Under One Person: Communicating with Xiao Zizai about his condition at the beginning

The night patrolman came out from the darkness, leading a big yellow dog, and looked at them suspiciously.

Although Chen Zhuo was shocked, he remained calm.

He walked forward and said with a smile:

"Master Cheng, it's me."

Chen Zhuo took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it to the old man named Lu Cheng. He then took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it for Lu Cheng.

"Xiao Zhenzi, it's you three again!"

The old man seemed to be very familiar with them. He took the cigarette skillfully and lit it in front of the flame.

"Tomorrow we will have a grand ceremony to honor our ancestors."

"You dare to run out today? Tsk, you're drunk, aren't you afraid your parents will break your legs?"

Chen Zhuo quickly apologized with a smile:

"Well, it's because the village is too boring."

"I can't hold it back any longer. Go have some fun. Please let us go this time."

Cheng Ye grinned and raised the cigarette in his hand:

"You idiot boy, you've grown up."

"Go back quickly."

"However, there's no time to sleep at this hour. Let's take a shower and get ready for the gathering."

Chen Zhuo immediately responded:

"okay."

"Thank you, Master Cheng!"

The three of them ran into the village and sneaked into their own courtyard according to the route they remembered.

Wait until daybreak.

All the courtyards began to get busy.

The elders and the younger generations all took care of themselves, dressed neatly and gathered in the square in the center of the village.

Chen Zhuo, Ding Shimaan and Tu Junfang agreed on a slogan.

All three of them said they had stomachaches halfway through the journey and urgently needed to go to the toilet to defecate, then they made an excuse to slip out of the crowd.

Chapter 70 Please enter the urn

The Lu family worships their ancestors by standing in order of seniority, and there are many people of the same generation. Chen Zhuo and the other two usually hang out together as they are in the same compound.

But they were not very familiar with their peers in other courtyards, so the disappearance of the three did not attract any special attention.

The three of them pinched their noses and finally met in the toilet.

In the stench, Chen Zhuo was checking his watch.

Twenty minutes passed.

It’s time for the Lu family to set off up the mountain.

Chen Zhuo gave a wink and waved his hand tactically, and the three of them jumped out of the toilet.

While taking a deep breath of fresh air.

While running towards the Lu family prison cell.

Race against the clock.

The place where Lu Liang was located was a large courtyard with a row of bungalows where criminals of the Lu family were imprisoned. It had only one entrance and exit, the main gate.

Fortunately, today is the day to worship our ancestors, and all those who are related by blood must go to the back mountain to pay their respects, so the guards are not strict.

Chen Zhuo and others hid on the far wall and looked from afar. They only saw two figures walking back and forth and patrolling.

These are the only two guards.

"Master, what do you say?"

Tu Junfang whispered.

Chen Zhuo raised his eyebrows and said softly:

"There are only two of us left. What are you afraid of? Just go ahead and kill them."

"it is good."

Ding Shimaan responded, and his body rushed out as fast as a cheetah, and with a leap he closed several feet.

Hey.

Chen Zhuo didn't expect Ding Shimaan to do what he said.

Immediately jump up and follow.

His speed was even faster, like a gust of wind and flying snow. A black shadow instantly surpassed Ding Shimaan.

The two men at the door saw the two of them instantly.

The faces of Lu Zhen and the other man were recognized, but no one took them seriously at first. However, their powerful aura like tigers and leopards soon aroused vigilance.

"You two!"

"I want to do..."

boom!

Chen Zhuo kicked the ground and accelerated again. A punch came out from his waist, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, suddenly hitting the abdomen.

The gatekeeper's scolding was immediately caught in his throat and turned into a dry heave, and he curled up unconsciously.

Chen Zhuo followed closely and hit him on the neck with a palm.

Knock him down directly.

On the other side, although Ding Shiman's speed was not as fast as Chen Zhuo's, the power of his palm spanned several feet and hit the man's chest first.

There was a muffled sound.

The man flew backwards a dozen feet and fell heavily to the ground, grimacing and howling in pain.

Then, a shadow suddenly approached.

Ding Shimaan picked him up.

"Lü Liang, where are you?"

Chen Zhuo and Tu Junfang approached, and three shadows covered it, exuding a suffocating aura.

The man was being strangled by the neck. Looking at the faces of Lu Zhen and the other two, he felt so unfamiliar. He said with difficulty:

"You guys are crazy..."

"Aren't you afraid of the clan leader's...punishment...?"

Chen Zhuo and the other two looked at each other.

Yu Huadu's skill is really good. Even with this, he has not been suspected. Chen Zhuo smiled with evil humor. He leaned closer and whispered:

"Lü Liang's soul-clarifying skills far surpass those of his peers, and he's prospering in Quanxing. We want to ask him what secrets lie within... We also want to make a name for ourselves in the alien world..."

"As for the punishment...we are all going to join the Quanxing now. Do you think we care?"

The man murmured:

"crazy……"

"You are really crazy..."

"Lü Liang is in the third row of bungalows on the left. If you're looking for death, don't blame me for not trying to stop you."

Chen Zhuo took a bunch of keys from his waist.

"Get some sleep."

Ding Shimaan exerted a little force on his hands at the right time, and the man was strangled to death.

Chen Zhuo shook the key.

He led Ding Shimaan and Tu Junfang into the gate in a dignified manner.

The third room from the left.

Chen Zhuo used the key to open the heavy stone door, revealing a long corridor with stone steps leading straight underground.

"Old Ding is on guard."

"Lao Tu and I will go down."

Ding Shimaan nodded.

Chen Zhuo and Tu Junfang walked down the stone steps. They could vaguely see that there was only a stone door at the end, with an iron chain as thick as their forearms tied on it.

As soon as he got close.

A strong smell of blood hit my nose.

Through the bars on the stone gate.

Tu Junfang's pupils shrank slightly.

"Head..."

I saw a figure sitting against the wall, covered in blood, with his hands and feet wrapped in thick gauze stained red.

All hands and feet are gone.

Lu Liang was reduced to a human pig.

The smile on Chen Zhuo's lips also faded. Although he had expected this, this situation was really chilling.

Luci.

Not just a mad dog, but a wild beast.

Chen Zhuo opened the iron lock on the chain, and with a rumbling sound, the stone door was slowly pushed open.

Lu Liang in a coma.

He vaguely felt a flash of light passing through his eyes, his limbs were cut off, his tongue was dug out, and he was in constant pain and torture.

The five senses seemed to become sharper.

He sensed that the person coming was not the servant who delivered the meal.

But...

Lu Liang's bloodshot eyes slowly opened a tiny slit, and he vaguely saw a black shadow squatting down.

"Xiao Liangzi, I'll take you out."

Brother Chen...

Lu Liang's heart twitched.

For some reason, the corners of my eyes became a little moist.

He was abandoned by his family and had his hands and feet cut off by Lu Ci.

He no longer has any family. In the eyes of the Lu family, he is just a vessel with family blood flowing in his veins.

Now, finally, someone still cares about him...

He opened his mouth and let out an "ahh" sound.

Tu Junfang narrowed his eyes slightly:

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"The tongue is gone."

Chen Zhuo stroked Lu Liang's head and said softly: