"Youkai, he must be a youkai!" said the old woman Chen nervously to the village chief.

Feeling uneasy, she took out a string of Buddhist beads from her pocket and held it in her hand, then turned around and ran towards the other side of the road. Fortunately, there were not many cars on the road, otherwise the old lady Chen would have been taken away by a passerby.

The village chief sighed slightly: "Where is the demon ......?"

When the village chief turned around, his voice stopped abruptly.

With just these two sentences, the young men of the Chen family who came over together were all put to the ground, and only one person was still standing and trembling.

"Rest assured, one was left. Luo Tian rubbed his wrist, he couldn't let so many people lie at the door of his house, especially the one who kicked his toe off, which required someone to carry it to the hospital.

When the village chief saw Luo Tian walking towards him, he hurriedly shouted, "Lao Xu!"

"Forget it, don't hurt the village chief......" Xu Xun was also shocked at the moment, because even he didn't see how Luo Tian did it, and when he reacted, the Chen family was lying on the ground.

"Okay. Luo Tian still gave Xu Xun face, and the security uncle before also said that the village chief seemed to have helped his grandfather a lot.

Village Chief: "Then they ......"

"Find a doctor who connects the bones, except for the one with a broken toe, you don't even need medicine. Luo Tian didn't have the leisure to help these people put their bones back in place, and he didn't really break their hands and feet, mainly to give face to the police, but he was not soft-hearted.

Two people from the Chen family came one after another, and carefully sent the people present away, and after these people left, Luo only remembered that he should go to worship his parents.

Luo Tian's parents were buried on the mountain across the river, and there were two paths up the mountain, one of which passed through the gate of a certain house, and the other was winding and steep, and it was dangerous to walk, but Xu Xun stubbornly took the steeper road.

"Grandpa, why don't you take the good road over there?" Luo Tian asked.

"When your father and mother went up the mountain that year, no matter how much money was given, they wouldn't let Shoucai live. Xu Xun was still angry when he spoke, and it was clear that he still had a grudge in his heart.

"Mom and Dad were sent up the mountain from this road?" Luo Tian was stunned, this road was too steep, and it was difficult to send Shoucai up the mountain.

Xu Xun suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "I sent their whole family to the hospital for three months." ”

Luo Tian was slightly stunned and nodded: "Oh." ”

Luo Tian carried some paper money and wax in his hand, there were many thorns on the road, and the bag was cut, so he had to hold the things in his arms.

On the way, you can also see many peach and orange trees planted by people on the mountain in the past, but they have not been cared for for many years, and they have long been surrounded by other miscellaneous trees, and they can no longer bear fruit.

"Eh, are there still people living on this mountain?" When passing by a bamboo forest, Luo Tian noticed some bamboo piers that had been cut off, and the incisions were still slightly wet, and it was clear that they had not been cut for a long time.

"No one is staying, maybe someone else has gone up the hill too. Xu Xun guessed that those who cut bamboo and went down the mountain to weave bamboo baskets usually peeled off the bamboo on the spot, leaving bamboo chips on the ground, and would not really carry a dozen bamboos down the mountain, which was too laborious.

After walking up for a few minutes, I finally reached a flat ground at the top of the mountain.

There is no monument in the joint burial tomb of Luo Tian's parents, but the surroundings are very clean, not a single thorn can be seen within ten meters, and it takes at least three times a year to go up the mountain to be able to take care of it so well.

After cleaning up the fallen leaves around the cemetery, Luo Tiancai took out the incense wax and lit it.

"Grandpa, I want to find someone to go up the mountain to repair the tomb in a few days, do you think it's okay?" Luo Tian said suddenly.

Xu Xun shook his head: Only add a stele, and it can't be overhauled. Less than two years after your parents left, Guangyang began to build the cemetery, and said that they would move all the old graves on the mountain. At that time, there was a lot of trouble, so we went to the city, but the mayor said that it was to save land resources and to better develop Guangyang City.

"What happened later?" Luo Tian asked.

"Later, many villages and towns in the surrounding areas went to the city, adding up to hundreds of people. After the incident became a big problem, the old secretary of the city at that time said that Guangyang City had not yet developed the suburbs, and the old graves would be dealt with in a way that respected public order and good customs for the time being, but no new major repairs were allowed to be carried out on the old cemetery. Now that I've checked it badly, I'd better not fix it. Xu Xun looked at the tomb of his son and daughter-in-law, and his old eyes showed emotion.

The grandson is back, you should rest assured!

Luo Tian sighed slightly, this is also something that can't be helped, so forget it.

Before the paper money was burned, Luo Tian suddenly heard the sound of someone hitting the grass and thorns with a wooden stick, and after a while, two men came out.

The one who walked in front was holding a relatively thin bamboo pole in his hand, dressed relatively ordinary, and wearing a towel over his body. He was followed by a middle-aged man in a suit, frowning and picking up the ghost needles on his sleeves.

If you think of wearing a suit to go up the mountain, it shouldn't be a mountain person.

Luo Tian and Xu Xun were not in a good mood, so they didn't greet each other.

"When are you going to move the grave?" the middle-aged man in the suit asked as he took two steps closer and picked the ghost needle grass.

"What?" Luo Tian and Xu Xun were both stunned.

"Ask when your family will move their graves!" said the young man in the suit again.

"What are you doing?" asked Luo Tian.

The young man in the suit gave his business card to Luo Tian.

Guangyang Pengyuan Culture Communication Co., Ltd., Deputy Manager, Song Huan.

"Guangyang Pengyuan Cultural Communication ......" Luo Tian muttered, he had seen a company with assets of more than one million in Guangyang City before, and he had never heard of this company, so it was either established recently, or it was a small company with a little-known name.

"Why, you received the money the day before yesterday, and the formalities have already been completed. You still want to repent. Now this land is our company!" Song Huan said.

"I bought this land!" Mr. Seo said.

Luo Tian's gaze changed slightly.

Guangyang City had a cemetery more than ten years ago, but places like Xishan still used to bury the deceased on the mountain of their hometown, which also led to many legacy problems, such as signing an agreement to buy a piece of land from the villagers' land as a cemetery.

"You bought it, aren't you a member of the Chang family?" Song Huan's expression was a little surprised.

"My surname is Xu!" Xu Xun said.

Song Huan glanced at the joint burial tomb, although there was no tombstone, but judging from the surrounding environment, this cemetery had existed for many years.

"Wait a minute!" Song Huan walked to the side and called.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I can handle it. Luo Tian comforted.

"This is the land I bought, don't let anyone think about it!" Xu Xun said.

Song Huan walked farther away and dialed a phone call: "Mr. Peng, we seem to have been cheated!"

"What?" was a little surprised on the other end of the phone, he thought that Song Huan was reporting the progress.

Song Huan: "I'm on this hill now, and there is a family here who goes to the grave, and they say that they bought a piece of the cemetery. ”

"Why didn't the family mention it before?" said the voice on the phone, slightly angry.

"Either they forgot or they deliberately wanted to throw the problem at us. Xu Xun said.

"How much area can the cemetery have, give a million, let them move the graves. Mr. Peng's voice came from the phone: "There must be no problems with this Peach Blossom Land project, there are people in the Peng family who want to see my jokes, do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Song Huan agreed again and again.