Chu Xintian knew that Ah Lu was a reliable person. Therefore, he should not be idle. Since they are here, it must have something to do with the corpse of the Fang clan. Maybe the Fang clan is buried in this village.

At the entrance of Yushutun Village, Ah Lu, who was walking in front, slowed down.

Chu Xintian and the hammer also slowed down.

The three men stopped in front of a ruined temple at the entrance of the village.

This is a common land temple in the countryside, usually dedicated to the God of Wealth, the Lord of the Land, etc.

There are also two such temples in Sungai Village. Villagers often go to burn incense and pray for blessings. They will also repair the temple.

However, the dilapidated temple in Yushutun Village is very dilapidated. She believes that the village's economic situation is not as good as that of Sungai Village. Because everyone is poor and can't eat, there is no extra money to build a temple!

"Alu, what are you doing here?" Although Chu Xintian knew that Ah Lu would not do useless things, she couldn't help but ask, what was the use of them standing at the gate of this broken temple now?

Ah Lu quickly got off the horse, didn't say anything, but let Chu Xintian and the hammer wait outside, and then entered the broken temple alone.

Chu Xintian had no choice but to wait on the horse, because the horse she was riding was a famous horse in the Western Regions. For the little Chu Xintian, the horse is too big, and it is inconvenient to go up and down. So she also thinks it's better for her to wait right away.

After waiting for a while, I heard the footsteps of the ruined temple, accompanied by footsteps, and moaning, which sounded painful.

Soon, Alu came out of the temple. He is not alone. He still had a man in his hand. A groan of pain came from the man's mouth.

When Ah Lu approached, Chu Xintian saw the face of the person being dragged in the moonlight.

No, what Chu Xintian saw was not his appearance, but the miserable appearance of this person.

The person who was dragged by Ah Lu and groaned in pain must have been beaten. Now, he was ragged, covered in blood, and his face was bruised.

It's late at night. Although there was moonlight, the light was not very good. Chu Xintian couldn't see what he looked like. However, she looked at him as a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties.

"Who is this man?" Although, seeing the middle-aged man being beaten like this, Chu Xintian did not sympathize with him.

Because Chu Xintian could see from Ah Lu's dragging behavior that the injuries on his face should all come from Ah Lu.

Alu was able to fight because he had his own goals.

Now they went out in the middle of the night to find Fang's bones. Maybe it was the middle-aged man in front of them who had done something to Fang's bones. That's why they were beaten so badly by Alu.

For such a person, Chu Xintian certainly has no need to sympathize. She thinks the man deserves it, she just wants to know who he is? What did he do with Fang's bones?

Chu Xintian's guess was correct. This man really has something to do with it, because Ah Lu immediately told her who this person was.

His name is Hou San. He's a grave robber!"

Listening to Ah Lu's words, Chu Xintian was very puzzled.

This Hou San. Since he's a tomb robber, it sounds like he's dealing with the dead.

However, Chu Xintian still felt very strange. What is the connection between the tomb robbers and Fang's bones?

She felt strange for the simple reason that she knew that when the Fang clan was buried, there were no burial goods in her grave.

In this era, only the rich and powerful were buried after their deaths.

Chu Huaiyuan is just a small catcher. He did not have the financial means to bury his dead wife.

Even if Chu Huaiyuan had, he wouldn't waste his money on the Fang clan.

So, in the beginning, when the Fang clan was buried, not to mention the thick burial and funerary goods. Chu Huaiyuan was stingy, and didn't even prepare a decent set of shrouds for the Fang family, but asked her to wear the old clothes on her body and bury them.

Not to mention any funerary goods.

In the memory of the original master, this memory is very clear and inherited by Chu Xintian.