What catches the eye is a small bridge with white jade railings. The bridge deck is also made of artificial white jade flooring. There is a huge backing stone at the head of the bridge, with three big characters "Xiawa Village" written on it with dragons and phoenixes dancing on it.
Looking further inside, rows of three-story buildings with white walls and green tiles are lined up in sight. The appearance of each small building is exactly the same. At first glance, there are about three to two hundred buildings.
Outside the small building is an asphalt road, with large-leaf sycamore trees planted on both sides of the road. Although it is still the end of the month, the leaves of the sycamore trees are as green as a wash.
Among the sycamore trees, street lamps are installed in regular intervals. The street lamps are simple and elegant in shape, and they look very charming.
In short, in Zhu Tianlei's eyes, this is completely different from the Xiawa Village he imagined.
After the driver of the Bengbeng truck took the money, he drove away in a Bengbengtu. For some reason, Zhu Tianlei felt that the driver of the Bengbeng truck seemed to have some fear of this village.
"Let's go in!"
Song Bainian took the lead and walked onto the stone bridge.
Zhu Tianlei followed behind. The further he walked into the village, the weirder he felt.
This village has hundreds of households, but there is no one on the street. It looks like a ghost village.
Song Bainian didn't seem to feel anything, he just walked straight along the asphalt road, and his pace became faster and faster, as if he was very eager.
About ten minutes later, Zhu Tianlei followed Song Bainian to the entrance of a huge courtyard like a temple.
Different from the architectural style of all small foreign-style buildings, this huge temple-like courtyard, with its antique flavor and carved beams and painted beams, is truly magnificent and magnificent.
There are two huge stone lions at the door, majestic and majestic, with bright red silk flowers tied around their necks.
Looking up, there is a huge plaque on the door, which reads "Song Ancestral Hall".
"Tian Lei, here we are."
For some reason, Zhu Tianlei could hear a bit of excitement and trembling from Song Bainian's words.
Following Song Bainian's movements, the heavy door was pushed open.
The courtyard was dark and full of people.
Zhu Tianlei was startled.
There were about one or two hundred people standing on both sides of the courtyard. There was an empty aisle in the middle. In the innermost part, there were a few old men sitting in black cotton-padded jackets. In the middle, an old man with a white beard and eyebrows longer than his eyes was sitting upright.
On a high-backed chair in the middle.
Seeing Song Bainian and Zhu Tianlei coming in, everyone in the yard glanced over, like the edge of a sword, with a bit of coldness and sharpness.
What is going on?
"Mr. Dejiu, I, Song Bainian, am back!"
Song Bainian looked at the old man sitting in the middle and said loudly.
"Nian Wazi, you are so damned, you actually dare to come back. Aren't you afraid that I will have you beaten so that you won't be able to leave Xiawa Village?"
Grand Duke Dejiu, leaning on a dragon-head crutch, stood up from his chair and without saying a word, cursed at Song Bainian.
"Mr. Deku, I told you when I left that my grandmother's death would never be in vain. Today I will open the coffin and conduct an autopsy."
Zhu Tianlei's eyes widened in shock. Did Song Bainian drag him back to dig his ancestor's grave?
What kind of trouble is Dean Song making!
"Nian Wazi, do you think that I, Song Dejiu, and the descendants of my Song family are easy to bully? You have been expelled from the Song family tree and have nothing to do with my Song family. I will never treat you badly.
Be kind-hearted and soft-handed.”
Zhu Tianlei stood behind Song Bainian, looking over Song Bainian's shoulder and looking at Song Dejiu who was speaking. This old man looked to be in his eighties at least, but he spoke with a strong voice, and he didn't give in much even to a young man.
"Mr. Dejiu, I respect you as the patriarch of the Song clan. I don't want to break up with you, so I tell you in advance, but this does not mean that I will give up my idea. I will definitely open grandma's coffin.
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"Just you?"
Song Dejiu sneered, and eight people wearing black leather jackets walked out. The leader had a bald head, and there was a tattoo on his head. There was also a centipede tattoo from his cheek to behind his ear.
With a fierce spirit.
Although the other people are not so scary, they don't look like bad guys at first glance.
"I invited these people from Shangchuan, people from Qinglong Hall. You have been growing up in Shangchuan. I don't need to tell you what Qinglong Hall is, right?"
When Song Dejiu said the words Qinglongtang, Zhu Tianlei clearly felt Song Bainian's shoulders shake.
"Song Dejiu, you, an old man, would actually invite outsiders to deal with your own juniors."
Song Bainian was an elegant man. At least Zhu Tianlei had never seen Song Bainian curse at anyone. Even when he faced Wan Tao's aggressiveness last time, he just kept his face down.
"Humph, Nian Wazi, you brought this upon yourself, close the door!"
Before Song Bainian and Zhu Tianlei could make any move, the door behind them was closed by two people. With a bang, the Song Ancestral Hall and the outside were separated into two worlds.
Zhu Tianlei was secretly frightened. He looked at the hundreds of people in the yard, all of whom seemed to have complaints about Song Bainian. What on earth was going on?
"Nian Wazi, don't blame me, Song Dejiu, for being cruel and ruthless. I have no choice but to sacrifice you for the sake of the Song family. Come on, the price will be as agreed upon before."
Song Dejiu said something to the bald head, and the eight people walked toward Song Bainian aggressively. The other people standing on both sides of the yard subconsciously took a few steps back.
"Tian Lei, I, Song Bainian, am a villain and brought you here, but I am really at my wits end. I only ask you one thing. No matter what, you must help me open the coffin and conduct an autopsy to find out the cause of grandma's death. I am dead.
It’s worth it.”
Song Bainian did not look back and said with his back to Zhu Tianlei.
Yaya bah!
Zhu Tianlei murmured in his heart. Although Zhu Tianlei was unhappy with Song Bainian's behavior, thinking about Song Bainian's character and looking at the current situation, what else could Zhu Tianlei do.
The bald head and several brothers rushed to Song Bainian's side.
"Old man, you'd better cooperate and take the initiative to follow me, otherwise you, with your old arms and legs, won't be able to stand up to our brothers."
Baldhead looked at Song Bainian and said.
Indeed, Song Bainian was thin and elegant, and in everyone's eyes he was powerless.
"Impossible, I can't go with you even if I die."
Song Bainian tried his best to look calm, but his voice was still trembling.
"In that case, don't blame us, you two go up and carry this person away."
The bald man said to the two people around him, completely ignoring Song Bainian.
But just when the two people were about to approach Song Bainian, a figure flashed in front of Song Bainian from behind. He was wearing a gray assault suit, a pair of jeans underneath, and a huge backpack on his back. It was Zhu Tianlei.
.
"If you want to take someone away, you have to pass my test first."
Zhu Tianlei stood there casually, without any intention of fighting. (To be continued)