Under one person: I am alone, and I dominate the world

Chapter 250: Subduing the second uncle, a mysterious underground chamber; a tomb, a prison; an empty tomb, Duanmu Ying!
Without the protection of the hiding beads, Ma Xianhong and Zhang Chulan clung to the corner, detecting flying insects in mid-air, and were wary of dangers that might appear at any time.

the other side.

Lu's ancestral hall, in the courtyard.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in, blowing into the corridor on the right, along the wooden floor, and came to the outside of a certain cabin.

In the small house, there was an old man sitting in front of the rosewood table. He looked at the scriptures on the table and studied them carefully. However, at some point his pupils shrank and he noticed something unusual outside the house.

He remained calm on the surface, but the energy in his body had begun to gather. A ball of energy appeared on the palm of his hand hanging under the table. He sneered in his heart, wondering where Xiaoxiao could use such a clumsy trick to sneak into him. In the Lu family ancestral hall, is it possible that he is seeking death?
But the faint voice that suddenly sounded outside the house immediately made his expression change drastically.

"Second uncle, what's the hurry? I'm Lu Liang."

When the childish voice and the familiar tone reached the old man's ears, his pupils suddenly shrank at this moment, and his whole body trembled visibly.

There was a muffled sound.

The old man suddenly stood up and with a wave of his hand, he tore apart the wooden window of the study room from a distance, revealing a tall man in a red coat who slowly emerged from the cold wind outside the door.

"You, you, you...are you Lu Liang? You are that evil!"

He widened his old eyes and stared at the tall boy whose face had not changed in the slightest. He subconsciously shouted angrily. He did not expect that the boy would dare to return to Lujia Village and come to the Lujia Ancestral Hall openly!

In the night, Lu Liang's expression remained unchanged. He kneaded the blue hidden bead in his hand and said softly: "Second uncle, don't you even want to believe me? Do you even think that I killed my sister?"

Lu Shao, who had regained consciousness, calmed down his heavy breathing, pointed at Lu Liang with one finger, gritted his teeth and said: "Now, do you still want to make excuses? You bastard, do you know that the death of Lu Huan has a negative impact on me, the second wife of the Lu family?" How much loss does this one mean? You can’t afford it even with a few lives!"

Lu Liang's eyes trembled, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Second uncle, in your eyes, are we just weights that can be placed at will? Just because I, Lu Liang, can't practice the soul-clearing technique, I don't even have the chance to prove my innocence. Don’t you deserve it?”

Lu Shao sneered and said, "You bastard, I won't talk to you anymore. You can save these words for the head of the family when the time comes!"

"I will pull out your bones and cramps, place you in front of Huan'er's grave, and go down to Jiuquan to apologize to her!"

As he spoke, the aura on his body became more and more turbulent, and he began to use the Lu family's unique Ruyi Jin. He stepped on his body like an old ape and burrowed towards the window to capture Lu Liang.

He thought so, but the moment he saw Lu Liang's eyes clearly, his whole person felt like he was struck by lightning, and he froze on the spot. All the energy in his body lost control at this moment, or in other words, he lost control of his entire body. Take control!
"You, you evil beast, what do you want to do!"

Lu Shao's throat rolled, but he couldn't make a sound. He just stared at Lu Liang's hand. The two Qi balls, one blue and one red, appeared at an unknown time. He felt that there was a wave of Qi in them, which made him feel a little... Familiar qi machine.

"Second uncle, since you have said so, I can't just let you go."

"You have wanted me to practice Minghun Technique since you were a child, but my talent has never been as good as Lu Huan, so you always like her more. I know all this, but why would I kill Lu Huan for this? Where is my biological sister?"

"I can't just surrender. I have to prove my innocence. I want to find the real culprit who killed my sister..."

As Lu Liang spoke, he slowly raised his palm, letting the blue light turn into threads and connect them to Lu Shao in front of him, making the latter's eyes turn white and he immediately lost consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, the old man's body trembled, and his soul flew out from the Tianling Cap, turning into a translucent shape, and was crushed into a ball of white light by the building.

