In the nearby temporary shed, some workers were sitting in groups of three or three, all of whom were listless, and sometimes whispering something.

It seems that the time is not up to dinner, so it is logical that the construction should be busy at this time.

Could it be that the weather is too hot?

In short, there is a weirdness here.

Lu Chen listened in a slight manner. With his extraordinary skills, he quickly figured it out that it was because of the ancient tomb that frequent construction site accidents occurred, and many migrant workers were directly scared away.

Some of the people who stayed behind were brave, while others were capable men of foreman.

But before it was resolved, everyone had to temporarily suspend work.

Even among these people, they gradually developed the desire to retreat.

Under the guidance of the beard, he continued to advance about 100 meters towards the ancient tomb. He saw several people walking out with ugly faces.

Among them, there was a Taoist priest who held his hair bun in his hand, and only wore a vest.

This person is thin and looks pale as if he is recovering from a serious illness.

Of course, these are not the real reasons that attracted Lu Chen's attention.

When Lu Chen saw him, he noticed that this person was a little scattered, but he had a stronger aura than ordinary people.

Next to him was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, carrying a backpack on his body, and occasionally raising his hand to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead.

Perhaps because the peach wood sword was too long, the hilt of the sword was exposed, and the sword spear swayed in the air.

In this young man, Lu Chen also sensed a sense of existence with a similar aura.

But compared to the old man, it is almost negligible.

But even so, it is far beyond ordinary people.

It seems that the two are not ordinary people.

Seeing the beard from afar, a man in his early forties took the initiative to greet him: "Old Huang, your nephew Huang Tianwei is fine, right?"

The beard was obviously stunned for a moment, then nodded awkwardly: "Mr. He, thank you for your concern. There should be no big problem."

As he spoke, his beard quickly glanced at Lu Chen.

"It's fine if it's fine." Mr. He squeezed out a smile and then sighed, "It's the first time I've encountered such a thing after working in projects for so many years."

After saying that, he looked at Lu Chen on the side and asked casually: "Old Huang, is this your relative? Are you here to find something to do?"

The beard showed a seemingly honest smile: "This young man is a doctor from Sanhetang, but a miracle doctor who is unpredictable! My nephew was cured thanks to him."

When Mr. He heard this, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he glanced at his beard suspiciously.

He nodded heavily.

At this moment, the old man who had just been with Mr. He who held the Taoist robe in his arms came over staggeringly.

He raised his pale face and said ashamed: "Mr. He, please forgive me for being powerless. I will go back first and think of a solution."

Mr. He sighed slightly and said quickly: "Please trouble Taoist priest, I will send someone to see you now."

As he said that, he took out the walkie-talkie beside him and said, "Xiao Li, drive Mr. Zhang!"

A voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Okay, Mr. He!"

Master Zhang thanked President He again. When he was about to take his apprentice away, his eyes suddenly fell on Lu Chen, and then his body shook.

"You, you..."

Master Zhang approached Lu Chen a few steps, looked at him carefully, and murmured to himself, "It looks so much like it, it's so much like it."

Lu Chen frowned and looked at the old man in front of him with some suspicion.

In fact, when he saw the other party, he also saw something different from afar.

This old man is obviously old, but his aura is firmer than that of ordinary people.

It seemed as if there was a strange force lingering in him, forming a feeling that people subconsciously wanted to get close to him.

Just as Lu Chen was thinking, the little fox suddenly jumped out: "Tsk tsk! It's not easy! There are still such people in this human world in the Dharma-Ending Age."

"What does it mean?" Lu Chen asked immediately.

"This old man has some Taoism. Unfortunately, he went astray, or was unable to understand the method. He had only one skill, but he failed to make full use of his spiritual power, which was a bit wasteful!" The little fox said gloatingly.

Master Zhang stared at Lu Chenzai and looked carefully for a while, and finally couldn't help saying, "Little brother, are you your surname?"

At this time, Lu Chen didn't care about continuing to ask the little fox, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and replied with a smile: "Senior, my name is Lu Chen, don't you know what's wrong with me?"

"Lu...isn't it...but isn't right? He's obviously in his early twenties, so how could he have such a strong aura on his body... It's not okay to start practicing from his womb?"

Master Zhang muttered a few words to himself, as if he suddenly remembered something and did not continue to say it.

Lu Chen frowned.

Could it be that the other party saw something?

Or know yourself...

Could it be that he knows his father or grandfather?

Lu Chen had never seen his father look like, but he looked like the old man.

According to the old man, Lu Chen was carved out like the same mold as him when he was young.

As for father, it seemed to be a taboo for the old man, and the old man never mentioned everything about him.

But he searched for memories but did not have any impression of this person.

It seemed as if Lu Cheng was staring at him with suspicious eyes, Master Zhang squeezed out a smile awkwardly.

"Sorry, sorry! You and me are so similar."

While talking, Master Zhang came up and asked in a low voice: "You can ask yourself a risk, who do you have mastered? Why does he have such a strong aura at a young age! It's really incredible, incredible!"

Lu Chen clearly saw that when the other party heard his name, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

There is no doubt that what I just inferred is right. The old Taoist priest in front of him is very likely to know his father or grandfather.

Lu Chen remained silent and smiled faintly: "Master, I'm sorry."

He could actually feel that Master Zhang seemed to have some taboos. He probably might not have taken the initiative to make it clear even if he identified his identity.

So, even though Lu Chen was very eager to figure out the reason, he finally suppressed the impulse and prepared to play hard to get.

After all, now I have met an insider, and Lu Chen has the opportunity to talk from his mouth.

Lu Chen changed the topic: "I dare to ask senior, what is the situation here?
Chapter completed!