The old man was typing on his mobile phone skillfully, and you could tell by the speed that he was playing really well.

Then the text was converted into a set male voice with a bit of an opera accent.

"Thank you. I'll grab some of the freshly picked fruit for you."

Uncle Ya grabbed two handfuls of wild fruits for the two people, and after Feng Yi got out of the car, he stuffed a few cherry-sized wild fruits into Feng Yi's hands.

Feng Yi had never eaten it before. Seeing that the two people in the car were eating happily, he took off his gloves, wiped the sweat on his hands and the small mud spots on the peel, and tried it.

Sweet, moist, and delicious.

The two men drove away quickly.

Uncle Ya took off his straw hat and fanned himself, threw the straw hat into the bamboo basket, looked at Feng Yi again, and quickly typed on his mobile phone to convert it into a voice: "Follow me."

Feng Yi quickly followed.

"Uh... what do you call me?" Feng Yi asked. It seemed disrespectful to call him Uncle Dumb directly.

"Just call Uncle Mute!" the voice on the mobile phone said.

Seeing that the other party really didn't care, Feng Yi didn't worry about it and just looked at the surrounding scenery and the smooth road.

"I see that the roads on the mountain are in good repair. Didn't you buy a mobility scooter?"

Uncle Dumb typed on his mobile phone: "I have food, drink and internet. What kind of car do you want?"

Feng Yi: "...that makes sense."

After thinking about it, Feng Yi decided to be direct.

"Uncle Dumb, do you know the purpose of my coming here?"

"I know~I've been waiting for a long time!"

"How do you say this?" Feng Yi asked.

The mute uncle didn't plan to talk much and turned on his cell phone to play music.

"Who is singing, warming up the loneliness..."

As he walked forward, he also danced to the rhythm.

Feng Yi: "..."

Sure, he is a healthy and lively old man.

Not long after, Feng Yi saw the "Feng Family Ancestral House" that the old housekeeper had mentioned.

This was the first time Feng Yi saw the legendary ancestral house, which was somewhat similar to the old buildings in historical period dramas.

The area is not very large, and every brick and tile is very antique, but not shabby. It is obvious that someone has taken good care of it. This dumb uncle really does his duty.

Uncle Mute walked into the house, put down the bamboo basket, and gestured for Feng Yi to follow him inside.

As he walked inside, he tapped his phone quickly and input a long text into speech.

The explanation with a hint of opera tone sounded in the quiet ancestral house.

"Did you see the sign with the word "Feng" written on it? That room over there is the place where the Feng family worships their ancestors. There are some tablets of the Feng family's ancestors."

Feng Yi pushed the door open and walked into the room. He glanced around and found nothing special.

It's clean inside and the space is quite large.

I also saw some tablets with the names of the ancestors of the Feng family, and the overall look did have a sense of ceremony. But Feng Yi had never heard of these names mentioned by his elders, nor had he heard of them from others. Go up three generations and remember them.

There are fewer people.

Look around the house carefully again.

How can I put it, there is nothing too unexpected, and it can be seen from the layout inside that no outsiders have come here for a long time. The so-called ancestral house, which is a place to worship ancestors, in this era, there are indeed no people here anymore

I care about these, but...

A task of 100 million!

That's it?!!

It’s not that I don’t respect the deceased, but in recent decades, people have gradually simplified the process of worship and sweeping. If a generation like Feng Yi had not received this task, he would not have the concept of an ancestral hall at all. It would just be

When I see some in TV dramas, I don’t think of them at all. When I sweep graves during the Qingming Festival, I rarely care about people three generations up.

It’s hard to imagine that the 100 million mission is in this place?

But now that he had arrived here, Feng Yi did not immediately look for the genealogy. After looking, he found that there were no kneeling mats like those in the TV series, and there were no incense, paper, etc., so Feng Yi stood in front of those tablets and worshiped.

Later, Feng Yi was about to search for the genealogy and ask Uncle Dumb if he had any clues. He turned around and saw Uncle Dumb waving, and a voice message was converted from his smartphone:

"Okay, that's enough. Come here quickly!"

Feng Yi:???

No, what does "just meaning is enough" mean?

Seeing that Uncle Dumb had already walked out, Feng Yi quickly followed.

Uncle Ya took Feng Yi to another house. There was a blue brick wall in the house that was no different from the surrounding one.

Uncle Ya pulled open the cover on the wall to reveal the fingerprint lock inside.

Feng Yi:!!!

Uncle Dumb raised his thumb and pressed on the fingerprint recognition interface, then took a step back and motioned for Feng Yi to press on it too.

Feng Yi looked confused. He walked forward and followed Uncle Mute's posture, raised his right thumb and pressed it.

With a beep, a door opened in the middle of a seemingly complete wall.

Uncle Dumb didn't go in this time, but made a signal to Feng Yi to go in alone.

Feng Yi did some mental construction for himself, always feeling that he knew some incredible information.

After looking inside, it didn't seem to be anything special, but it was made so mysterious that I felt more and more nervous.

But now that he has come this far, Feng Yi has no intention of retreating.

Take a deep breath, lift your feet and walk indoors.

The moment he walked in, the door moved away from the wall and closed again.

Feng Yi became even more nervous.

As the door on the wall is closed, many lights light up in the seemingly small interior. No material can be seen, it is not dazzling, but it is enough for illumination.

It was precisely because these lights were on that Feng Yi could see the room clearly. It was not as small a place as he thought.

However, there are no ancestral tablets here, nor anything of a sacrificial nature left behind. There are some paintings on the surrounding walls, some of which look like snakes, and some of which are weird. No matter what kind of paintings they are, they are all in a very ancient style.

After sweeping his eyes around, Feng Yi walked along the indoor wall again, but still found no so-called genealogy.

Genealogy…

Where is the family tree?

While muttering, his eyes fell on a circle area in the center of the room.

When you get closer, you see that this is not an ordinary circle, but a snake biting its own tail to form a circle.

When Feng Yi stepped into the circle, the money he wore around his neck automatically hung up.

One side of the snake pattern on the coin emits blue light, and at the same time, a high-frequency sound spreads from it.

Feng Yi heard it very vaguely, because except for the short period of the high-frequency sound at the beginning, the frequency of the subsequent sounds gradually exceeded the range that his ears could hear.

At the same time, not far from him, a pillar nearly one meter high rose from the ground. The upper stone slab of the seemingly seamless stone pillar unfolded, holding up a square-shaped object that resembled a book.

Why do I say similar? Because the cover of this book looks so weird!

Snakeskin!

He may not be able to tell the difference between other skins, but he will never admit it wrong with snake skin!

He had never seen this kind of pattern before, but it was different from the feeling Lu Yue's wallet gave him. It didn't look like the kind of skin that was peeled off directly, but rather like it peeled off automatically...

Snake shed!

Feng Yi even imagined that if such scales existed on a snake, how big would it be?

No, his focus right now shouldn’t be this!

He looked at the zodiac signs that were still emitting blue light and remained suspended in the money, then looked at the pillars that seemed to grow seamlessly from the ground, and finally focused on the book on the pillars.

I don’t know what kind of material it is made of, but it is simple and has an indescribable smell that makes people’s scalp numb.

The pages of the book turn automatically and quickly without wind.

Feng Yi couldn't see clearly what was written inside. He could only see that there were a few words written on each page, some long and some short, with different fonts and different writing techniques.

Is this the signature the old butler called?

Is this a family tree?

"This genealogy...is very different from the genealogy I understand..."
To be continued...