The reminder of middle-aged men is to remind young people not to resist the people in the Si family and to have more contact.

But the young man had other ideas and didn't want to marry a fool and let himself become a joke in the wealthy circle.

"Everyone is in place?"

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, his assistant Xu Yu came over, "Sir, all the secret guards have been dispersed."

"Go into the village. Xiao Jiang."

Wu Jiang followed the side of the Fifth City Sect and asked in a difficult manner: "Dad, what exactly does that little god hall have?"

The fifth city sect said: "Now is not sure if that is the temple we are looking for. Rumor has it that there are things that we ancient warriors dream of, and it is also the source of history of our three major families."

The fifth Jiang couldn't help but feel trembling.

The fifth city sect narrowed his black eyes slightly, "And this is just a few rumors."

There are more things hidden in that temple.

Except for China.

People outside are also looking for this mysterious ancestral god hall.

*

Si Yu and his friends' cars were blocked by the car parked at the intersection as soon as they entered the village entrance.

"Who's relatives from Hedong Village have returned?"

Fu Yuanyu looked at Fu Zhuo.

Fu Zhuo thought for a while and shook his head: "I haven't heard of any family in Hedong Village who has such a generous relative outside."

"Grandpa, could someone else take the wrong path?"

"It should be."

Si Yu opened the car door and walked down.

The indifferent gaze swept accurately to all directions.

Not taking the wrong path.

It was a purposeful entry into the village.

There are ancient martial artists who have weak aura and have cultivated their fur.

The other party had no intention of attacking, so Si Yu ignored it.

Si Yu turned around and helped Fu Zhuo get his luggage.

"Xiao Yu, come on mom."

Fu Yuanyu must take the luggage that Si Yu picked up when he locked the car.

"Aunt, my cousin and I can just take it," Fu Linhan took half of his luggage.

They had just walked in and a dozen cars came in behind them.

*

All the way into the village.

Someone in the village rode an electric donkey out, and when he saw Fu Zhuo, he pointed in front, "Uncle Fu, your Fu family has a relative here."

"Our home?"

Fu Zhuo was stunned.

There is no one else except the Si family who can have such a style.

The uncle riding an electric donkey said, "Yes, they have gone to your temple."

Fu Zhuo frowned.

In addition to a valuable black jade plaque, the Fu family's temple is worth an ancient building.

"Dad, let's put our luggage home first and then go there."

"No, I have to go and have a look."

"Put your luggage first," Si Yu walked forward.

Fu Zhuo was anxious, but he still followed everyone back to Fu's house first.

The Fu family’s old house is at a distance from the sacred hall, in different directions.

The old house is indeed old and needs to be cleaned.

Fu Linhan and Fu Linyue followed the cleaning together, and Si Yu helped to arrange the furniture.

Fu Yuanyu led everyone to scan.

The old house of Fu family is carved from wood, with a Hui style.

Now in the village, the Fu family is a wooden house, and the others have made modern style buildings.

Si Yu looked at the god's seat hanging in the main hall, wiped it and put it back on its original position.

She looked down and saw the sign next to the god platform. She took it out and took it and took it.

Wood a hundred years ago.

It's the thing I've played with.

"Grandpa is called Fu Yi?"

"It's called Fu Yi, what's wrong?"

"nothing."

Si Yu put the wooden sign back.

"Yuan Yu, my dad goes to the temple to take a look. I always feel uneasy."

"Dad, let's go there together after we finish cleaning. You will have to stay there for a few hours later when you pass."

Fu Yuanyu knew that her father attached great importance to the temple and was worried that he would have conflicts with those people, so he might as well wait for others to leave before going over.

But Fu Zhuo couldn't wait anymore, so he got up and walked towards the temple.

"Dad, wait for us, hurry up, follow us." Fu Yuanyu put down the rag and asked the three children to follow us.

*

Outside the guesthouse.

Han Mulin shook the fax message he had just received.

Qiu Xiyuan's car stopped in front of Han Mulin with a tail-swinging tail, and the wind blew the paper in his hand away.

Han Mulin took the cigarette from his mouth and threw it into his car.

"Damn it! Mr. Han, you are murdering."

Qiu Xiyuan was so scared that he threw the cigarette butt out immediately.

Han Mulin opened the co-pilot's door and sat in.

"What's going on? The fifth family in Shencheng has also gone to Songshan County."

"How do I know that not only the fifth family, but even the people from the Si family have come. These people are still hiking to Hedong Village, and our people are still staring inside. Those beasts are hiding in the village. If we weren't worried about disturbing the people, we wouldn't have to be so passive."

Qiu Xiyuan cursed.

Han Mulin leaned back into the back seat, squinted his eyes lazily, "Go in."

"Now? Not so good, I want to have a conflict with them..."

"Say their two families to obstruct official duties."

“…”

OK, Mr. Han, you are so awesome.

*

The outer periphery of the temple is a bit gloomy, with towering trees surrounding the shapes standing on both sides of the small ancient building.

A gust of wind blew, and the treetops rustled.

Behind there is a stream flowing to both sides.

"Crash!"

Something was thrown into the stream.

In such a beautiful environment, sudden changes occurred.

"Sir, it seems to be a few tomb robbers," Xu Yu walked out from behind, with water and mud on his leather shoes. He stood beside the Fifth City Sect and whispered: "They are ancient warriors, and they killed a few of us secret guards."

The fifth city sect frowned.

"Dad, I'll go and have a look."
To be continued...