Ten miles away, let’s spend the mountain road, and walk out for a short twenty miles.

Fortunately, I came out early and will arrive at Chushan at the beginning of noon.

Tu San just came a few days ago, but who knows how far the Feng Shui master’s acupuncture point is from Tang Guang’s cemetery?

In addition, when he discovered Liu Erfu Bing before, Tu San was not sure about the matter of pointing acupuncture in Fudi.

But when we get closer, Tu San doesn't have to worry about not being able to find it.

On the hillside opposite Tang Guang’s cemetery, looking around, it seems like a new pit is everywhere in the mountains.

Seeing this, Tu San took a breath of air conditioning and his heart hanged up.

However, the leader of the Ma village looked at Tang Guang’s cemetery and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no trace.

This Liu Er is a madman.

Who knows what he can do?

If he really touched Tang Guang's tomb, the Chuzhou Army would really not be able to forgive him for this tone.

As for those caves that were dug on the opposite side, who should I scare?

Or do you think you can wipe out everyone?

In vain, it's just a joke.

Liu Biao led someone forward to investigate first, but was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Except for the two slightly larger crypts in the middle, there are corpses in the other pits.

It was the five hundred soldiers who followed Jiang Ping and Liu clan uncle to slap the acupoints in the fourth day of the lunar month.

Liu Biao's heart rose and hurriedly walked towards the middle crypt.

There were already soldiers looking forward and greeted with a tremolo, "Young Master Biao, it's the Fourth Master..."

Liu Biao stepped forward and looked down. There was an old scholar in his chest with a blood hole in his chest. His right hand was cut off. He widened his eyes and died with his eyes open. He was not someone else, but the clan uncle who came out of Lingshui from the front.

"brute!"

Liu Biao's eyes fell on the corpse's cut-off right hand, and his eyes turned red.

Tu San realized something was wrong, walked over and looked at him.

He turned pale and quickly checked the crypt near the main acupoint.

Most of them were the corpses of soldiers from Bozhou, and there was also the corpse of a Feng Shui master, but Jiang Ping was not seen.

Tu San breathed a sigh of relief.

A few years ago, he begged for alms in Henan Dao. He was knowledgeable and lowered his head to look at the Feng Shui master's body and checked it out.

The body was already hard, with shallow corpse spots, and the death lasted for more than six hours.

Tu San's eyes fell on the Feng Shui Master's right hand, and his hands were filled with water.

Tu San's heart trembled and checked several more people, all of which were so serious that their hands and hearts were covered in blood.

These soldiers were used to point acupoints, and in addition to their own weapons, they naturally brought shovels and other things.

The shovel is not there right now.

Did these pits dug up before their lives?

Tu San was furious.

Five hundred Bozhou soldiers died not on the battlefield, but on internal strife.

Digging a hole to bury yourself, how frightened and desperate these people should be before their lifetime.

Han Xishan also came over and said, "What's going on? Madam asked me!"

The three of them stood, looking at the pits and corpses of all sizes, with their faces not good-looking.

Tu San glanced around him, how could he hide it?

But the 500 Bozhou troops who died tragically are there, how can Marshal Liu continue to use this tomb?

Even if they don’t know Feng Shui, they know that they are all people who die in vain and become evil places.

The three of them arrived in front of Mrs. Han’s car together.

Mrs. Han had already picked up the curtain and was listening to Liu Xu's words.

"There are so many pits on the opposite hillside. Who arranged this? It looks messy!"

Liu Xu was joking and complaining.

Mrs. Han was puzzled and looked into the distance, but there were shadows and no real vision.

Seeing the three of them coming, Liu Xu extinguished.

Tu San sighed and said angrily: "Mother-in-law, Liu Guo is here..."

Mrs. Han was stunned at first, and looked around and saw no one.

After seeing the expressions of the three of them clearly, her heart sank: "What did he do?"

"Kill five hundred Bozhou soldiers!"

Tu San gritted his teeth and said.

"ah!"

A woman's surprise sound came from the carriage.

Liu Xu also straightened his eyes.

Mrs. Han's body was shaking: "Is it a misunderstanding? Maybe... it's someone else?"

The old lady looked at Tu San and looked begging.

She already understood that if the second son really massacred the Bozhou army, it would be a public anger.

The three people in front of us are the people who can be the masters of the Bozhou Army now.

They told him the truth, which means they had no intention of indulging Liu Guo again.

But this is Chushan, only a dozen miles away from Yongyang, Chuzhou Prefecture.

It was really that evil beast, or was it someone wronged him...

All parents in the world have this intention.

I don't believe that my son can really be so bad.

This is the Bozhou Army, a man formed by Marshal Liu.

This time I came to Chushan for the sake of Marshal Liu's funeral.

Liu Guo could split the Bozhou army and fight decisively on the battlefield, but he shouldn't have massacred them here.

Tu San gritted his teeth and said, "One hour ago, the scout found that Liu Guo set up an ambush in the valley... In order not to disturb my father-in-law's coffin, the three of us decided to take a detour..."

Mrs. Han looked at Liu Biao.

Tu San may have selfish intentions, and Liu Biao is the Liu family.

Liu Biao nodded: "Two scouts came to report..." He pointed to the cave of the hillside: "Uncle Fourth is dead... his right hand is cut off..."

Mrs. Han's body stiffened.

Master Liu Si was a master of the Liu family's private school in his early years, and once punished him with a ring for being naughty.

Liu Er was only ten years old at that time, and there were signs of revenge. He secretly said that he would chop off Master Liu Si's hand when he grew up and avenge his whip.

Liu Sheng knew that at this time, he whipped his son with a whip and made a big noise.

Liu Biao is not a few years younger than his cousin, and he remembers this incident in a private school.

Mrs. Han, who is a mother, has never forgotten.

Mrs. Han looked at Han Xishan with despair.

Han Xishan smiled bitterly and said, "Sister, the road in the valley where the ambush is narrow, so you can only pass through two cars... If the scout had not noticed the ambush when he was alert and rocks fell on both sides of the valley rolled down, how many of these people would be left in front of him?"

Mrs. Han's face was pale, and she felt weak all over and had a fishy mouth. She forced her young son's arm to not fall.

She knew that pleading in front of her was useless.

She didn't want to plead again.

In the ambush circle, there were her, her children and a granddaughter.

Tu San couldn't bear it when he saw it and said, "Mother-in-law... the crypt over there cannot be used... Otherwise, just go on this hillside and choose another blessed place!" The next sentence pointed to the hillside where Tang Guang's cemetery was located.

The acupoints that Tang Guang pointed were selected by the master of Mazhai Village and personally brought the best Feng Shui master in Chuzhou, so it naturally looks auspicious.

Mrs. Han nodded: "Okay..."

Even if you don’t understand Feng Shui, everyone can see that the location of Tang Guang’s cemetery is almost the same.

Leaning on the mountains and looking at the water.
To be continued...