After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 695: Conflict, I’m targeting the sponsor!

"Moving a grave requires so much attention? No one else is allowed to get close?"

When Chen Yang heard this, his brows instantly frowned.

"Of course not. I heard that the Feng Shui master they found said that we have to guard the place for 49 days and no one is allowed to get close, otherwise it will disturb their ancestors and ruin the Feng Shui of your Chen family's ancestral tomb..."

Huang Can shrugged, "Not to mention your surname Chen, people with other surnames are not allowed to get close. We have a piece of land over there, and we have to take a detour to get there."

"Heh, his father wasn't buried here, so nothing would happen. But now that he's buried here, if other people get close to him, it will affect the Feng Shui? That's hilarious."

Chen Yang sneered, "Now that you mention it, I have to go and take a look."

"You really have to go and take a look. It's best to ask your uncle to take a look. I think this matter is weird. I'm afraid that Chen Jingzong's family has done nothing good..."

Huang Can came over specifically to give Chen Yang some bitter bamboo shoots. He said all this just to get Chen Yang's attention.

Chen Yang didn't say much. He asked Hei Hu to look after the house and immediately went towards his hometown.

Passing through the bitter bamboo forest behind Mr. Song’s house is a large piece of mulberry land.

Inside the hometown, there are clusters of graves, both new and old.

This is where the ancestral tomb of the Chen family in Jiapigou is located.

Many of the Chen family’s great-great-grandfathers and ancestors are buried here.

In recent years, there is not much space left in this hometown. With the development of the times, people's concept of ancestral graves is not as deep as before, and many people don't necessarily want to be buried here. Therefore, some graves can be seen here and there in the fields and corners of the village.

People have their own piece of land, there is no need to come here to squeeze in.

Looking around, there are graves everywhere, many of which are abandoned. Without direct descendants to worship and take care of them, it looks very desolate.

Only during festivals and when the clan organizes grand sacrifices, will the owners of these graves have a chance to receive some incense and offerings.

Chen Yang came to the ancestral tomb and saw a vacant lot at the junction of the bitter bamboo forest, which was filled with used firework cartons.

There were confetti everywhere from the explosion of firecrackers.

You can see that the scene is really grand.

Not far away, there was a makeshift shack. As soon as Chen Yang approached, a middle-aged man came out.

The man was wearing a grey vest, had a square face and short shaved hair. He looked very burly, with muscles all over his body, and a strong sense of power.

"stop."

Before Chen Yang could speak, the other party scolded him.

Chen Yang frowned slightly, "Is this the person?"

"Yes, it's him."

Huang Can also came over. He couldn't miss this excitement. "They just beat up Chen Guobing and his son."

The middle-aged man looked at Chen Yang and the other man with a grim expression, "If you don't want to be beaten, leave now."

Chen Yang ignored him and just walked past.

The middle-aged man seemed to instinctively feel threatened by Chen Yang and immediately became defensive. "Boy, this is the Chen family's ancestral tomb. We have informed the Chen family in the village that no one is allowed to approach here during this period of time. Don't break the rules."

"Who are you?"

Chen Yang asked calmly.

The middle-aged man paused when he heard this. His instinct told him that the young man in front of him was not easy to mess with. Although he did not reveal any aura, he gave him a frightening feeling.

"My name is Fang Ping, and I am..."

"What's the matter? I'm not interested in knowing who you are. Since your last name is not Chen, what are you doing in my ancestral graveyard?"

"I……"

The middle-aged man was a little speechless. Didn’t you ask me who it belongs to?

For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

Chen Yang asked, "Did you beat up anyone from our Chen family?"

"I……"

The middle-aged man was intimidated by Chen Yang's momentum and was speechless.

Master, this young man is definitely a master.

Moreover, I’m afraid his strength is not inferior to mine.

I am already in the middle stage of the spiritual realm. This young man looks to be in his twenties at most. How can he be so strong?
Huang Can stood by with his arms folded, looking like he was enjoying the show.

"Which hand did you hit?" Chen Yang asked again.

The middle-aged man finally came to his senses, frowned, and said to Chen Yang, "Young man, your last name is Chen too? Which generation?"

