My target is black impermanence

"stop fighting."

Shen Han frowned in pain, and the sharp hoe blade slashed into his back heavily, directly piercing through his clothes and embedded in his flesh.

Everyone was taken aback.

They had been arguing about this matter for a long time and fought, but this was the first time that something hurtful happened.

Shen Hanyang tried to straighten his waist, but Shen's father quickly pulled him.

"Han Yang, don't move, Dad will take you to the hospital!"

Seeing this old man who had been strong for most of his life, his eyes were red with anxiety, Shen Hanyang patted Shen's father's arm comfortingly.

"fine."

He pulled his lips, straightened up, and pushed away the hoe submerged in his body with his backhand.

With a sound of "嘡啷", everyone took a step back one after another, looking at him in shock and uneasiness.

There wasn't any blood on his back, only a gash deep enough to show the bone.

"Dad, let's go back first."

His body is different from ordinary people, and he is worried that other people will see something abnormal.

"Okay...ok...go back."

Father Shen was so frightened that his hands were trembling. Seeing that he was able to force a smile on his face as usual, although he found it strange, he was more worried and at a loss.

"I can't go, I haven't made it clear yet!"

But Uncle Shen didn't want to let it go.

This matter has been dragging on for a long time, and the developer will come to see the land tomorrow, so he has to settle the matter today.

"Shen Er!"

Father Shen was almost so angry that his blood was surging. Now everyone could see that the most important thing was Shen Hanyang, but Second Uncle Shen couldn't figure it out, and only had the 500 million in his mind.

"Isn't he all right? Usually, no one of us gets hurt when we work, he is the only one who is delicate!"

Shen Shanhe stood up not to be outdone, but no one dared to echo what he said.

How can the injuries they usually suffer compare to Shen Hanyang's injuries now.

The sharp hoe just now sank directly into Shen Hanyang's body.

Shen Hanyang was a little impatient with the noise, he could feel the ghost energy in his body draining from the wound.

In this way, he wouldn't last long before revealing that he was already dead.

He didn't want Shen's father to know about it.

"Dad, let's go."

No matter what Second Uncle Shen said, Shen Hanyang dragged Father Shen to go down the mountain.

The other people were also afraid that they would die if they continued to make trouble, so they hurriedly took the guy and left.

Only the hoe that fell on the ground no one dared to touch.

Only Second Uncle Shen and Shen Shanhe were left on the mountain standing still.

When the cool wind blows, the leaves rustle.

Shen Shanhe felt a little cold and got goosebumps.

He looked at his father beside him, and asked unwillingly, "Dad, can you just watch them go like this?"

Uncle Shen didn't answer, but just stared straight ahead.

Shen Shanhe called again with some doubts.

"dad?"

"Of course, they can't just leave like this."

After Second Uncle Shen said this, he picked up the hoe on the ground and chased it aggressively.

Shen Shanhe hurriedly followed behind.

"Don't go!"

Everyone was frightened by the loud shout behind them.

Seeing Uncle Shen with hostility in his eyes, he rushed towards them with a hoe in his hand.

Everyone was taken aback by his appearance, but also felt a little annoyed by his indiscriminate entanglement.

"Shen Er, let's talk about today's matter later, and send Han Yang to the hospital now."

Uncle Shen has a very high seniority in the village, and when he usually speaks, no matter what, the younger generation will give him some face.

But Uncle Shen didn't pay attention at all, but looked straight at Shen Hanyang.

"This matter must be clarified today!"

Father Shen was worried about what would happen to Shen Hanyang, and being blocked by Second Uncle Shen, the anger in his heart had risen to the extreme.

"Shen Er, are you still human? Han Yang is your own nephew. If you have anything to say, come to me. Don't block Han Yang!"

Shen Hanyang held Father Shen and prevented him from going forward.

To avoid any further conflicts.

"If you sell this land today, you have to sell it, and if you don't sell it, you still have to sell it."

