In half a day, they arrived at Phoenix Mountain, and after a long distance, they could see a few villagers guarding the mountain pass, and saw their convoy running in the direction of the village.

"What are those people doing?" asked a young man from the Xu family.

"What can you do, eighty percent of them are sent by the village chief to watch," the other said scoffingly.

In fact, he guessed wrong, Zheng Xueyi didn't know that they were going to break the contract, so he didn't let people come at all.

The people who came here were a few families in the village who wanted some money to move their graves.

Phoenix Mountain is so big, of course, it will not only buy politicians, other families in the village also have cemeteries, many of them are not ownerless and lonely graves, go out to work, basically no longer take care of this side, and some when they heard that the Xu family bought the mountain to let them move the grave, they didn't take it seriously at all, they didn't have the same persistence as politicians, moving graves, yes, as long as they have money to take it, moving graves is easy to say.

So, thinking about the families who made a fortune by moving graves, they sent a few idlers to guard the mountain, and when they saw someone coming, they went back to report to them.

As soon as the Xu family's convoy entered, they had already noticed it, and then when they saw someone coming down from the bus behind the convoy with shovels and pickaxes, they understood that this was about to start moving the grave.

Naturally, he ran back to deliver the letter.

Here, the Xu family roughly counted the grave trees at the top of the mountain, and then took out the tools prepared in advance.

Several people who looked like migrant workers came out, lit a few strings of firecrackers and two kicks, but opened another bottle of two pots, one of them took a mouthful, sprinkled the rest on the ground, and then took out a red cloth strip and tied it on his head.

This is not the end, and even a few monks wearing monk robes got down from the Mercedes Benz, looked at the grave with drooping eyes, plucked the rosary in their hands, and recited the scriptures for a while, and then nodded to the Xu family, signaling that it was time to start.

The time is exactly twelve o'clock at noon, when the yang energy is at its strongest.

Perhaps because they have been staying in Wutai Mountain, a holy place of Buddhism, for a long time, the Xu family is very superstitious, and naturally they are also very particular about these.

The migrant worker got the signal, nodded, looked at the sun hanging high in the sky, dispelled some of the haze in his heart, spit two mouthfuls of spit into his hand, stood still with his feet, and was about to move the shovel.

Before the first spade was fired, there was a commotion at the pass.

From their direction, more than a dozen villagers were surrounding it, arguing with the drivers of the Xu family who were blocking the mountain pass.

The second child of the Xu family was originally guarding the mountain pass, but seeing this situation, he spat on the ground and walked over step by step.

"Noisy, noisy, what's the noise! Let you take the initiative to move the grave, now are you in a hurry?" Xu Lao Er shouted fiercely.

"What do you mean by this, we must not choose an auspicious day to move the graves?" you say, "Someone from the village shouted.

"Hey, don't you eat and drink for toasting? Do you want an auspicious day? See, we have all invited monks, today is an auspicious day, you don't plan, we will plane for you, save you some trouble, but the bones and scum that are dug out at this moment don't recognize people, your own ancestors, you should recognize them, right?" Xu Lao Er said with a wicked smile.

This sentence is heart-piercing, I don't know how long this bone has been buried, who can recognize the person who is close to him?

Originally, in the face of the battle between the one hundred and ten people of the Xu family and so many luxury cars, the villagers of the dozen were still a little weak, and they didn't dare to speak loudly.

"Okay, okay, don't chirp, I don't know what you want? Now start pretending to be filial sons and grandsons here, don't you just want two money? After a while, after you finish digging up, whose grave does it belong to, a grave will be given to you for 250", Xu Lao Er said disdainfully.

This is even more disgusting, not to mention the pitiful lack of money, more importantly, disgusting people, originally, the first half of Xu Laoer's sentence has hit the point, and the villagers are waiting for the amount he wants to compensate, but this Xu Lao Er still wants to disgust people, and gives a nondescript amount of two hundred and five, two hundred and five, the elders who have passed away in other people's families are worth 250, which is purely a disguised scolding.

If you let others know about this, won't you be poked in the backbone for the rest of your life? The ancestor of such and such a family is worth two hundred and five?

The argument began to heat up, and the mood began to fluctuate even more.

More than a dozen villagers have already begun to push and shove with the people brought by the Xu family.

More than a dozen people, how can they push the strong man of the hundred and tenth, almost immediately, they are at an absolute disadvantage.

An older man tripped and fell to the ground, then kicked in the leg by the man in the chaos.

I don't know if it hurts, or if I was angry when I was old, I fainted.

It seems that the old man's daughter saw it, and immediately cried loudly, the people in the village, nothing else, the sound of the quarrel is absolutely loud, and it seems to faintly suppress the quarrel.

Some villagers noticed that an old man was injured, and immediately turned around and ran towards the village, apparently to call someone.

And on the mountain, it is obvious that they have also noticed the chaos below.

Several migrant workers who just wanted to start digging also stopped, and let the Xu family urge them to just grind and chirp and not do anything.

Just kidding, this matter hasn't been negotiated yet, and they have dug it up for others, haven't they become scapegoats?

Seeing this situation, the fourth child of the Xu family scolded, "Bastard second, you can't do this shit," while saying, he asked a few migrant workers to wait, and ran down the mountain by himself.

A few migrant workers simply put down the tools in their hands, took out a pack of cigarettes, spread them out, lit them and took two puffs and said: "This thing that damages yin and morality is really irrelevant, just make a big fuss, and we can stop work and don't have to do it." ”

"yes, it's a bad thing, and I'm definitely not going to do it next time," someone agreed.

Some of the migrant workers stood up and looked at the movement below, and said helplessly to a few people: "Ready to do it, people are talking about it, and they are giving money!"

Money, sometimes that's just magical.

After the fourth elder of the Xu family went down, he didn't say a word, but took out a stack of tickets on the spot and threw them on the table, "A family of 5,000, and I will give 10,000 to the injured old lady! If you agree to move the grave now, come to me to receive the money, sign and draw the pledge, I will be ugly and say in front, and if I sign, even if the transaction is completed, I can't go back! If anyone regrets it, don't blame me for being rude! Go and inquire, is my Xu family easy to get along with!"

Two hundred and five, it became five thousand, and the daughter who was crying on the ground stopped shouting, wiped away her tears, helped her mother up, and looked at the stack of red tickets.

At this time, 5,000 is still very attractive, and the income of the people in the village is only a few thousand yuan a year!

Soon, people began to take money and draw pledges.

The fourth elder of the Xu family nodded, and gave the money to the other party without saying a word.

Someone set an example, the Xu family was also happy, and the villagers began to come forward to sign.

And the second child of the Xu family gestured to the migrant workers on the mountain and signaled to excavate!

Just as they were about to start, suddenly there was a roar of motors and a noise from the bottom of the mountain, which attracted their attention.

"Damn, is there an end?", the second child of the Xu family scolded and turned to look in the direction of the mountain, and suddenly felt a little confused.

At the bottom of the mountain, on just a dirt road leading to the mountain, two cars drove up.

If it is two cars, it is not enough to surprise the second child of the Xu family, what surprises him is the appearance of these two cars, the first one, not so much a car, but where the volume is swinged, it is almost the same as a tank, nothing else, it is the first car of Zhengji, Knight Fifteen, but he is not driving it, but Zhengxueping, since he bought this car, Zhengji basically hasn't driven much, on the one hand, it is too big, the road conditions on the road are not easy to drive, and he can only drive out under specific conditions, and then he has been at home and forgotten about it。

And the second car is Santana, driven by Masa, one in front of the other, forming a stark contrast, Santana is almost like a child who has just reached his knees in front of Knight Fifteen.