As the sun sets, the fields at the foot of the green hills are buzzing with insects and frogs, and pheasants fluttering around in the grass.

It was originally a harmonious scene in nature, but in a field, a disharmonious scene was discovered.

In a crop field, the scattered trees around were cut down, and corn stalks as tall as a person on the ground were cut off and thrown to the ground without mercy.

On the ground, a piece of land was cleared, and several servants held shovels and dug a rectangular pit in the center of the ground.

The pit is not deep, reaching about a person’s knees.

Just as these servants were about to continue digging, a dozen servants emerged from the crop field nearby, each holding a wooden stick.

"What are you going to do?"

Yan Tianlu jumped out and pointed at the group of strong men. Seeing their fierce looks, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, "Do you...do you know that this is the Jiang family's territory?"

"It's because I know it's the Jiang family's territory that I decided to come."

Hu Tang walked out leisurely from behind the crowd, shaking a fan with a jade handle in his hand, and said arrogantly: "You Jiang family are really bullying others."

As he spoke, he put away the fan in his hand with a "pop" sound, pointed the tip of the fan at the tip of Yan Tianlu's nose, and said coldly: "You said that the feng shui here is good and it is suitable for burying people?"

Yan Tianlu knew that Mr. Hu in front of him usually did both good and bad things, and he was not someone who was easily offended.

However, since he has taken over the affairs of the Jiang family, he cannot retreat before the battle.

"Master Hu!"

Yan Tianlu laughed and said, "You are so generous. Mr. Jiang will definitely remember your kindness."

"Bah!" Hu Tang looked at Yan Tianlu's face and spat, saying bitterly: "Does this young master use him to remember his kindness?"

"Isn't it miserable for the Jiang family to harm me?" Hu Tang said reluctantly, "They poisoned me. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to survive. Now, I still want to dig a grave here and bury a sinner. Don’t even think about it.”

Yan Tianlu also knows about the grievances between the Hu family and the Jiang family.

He knew that the person in front of him was not an easy person to deal with.

Yan Tianlu hurriedly bent down, lowered his posture and said: "Master Hu, as people say, the light goes out after death. Since Mr. Jiang has been punished, I have the power to spare him and give him a place to stay."< /p>

"I'll give him a place to stay, right here?"

Hu Tang raised his chin slightly, with a sharp light in his peach blossom eyes. He pointed the fan in his hand to the ground and then to a mountain in the distance, and said coldly: "Look, he died, but he found a place." It’s a great place with plenty of sunshine and flowers blooming in spring, but his grave faces the mulberry mountain of my home. It touches the feng shui of my home.”

"How can this affect your family's feng shui?" Yan Tianlu was unconvinced, "Look, the Young Master's Sangshan Mountain is far away from here, and there are all ancestral graves there, so how can it affect it?"

"How can it not affect it?" Hu Tang insisted and said bitterly: "He wants to kill me when he is alive. If he is dead, he will also affect the feng shui of our entire Hu family. How can I tolerate it?"

"Master Hu, do you need evidence to do things?" Yan Tianlu's eloquence is almost inferior to the master's thinking.

Hu Tang looked innocent and asked: "Jiang Chengyun was buried in his ancestral grave. Those clan leaders were afraid of affecting the feng shui and Jiang family's family style. Do you have any evidence?"

Yan Tianlu was speechless when asked.

The old man on the side is the old housekeeper of the Jiang family, who is called Kong Xing.

He stepped forward tremblingly and reminded: "Master Hu, no matter what, this land is now our Jiang family's land. No matter what we do on our own land, Master Hu will not be able to peck it."

"It's the Jiang family's land now," Hu Tang smiled slightly, "but it won't be long after that."

"You..." Kong Xing hesitated and said, "After this land changes hands, Mr. Hu will come and stop it."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and ordered: "Everyone, keep digging!"

"Yes!"

The eight servants of the Jiang family picked up shovels and started to work.

"Let's see who dares!"

In the air, I thought of Hu Tang's cold threatening voice, "The Jiang family has suffered a great loss for me. Before this bad temper came out, Jiang Chengyun died."

He glanced at everyone with his sharp eyes and sneered coldly: "Today, I'm just looking for an opportunity to go out, otherwise I'm afraid I'll break my body."

That cold look crawled up a person's spine like a poisonous snake, frightening all the servants to the point where they stood there, not daring to move.

They are all slaves.

The life of a slave is inherently cheap.

There were dozens, if not hundreds, of the girls thrown off the cliff by Jiang Chengyun.

They also know many of those girls.

Such a living person was abused and killed by Jiang Chengyun, and died so miserably.

These servants also have emotions. They hate their master for not treating them as human beings and for being cruel, but in order to survive, they have to lower their heads and bend down to work for the Jiang family.

Now, that devil Jiang Chengyun is dead.

While they were worried about their future, they were also excited.

At this time, who would confront Mr. Hu for no reason, be poisoned, or even lose their life because of it?

The eight servants stood there, with the shovels in their hands falling to the ground. Everyone was holding on to the wooden handle. You looked at me, I looked at you, but no one moved first.

Seeing this, Yan Tianlu took a few steps back, approached Kong Xing, and whispered, "What do you think we should do?"

Kong Xing glanced at him and said bitterly: "You chose the land, and you set the time. If you can't dig a new grave tomorrow, and the clan chiefs of the Jiang Mansion make a fuss, I will definitely not let you go."

"There's nothing I can do..." Yan Tianlu stamped his feet anxiously, "He's stopping me and won't let me do it. What can I do?"

Kong Xing looked at the young man in a blue brocade robe and said coldly: "Since Mr. Hu insists on insisting on entanglement, don't blame us for being rude."

He suddenly lowered his head and blew a copper whistle in his hand, and the clear and long whistle sound spread far and wide.

Suddenly, at the top of the green mountain in the distance, several black shadows jumped down from the cliff, passed through the dense forest, and flew towards this place like a gust of wind.

Getting closer and closer, I took a closer look and saw that the black figures were all wrapped in black clothes. The only bright spots on their bodies were the huge arrow pouches on their backs and the scabbards on their waists.

As they got closer, they uniformly drew out the swords from their waists while galloping, and with one stroke, they chopped off any bunch of branches blocking the road.

The movements are quick and ruthless, without any sloppiness.

He is a professional killer.

Hu Tang felt cold in his heart, and he suddenly held the fan in his hand. He took a few steps back warily, "What do you want to do?"

He looked at Kong Xing and said coldly: "You want to kill us?"

Old God Kong Xing stood up straight, with an indifferent expression on his face, "Why not?"
Chapter completed!