Second Uncle Shen had a domineering face, and his eyebrows were raised high with unreasonable ferocity.

Some villagers couldn't stand it anymore, let him forget it first, the important thing is to send Shen Hanyang to the hospital now, so that nothing happens to him.

Shen Hanyang had already started to tremble, and he could feel that his body was gradually becoming shriveled.

In order not to scare the villagers, Shen Hanyang ran down the mountain without looking back.

Father Shen was startled, and quickly chased after him.

"Han Yang, Han Yang!"

The villagers didn't know what happened, but they were worried about something, so they followed.

Second Uncle Shen stayed where he was and took a deep breath, as if he could still smell the pure ghost aura.

He looked at the direction in which Shen Hanyang left, with a sly smile that didn't belong to him, a farmer.

Shen Shanhe paused, looking at his father with a strange expression.

……

Shen Hanyang ran all the way home and locked himself in the door.

He drew the curtains tightly to block all view.

The wound behind him was still painful, but it couldn't resist the overdrawn feeling of the loss of ghost energy.

"Han Yang, Han Yang! Dad will take you to the hospital, you come out first."

Shen's father knocked on the door vigorously outside, Shen Hanyang looked at the corpse spots on the back of his hand, and endured his trembling voice because of his weakness.

"Dad, I'm fine. The injury on my back just looks scary. I'm just a little tired. Let me lie down first."

Hearing his words, Father Shen became even more anxious.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep!"

There were rustling sounds outside the door, it was Father Shen who was looking for the key.

He hurriedly shouted: "Dad, I'm really fine. After all these years... I just want to come back and see you."

With a sound of "嘡啷", the key fell to the ground.

Father Shen's hands trembled, and there was a great uneasiness in his heart.

"You...you brat, what are you talking about? The door is open. Am I not allowing you to come back?"

Shen Hanyang inside the door let out a smile, looked at the awards he had won when he was a child on the wall, and said softly, "I know, so I won't come back now."

Then, he said in a relaxed tone: "Dad, have you received the money I sent you? I changed to a new boss who is very nice and gave me a promotion. I will buy a big boss in two years." House, if you want to go to the city, I will take you there, if you don’t want to, you can just guard the mountain.”

Outside the door, Father Shen's heart was beating violently, with an inexplicable panic.

"Got it, you are promising now and earn a lot of money. When your father is old, you can just live here. Your mother will be buried in the mountains, and your father has to watch over her."

After Father Shen finished speaking, he knocked on the door again with shaking hands.

"Han Yang, go to the hospital."

"Dad, you can't go."

As soon as these words came out, Father Shen's heart suddenly dropped.

Can't go...why can't I go...

"Dad, go and cook. I haven't eaten your braised pork for a long time. I'll just sleep for a while. Just call me when you're done."

Shen Hanyang's voice sounded calm as usual, but at this moment he was already curled up on the bed covered in cold sweat.

The deeper the wound, the faster the ghost energy will be lost.

Last time, he was only stabbed in the thigh, and he had a rotten smell in just a few days.

With such a deep wound this time, it is obviously difficult for him to survive until tomorrow.

"You...you must not sleep."

Shen's father felt something. Since last month, the amount Shen Hanyang sent him began to increase. He was only a promising person, so he didn't say anything about what happened in the village.

But today he suddenly came back without saying hello, and he suffered such a serious injury.

This way back, not a drop of blood shed.

Shen Hanyang's strange words made Father Shen feel sad that he was saying goodbye.

"Well, I don't sleep."

He responded aloud, but his body became more and more tired. He looked at himself in the mirror, his skin was gradually becoming dry, his eye sockets were sunken, and his skin color turned into a corpse-like gray.

Thinking of what Zou Yu said, he sneered. It turned out that he really couldn't do without him.

In the past, I only thought it was a good thing, because he could get closer to people, but now, it was inexplicably funny.

