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"If you want to be the owner, you have to let the people who want to kill you die before you do." He remembered what the elders had said to him earlier. Although he is the eldest son of the owner of Lingmo Village, he is only sixteen after all, and now the owner of the village is terminally ill, and there are more middle-aged people in the village who have more experience than him. Their scheming is also inscrutable. "If you can't get rid of them, they'll get rid of you." This was said by the elders when they talked to him.

Just these two sentences made him nervous and keep thinking. If he dies, his younger siblings will not end well. What's more, he once met an old man on the mountain, and the old man said that he was not an ordinary person, and his life experience could never be so simple. As soon as he pushed open his mother's room and wanted to ask her what was going on, his mother had already fallen to the ground after being succumbed. He didn't know what was going on, but he felt that his mother, who was so kind, had turned into a pile of dust.

"I must find out what this is all about, and I will never let my loved ones die at the hands of those rebels." He whispered to himself. Now the Lingmo Secret Alliance is mostly a master, occupying Lingmo Villa, a wild and beautiful place, just like the children of Miaojiang.

The morning dew fell from the window, wetting his cheeks. And he awoke. He stepped out of bed and removed two bricks from the floor, revealing a staircase leading to the ground. He walked down to a closed basement. Hundreds of candles burned in the basement. Next to each candle is a jar. The jars were also neatly arranged. In the altar, there is a heinous Gu, the treasure of his mother's own life, and the only extremely vicious wealth she left him. When you count the number and find that there is no shortage of jars, you can come up. He returned to the surface and walked out of the bedroom.

"Chen'er!" He heard people calling him.

"Sister, you woke up so early." He walked into the girl who called him. The girl was only twelve or thirteen years old, with a kind and simple face, and very lively.

"Has Brother Chen'er forgotten what day it is?" The girl sat down in front of a pool of water.

"Uh, don't sell it."

"Today is my little sister's birthday, and today, I will be twelve years old. I, You Qianyan, am twelve years old today. Heck, important things have to be repeated. After that, am I a big girl? Can you defend the people of Zhuangli like my brother? ā€

"You're still young." Chen'er stroked her long loose hair. In fact, he is still young and can't read the scheming of others.

"By the way, what's wrong with Dad?" Xiaoyan looked at him.

"Oh, I seem to have forgotten to visit him this morning." So the two of them walked together to the owner's bedroom.

When the two arrived, there were no happy people in front of the room. Rather, the cry of mourning. White snowflakes are scattered on the ground throughout the spring and summer, silently melting.

"Big brother, sixth sister, you can be counted as here. Daddy, he's—" Chen'er's younger brothers wept bitterly.

"I see." Chen'er said softly. He hides so deep that few people can see his heart.

Xiaoyan couldn't hold back her sadness, and cried bitterly: "Dad." You've left us behind. You haven't seen me an adult yet, how can you, be able to go? ā€

Chen'er pulled his sister into the owner's room to see his father's last face. Only in this way can he be sure of the true death of the owner - he was tricked. This kind of Gu manifests itself in the body, and even the person who has been placed under the Gu has difficulty distinguishing whether he is sick or what. The Gu people are not ordinary people, and the people who can see this kind of Gu are not ordinary people.

"These people want to be the owners of the village, but they use such vicious methods. I'm going to have to find out about it. Unless, too, I am killed. Chen'er thought to herself.

The aftermath of the owner is history. But no one has yet volunteered to take his place. At this time, everyone is just secretly calculating the next step in their hearts. The Ling Mo generation has been at peace. This is only temporary, it can't poison people's hearts, people are just too good at camouflage.

Chen'er also checked the number of Gu every day as usual, but never opened them. No one discovered it, and no one had the guts to open them. Chen'er just understood that these were not ordinary worm Gus. Later, he was somehow elected as the owner of the farm for a short period of time. In fact, this is just because of the invasion of people from other regions, and there is an urgent need for a talented leader. Later, he led the people of the village to defeat the invaders with the help of the important minister Leng Ming, and gained great prestige. But he also knows that his position as the owner of the village is still in the eyes of others, and his victory will also attract challenges from others. However, the tranquility lasted for five years.

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