Under One Person: Since I am alone, I can dominate the world

On the other side of the desk, Lu Jin was sitting with his legs crossed, sipping tea, looking very relaxed.

The group rushed here from Longhu Mountain without stopping. At this moment, they were thinking about where to start to find out the truth about Lu Jiaming's soul technique.

Zhang Chulan stuck his butt out, holding onto the window sill with both hands, looking furtively in the direction of Lujia Village, thinking about how to climb over the wall: "This village is big enough, and there are many old houses. I think there are a lot of loopholes. Let's wait until dark and put on night clothes, and then we can sneak in quietly."

Lu Liang laughed and said, "Do you really think that my Lu family's protective formation is a joke? There is no problem on the surface, but the door is hidden underground. If we break in without permission, and you really want to climb in with some mediocre skills, then my Lu family will really become a joke."

"Besides, even if you get in, what can you do? Where can you find clues? Just wander around?"

Zhang Chulan turned his head and rolled his eyes, saying, "Hey, what do you say we should do? You are the direct descendant of the Lu family, the dear great-grandson of Lu Ci. How about we just walk in through the main gate?"

Lu Liang shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "My great grandfather wanted to peel off my skin and pull out my tendons, cut off my head, and put it in front of my sister's grave to apologize for his crime."

"If I walk in through the front door with a swagger, I'm afraid this day next year will be the anniversary of my death."

Zhang Chulan touched his head and said, "The five of us are not afraid of him. Old Master Lu is still here. Besides, the master has spoken, so what are you afraid of?"

"We are acting on orders and have a golden ticket to immunity from death!"

Lu Liang said: "Maybe, but this is a family affair. If the old man is determined to kill me, it is only natural for him to tell others..."

"But don't worry, since I dare to come here, I have naturally made corresponding plans."

Zhang Chulan straightened his back and said, "Tell me about it?"

Lu Liang looked through the glasses at Lujia Village lying between several hills in the distance, and said solemnly: "Although Lujia Village is large, there are only a few important places, one of which is the ancestral temple."

"When we were young, we, the younger generation, practiced the Soul Enlightenment Technique in the empty courtyard of the ancestral hall. Now, after going through so much, when we think back to the past, we can sense that something is wrong."

"For example, there is a kind of medicinal soup specially made for young people who practice the art of soul enlightenment. It is red and tastes like wild vegetable juice..."

"I have also seen my great grandfather walk out of a mysterious cave leading to the basement of the ancestral hall. In other words, there is a tunnel under the basement of my Lu family's ancestral hall. Although I don't know where it leads to, it is definitely not a cellar for storing ordinary things."

Zhang Chulan asked, "So what you mean is that we should start from your ancestral temple, which is the most heavily guarded one?"

Lu Liang pulled his hand out of his trouser pocket, pushed up his glasses, and said solemnly: "That's right."

……

time flies.

The group stayed in the motel for a whole day until the evening, when they left amidst the strange looks from the front desk staff.

Wait until the night falls completely and the moon is high in the sky.

Lujia Village is located in the south, near a hill. In the gentle evening breeze, there is also a cold breath, which blows over the wall.

The faint fluctuation of energy, hidden in the wind, was invisible and colorless. It passed through the corridor in the old house, passed through several intersections in succession, and just avoided several teams of patrolling aliens. It followed the complicated road and approached the destination.

"Hey, Old Ma, can your invisibility bead really block out sound?" Zhang Chulan tried his best to curl up in the place where the cool air reached, and asked in a low voice to Ma Xianhong who was standing beside him with a focused look on his face.

At this moment, in front of Ma Xianhong's neck, there was a bead the size of a longan, emitting a faint blue light and releasing a cold aura that encompassed all three of them.

This item is called the Hiding Bead. When it is turned on, it can distort the scene around the user, creating the effect of "disappearing" from the sight of others.

Under the protection of this bead, they swaggered towards the Lu Family Ancestral Hall.

Ma Xianhong raised his lips and said, "Of course, I also turned on a magical instrument that blocks conversations, so you can talk and sing as much as you want."

"But we still have to be careful. After all, this hiding bead can only provide a crude invisibility effect and can only deceive the naked eye. If we encounter thermal imaging, formations, and the like, we're done for."

"So let's pray to Master Wang that everything goes well."

Zhang Chulan nodded and took another look at the thick blue bricks under his feet, hoping that Taoist Wang, who was lurking underground to resolve the Lu family's formation, would have a safe journey.

At least from the current situation, they have not been exposed, which means that the "security formation" hidden underground in Lujia Village has been controlled by Wang Ye.

"Old Master Lu is still waiting outside the village to pick us up. If anything unexpected happens, just call him. It won't be a big problem." Zhang Chulan gave himself a shot of confidence and followed Lu Liang who was leading the way, looking around and being alert to everything.

At this moment, just above the Lu family, there were flying insects as big as ordinary flies, flying around at a high speed, detecting what they saw and transmitting it back to Ma Xianhong.