"Han Yang, Dad is cooking, are you asleep?"

Shen Hanyang forced his eyelids open, and responded aloud: "I haven't slept yet."

"That's good."

Father Shen had a pale face, as if he was going to cook all the Chinese New Year's meat in one go, and the oily red meat gave off an alluring aroma.

He hurried to the door with the meat.

"Han Yang."

No one answered, Father Shen panicked.

"Han Yang!"

"Well, here it is."

Father Shen let out a sigh of relief.

"The meal is ready, do you want to eat now?"

Shen Hanyang turned his body and rolled off the bed.

Hearing the voice inside, Father Shen panicked and almost took the key to open the door.

"Dad, don't come in."

Shen Hanyang stopped his movements, Father Shen wanted to rush in regardless, but for some reason, there was a voice in his heart stopping him, don't go, don't look.

Father Shen waited quietly outside the door, the heat of the braised pork was almost subsiding, only then did he hear a sound from the door.

But at this moment, there was a commotion outside.

The outside door was smashed with a "bang bang", and Second Uncle Shen shouted at the top of his voice.

"Han Yang is okay, I feel sorry, so I came here to check."

Father Shen glanced at the firmly closed door, then looked outside, gritted his teeth, and walked out.

"No, Han Yang has already rested."

After speaking, he wanted to send people away.

But Second Uncle Shen didn't know if he suddenly realized his conscience. He frowned and said worriedly, "Take a rest? Did you go to the hospital with such a serious injury?"

The villagers who came with him immediately agreed, and they all reprimanded Shen's father for not knowing the seriousness.

Father Shen didn't want to get entangled with them, so he rushed out of the place.

"none of your business."

With that said, he looked at Second Uncle Shen again.

"I won't sell the top of the mountain."

Unexpectedly, Second Uncle Shen seemed to have forgotten about selling the mountain, so he went straight in regardless of Shen's father's resistance.

He was still yelling: "I just want to come and see Han Yang, I don't worry if people don't see him."

Father Shen alone can't match Uncle Shen and Shen Shanhe.

Even though he was very uneasy, he still subconsciously felt that there must be some reason for Shen Hanyang to hide in the room suddenly and not let him in.

So looking at Second Uncle Shen who forced to see Shen Hanyang, Shen's father blocked Shen Hanyang's room door.

"I said it's none of your business, let me go."

Seeing Father Shen's nervous expression, Second Uncle Shen suddenly smiled.

"Brother, what are you doing? I can't come to see people out of worry."

……

Hearing the movement outside, Shen Hanyang weakly propped up his body, but the pain and overdraw made his hands and feet tremble.

With a "bang", he fell heavily to the ground.

Second Uncle Shen glanced at the door, and immediately said, "Hey, nothing will happen to Han Yang inside."

Seeing the closed doors and windows, the other villagers were also worried that something might happen to the person inside, so they persuaded them one after another.

Father Shen's heart was filled with worry and suspicion, and he unknowingly let go of his strength.

Uncle Shen gave Shen Shanhe a wink.

Taking advantage of Shen's father's unpreparedness, Shen Shanhe picked up the key on the table and walked to the door.

Shen's father wanted to stop him, but was held tightly by Shen's second uncle.

"Brother, you don't want anything to happen to people inside, do you?"

Father Shen tried to move, but found that Shen Er's strength was terrifying.

Before he could be surprised by this, he heard a panicked scream from Shen Shanhe who opened the door.

The villagers who watched the excitement outside the door gathered around one after another, and the screams one after another made Father Shen panic.

He struggled to break free from Shen Er, who was still holding on to him so tightly, he easily broke free, pushed the villagers away and walked to the door, but was too scared to speak by the scene in front of him.

Shen Hanyang covered his face covered with corpses with his hands, his shriveled body was propped up by a tall skeleton and looked a little scary.