"I'm asking you, which hand did you use to hit that person?" Chen Yang repeated it again.

The middle-aged man did not realize the seriousness of the matter at all, and continued, "Chen Jingzong is my father-in-law. In fact, I am of the same generation as your Chen family..."

Chen Yang frowned slightly, his eyes turned cold.

The middle-aged man was still showing off. "You look young, so you should not be of high generation. My father-in-law and the elders of your Chen family have already discussed it very clearly. If you don't understand the situation, go back and ask the elders of your Chen family..."

So noisy!
Chen Yang lost his patience and was about to take action.

"Xiaoyang."

At this time, a voice came from the direction of the bitter bamboo forest.

Then, several people came over here.

The leaders were Chen Guoqiang and Chen Jingdong, an elder of the Jing generation.

He is an old man in his eighties, still in good spirits. He is Chen Guoqiang's uncle, so Chen Yang has to call him grandpa.

After the ancestor passed away, there were no more elders of the An generation in the Chen family of the village, and the only ones left were those of the Jing generation.

The people of the Jing generation are all in their seventies and eighties. There are only a few of them left in the village. They can be counted on two hands.

Behind the two of them followed a father and son.

Chen Guobing and his son Chen Zhiyong.

Chen Guobing is in his fifties and looks quite dark and strong. Chen Zhiyong is in his early twenties, about the same age as Chen Yang, but looks much older.

Both father and son worked outside, doing work on construction sites, so they naturally looked old early.

Both of them have faces that look very honest.

Both the father and son had bruises on their faces, and it looked like they had been beaten severely.

resignedly.

Chen Yang originally wanted to beat up this guy named Fang Ping, but when Chen Guoqiang and the others arrived, he couldn't do anything.

"Director Chen, you came at the right time. This kid wants to enter the ancestral tomb..."

When he saw Chen Guoqiang, the middle-aged man immediately started to complain.

Seeing Chen Yang, Chen Guoqiang obviously felt a little headache.

Before he could speak, Chen Yang said, "Uncle Guoqiang, what's going on? I can't even enter my own ancestral tomb? And there's an outsider who came from nowhere guarding here..."

Chen Guoqiang laughed dryly, signaling him to stay calm, and then explained the situation to the middle-aged man.

"They haven't been back these past few days, so they don't know what happened. Brother, you really shouldn't have hit someone. If something like this happened, you should have come to me first to resolve it. Look at what's happened now..."

……

The middle-aged man looked at Chen Guoqiang, then looked at Chen Guobing and his son behind Chen Guoqiang, as if he had figured something out.

"I see. You guys are trying every possible means to get some money from me, right?"

The middle-aged man smiled contemptuously, "It is true that poor and remote places produce unruly people. They just want money, why bother with all these twists and turns?"

"Who are you calling a troublemaker?"

Chen Guobing was furious when he heard this. He was not afraid of so many people. He pointed at the middle-aged man and cursed, "You bastard, you dead plague. I'm going home to worship my ancestors. I didn't provoke you. You hit me, I'm going to report you to the police..."

Report to the official?

"No, not really."

Chen Guoqiang quickly stopped him, "It's just a misunderstanding, just make it clear..."

"What misunderstanding? Look at what he did to us. Can this be considered a misunderstanding?"

Chen Guobing has a very loud voice, and it seems like he wants to shout so loudly that the whole village can hear him.

Chen Yang stood aside. He also wanted to see how Chen Guoqiang would handle this matter.

On one side are the financiers who want to invest in the village, and on the other side are their own clansmen.

The sponsor beat his own people.

If he defends his financial backer and treats things unfairly, he will probably lose all his prestige in the village.

But if he offended the financial sponsor for the sake of his clan members, and the sponsor took back the investment in the village, where could he find such a good sucker?

This is a dilemma.

Chen Guoqiang said to the middle-aged man, "Brother, what you just said was too much. What do you mean by poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people? You beat someone up and gave him the name of a unruly person. Isn't this pure bullying?"

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "How much money have I spent on you these days? Don't you know it yourself? It's only been a short time, and you keep coming here to cause trouble?"

"you……"

Chen Guoqiang paused, having never expected the other party to be so aggressive.

"Cough cough."

