Ghostly Tomb

Chapter 299 Great Martial Hall

When these small footsteps passed by Chen Zhi's house and gradually disappeared, Chen Zhi touched the long knife beside the pillow, turned out of the bed softly, and saw that Dazheng next to him was still fast asleep, and Chen Zhi didn't wake him up. He pushed the door softly and walked out.

Chen Zhi walked a few steps after going out, and saw a large group of people walking towards the backyard quickly in the darkness, the number was actually hundreds.

Chen Zhi put the knife on his back, and followed these people lightly, deliberately keeping a long distance to prevent being discovered by the people in front. Finally, Chen Zhi saw that these people walked into the deepest part of Zheng's courtyard In an earthen building.

This earthen building is very large, covering nearly seven to eight hundred square meters across, two stories high, and the walls are all gray and earthy, which looks very inconspicuous.

This large group of people entered through the main entrance, and Chen Zhi saw that behind the earth building there was a dilapidated wooden ladder close to the window, and the window was full of lights.Taking advantage of the noise at the main entrance, Chen Zhi turned to the back of the earth building, grabbed the broken wooden ladder and jumped up, looking into the window.

I saw that under the window on the second floor was a very spacious meeting hall, and a group of people were gathering in it, chatting chirpingly.There are all men here, everyone is dressed in simple clothes, and there is no procrastination in their bodies.

But in the middle of the hall, there is a circle of large grand master's chairs, and there is a person sitting on each of the grand master's chairs.Most of these people are old people over half a century old, but there is a young man in his twenties. Uncle Jiu is sitting in a conspicuous position at the front of the hall. different from daytime.

Chen Zhi counted, and there were exactly 108 people sitting on the grand master's chair.Behind Jiu Shugong is a large altar, and the front of the altar is filled with densely packed tablets.Chen Zhi looked carefully, and saw that the altar was dedicated to Patriarch Bodhidharma.A plaque hangs on it, with three golden characters written, Great Martial Hall.

"This is indeed a group of martial arts practitioners," Chen Zhi thought silently, and immediately held his breath and looked down.

Just look at the movements of the people in the hall very sharply, they whispered to each other, and their voices were very soft, but after Uncle Jiu waved his hand, the room fell silent instantly.

"Uncle Jiu, have you seen it clearly? Is that foreigner really carrying a gun?" the young man in his twenties on the grand master's chair respectfully asked Uncle Jiu in front of him.

"I see it clearly!" Uncle Jiu nodded silently, and replied in standard Mandarin, "I can't be mistaken, that foreigner definitely has more than one guy on him, and his body is full of murderous looks. He opened his mouth and said he was going to Guakeng Village, I guess he came here for that foreigner in Guakeng Village."

"Hey! Who cares what he's here for? Just tie him up and torture him. You don't have to do anything. We will leave this matter to our Jin family." After the young man sitting on the grand master's chair said this sentence , cheers sounded from behind.

"No", Uncle Jiu shook his head lightly, and glanced at the young man, who immediately dared not speak.

"Little Jinzi, you have just been in charge of the family. Don't be too impatient in everything. You have to be forgiving and forgiving. Our Zheng family has been praised by all the clans. We have managed this town for many years and there has been no major incident. We need to know that people Don't offend me, I won't offend others, don't provoke right and wrong if you have nothing to do. Don't offend people easily. This person's origin is unknown, if he didn't come for the treasure, then let him go, just like the person surnamed Wang in Guakeng Village, as long as he doesn't make any moves , we just ignore it."

"A person surnamed Wang? Is he talking about Fat Wei?" Chen Zhi's heart moved, and he opened his held breath, and let it out in one breath.

But at this moment, the hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone froze there silently. Uncle Jiu's face slowly twisted as if his face was covered with pulp, looking like Chen Zhi was hiding.

"No, these Lianjiazi are too powerful, you can hear them in one breath." Chen Zhi yelled in his heart, but he didn't hesitate, he kicked his legs and jumped downstairs, and then flung himself away. Legs, ran wildly to the sleeping house.

Along the way, Chen Zhi didn't feel that anyone was chasing him. When he ran to the door of the house, he shouted, "Da Zheng, get up, we're leaving here soon." After speaking, he pushed the door open with a bang.

But when the door opened, Chen Zhi was stunned. He saw Jiu Shugong and a group of people standing in the room, and Xiao Jinzi, who was sitting on the grand teacher's chair and talking just now, was pressing Dazheng on the bed, and Dazheng opened his eyes wide. His eyes widened and his face was full of panic, not knowing what had happened.

Chen Zhi took a step back, tried his best to adjust his breathing, touched the gun with his right hand, and observed the actions of this group of people with vigilant eyes.

Seeing Chen Zhi touch the gun, Uncle Jiu immediately raised his hand and warned, "Little brother, trust me, don't move!"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Chen Zhicai noticed that people were hanging from the beams of the house, and the thing in his hand gleamed coldly in the dark, it was a hidden weapon.

Uncle Jiu saw Chen Zhi put down his hand touching the gun, coughed slightly, walked over lightly, and clasped his fists at Chen Zhi.

"Little brother, my old name is Zheng Tai, and I'm only a hundred years old. I offended you just now."

Uncle Jiu now speaks standard mandarin without a single word of dialect. He is full of imposing manner, and it can be seen from his gestures that this old man is definitely not a mortal.

Uncle Jiu continued to say:
"The Guakeng Village you are looking for is just behind the two mountains, deep in the dense forest, and it is a very closed village. There are dozens of aborigines living in that village. We have no contact with them at all.

Our town has big rules and many clans. We have to discuss everything with the clansmen. Our ancestors a few lifetimes ago have agreed on the rules, and no clansman can enter the back mountain privately.If there is an issue in the mountains, people from 108 clans must gather and go into the mountains together to solve it.This rule has been maintained for hundreds of years and has never been broken, so there is nothing we can do about your matter, sorry. "

After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he clasped his fists very humbly.

At this time, Dazheng, who was pressed on the bed, couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "I said, why are you so stubborn, old man? How much money can you make selling those two pieces of bacon on the side of the road? You take us A trip into the mountain will surely be enough for you to sell bacon for half a year. Why bother with those outdated rules? Besides, if you don’t go, don’t go. Why are you mobilizing so many people? Those who don’t know think you’re going to rob us! "

"Don't talk nonsense", Chen Zhi yelled loudly to stop Dazheng, turned around and said to Uncle Jiu very politely, "Old man, if you offend me, we will leave at dawn."

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