The wound on the back began to rot from all sides, and as soon as the door was opened, a corpse smell came out.

But just one afternoon.

The speed of ghost energy loss was faster than he imagined.

"This... what kind of monster is this?"

Someone said this sentence carefully.

One word stirred up a thousand layers of waves, the crowd became restless and restless, Shen Shanhe took advantage of the situation to add fuel to the fire.

"I've already said that coming back suddenly is nothing good, if you're either caught by an evil spirit or infected with a disease!"

Being mentioned by Shen Shanhe, the villagers all took a step back.

Father Shen's hands and feet were cold, he approached tentatively, Shen Hanyang hid for a while.

"Dad, don't come here."

He didn't have the strength to hide it, like a strange-shaped object for anyone to look at.

Before Shen Shanhe opened the door, he used the last trace of ghost energy to draw a Wantong curse, and Zou Yu should have received his message.

Although it was useless to compromise so easily, he had to admit that he was absorbed in Zou Yu's survival.

"Don't bring some dirty things back, it's better to put him in the ancestral hall and let the ancestors watch him."

Second Uncle Shen made a faint sound from behind.

This is undoubtedly a good suggestion for those villagers who are panicked and don't know what to do.

The ancestral hall of Shenjia Village is located in the back mountain. Because of the age, few people go to offer sacrifices. Only during the Chinese New Year, people of the older generation will go to have a look.

The villagers dared not touch Shen Hanyang, and wanted to cover him with a big net, but Shen's father stopped him.

He looked at the villagers who were looking at him, and said, "I will carry him on my back myself."

The man with frosty temples stooped and put Shen Hanyang on his back.

He stood up tremblingly supporting his legs, his back hurt a little from Shen Hanyang's bones.

As they got closer, the smell of rotting corpses on Shen Hanyang's body became stronger.

With Shen Hanyang on his back, he walked up the mountain step by step.

Shen Hanyang was a little unconscious, he opened his mouth to speak, but only made a weak breath.

He wanted to tell his father that he would be fine, at most his body would rot, and his soul could not find a habitat.

But Shen's father couldn't hear it, the mountain road was high and steep, Shen's father's back was getting more and more bent, sweat dripped from his forehead, he gritted his teeth, and walked up with his stiff legs.

Some young people can't see it and want to help, but they are blocked by their parents.

They don't know what Shen Hanyang is, and the unknown makes them fear and panic.

The door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, because no one had come to clean it for a long time, the floor was full of dust, and even the ancient tablets were covered by spider webs.

Shen's father knelt down tremblingly, Shen Hanyang on his back slipped to the ground, his body was a little more terrifying than before.

Even the wound on the back has rotted flesh.

"Let the ancestor guard Han Yang, maybe he will be fine tomorrow."

Shen Shanhe's words obviously meant adding insult to injury.

Looking at Shen Hanyang like this, it is not good, whether he can survive tomorrow is uncertain.

"Okay, let's talk about selling the mountain before it gets dark."

Uncle Shen stood at the entrance of the ancestral hall and did not come in. His back was facing the setting sun, and the shadow of the afterglow covered half of his face, making him look a little gloomy.

Father Shen glanced at Shen Hanyang, then at the villagers following outside the ancestral hall.

He stood up on his knees, staggered a bit, and several young men immediately went in to support him.

Father Shen waved his hand, his face always had the solemnity of being a father and the head of a village.

When stepping out of the ancestral hall, Father Shen looked back at Shen Hanyang again.

Shen Hanyang lay on the ground, twitched the corners of his mouth, and gave Father Shen a reassuring smile.

……

On the way to Shenjia Village, a faint red curse mark appeared on Zou Yu's hand.

"Zou Yu..."

Just that one sentence made Zou Yu's heart tighten.

It was already half dark, and there was still a long way to go. Looking at the bumpy road ahead, which was difficult for cars to drive into, he gritted his teeth and parked the car on the side of the road.

