Chen Sanmu pointed to the mountain outside and said, "That mountain is called Qianhu Tomb. That year, my grandfather didn't know what he thought, so he insisted on building a house next to Qianhu Tomb."

In my opinion, Qianhu Tomb is a big local bun. People in the village say: There are thousands of foxes buried under the local bun. The yin energy is too heavy. You can't build a house with the Qianhu Tomb.

No one dares to make do with the Qianhu Tomb in our village. He said that there are too many strange things on Qianhu Tomb. He goes there and may bump into something, let alone build a house, and no one dares to defend Qianhu Tomb to settle down.

When my grandfather brought people to build a foundation, someone advised him not to build a house here. Digging ground next to the Thousand Fox graves will easily cause disaster, but my grandfather didn't listen to this and insisted on building the house next to the Thousand Fox graves.

On the day my grandfather put the beam on the house, everyone in the village came to watch the fun. Even the bricklayer hired by my grandfather was confused. Why are so many people watching the fun when I put the beam on it?

That day, I saw my master, and he used a knife to chop the beam three times, and shouted: "Rise the beam!" The bricklayers put the beam on the room.

When they were about to fall the beam, the beam trembled clearly and was about to fall to the ground. The faces of the people on the beam were scared to death. My grandfather stood below and coughed. The beam was stable again and landed steadily on the room.

My grandfather not only raised the beam, but also built three tiled houses, which made the villagers' faces very hard. The villagers didn't like to pay attention to my grandfather, and I didn't care about these things.

After my family moved to Qianhu Tomb, my grandfather ran to Qianhu Tomb when he had nothing to do, but he did not allow me to go to Qianhu Tomb. He also planted a tree on the way to Qianhu Tomb at my house and told me: No more than that tree.

Chen Sanmu said that he had already opened the door and let us in. He also specially boiled water for us and said he wanted to make tea.

I roughly looked at the room: "Is anyone living in this room usually?"

Chen Sanmu said: "No one lives in normal times, but I hired someone to clean it up. The water and electricity have never been cut off. Sometimes I miss my grandfather and come to live for a few days."

Chen Sanmu looked out the window: "I like this place, it is quiet and clean, and when I come here, I feel that I have no worries."

Lu Yihan asked subconsciously: "Do you have any worries too?"

Chen Sanmu smiled bitterly and changed the topic: "I'd better continue to tell you about my grandfather's house building!"

Chen Sanmu continued:

I was still young at that time, and I could listen to whatever my grandfather said. I didn’t know how to ask more questions. I followed my grandfather to live in Qianhu’s grave for three years.

It was not until I was eight years old that I knew what was going on in Qianhu’s grave and who was my grandfather.

That day, when my grandfather took me to play chess at the gate of the yard, he saw a group of people coming from afar.

Among those people, I only know Yu Deben, who is walking in front of us. He is a famous boss in our village. He usually raises his chin higher than his eyebrows in our village, and never looks at people directly. Now he nods and bows behind a middle-aged man in Tang suit.

The man was indeed arrogant. There was an old white-haired man standing beside him, followed by more than twenty bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses. I have only seen that style on TV.

When the group of people walked in, I heard what Yu Deben said: "Dong Liu, there is Qianhu's Tomb in front of him."

"Legendary: In order to make the fur fur, Huang Taiji peeled the skins of a thousand white foxes here. All the peeled foxes were thrown into a pit. There were too many foxes killed at that time, and the pit was filled with blood..."

"Huang Taiji killed too many foxes for the Thousand Fox Fur. At night, the foxes cried in the mountains. The sound was like a group of ghosts howling! Men, women, young and old! Later, Huang Taiji might also think that the foxes were making too much noise and personally invited the Great Shaman to repair the Thousand Fox Tomb."

Director Liu was in a state of interest: "What are you saying seriously?"

"Absolutely true!" Yu Deben said with a waist: "Dr. Liu, you don't know that after the Thousand Fox Tomb was built here, no one hunted the mountain came to the mountain. Those foxes hate hunting the most, and whoever dares to go up the mountain will definitely not be able to get out. If you build a temple here and save the wronged souls, that would be a great merit."

My grandfather didn't see that group of people at first, but when he heard that they were going to build a temple, he opened his mouth and cursed: "Hu jbdog. I think you think you have long lives."

Dong Liu frowned immediately, and Yu De's face couldn't be restless: "Old Chen, why are you joking up with nothing? Is this where you talk?"

My father ignored Yu Deben: "I don't even know what is buried in the Tma grave, and I still have to build a temple here. Don't save the wronged souls and save yourself to the West first."

Dong Dong Liu's face darkened: "Mr. Yu, do all the people here say this?"

Before Yu Deben could speak, my grandfather sneered: "Grandson, let's go back, remember, if you want to kill someone, don't stop him. If you stop him, he will treat you as an enemy."

When my grandfather pulled me into the house, a bodyguard shouted: "Stop, apologize to Director Liu before leaving."

Seeing that my grandfather ignored him, the man walked to my grandfather a few steps, reached out and grabbed my grandfather's shoulder.

"Don't touch my master!" When I wanted to jump up and stop the man, my master gently tweaked his hand out with one hand, not only blocking the man's hand, but also grabbed the man's shoulder in reverse.

My master's fingers directly scratched the man's suit like a knife. Blood flowed out along my master's fingers, and the man knelt on the ground on the spot.

I was so shocked that I couldn't say a word. Until I heard someone shouting "Stop", I realized that my father and I had let the bodyguards surround me.

I clenched my fists with one hand and grabbed my grandfather's clothes with the other, and looked at the group of people hard. If they dared to do it, I would fight them to the death.

The old man next to Dong Liu walked out: "May I ask, which kind of hero is this brother?"

My grandfather replied lightly: "I'm just a scumbag, not a hero."

My grandfather said this to Yu Deben in the face. He just said that no hunter dared to come on this mountain. My grandfather said that he was a hunter.

Yu Deben was anxious at the time: "Old Chen, if you really can't get along with me, don't break up like this. You are a barefoot doctor. Everyone in the village knows this. Why did you become a scam?"

My grandfather smiled and pulled me back into the room.

Chen Sanmu stopped here and stood up to pour us tea.

I looked at Chen Sanmu's hand that grabbed the teapot and said, "Have you passed the kung fu on your master's hand?"

According to Chen Sanmu, if Old Chen can grasp someone else's suits thoroughly, he has to practice the eagle claw skills for at least ten years. This is really not something that a barefoot doctor can do.

Moreover, Old Chen's temper doesn't look like a doctor, but rather a bandit.
Chapter completed!