Lu Liang checked the old man's past memories in order to make him lose all impressions of tonight.

"You always asked me to practice the Bright Soul Technique well. Now that I have practiced it, I can use both hands, but there is no going back."

He muttered to himself, and after confirming that Lu Shao's memory did not contain the information he wanted, he moved his hands with a thought in his mind, and then with a plop, he fell straight to the ground, rolling his eyes. Bai, with saliva still flowing out of his mouth.

Lu Liang turned around and looked at the quiet ancestral hall. After making sure there were no other threats, he edited a message on his phone and sent it.

Outside the ancestral hall.

Just 2 minutes passed.

Ma Xianhong and Zhang Chulan, who were huddled in the corner, climbed over the wall and quickly joined Lu Liang after receiving the news of his success.

"The history of your Lu family is indeed glorious. There are so many plaques on this ancestral hall." Zhang Chulan looked at the extremely majestic entrance of the tall ancestral hall in the center, and looked at the various plaques hanging with the number one scholar and Jinshi, and expressed affim.

Lu Liang looked for the tunnel entrance according to his memory and casually said:
"My ancestors are indeed promising and are better than me."

"Found it, right here."

After the words fell, Lu Liang, who had already walked to the rockery on one side of the corridor, waved his hand, then bent down and stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to open a certain mechanism, but in the end he failed.

The two people who followed immediately, Ma Xianhong squatted down and looked at the small traces hidden on the seemingly ordinary blue bricks. He chuckled and said: "It's just a simple mechanism that can be easily cracked."

As he spoke, he took out a small chopstick-shaped stick from his arms, injected it with true energy, and let its surface extend. Many tentacles as small as iron wires were inserted into it along the gaps in the blue bricks, and slowly wriggled.

Not long after, a very subtle, breaking sound came from under the green bricks, and then, it trembled and separated to both sides, revealing a dark passage.

The passage seemed to have not been opened for many years, and a strong musty smell wafted from it, like the weird smell emitted by rotting weeds after being soaked and fermented in the sewer.

"Marco is awesome."

Zhang Chulan gave Ma Xianhong a thumbs up, and looked at Lu Liang, who couldn't wait to go down, and followed him in.

Ma Xianhong was the last to go, and he did not forget to close Qingzhuan again and let everything return to normal.

In a dark cave.

Zhang Chulan didn't even dare to use lightning to illuminate, for fear of igniting the possible methane gas and blowing the three of them into the sky.

Ma Xianhong activated a small lighting magic weapon, which easily made the entire cave bright.

When they walked down the long stairs and finally saw clearly what was going on inside, they all stared blankly in unison.

"Is that... a grave bag?"

Zhang Chulan was a little confused.

Deep underground in the Lu family ancestral hall, there is a huge underground chamber.

And in the basement, there is a lonely tomb.

When they saw the tomb bag, the three people who broke into the underground were a little confused.

Even Lu Liang froze and rubbed his eyes, feeling that the scene in front of him was different from what he expected.

"We dug a special hole in the ground and used a mechanism to seal the door. If there is only one grave... it is definitely not an ordinary grave."

Lu Liang murmured to himself, then quickened his pace and walked towards the raised grave.

The empty basement was not humid, on the contrary, it was very dry.

There is a monument in front of the tomb. There is no word on the monument. The pile of soil behind the monument is very hard. After many years, it has become as hard as cement.

"Who is this tomb built for?"

Lu Liang bent over and reached out to gently touch the wordless tablet, his words full of doubts.

"Does the owner of this tomb have something to do with your family's Minghun Technique? After all, the tomb is buried in the basement... This is somewhat strange, especially this is an unnamed tomb." Zhang Chulan reminded, " How about we try to dig down and see what's inside?"

