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Chapter 2365 Five hundred years ago

"An order from our ancestors? What does it mean?" Jia Zhengjin asked.

"It's the instructions left by our ancestors hundreds of years ago, asking us to build the ancestor cemetery at this time!" The foreman coughed a few times and answered with difficulty, "The construction site is full of children of the same clan, and they are all working in accordance with the instructions.

Big brother, the surrounding land has been bought by our clan a long time ago. Is there any misunderstanding? Did you make a mistake?"

The foreman probably thought that Jia Zhengjin had mistakenly recognized the land and thought they were building a cemetery on the other side's ground, so he came to stop them.

When Jia Zhengjin heard this, he looked at the foreman and asked: "In the clan? Which clan do you belong to?"

"Mr. Jia, we are Mr. Jia! We are somewhat famous in the local area. You can ask others!" the foreman replied hurriedly.

"Jia family?" Jia Zhengjin was slightly startled. Could it be his own descendant?

Pull back your strength now and let them all be free.

The foreman and all the workers of the same clan stood up and looked at Jia Zhengjin with eyes full of fear and curiosity.

"I'm not lying to you, this is really the land of our Jia family!" The foreman looked nervously at Jia Zhengjin, "Well... who are you? What happened just now? Are you the legendary superpower?"

The legendary person with super powers...

Jia Zhengjin frowned and looked at him: "Who is your ancestor? Why did he build the ancestor cemetery? And why was it not built before at this time?"

"Um..." the foreman shook his head in confusion, "I'm not very sure either. Only the clan leader knows about these things!"

"Clan leader? Where is he?"

"The patriarch is naturally in the village."

"Take me to him!"

"Ah? But..."

"I said, take me to see him!"

"Yes, yes!" The foreman recalled what he had just experienced and was quite afraid of Jia Zhengjin. He nodded in agreement repeatedly and turned to the workers, "You continue to build, I, I will take this guy back..."

After saying that, he took a careful look at Jia Zhengjin and saw that he had no objection, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The work in the cemetery continued. The foreman took Jia Zhengjin to a nearby hover car and asked him to get on it.

Jia Zhengjin did not hesitate and sat directly in the car, curiously looking at the structure inside the car.

The foreman came up anxiously, started the car and moved him quickly away.

The car was traveling very fast, and soon we arrived at a residential area with high-rise buildings.

It's said to be a rural area, and you can't see any backwardness. No matter the buildings or transportation, they all have a vague atmosphere of the future.

After the car stopped, the foreman took Jia Zhengjin into the village and soon came to the largest house among them.

In this house, there lives an old man with gray hair, who is at least a hundred years old. Although he is very old, he is very energetic. He is watering the flowers with a kettle at the moment.

"Grandpa Patriarch!" The foreman led Jia Zhengjin forward.

The old man put down the kettle and looked back at Jia Zhengjin: "Is this...?"

The foreman immediately went over and told the old man exactly what had happened.

The old man was a little surprised. He waved his hand and asked the foreman to go back and supervise the project. Then he gestured to Jia Zhengjin: "Please sit down!"

There is a stone table in the yard and four stone benches next to it, which are beautifully shaped.

"No, I'll ask a few questions and then leave!" Jia Zhengjin said bluntly, "Are you descendants of the Jia family? Which Jia family has a genealogy?"

"Of course there is a genealogy," the old man nodded and said, "but you have to explain your origins first. Why do you want to see our Jia family genealogy?"

"My name is Jia Zhengjin!"

"Jia Zhengjin?" The old man thought about it carefully and shook his head, "Which branch are you from?"

"This is what I want to ask your ancestors!" Jia Zhengjin said, "Hurry up and take out the family tree."

As he spoke, the huge power of the saint's body exploded.

The old man was startled. He thought it was a joke when the foreman mentioned it just now, but he was shocked when this happened suddenly.

The person in front of him was obviously not an ordinary person. In fact, the old man had never seen such a strange thing in his whole life.

As the leader of a clan, he would not be stupid enough to go against someone with supernatural powers.

"Please wait a moment!" The old man turned around and entered the house, rummaged through the boxes and found the genealogy. When he came back, he handed it to Jia Zhengjin. "This is the precious genealogy of my Jia family. Just take a look at it. Please don't destroy it!"

Jia Zhengjin ignored it and turned the family tree to the front and took a rough look.

The genealogy says that the ancestor of the Jia family, Jia Yuan, was originally named Lin, but was later adopted by his ancestors and changed his surname to Jia. The ancestors left a will and five hundred years later, the ancestor cemetery was built on the family land.

Shall not be violated.

In other words, they are not their descendants. Even if the so-called ancestors are their descendants, these descendants of the Jia family have no blood relationship with them. They are at most nominal descendants.

"Why are there no records of the names of the so-called ancestors?" Jia Zhengjin asked.

"I don't know," the clan leader shook his head. "It may be that the person who recorded the genealogy hasn't known it for a long time. It's also possible that the ancestors didn't leave their names."

"Where is the legacy you mentioned?" Jia Zhengjin frowned.

"The last page of the genealogy!" the patriarch replied quickly.

Last page?

Jia Zhengjin turned to the back and saw a string of Chinese characters on the last page of the genealogy. It indeed stated that the cemetery of the ancestors should be built five hundred years later. At the same time, he ordered that all the relics of the ancestors be placed in the cemetery and not a single one should be lost!

Seeing this, I couldn't help but frown and think. After a while, I turned around and asked, "Where are the relics of the ancestors?"

"A relic of the ancestor?" The patriarch had a puzzled expression on his face.

"Don't worry, they are meaningless to me!" Jia Zhengjin said, "I just want to see if there are any necessary clues, so get them quickly!"

The clan leader did not dare to refuse. Who knew where the other party came from? With his super power, no one dared to make trouble in front of him.

So he turned around and went back, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets to carefully retrieve all the relics of the ancestors.

Helte's shawl, stun gun, Bampa's kettle... they are all his collections as expected.

Five hundred years ago?

"This guest, you..." The patriarch was about to say something when he saw Jia Zhengjin put down the family tree and the relics of his ancestors, and disappeared in front of him into a ray of light.

He was stunned and looked up at the sky for a long time without saying a word. After a long time, he came back to his senses: "God, god?"

Jia Zhengjin, who was suspected of being a god, teleported back to Nuwa, frowning.

"Captain, what did you find?" Nuwa came over and asked.

Jia Zhengjin shook his head: "Teleport to five hundred years ago!"

"Five hundred years ago?" After hearing this, Nuwa rushed over and was curious, "What happened five hundred years ago?"

"The person we are looking for is not at this time. We need to go back five hundred years to find him!"

"Then I don't understand, why did the other party order this to be done five hundred years ago?"

"It's just because I don't understand, that's why I want to get to the bottom of it!"


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