In an instant, a red light appeared in the car, and the powerful ghostly aura made the lonely souls hiding in the mountains in the distance afraid to show up.

Shen Hanyang in the ancestral hall seemed to have sensed it. He raised his tired eyelids and looked at the ancestral tablet above.

The entire room was only filled with moonlight coming in through the window, the inside was pitch black, and the ground was connected to the air with a hint of coldness.

Shen Hanyang moved a little uneasily, trying to close his eyes to expel the strange feeling from his surroundings.

A gust of wind blew by, and a cold breath approached him.

He opened his eyes cautiously, and saw a familiar person standing in front of him.

"Second uncle!"

No, this is not Uncle Shen, but Uncle Shen's soul.

At this time, the other party was like a puppet being controlled, looking at him with straight eyes, with a hint of ferocity and desire to swallow him.

He remembered Zou Yu's words that his body could not be possessed by other souls.

In this way, he cannot become a vessel to catch greed.

Without even thinking about it, he rolled and hid in the table under the ancestral hall.

It is undeniable that there is anger in his heart, but at the same time, Shen Hanyang's passion is not only for the people around him, but also for this city.

He is no hero, but if he can do something, he will do it.

Second Uncle Shen stared at him, reached out and grabbed his ankle and dragged him out.

Shen Hanyang was powerless to resist, he looked at the tablets above his head, those tablets shook slightly, making the sound of colliding with each other.

He pinned his hopes on these ancestors who had guarded Shenjia Village for hundreds of years, but found that those tablets only calmed down after the turmoil.

A cold hand touched the back of his head.

Uncle Shen is a direct bloodline of the Shen family, and the ancestors could not distinguish his good from evil.

So that's why Tan put Uncle Shen's soul in alone.

Shen Hanyang drew a curse with all his strength, but his ghost energy had been exhausted, and he couldn't even light a little smoke from the underworld fire.

Uncle Shen's hand had already penetrated into the back of his head, and he could feel that Uncle Shen was trying to grab his soul out.

He resisted with strong willpower, but the pain of his soul being torn apart still made him let out a groan.

Uncle Shen's eyes lit up fiercely, and the hand that had been inserted into the back of his head was pulled outward forcefully.

"what……"

This is undoubtedly torture to him.

Don't rush to occupy his body, but tear his soul first.

Shen Hanyang's whole body was convulsed uncontrollably, and a corner of his soul was torn apart. The mental pain was infinitely stronger than the physical pain.

He could feel that if he didn't give up his resistance, his soul would be torn apart.

But he has no shortcomings, just persistence.

The pain gradually doubled, and Shen Hanyang had already started to twitch.

A corner of the soul was pulled out from the back of his head, and he pulled it back with his strong willpower.

Just when he thought he couldn't hold on, the door of the ancestral hall was pushed open.

"Shen Hanyang!"

As soon as Zou Yu took a step in, he felt an external force blocking him.

He looked at the neatly placed tablets above and forced his way inside.

The ghost energy hidden in his body was released under pressure, Zou Yu's nails gradually grew longer, and the hair on his temples turned red.

As if aware of something, those tablets were turned down one after another, choosing to turn a blind eye.

The barrier disappeared, and Zou Yu returned to normal. He grabbed Second Uncle Shen's soul, and before he had time to think, he slapped his hand hard, and Uncle Shen's soul was shaken away, leaving only a wisp of remnant soul.

"Shen Hanyang..."

He helped Shen Hanyang who was in pain and convulsed continuously, but he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.

A crack was torn out of Shen Hanyang's soul, which he could not mend.

"Zou Yu, I protected myself."

He opened his half-closed eyelids and pulled the corners of his lips weakly.

This sentence seemed to be a mockery of Zou Yu, which made Zou Yu's heart shrink.

He pursed his lips, lowered his eyelids, covered Shen Hanyang's eyes with his hands, and pressed his lips together.