At this time, Chen Jingdong coughed lightly, "Jingzong family, you city people look down on us mountain people. I won't bother with you, but you said we blackmailed you, so I have to argue with you..."

Chen Guoqiang's face was full of black lines. What are you talking about? Aren't you just making trouble?
He was about to say something when he heard the middle-aged man say, "Come on, old man, I beat someone up, I admit it, just tell me how much you want?"

His gaze turned directly towards Chen Guobing and his son.

Chen Guobing and his son were both stunned.

It's so infuriating that he is still so domineering after beating someone up.

"Is one hundred thousand enough? Is it enough for the medicine expenses?" the middle-aged man asked aggressively.

"What?" The father and son were a little confused.

"Not enough? How can it be 200,000? Is 200,000 enough?"

Having money means being willful and confident. "You..."

Chen Jingdong was furious. "What do you think we are? We mountain people don't have much money, but we are not poor. We have backbone. You beat someone up and are still so arrogant. It seems that I have to have a good talk with Chen Jingzong..."

"Uncle Dong."

At this time, Chen Guobing suddenly called him.

Chen Jingdong was filled with righteous indignation. "Soldier boy, don't be angry. Uncle Dong will take care of this matter for you. If I had known that Chen Jingzong's family was such a person, I should not have agreed to let them bury their ancestors back..."

"Uncle Dong, calm down."

Chen Guobing quickly patted Chen Jingdong on the back and said, "It's not impossible to discuss this matter."

"Ok?"

Chen Jingdong was stunned for a moment and looked up at Chen Guobing.

But Chen Guobing said to the middle-aged man, "Do you mean 200,000 for one person, or 200,000 for two people?"

Chen Jingdong was stunned when he heard this.

Damn, I've been standing here angry for a long time, and you just surrendered to the enemy?

Chen Yang, Chen Guoqiang and others were also at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

These father and son are too weak in the knees.

However, that is two hundred thousand. For ordinary people, two hundred thousand is not a small amount.

If you can earn $200,000 by getting beaten up, I believe the people lining up will stretch all the way to the Pacific Ocean.

This father and son said they were working outside, but actually they were just moving bricks on a construction site. It was very tiring. How much money could they earn in a year?

Two hundred thousand is enough for them to earn for a long time.

We can't say they are greedy, it's just that people have to bow to reality.

Some people say that people should have integrity and should not bow down for a few pieces of silver. That is easy to say, but if people are really hungry, let alone five pieces of rice, even five pieces of bran will be snatched away.

Poverty is the original sin.

Chen Yang didn't say anything, Chen Guoqiang didn't say anything, and Chen Jingdong was just standing there sulking, feeling very disappointed with his friend.

Chen Guobing and his son have the right to choose how to deal with this matter. If other people intervene, wouldn’t that be preventing others from getting rich?

For Chen Guoqiang, as long as one is willing to pay and the other is willing to take the money, the matter is resolved satisfactorily.

The middle-aged man looked at Chen Guobing and his son with disdain and said, "Two hundred thousand each. If you are satisfied, give the card number to Director Chen. Director Chen, please contact my father-in-law to transfer the money. I will explain it to him."

"Satisfied, satisfied."

Chen Guobing nodded repeatedly. Two hundred thousand per person, that would be four hundred thousand, enough for his son to buy a house in the county town and get married.

This person is not an enemy at all; he is clearly a noble person.

He even felt a little regretful that he didn't bring his wife and little son back with him.

The middle-aged man warned, "After you take the money, don't come to make trouble again, otherwise, I will break your legs."

"sure!"

Chen Guobing nodded repeatedly and did not mention ancestor worship anymore.

For many people, the so-called ancestor worship is just to ask for blessings from the ancestors so that they can live a better life, right?

Now that I have the money, won’t my life be better?
This guy really lacks some backbone.

But it’s not easy for others to say anything. After all, it’s their own choice. You have money, so there’s no need to talk nonsense.

With 400,000 yuan in front of you, how many people can remain indifferent?
"What about you? How much do you want?"

The middle-aged man looked at Chen Yang with undisguised contempt on his face.

Chen Yang found it a little funny.

"Do you think I'm short of you guys?" Chen Yang said lightly.

