Final priesthood.

Chapter 74 Drama
Lu Yuan squatted in the grass, disturbed by the night mosquitoes flying around him.

He didn't dare to take pictures, but secretly regretted not wearing a pair of trousers.

When the three of Lu Xinghua finished speaking and walked forward, he hurriedly got out of the grass.

Not far behind the three of them.

The dirt road in this country is yellow mud mixed with a little gravel, Lu Yuan's footsteps are very light, and he is not afraid of attracting the attention of the three of them.

With Lu Yuan's current reaction speed, even if Lu Xinghua and the others suddenly turned around, he was confident that they could hide in the grass next to them in time.

Lu Yuan followed Lu Xinghua and the others until they reached a car in front.

The three of them seemed to have taken something like a wooden stick wrench from the car, and then walked towards the lighted house in the distance.

Lu Yuan looked at his father, Lu Xinghua, who looked like a gangster on TV, carrying a steel pipe and leading his two little brothers, walking hurriedly.

I felt the novelty and wanted to laugh, and even wanted to take a picture with my mobile phone.

There was another burst of inexplicable sadness for no reason.

Dad has always been forced to do this.
After only two to three minutes of walking, the three of Lu Xinghua came to the house.

Lu Yuan stopped under a wild pomelo tree about [-] meters away, and took out his cell phone in his pocket to look at it.

12:35
But the four-story rural self-built house in front of me was brightly lit.

"Ok?"

Lu Yuan suddenly found that there was no signal in the upper right corner of the phone.

He raised the phone high and shook it slightly.

"pat-"

A bit of white falls from the top of the head.

Lu Yuan dodged subconsciously, and when he looked down, he found it was a pile of bird droppings.

Immediately after looking up, with the light of the phone screen, I saw by accident.
This wild pomelo tree, which is not even a big one, is actually densely packed with crows!
"Grass!"

Lu Yuan suddenly covered his mouth.

"what sound?"

The short, thin, middle-aged man turned his head and looked around nervously. The slightly stronger man next to him pushed him impatiently.

"Can you please stop being so startled at night? Who are you trying to scare?"

"But I really heard a voice just now!"

The short and thin middle-aged man still looked vigilant.

"okay!"

Lu Xinghua said something, and then said to the sturdy man: "Kuizi, you can call the door with me later. Put this guy away first.

You just follow behind, Lao Li, and call the police immediately if you see something wrong. "

"Okay, Brother Lu."

The two nodded and had no objection to Lu Xinghua's division of labor.

Lu Xinghua winked at the burly man, and both of them hid the steel pipe and wrench behind their backs.

Then one after another, they slowly walked towards the house in front of them.

"It stinks!"

When he walked to the gate of the yard, the sturdy man couldn't help rubbing his nose and spitting on the ground, "Is Wang Zhichao's grandson boiling excrement in there? How can it stink like this?"

It was far away just now, and there was a cool breeze on the hillside, and the few people didn't smell anything.

As soon as I got closer to the house, the wind died down, and I immediately felt a strong smell of chicken shit and duck shit wafting out from inside.

Lu Xinghua frowned, but didn't worry.

Many people in rural areas raise chickens and ducks in their own yards.

If you raise too many, the chicken and duck excrement will be saved and used as fertilizer to sell for money.

It's summer again, so it's normal for the taste to be a bit bigger.

Lu Xinghua reached out and pushed the big iron gate in front of him.

The iron door was locked inside, and he quickly used his strength to create a bigger movement.

A few strange bird calls came from the yard, and there was a sound of flapping and flapping, and then fell quickly.

"Is anyone there? Is anyone home?"

Lu Xinghua knocked on the door and shouted at the top of his lungs.

The sound seemed a bit harsh on the quiet slopes at night.

The burly man next to him was impatient and followed Lu Xinghua to knock on the door.

Two large iron doors were smashed, making "clang, clang, clang, clang" noises.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

I don't know how long I shouted, suddenly.
The iron door opened a crack from the inside with a bang, and a middle-aged man wearing a vest stood behind the door with a numb expression, looking at the two expressionlessly.

"Who are you looking for?"

"I find."

Lu Xinghua's eyes lit up, and he was about to speak, when he suddenly noticed the shadowy figure behind the man who seemed to be following many people.

His eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously took two steps back. He said politely: "Fellow, I'm looking for Wang Zhichao."

"There is no one named Wang Zhichao here."

The man in the vest at the door replied coldly, and was about to close the door immediately.

Kui Zi beside Lu Xinghua couldn't help it.

"Why didn't you call Wang Zhichao? I watched the grandson go in with my own eyes. He must be hiding inside. Please call him out quickly!"

"I said no, it's not."

The man in the vest became impatient, and regardless of Kuizi's hand on the edge of the door, he was about to close the door vigorously.

"Hold!"

Seeing this, Kui Zi's face became fierce and he kicked the door directly.

"Bang!"

The gap in the iron door was kicked wide open, and the man in a vest standing at the door was kicked so hard that he staggered back inside.

The figures standing behind the man in the vest were about to rush up when they saw this.

Lu Xinghua panicked, and subconsciously wanted to grab the steel pipe attached to his waist.

At this time, a figure quickly jumped out from inside.

"Let's go! You go quickly!"

Lu Xinghua was pushed far away by the man. After he stabilized himself, he took a closer look.

"Wang Zhichao?!"

"Fuck! Your grandson is hiding here! Pay back the money!"

Kuizi next to him also rushed forward, grabbing the figure that came out of the door.

"Repay! I will definitely repay the money! Now listen to me and leave quickly!"

The man desperately pushed Lu Xinghua and the two, and kept urging them.

Lu Xinghua frowned and saw people coming out one after another from behind the iron gate not far away.

There was a gloomy look on all the faces, and there was a burst of uneasiness in my heart for no reason.

He followed the force of Wang Zhichao's push and stepped back step by step, but Kui Zi, who came with him, still refused to let go, shouting: "Let's go? Go away!"

We will never leave without seeing the money today.

Lao Li, call the police! "

Kuizi yelled at the short, thin middle-aged man who was showing off in the distance.

The pushing Wang Zhichao didn't know why he was crazy, he was so anxious that his eyes turned red.

Suddenly he raised his hand and punched the two people in front of him.

"I told you to get lost!"

Seeing the man who came out of the door punch his father, Lu Xinghua, in the face, Lu Yuan tensed up and wanted to rush forward the next second.

He is ready to "fall from the sky" in the next melee and bring down the opponent.

Take Lu Xinghua and the three to leave, or rush into the house directly.

But he hasn't waited for him to make a move.

Dad Lu Xinghua had already grabbed the two people who came with him, turned around and ran down the slope.

Four or five men came out from behind the iron gate and wanted to chase them.

But Wang Zhichao, whom Lu Xinghua and the others were looking for with all their efforts to drive away the three of them earlier,
At this moment, he is trying his best to hold those people who are supposed to be with him, trying to prevent them from chasing him.

The men struggled to break free from Wang Zhichao's obstruction, and chased down the hillside for a while, until they saw two cars with their lights on, turned around and drove away.

Then he came back cursing, and started punching and kicking Wang Zhichao instead.

Finally, he pulled his hair and dragged him into the iron gate.
　py pushes the book, "The Real Prehistoric Game"

　　Introduction: After 800 million years of Journey to the West, the way of heaven has changed, and human beings have lost their status as the protagonists of the era.

　　In the new era, the rules of the world change, the world becomes digital, and at the same time the seventh holy throne is born.

　　Tens of thousands of races entered the world of immortality and competed for the seventh holy seat, and the winner was the son of the new era, the protagonist of the new world.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)