"There are three night patrolling aliens on the right hand side of the intersection 20 meters ahead. Expect to encounter them in 12 seconds."

Ma Xianhong discovered the situation through the magic glasses on his left eye and warned them loudly.

So Lu Liang turned right and avoided contact with them. He chose the route again and walked through Lujia Village with great familiarity.

It only takes a short while.

The three of them walked unhindered all the way to the Lu family's ancestral hall. Feeling the powerful aura coming from it, they all stopped at the same time.

According to what Lu Liang said, the Lu family ancestral hall is an important place and is inhabited by powerful clan elders. This year, it is the turn of the second uncle of his family to be in charge of guarding it.

"give it to me."

Lu Liang exchanged glances with Ma Xianhong, then reached out his hand, took the other's hiding bead, and walked alone towards the ancestral temple.

Chapter 250: Subdue the Second Master, a Mysterious Chamber; a Tomb

Without the protection of the hiding beads, Ma Xianhong and Zhang Chulan huddled against the corner of the wall, detecting flying insects in mid-air and guarding against possible dangers.

the other side.

The Lu Family Ancestral Hall, in the courtyard.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew in, blowing into the corridor on the right, along the wooden floor, and all the way to the outside of a small house.

In the small house, an old man was sitting in front of a rosewood table, looking at the scriptures on the table and studying them carefully. However, his pupils shrank slightly at some point and he noticed something unusual outside the house.

Although he remained calm on the surface, the Qi in his body had begun to condense. A ball of Qi appeared in the palm of his hand hanging under the table. He sneered in his heart, wondering who had come from and how could such a lowly person use such a clumsy trick to sneak into his Lu family ancestral hall? Was he looking for death?

But the sudden sound of a faint voice outside the house immediately made his face change drastically.

"Second uncle, why are you in such a hurry? I am Lu Liang."

That childish voice and familiar tone, when reaching the old man's ears, made his pupils shrink suddenly at that moment, and his whole body trembled visibly.

There was a dull thud.

The old man stood up suddenly, waved his hand, and tore the wooden window of the study from a distance, revealing a tall man in a sweater who slowly emerged from the gloomy wind outside the door.

"You, you, you...you are Lu Liang? You are that evil creature!"

He widened his old eyes, staring at the tall boy whose face had not changed at all, and subconsciously shouted angrily. He didn't expect that the other party would dare to return to Lujia Village and come to the Lujia Ancestral Hall so openly!

In the darkness of the night, Lu Liang's expression remained unchanged. He kneaded the blue hidden bead in his hand and whispered, "Second Master, even you don't want to believe me? Even you think I killed my sister?"

Lv Shao recovered and calmed his heavy breathing. He pointed at Lv Liang and said with gritted teeth, "At this point, do you still want to quibble? You evil creature, do you know how much loss Lv Huan's death means to the second branch of the Lv family? You can't afford to pay for it even if you give up several lives!"

Lu Liang's eyes trembled, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Second Master, in your eyes, are we just weights that can be placed at will? Just because I, Lu Liang, can't practice the Soul Enlightenment Technique well, do I not even deserve the opportunity to prove my innocence?"

Lu Shao sneered, "You evil creature, I won't say any more to you, save these words for the master of the family when the time comes!"

"I will pull out your bones and tendons, place you in front of Huan'er's grave, and make amends to her in the underworld!"

As he spoke, his aura became more and more violent, and he began to use the Lu family's unique skill, Ruyi Jin, and moved his body forward like an old monkey, heading towards the window to capture Lu Liang.

He thought so, but the moment he saw Lu Liang's eyes clearly, he was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze. He lost control of the Qi in his body at this moment, or in other words, he lost control of his entire body!

"You, you evil beast, what do you want to do!"

Lu Shao's throat rolled, but no sound came out. He just stared at Lu Liang's hand, at the two Qi balls, one blue and one red, that appeared at some point in time. He felt an aura emanating from them that was somewhat familiar to him.

"Second Master, since you've said so, I can't just sit there and surrender."

"You've been hoping that I would master the Soul Enlightenment since I was little, but my talent is never as good as Lu Huan's, so you always like her more. I know all this, but why would I kill Lu Huan, my own sister, for this?"

"I can't just sit there and surrender. I have to prove my innocence and find the real murderer who killed my sister..."

As Lu Liang spoke, he slowly raised his palm, causing the ball of blue light to transform into strands of silk that connected to Lu Shao in front of him, causing the latter's eyes to roll back and he immediately lost consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, the old man's body trembled, and his soul flew out from the top of his head, turning into a translucent shape, and was then pinched into a ball of white light by Lou.

Lu Liang checked the old man's past memories in order to make him lose all impressions of tonight.

"You always told me to practice the Soul-Clearing Technique. Now I have mastered it and have mastered the Double Hands, but there is no going back."