The middle-aged man paused when he heard this. If his intuition was correct and this young man was really a spiritual realm expert like him, then he might not be able to be dealt with by just spending some money.

The middle-aged man's face darkened. "So, you came here on purpose to cause trouble? Do you want to fight me?"

"Who do you think you are?"

Chen Yang chuckled, "I want to go in now and take a look at my ancestral tomb. If you have the ability, feel free to stop me."

After saying that, he didn't care about anyone and walked straight to the cemetery.

"stop."

The middle-aged man shouted loudly, immediately chased after him, and reached out to grab Chen Yang's shoulder.

In the middle stage of the spiritual realm, there is still some power.

However, in Chen Yang's eyes, it was really not good enough.

He grabbed the middle-aged man's wrist and threw him over his shoulder.

"Oh!"

The middle-aged man was swung up and thrown three or four meters away, and fell heavily to the ground.

It hurts to look at it.

"Xiaoyang!"

Chen Guoqiang was startled and hurried over.

This kid was so careless that he beat up his financial sponsor. How could this be tolerated?

He quickly helped the middle-aged man up.

The middle-aged man was a little dazed after being thrown down, but he was more shocked.

He didn't even know how he flew out just now. The strength of this young man was absolutely unfathomable.

At least they are probably in the late spiritual realm.

He was about to say something, but when he looked up, Chen Yang was gone.

……

Oh, sponsor?

I am targeting the sponsor.

The first thing Chen Yang did when he entered the cemetery was to visit the tombs of his ancestors.

The tombs of my great-grandfather, great-grandmother, and grandmother remain intact.

The layout of the cemetery seems to have not changed much, except that a new tomb has been built in the northeast corner of the cemetery.

It covers a large area, about 20 to 30 square meters, which is definitely a large space in the crowded cemetery.

The surrounding area is filled with wreaths and the tomb is covered with tiles, making it look everlasting and magnificent.

The name of the tomb owner is written on the tombstone.

Chen Antai.

It was the new grave that had just been moved from Goupaiyan in Huangjia Village.

Chen Yang used his mental power to probe directly inside.

I want to see the layout of this tomb.

This time, there was no slanted burial, and it was not a situation of being full and hungry at the same time. It looked quite normal.

He opened his third eye and took a look. He could indeed see the flow of earth energy, but he didn't know much about Feng Shui burial scriptures, so after looking for a long time, he couldn't make any sense of it.

I'm afraid I'll have to ask my uncle to take a look at this matter.

This tomb must be extraordinary, as a being in the middle stage of the spiritual realm was specially assigned to guard it.

There's probably some article in it.

If there really is a problem, Chen Yang would have to find a way to destroy it.

"What are you looking at?"

The middle-aged man walked over. Because he was afraid of Chen Yang, he didn't dare to get too close. He just looked at him vigilantly, as if he was afraid that he would do something. "This is not your family's ancestral grave."

Chen Yang spread his hands indifferently, "There's a new neighbor, can't I take a look?"

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Have you finished reading? You can leave now."

"Ah."

Chen Yang walked over and grabbed him by the collar, his aura slightly revealed.

The middle-aged man wanted to struggle, but was intimidated by Chen Yang's momentum. He felt his legs go weak and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Oh my god, why is this guy so terrifying?
Is this a spiritual realm?

It should be the realm of creation, right?

When he looked up, he met Chen Yang's bright eyes, and in an instant, he felt his consciousness being attracted.

I can't look away no matter what.

Eye surgery?

Just a thought, and the next second, he knew nothing.

"Xiaoyang, let go."

At this time, Chen Guoqiang, who was unaware of the situation, came over and quickly separated the two.

"No fighting."

Chen Guoqiang scolded, it would be bad for anyone if anyone got hurt.

Chen Yang clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Uncle Guoqiang, I was just joking with him."

Are you kidding?

Chen Guoqiang's face was full of black lines. You threw someone over your shoulder and you were still joking. Is this how you play?

Chen Guobing also hurried over to persuade them, saying that hitting people was wrong.

Chen Yang was speechless. This father and son were really treated too lightly. For the sake of money, they really even changed their principles.

(End of this chapter)