A kiss that didn't go against Zou Yu's words, but seemed to have regained its warmth, was a little jerky under his initiative.

Shen Hanyang couldn't see the determination in Zou Yu's eyes at that moment.

The injury on his back is healing at a slow speed, and the overdrawn feeling in his body has regained his strength.

Even though the tearing of the soul still made Shen Hanyang feel painful, but the moment he regained his strength, he held Zou Yu's head and deepened the kiss.

Warm and deep, it is different from all the frivolous teasing before, and it is different from the ambiguous Japanese love when you are in a state of confusion.

With all the vigorous words in his heart that he wanted to say, Shen Hanyang pressed Zou Yu under him, and kissed hard and tenderly.

Zou Yu's face was flushed, and his eyes were moist with the feeling of suffocation, but he no longer passively accepted all the kisses before.

He responded jerky and carefully to the other party, with the emotion he wanted to express in his heart.

The kiss on the lips moved to his chin and slid to his neck.

Zou Yu's eyes trembled slightly, and his pupils were blurred by a trace of mist. When Shen Hanyang bit his Adam's apple, he couldn't control himself and let out a gasp.

Shen Hanyang paused, and his gnawing movements gradually declined...

"oops!"

Shen Hanyang raised his head buried in Zou Yu's chest, and when he turned his head, he saw the top tablet standing there upright.

He gave Zou Yu an aggrieved look.

Zou Yu's eyes were slightly bent, and he reached out to help him rub his head.

……

It was bright daylight, and Shen Hanyang was worried about greed doing something bad in Uncle Shen's body, so he hurriedly took Zou Yu down the mountain.

But before he had gone far, he saw Second Uncle Shen and Shen Shanhe looking around with some men in suits and leather shoes, pointing and talking.

As soon as Shen Hanyang approached, he heard that the other party actually said that he wanted to move the ancestral grave on the mountain.

"The terrain here is good, suitable for opening a factory, but these graves need to be moved, otherwise it will be unlucky."

"You're right, we'll take care of that."

Second Uncle Shen agreed without saying a word, as if the matter had been finalized.

"Oh, I heard that there is an ancestral hall in the back mountain, right? It's so old now, and it's useless to offer such a thing, so let's demolish it together, or I'm afraid to scare others."

"Okay, none of that is a problem."

The middle-aged man with a big belly showed a satisfied smile. Looking at the beautiful mountains and rivers and the dense woods around him, he seemed to be able to imagine the establishment of his own factory.

"no!"

Shen Hanyang walked over quickly, staring fixedly at Second Uncle Shen.

Shen Shanhe watched Shen Hanyang recover to normal overnight, with astonishment in his eyes, then looked at the strange man behind him, he was stunned for a while before saying: "You...how did you come out. "

Shen Hanyang didn't even bother to give Shen Shanhe a look.

He stared at Second Uncle Shen who looked the same as usual, and then looked at the man who was unhappy because of his interruption.

"Who are you, I have already paid the deposit, why not?"

Already paid a deposit?

It should be that Uncle Shen and the others collected the money in private.

It suddenly occurred to him that someone was coming to see such a big event on the top of the mountain today, why his father didn't show up.

"Where's my dad!"

He looked at Second Uncle Shen with cold eyes, if he dared to do anything to his father...

"It's not all because of you. After going down the mountain yesterday, Uncle Shen became ill. I guess now..."

Before Shen Shanhe finished speaking, Shen Hanyang hurried down the mountain.

As soon as he passed a few people, he quickly turned his head and said, "We won't sell this mountain."

After speaking, he ran down anxiously.

Zou Yu stopped where he was, glanced at Second Uncle Shen, and then left behind Shen Hanyang.

……

As soon as he arrived at the door of the house, he saw a lot of people surrounded inside. Shen Hanyang didn't have time to pay attention to those weird eyes looking at him, so he pushed aside the crowd and ran in.