He muttered to himself, and after making sure that Lu Shao's memory did not contain the information he wanted, he withdrew his hands and fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes rolled back and saliva continued to flow from his mouth.

Lu Liang turned around and looked at the quiet ancestral hall. After making sure there were no other threats, he edited a message on his mobile phone and sent it.

Outside the ancestral hall.

Just two minutes passed.

Ma Xianhong and Zhang Chulan, who were huddled in the corner, climbed over the wall after receiving the news of Lu Liang's success and soon reunited with him.

"Your Lu family's history is indeed glorious. There are so many plaques on this ancestral hall." Zhang Chulan looked at the extremely majestic tall ancestral hall entrance in the center, and at the various plaques of top scholars and Jinshi hanging on it, and expressed his affirmation.

While searching for the tunnel entrance according to his memory, Lu Liang responded casually:

"My ancestors are indeed promising and are better than me."

"Found it, right here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Liang, who had already walked to the rockery on one side of the corridor, waved his hand, then bent down and stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to open some mechanism, but ultimately failed.

Following the two people who followed, Ma Xianhong squatted down and looked at the tiny marks hidden on the seemingly ordinary blue bricks. He laughed and said, "It's just a simple mechanical technique that can be easily cracked."

As he spoke, he took out a small stick shaped like chopsticks from his arms, injected true Qi into it, and let many tiny tentacles like iron wires extend from its surface. They sank into the cracks in the blue bricks and slowly squirmed.

Not long after, a very subtle breaking sound was heard from under the blue bricks, and then they trembled and split to both sides, revealing a dark passage.

The passage seemed to have not been opened for many years, and a strong musty smell wafted from it, like the strange stench of rotten weeds soaked in the sewer and fermented.

"Brother Ma is awesome."

Zhang Chulan gave Ma Xianhong a thumbs up, and seeing Lu Liang, who was already walking down impatiently, he followed him in.

Ma Xianhong walked last, but he did not forget to close the blue bricks again to restore everything to normal.

In the dark cave.

Zhang Chulan didn't even dare to use thunder to illuminate, for fear of igniting the possible methane gas and blowing all three of them up into the sky.

Ma Xianhong activated a tiny magic lighting weapon and easily made the entire cave bright.

When they walked down the long staircase and finally saw the situation inside clearly, they were all stunned in unison.

"Is that... a grave?"

Zhang Chulan was a little confused.

Deep underground in the Lu Family Ancestral Hall, there is a huge underground chamber.

And in the basement, there is a lonely grave.

When they saw the grave mound, the three people who broke into the underground were a little confused.

Even Lu Liang froze and rubbed his eyes, feeling that the scene before him was different from what he had expected.

"A special hole was dug and the door was sealed with a mechanism. If there is only one grave...it is definitely not an ordinary grave."

Lu Liang muttered to himself, then quickened his pace and walked towards the raised grave mound.

The empty basement was not damp at all; on the contrary, it was very dry.

There is a tombstone in front of the tomb, with no words on it. The pile of soil behind the tombstone is very hard. After many years, it has become as hard as cement.

"Who is this tomb built for?"

Lu Liang bent over, reached out and gently touched the inscriptionless stele, his words full of doubts.

"Could it be that the owner of this tomb has something to do with your family's soul-clarifying technique? After all, burying the grave in the basement is a bit strange, especially since it's an unmarked tomb." Zhang Chulan reminded, "Why don't we try to dig it down and see what's inside?"

Ma Xianhong, who was looking around and feeling the walls, said in a deep voice: "There were other things arranged in this underground room, like holes chiseled by a hammer."

He felt around the wall on the right side of the nameless grave and found two holes in the bricks and stones. He saw some tiny rust in them and measured the distance. It was slightly wider than his shoulders. A guess suddenly came to his mind. He continued, "Do you think it's possible that this is a dungeon?"

"Dungeon?"

Zhang Chulan and Lu Liang said in unison, turned their heads to look at Ma Xianhong at the same time, and saw the solemn expressions on each other's faces.

Zhang Chulan swallowed his saliva and said, "Brother Ma, why do you think this is a dungeon?"

Ma Xianhong stroked his chin, looked at the hole set in the wall, and then looked at the lonely nameless grave, and said: "It's just my guess, or some kind of intuition."

"Look, the distance between the holes and the ground is about the same height as my shoulders, and the distance between the two holes is wider than my shoulders, but not by much."

"There are signs of wear and tear at the hole, and there is rust on it. In my opinion, it was left by something like an iron chain or iron rope that was used to fix it over the years."

Zhang Chulan interrupted at this time: "So you think that this place has once imprisoned someone, or some people?"

"Tsk tsk, as expected of someone who studies mechanical engineering, Village Chief Ma's observation skills are truly strong!"

Ma Xianhong nodded, without saying anything more, and turned his gaze to the lonely grave mound: "Do you think that in this grave is the person who was once locked in this dungeon?"