Ma Xianhong, who was looking at and groping the surrounding walls, said in a deep voice: "There were other things placed in this basement, including holes that looked like hammers."

He groped the wall on the right side of the unnamed grave and found two holes in the masonry. He found some tiny rust in them. He also gestured at the distance, which was a little wider than his shoulders. A thought suddenly emerged in his mind. Guessing, he continued: "Do you think it's possible that this is a dungeon?"

"Dungeon?"

Zhang Chulan and Lu Liang said in unison, and turned to look at Ma Xianhong at the same time, seeing the solemn expression on the other person's face.

Zhang Chulan swallowed and said, "Brother Ma, why do you think this is a dungeon?"

Ma Xianhong rubbed his chin, looked at the hole set in the wall, and then looked at the lonely unknown grave, and said: "It's just my guess, or some kind of intuition."

"Look, the distance between the hole and the ground is about the same height as my shoulder. The distance between the two holes is wider than my shoulder, but not too wide."

"There are still traces of wear and rust at the opening of this hole. In my opinion, it is the result of fixing chains and iron ropes over the years."

Zhang Chulan interrupted at this time: "So do you think that someone, or some people, was once imprisoned in this place?"

"Tsk, tsk, you are indeed a person who specializes in mechanism skills. Village Chief Ma's observation skills are really strong!"

Ma Xianhong nodded, without saying much, but turned his gaze to the lonely grave: "Do you think this tomb contains people who were once locked in this dungeon?"

Lu Liang suddenly turned around, looked at the mound of soil surrounding the grave, and said in a deep voice: "Zhang Chulan, what did you just say to me?"

Zhang Chulan thought for a moment and said tentatively: "Pig, dig a grave?"

"Dig now!"

Lu Liang took the lead and took the lead, holding his true energy in his hands, like a shovel, and began to dig up the grave without mercy.

Zhang Chulan and Ma Xianhong looked at each other with firm gazes and joined in the digging of the grave.

……

at the same time.

Lujia Village, the center of the village.

There is one of the tallest and most imposing buildings, which is where the family heads of all generations have lived. Because the night is not yet deep, the lights are still on in the house.

Lu Ci was wearing a white training shirt, sitting on a red sandalwood-backed chair, staring blankly at the bright moon outside the window with his one bloodshot eye, as if he was remembering something.

The steaming tea cup on the table gradually cooled down, and it was not picked up even once until it was no longer warm.

For some reason, he had so many thoughts tonight that he couldn't calm down, and he had no intention of sleeping. He thought about it for a long time before suddenly remembering it, making it even harder to fall asleep.

"August 21, the day you left was also August 21, five years ago..."

Lu Ci murmured in his mouth that in the past, he always had a cold and determined expression in front of outsiders, but now he looked very complicated, like an ordinary old man who was entangled with heavy memories.

It wasn't until a long time passed that he gritted his teeth and stood up and walked outside the house, seemingly making a decision. "Let's go see an old friend."

Lu Cizhu slowly walked down the stairs with the crutch in his hand. He looked at the maid who was coming to meet him downstairs. He just waved his hand to signal her not to follow him, then he opened the wooden door alone and walked into the moonlight. .

……

at the same time.

Outside Lujia Village.

Somewhere in the mountains.

A tree standing on a cliff with a wide view.

Lu Jin, who was looking straight in the direction of Lujiacun, suddenly froze and saw the old figure walking out of the door from a long distance away.

"It's this time. Why is that old guy Lu Ci hanging around? Could it be that I'm being blinded?"

Lu Jin frowned slightly, and then with a thought, he drew two more enhanced versions of the lookout charms, used them on his eyes, stared in the direction of Lujiacun again with his golden eyes.

This time it was much clearer, and it was already certain that it was Lu Ci. The other party walked slowly on the wide road with a cane, and then turned into an alley. It seemed that he was gradually approaching the village. The ancestral temple on the south side!
"Old man Lu Ci, has he discovered something is wrong?"

