[69 Book Bar - www.] Yang Baimao was trembling with anger, "Rebellion, you are rebelling! Who is the mayor? Believe it or not, I will inform the county tomorrow and let the comrades in the county arrest you all.

Clean your mind and go to jail!"

A figure staggered out. He patted the mayor on the shoulder and said: "Old Yang, everything has its destiny, let the goddess dig the grave!"

We looked at the figure and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Grandpa!"

Grandpa's legs and feet have been in poor condition since he fell. He seldom goes out on weekdays. When he has nothing to do, he pours a pot of wine by himself, then lights a cigarette, squints his eyes and sits on the Taishi chair to take a nap. Our family basically

We are considered to be a wealthy family in the town. I heard that our ancestors were very poor in the past and worked as long-term workers in the landlord's house. Later, when we came to my grandfather's generation, I don't know if luck or something happened, but it seemed that we became a wealthy family overnight. According to reports

People in the town said that during that time, several rich people suddenly appeared. One was my grandfather, one was Xiao Heizi’s grandfather, and the other one seemed to be Yang Baimao.

Yang Baimao looked at his grandfather, his face ashen, "What are you doing here?"

Grandpa smacked his pipe and said, "I'm here to save my grandson!"

"You..." Yang Baimao hesitated, and then said in a stern tone: "Are you the mayor or am I the mayor? I won't allow you to dig if you don't say it. Anyone who dares to move even a little bit of mud will be tied up.

, send it to the county bureau!"

It was the time of reform and opening up, and feudal superstitions were being eradicated all over the country. No one dared to take advantage of this trend. However, there were always two people who were not afraid of death. I only heard someone say: "I still want to dig up this guy today!"

Everyone looked around, and saw a dark and thin old man walking out of the crowd. Although he was skinny, his eyes were bright. This old man was none other than Xiao Heizi, who had been a bandit in the early years.

My grandfather, no one knows his real name, but everyone is afraid of him when they see him, and respectfully calls him "Hei Ye!"

Yang Baimao turned around and saw that it was Mr. Hei who was coming, his face felt a little uncomfortable, "Why are you here too?"

Master Hei said: "I'm here for my grandson."

Grandpa said: "Your grandson also has copper spots?"

Master Hei said: "Well, I had it in the evening and it hurt like hell. I knew that the goddess was going to do it here, so I came to ask the goddess to take a look."

The goddess's gaze was sharp, "Your grandson has also been to this tomb?"

Master Hei nodded heavily, and then sighed heavily: "What an injustice! What an injustice!"

Yang Baimao glared at him, "What the hell are you crazy about? You also know that the things in this pit can't move."

Master Hei said coldly: "I want to save my grandson. If I tell you to dig, I have to dig. Come here!" Seven or eight young men in black jumped out from behind Master Hei, carrying hoes, iron plows and other things.
Chapter completed!