Father Shen was lying on the bed, he looked fine, but he was motionless, as pale as a corpse.

"dad?"

He called out, but there was no answer.

"What happened to my dad?"

He anxiously looked at the villagers behind him.

Uncle Shen sighed, and said: "Yesterday, after going down the mountain, he suddenly collapsed. He was sent to the hospital overnight. The doctor couldn't find out what was wrong with him, and he couldn't wake him up no matter how much he screamed. He had no choice but to bring him back."

Shen Hanyang gritted his teeth, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with corruption.

At this time Zou Yu also came in, he took a look, leaned into Shen Hanyang's ear and whispered: "People are fine, they just leave their souls."

Hearing what Zou Yu said, Shen Hanyang breathed a sigh of relief.

But Zou Yu didn't tell him that Father Shen's soul was probably in the hands of greed.

The villagers behind looked at the strange man with an extraordinary bearing and Shen Hanyang's intimate appearance, and couldn't help talking in a low voice.

"Yesterday people still looked wrong, why today is fine."

"Yes, and brought back a man."

"Hey, didn't you say that Shen Hanyang is that one, this man won't be his..."

A blush rose on Zou Yu's face. He pretended not to hear, but he didn't leave Shen Hanyang's side.

Knowing that his father was fine, Shen Hanyang felt a little relieved, and when he heard the discussion behind him, his heart inevitably warmed up.

He also wanted to say that Zou Yu was his man in front of everyone.

But the knot in his heart has not been completely untied, and he can't even say a joke.

"It's bad, it's bad, those people brought back by Shen Er are going to dig mountains and cut down trees!"

Hearing this, everyone rushed up the mountain in a hurry.

There are still a small number of people who were bewitched by Uncle Shen with money. Most of them were born here and bred by that mountain. Whether it is the emotion or the desire to protect the foundation, they are as firm as Father Shen.

Shen Hanyang wanted to go out without hesitation, but looked back at Father Shen worriedly.

"rest assured."

Zou Yu drew a mantra to surround the house. He glanced at Zou Yu gratefully, and followed the villagers up the mountain without hesitation.

Seeing the gratitude in Shen Hanyang's eyes, Zou Yu seemed to have been stabbed.

He lowered his eyes, took out his cell phone and made a call.

When Shen Hanyang rushed to the top of the mountain, he saw Shen Shanhe directing the excavator to dig the ground.

Without even thinking about it, he rushed up and punched him.

Shen Shanhe was stunned by the beating, and by the time he realized it, the excavator had been stopped by Shen Hanyang.

"What are you doing."

"This mountain is not for sale."

"Go, you are not allowed to come up here."

Every one of the black-faced villagers had anger on their faces.

This mountain buried their ancestors of all generations and is the root of all the villagers of the Shen family.

They might be willing to hand it over if they want to use it on the right path one day, but it is definitely not to build factories for these damn developers.

The noisy noise brought Uncle Shen and the developers over.

The middle-aged man frowned when he saw the leader, Shen Hanyang.

"you again."

Shen Hanyang strode up to the man, looking down at the man's Mediterranean hairstyle.

"I said I won't sell it. The title deed of this mountain belongs to Shenjia Village privately. Without the title deed, it is illegal for you to forcibly dig the mountain."

Unexpectedly, Second Uncle Shen stood up suddenly and said, "The land deed is in my hands. I have already agreed to sell the mountain, and the deposit has also been collected."

Shen Hanyang's eyes trembled slightly.

How come, the land deed was clearly taken over by successive village chiefs.

He thought of Shen's father who was unconscious, and the eyes that looked at Shen's second uncle became icy cold.

"What the hell did you do?"

Second Uncle Shen didn't speak, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Leave them alone, dig!"

With a wave of Shen Shanhe's hand, the excavator started to operate again.

Some villagers wanted to forcibly go up to stop them, but machines were more dangerous than manpower, so they had no choice.