Lu Jin narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully observed the direction the other party was going. It was indeed the place where Zhang Chulan and his group of kids had sneaked in tonight. He immediately had a guess in his mind, but he was not sure.

……

Lujia Village.

The moon is above the willow branches, and there is silence all around.

Lu Ci was walking alone under the frosty white moonlight. Her usually straight spine seemed much rickety at this moment. She didn't know whether it could not bear the moonlight or the memories that were rising like a tide.

"Hello, master!"

Several night patrol officers who were joking and walking out of the alley were so frightened that they froze on the spot when they saw Lu Ci's figure. They straightened their bodies and greeted them respectfully.

Lu Ci just glanced at a few people indifferently, said nothing, and continued to move towards the destination.

Behind him, the three juniors of the Lu family looked at each other in disbelief.

If it were in the past, with the temper of the family head, if he found them laughing and playing during night training, he would probably reveal the family's secrets on the spot and scold them bloody.

Why is the situation so wrong tonight?

"God is with you, let's leave quickly."

One of them muttered in a low voice, pulled his two companions beside him, and quickly left this unexpected place.

On the other hand, Lu Ci walked slowly and leisurely. After half a quarter of an hour, he saw the ancestral temple nestled in the moonlight.

Lu Ci stood outside the doorstep for a long time, seeming to have made up his mind before taking steps to enter.

But when he was about to push open the door of the ancestral hall, a panicked servant suddenly rushed out from the avenue on one side.

"Master, Mr. Lu of the Lu family came to visit unexpectedly. He has been insisting that he wants to see you. He can't stop me. I'll report to you quickly!"

There were beads of sweat on the forehead of the junior of the Lu family. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang at the main entrance of the Lu family in the distance, and dust and smoke rolled up into the sky.

Lu Ci's eyes were stunned, and he took back the palm that was placed on the door of the ancestral hall, turned to the servant and confirmed: "Are you really the old man of the Lu family?"

The servant said respectfully: "It is indeed the old man of the Lu family - Lu Jin, no doubt."

Hearing this, Lu Ci frowned, doubts in his eyes, but he still stepped forward and walked down the stairs.

"What does this old man want from me at this time?"

Before leaving, Lu Ci took one last look at the ancestral hall door, then shook his head and followed the steps of the servants.

……

the other side.

In the ancestral hall, outside the underground chamber.

In the shadow of a corridor, as the air conditioner dissipated, three figures appeared, none other than Zhang Chulan and his three men, who were all on guard.

Ma Xianhong looked at the scene returned by the flying insects in his magical glasses, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Lu Ci has gone far. He was pushed away by Mr. Lu."

Zhang Chulan said: "It's really a ghost. Could it be that this Lao Deng discovered something about us? It's impossible."

Lu Liang's eyes trembled, and then he walked straight towards the intersection of the basement: "No matter what the reason is, we must seize the time."

The three of them returned to the basement again and saw that most of the tomb had been dug out in just a few moments. It was almost flush with the surrounding ground, but there was no coffin, which was presumably hidden at the bottom.

Without saying a word, Lu Liang held the Qi Tuan in his hand. He moved half a minute faster, and with the help of two companions around him, he dug into the ground after only a dozen breaths. When he noticed a piece, it had the same texture as the soil. He stopped when he saw different hard objects.

"It doesn't look like a coffin. Could it be an urn?"

Lu Liang used his hands to dig out the medium-sized box.

It is a rosewood box the size of an urn, with a smooth surface and no carved lines.

"Using such precious wood to create such an ugly spirit box is really speechless." Zhang Chulan looked at the square wooden box and couldn't help complaining.

"Is it really a spirit box? Open it and take a look." Ma Xianhong suggested.

Lu Liang nodded, found the copper buckle of the box lid, opened it with a click, and then slowly opened it with a heavy breathing.

Until the space in the box is completely exposed to everyone's sight.

Then a black and white photo appeared in their eyes.

