Not long after Sanqing and the others left, Fan Youwei began to find a way to get in touch with Mr. Xiao Lu. But after arriving at the Zhang family ancestral hall, he found that there were many guards outside the door, and he knew that he would definitely not be able to break in, so he returned to Zhang's house, found Zhang Ze, and handed over the door lock to Zhang Ze, explaining to Zhang Ze what Sanqing had explained.

Zhang Ze was also very embarrassed, the two discussed and decided to find the thin man to act together, and it happened that the thin man came to the door by himself, and Zhang Ze hurriedly pulled him into the corner and informed him of the matter. When the thin man heard this, he patted his chest and said, "This matter is on me", and then left the Zhang family, and after a while, he brought a group of young and strong young men, and the group rushed to the Zhang family ancestral hall with high spirits.

"Stop!" Several bodyguards guarding the Zhang family ancestral hall immediately walked up and stopped them after seeing the group of people led by the thin man.

"What are you doing!" another bodyguard also stepped forward and asked in a domineering manner.

"What are you doing? do you know what this place is, and who he is?" asked the thin man, following the bodyguard's appearance, without losing to the other in the slightest.

"No, I don't know!" Seeing the thin man's tough attitude, the bodyguard suddenly looked a little weak-hearted.

"You, turn around and see what the plaque says!" the thin man said angrily when he heard this, and then he reached out to help take the bodyguard around.

"Zhangjia Ancestral Hall!" The bodyguard who was forcibly turned around really looked up at the plaque hanging on the door, and read out the words on the plaque word by word.

"That's right, it's the Zhang family ancestral hall, and the brother next to me is the only descendant of the Zhang family! So you say, what are we here for?" the thin man shouted loudly.

"I don't know. Worship the ancestors? No, no, Mr. Zuo said that the idlers should not wait to get close, so hurry away if they are interested!" After listening to the thin man's words, the bodyguard made such an answer, which made the thin man cry and laugh.

"You are so stupid! This place was taken by you from the Zhang family, and today, we are here to get it back for the Zhang family! Brothers, give it to me!" The thin man rolled his eyes, and then said this loudly, and as soon as the words fell, the young people behind him directly rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward.

"You, what are you going to do!" The two bodyguards saw that the situation was not good, and turned around to flee, but it was too late, they were pressed to the ground by the young men, and their noses and faces were swollen with a rain-like fist.

After solving the two bodyguards guarding the door, Zhang Ze immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door of the ancestral hall.

"Who!" The second time, an extremely impatient voice finally came from inside the door.

"I, open the door!" Outside the door, the bodyguard who was held by the thin man with a knife around his neck hurriedly responded loudly.

"What the fuck are you screaming, such a big movement!" Hearing the voice of the bodyguard, the door immediately opened, and the bodyguard inside the door stretched his waist and cursed. But when he came back to his senses and found a large group of people standing outside the door, it was too late to close the door.

The one-armed Lu Xiao stepped forward with an arrow and kicked on the bodyguard, and the bodyguard immediately flew out upside down and crashed into another bodyguard who was rushing over. So, the two fell to the ground together.

"Brother Lu is so skilled!" Seeing this scene, Zhang Ze immediately gave Lu Xiao a thumbs up. Although he broke an arm and his injuries did not heal, it was naturally easy for Lu Xiao to deal with such a rabble in front of him.

"Brothers, rush in and take down all these bandits!" The thin man raised his arms, and the young people immediately rushed into the Zhang family ancestral hall with a shout, and after a while, they subdued all the nameless bodyguards who stayed in the ancestral hall.

"Where did you hide Mr. Xiao Lu!" the thin man picked up the bodyguard led by him and asked sharply.

"Here, here, in the backyard! The man spares his life, I'll take you there!" The bodyguard who was carried by the thin man saw the knife shining with cold light on his neck, and he was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body, and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Get up!" the thin man saw that the bodyguard had yielded, so he pulled it up and asked him to lead the way.

Under the leadership of the bodyguard, Lu Xiao, Fan Youwei and others went to find Mr. Efficiency. Zhang Ze took the thin man and a few young people and hurried to the mourning hall in the middle of the ancestral hall.

"Dad!" Under the leadership of the bodyguard, Lu Xiao and Fan Youwei successfully found Mr. Xiao Lu who was resting in a room in the backyard of the ancestral hall. Seeing his father, Lu Xiao immediately rushed into the house and called out cordially.

"You, you ......" Mr. Xiao Lu was awakened by this call, and after seeing Lu Xiao, he immediately turned over and got out of bed, came to Lu Xiao's side, grabbed his shoulder tightly, looked at his lost right arm, his eyes were sad, and he wanted to stop talking.

"It's just one hand, it's not in the way, you can't die!" Lu Xiao knew what Mr. Xiao Lu meant, so he said this with a smile, deliberately telling Mr. Efficiency that he was very good, so that he didn't have to worry.