"Wang is always from City H."

A clear and cold voice sounded behind him.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Zou Yu walking up calmly.

"who are you?"

Mr. Wang is not surprised that he was recognized by the other party. After all, he is a famous entrepreneur anyway.

But looking at the other party's young appearance, he was a little arrogant and disliked.

"Hello, Mr. Wang, my name is Zou Yu."

The disdain on Mr. Wang's face froze.

Maybe Zou Yu himself is not very common, but his name is very popular, as long as he is in the mall, everyone knows it.

"Zou...Mr. Zou..."

I only heard that Zou Yu has a lot of properties under his name, and the turnover in his hands is almost a frighteningly sky-high amount, but he never thought that Zou Yu is such a young person.

Zou Yu handed his business card to Mr. Wang, and gave him another business card.

Mr. Wang looked at it, then picked up the business card he gave him and glanced at Shen Hanyang.

"Nine generations of Yin Yang School No.90?"

Shen Hanyang was taken aback for a moment, he almost forgot his identity.

Zou Yu said lightly: "Mr. Shen's name hasn't been announced yet, so Mr. Wang naturally doesn't know about it, but this mountain has a close relationship with Mr. Shen. Maybe the ashes of Mr. Shen's ancestors are on the ground under Mr. Wang's feet." .”

Mr. Wang was so frightened that he quickly took a step back, but he had heard of these things for so many years, but he didn't believe them all, so he immediately questioned with suspicion: "Yin Yang sect, I haven't heard of this name."

Zou Yu walked up to Shen Hanyang and put his hands on his back.

Shen Hanyang was startled, and opened his mouth unconsciously.

"Mr. Wang is just 45 years old this year, but it's a pity that the family doesn't have a son. I finally got pregnant with one a few years ago, but somehow lost it again. The mistress outside was upbeat and gave birth to twins. It's just a pity... "

"What a pity..."

Mr. Wang looked at Shen Hanyang nervously, and when he noticed the gazes on him, he quickly straightened his expression.

"It's just a pity that the seed is not yours."

"how is this possible!"

Mr. Wang shouted excitedly, apparently not believing this fact.

"Go back and do a paternity test. Besides, it was February when I was with you. Why, can the twins be born prematurely more than two months earlier?"

What he said made Mr. Wang's face change drastically, and there was a cold light of resentment in his eyes.

"That bitch, people dare to lie to me."

"I advise Mr. Wang to accumulate some virtue. Digging up ancestral graves and cutting off children and grandchildren are light. I did some calculations. Mr. Wang will be doomed at the age of 50. If he doesn't remedy it in time, he may be brought forward to the age of 47."

Zou Yu's hand had already left, Shen Hanyang said this spontaneously.

But the effect is very good.

If Shen Hanyang could tell that he had a mistress who gave birth to twin sons for him, as well as the year when he conceived, he believed most of it.

After all, few people can find out about this matter.

"Now it depends on whether Mr. Wang is willing to remedy it."

"Yes, I will!"

Mr. Wang will be 46 years old in a while. According to Shen Hanyang, he will not live for two years.

"Do good deeds every day, starting today."

At this time, Zou Yu also spoke at the right time.

"Why don't Mr. Wang transfer this mountain to my hands? It's the first charity today. If I give 1000 million, Mr. Wang will never lose money."

Mr. Wang's eyes rolled, and after careful calculation, he was indeed the one who took advantage.

"Okay, that's it!"

The villagers stared dumbfounded at the scene where Shen Hanyang and his men easily resolved the unresolved matter that had lasted for several days.

Mr. Wang came aggressively and walked in a mighty way. The excavator and a large group of people just walked away without delay.

Zou Yu flicked his fingertips and gave Mr. Wang a small gift.

Shen Hanyang looked at Second Uncle Shen who had never spoken in front of him.

Next, it's time to deal with their own business.