we will be sent to the envoy!"

Zhang Zhao sneered and said, "You are considered a country? Just a group of robbers! He dared to threaten me with the lives of the Han people in Manila and cut off one of his ears!"

A guard took out a sharp dagger, grabbed Vikrondo's right ear with his left hand, and gently stroked his right hand, blood splattered out, and the room was filled with a strong smell of blood. The guard held a bloody ear with his left hand and kept dripping blood on the ground.

Inside the house, Vikrondo's screams of slaughtering a pig came!

"God will not forgive you! Go to hell..." Viclodo's scolding was extremely sharp and quite cunning.

Zhang Zhao walked forward, took the blood-red ear from the guard and threw it on Vikrondo, "This ear will teach you a lesson! See if you will talk in the future! Get out..."
Chapter completed!