"It's a good thing to be alive, it's a good thing to be alive!" Mr. Xiao Lu raised his head and stared at Lu Xiao and muttered these two sentences. Then he spoke again and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Let's save you when Sanqing leaves, by the way, I still have something for you!" Lu Xiao replied, and looked at Fan Youwei after speaking.

"Oh, yes!" Fan Youwei, who was stunned in the face of Mr. Xiao Lu's father and son's reunion, came back to his senses after hearing this game, and after promising to be happy, he quickly took out the note that Sanqing asked him to hand over to Mr. Xiao Lu from his pocket.

Mr. Xiao Lu took the note and opened it to look at it carefully, then shook his head and said: "These words are the same font as the previous ones, but they are all different words, and they can't be deciphered for a while!"

"It's okay, let's get out of here first, and then go back to Zhang's house to decipher!" Fan Youwei replied after thinking about it.

"Let's go!" After listening to Fan Youwei's words, Lu Xiao said in a deep voice, and the three of them walked out of the room together, and the bodyguard who led the way was long gone.

On the other side, Zhang Ze pulled the thin man and others to the mourning hall where the spirit card was enshrined, and asked the young people to guard outside the door so as not to let the bodyguards approach, and then entered the mourning hall with the thin man and closed the door.

"What are you doing, mysterious!" Zhang Ze never explained his intention to the thin man, so the thin man looked a little puzzled.

"You'll know right away!" Zhang Ze replied casually, and then leaned down under the spirit platform and slowly moved in the direction of the wall.

"I said, are you going to make a hole?" Seeing Zhang Ze get in, the thin man immediately said jokingly.

"Don't make a fuss!" Zhang Ze replied angrily, and then he went to the wall and found the groove he found yesterday. He took out the brass lock and gestured at it, and sure enough, it was consistent with the groove in the wall. After hesitating for a moment, he put the lock into the groove.

The copper latched into the groove and merged with the groove, and after a few moments, a "click" sound was heard, as if something had cracked. Zhang Ze jumped, hurriedly got out of the table, returned to the thin man, and watched the changes.

"Is this an earthquake?" After a while, the clicking sound became louder and louder, and the ground began to shake. The thin man was taken aback and hurriedly asked.

Before Zhang Ze could figure out how to answer, he saw a huge crack crack in the middle of the wall behind the spiritual platform, and then slowly shrank from the crack to both sides, as if a secret door was dead.

"I'll go! Your house really has a secret room everywhere! There are ancestral tombs, and there are ancestral halls!" Seeing this scene, the thin man was dumbfounded, and he didn't forget to express his surprise in his mouth.

"Stop talking nonsense, go in and have a look!" Zhang Ze rolled his eyes, and then dragged the thin man into the bottom of the spirit platform, through the cracked wall, and into another room.

This room is not very spacey, and there are some portraits of the ancients hanging on the four walls of the room. Directly opposite the wall is a futon in the shape of a gossip.

"Are these portraits of your ancestors worth anything?" the thin man walked around the secret room, looked at the portraits of the ancients on the four walls one by one, and then said this, reaching out to take off the portraits on the wall as he spoke.

"Don't even think about it!" Of course, Zhang Ze knew what the thin man was thinking, so he immediately turned around and said this viciously to the thin man.

"I'll just talk about it, don't be difficult, it's serious!" Seeing that Zhang Ze was displeased, the thin man hurriedly started haha.

Zhang Ze no longer paid attention to the thin man, walked straight forward, walked to the side of the gossip futon, squatted down and made a fuss, there was nothing hidden in the futon, and there was nothing under the futon. However, Zhang Ze was curious, why was there such a secret room in his ancestral hall, and there was a futon that was obviously used by Taoists? Could it be that there was once a Taoist master who practiced in retreat again.

"Come and see!" Just when Zhang Ze was distracted, the thin man suddenly shouted loudly. Zhang Ze turned his head and saw that the thin man was holding a portrait in his hand, his face was full of surprise.

"You!" Zhang Ze was angry, and immediately got up and rushed over.

"Didn't I let you touch it!" Zhang Ze, who ran to the thin man, said angrily.

"I can't hold back! No, look here!" the thin man said embarrassedly, and then handed the portrait in his hand to Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze glanced down and found that there was a line of words on the back of the portrait, although he couldn't read it, but he could see that these words were the same font as the text that Sanqing had extracted from the genealogy.

"Quick, take off the other paintings and see if there are any words!" Zhang Ze said loudly, and then turned around to pick up the nearest painting, the thin man was not idle, and soon they took off the portraits on the four walls.

There are six of these paintings, and as Zhang Ze expected, there is a line on the back of these paintings.

"These paintings must be useful, we have to take them all away!" Zhang Ze said in a deep voice.

"So, what about that thing?" said the thin man, his gaze on the futon in the corner.

"Take it away!" Zhang Ze thought for a while and replied, he was worried that he would say that it was useless, and the thin man would take it for himself!

(End of chapter)