It was a young woman with heroic features and a smile.

"This is?"

Lu Liang's eyes widened. In the memory previously obtained from his second uncle's mind, a scene about the woman in the photo suddenly appeared!

……

The Lu family living room.

"Brother Lu, I wonder why you suddenly came here tonight?"

Lu Ci made tea with her own hands and smiled at the old man in a suit in front of her.

Lu Jin always had a faint smile on his face and said unhurriedly: "Well, it's not a big deal to say the least. It's just that I have some unresolved doubts in my heart that I still can't figure out."

"I happened to be passing through Huajin, Jiangsu and Zhejiang in the past few days. On a whim tonight, I thought of visiting Lao Lu at your house. Please forgive me if I am rude."

Lu Ci skillfully put the tea into the silver flower cup, pushed it in front of Lu Jin, and said with a smile: "There are still questions that Brother Lu doesn't understand, why don't you tell me."

Lu Jin smiled and said, "Don't worry, let me have a sip of tea first."

As he spoke, he held the silver teacup with both hands and looked at the exquisite patterns carved on the cup. After studying it for a while, he brought the teacup to his mouth, took a sip of the hot tea, and took a sip of the hot tea. After tasting it carefully, his eyes lit up and he praised it: "Good tea, this is good tea, Lao Lu is so good at his craftsmanship."

Lu Ci smiled and humbly said: "With all the time I spent making tea, I can't say it's good tea. If I say the best, it has to be the Biluochun you gave me the year before last, Brother Lu. It's this tea." It’s good enough.”

Lu Jin said: "So this tea was sent by my Lu family? Tsk, it's better to drink it when you brew it here."

Lu Ci's eyes flashed, but he was still condescending, but the doubts in his heart were stronger. He always felt that the old man of the Lu family suddenly came to visit tonight, which revealed something strange.

Not only was the timing weird, but the suddenly enthusiastic attitude was also a bit weird. He was obviously anxious, but he brought up the art of tea again - it was even weirder!
But even so, Lu Ci was still patient and continued to waste time with Lu Jin, wanting to see what kind of medicine the other party was selling in his gourd.

……

the other side.

The ancestral hall of the Lu family.

As a gloomy wind blew away from here, Lu Shao in the side room woke up soon after. When he woke up, he only felt a splitting headache. He always felt that he had forgotten something important, but he couldn't remember it.

"Alas, I'm getting old and no longer useful."

He thought hard for a while before he remembered what he had forgotten. It turned out that when he was reading a book on the table, he dozed off because he was too sleepy, and accidentally slipped to the ground.

at the same time.

On the south side of Lujia Village, somewhere in a corner of the woods.

As the cold breath dissipated, the figures of the three people were revealed. They also immediately contacted Wang Ye, who was still dragging the Lu family's formation underground, and asked him to evacuate quickly.

"I'm talking to Lu Liang, can you really confirm the identity of the woman in the photo? Is she really Duanmu Ying, one of the 36 righteousnesses?" Zhang Chulan confirmed again.

Lu Liang nodded, looked at the black and white photo in his hand, and said with complicated eyes: "My second uncle, Lu Shao, once had a fragment about this woman in his memory. She was the eldest lady of Jishi Hall, a medical family, and she was also a doctor. The stranger's name is Duanmu Ying, who is the one who later realized the Eight Wonders."

"And the magic that she has — that's the full set of hands that I have at this moment."

"So that's it. It turns out that the so-called Bright Soul Technique of my Lu family is just a secret dug out from others and stolen, haha."

Ma Xianhong did not speak immediately, but a hint of imperceptible anger flashed in his eyes, and he spoke after a while: "The unnamed tomb belongs to Duanmu Ying. I think the one who was imprisoned in the basement of the Lu family is also Duanmu Ying."

"Now I want to know even more what methods your Lu family used to allow Duan Muying's hands to be transmitted to you through the blood."

(End of this chapter)