For no reason, why can you be a small amount of times more than others?

Mo Hua thought of the zombies in the mine.

He had just guessed before, but now he is probably sure.

Lu Chengyun’s corpse refining is indeed used to mine!

I'm afraid that since he was in charge of the mine, Lu Chengyun secretly refined corpses and used zombies to mine...

Others use living people to mine.

Lu Chengyun digs with living people during the day and "dead people" at night, so the mining income will naturally be higher.

He also used this to gain real power step by step in the family.

For the family, interests are the most real.

Lu Chengyun can use zombies to mine and double the interests of the mine. Even the ancestor of the Lu family will probably look at him with admiration.

As for what methods Lu Chengyun used.

With the character of the ancestor of the Lu family, even if he knows, he may not care.

"Because the mine's income is high, Lu Chengyun became the head of the family?"

Lu Ming nodded, "It should be."

"should?"

Mo Hua's eyes moved slightly, and when he found that Lu Ming wanted to speak, he stopped, he said:

"Are you, what else do you want to say?"

Lu Ming hesitated a little, frowned, and said slowly:

"I also heard a rumor..."

Mo Hua nodded and signaled him to continue.

Lu Ming said: "It is said that the ancestor... indulged in lust, lost his body, damaged his foundation, and was plotted against by enemies, and was seriously injured and died."

"Before his death, he wanted to decide on the next head of the family."

"At the beginning, the family suggested that the head of the family decided by the ancestor was actually not Lu..."

Lu Ming felt that calling the head of the family was a little disrespectful, but seeing that Mo Hua didn't seem to respect Lu Chengyun, he said with a little bit of respect:

"...It's not Lu Chengyun, but... Elder An in the clan."

"Elder An was only 150 years old in the early stage of building the foundation. He was young and strong, had enough qualifications, was steady and had high prestige. Everyone agreed that Elder An would become the head of the family."

"But unexpectedly, I don't know what happened, but the ancestor suddenly changed his mind before he died."

"He insisted on making a stubborn move and insisted on letting Lu Chengyun be the head of the family. It would be useless for anyone to object."

Ink painting frowned.

Did Lu Ming reach any deal with the ancestor of the Lu family?

What other transactions can be made before dying?

With Lu Pipi's selfish personality, this transaction should not involve the interests of the Lu family, but only related to his own interests.

The eyes of the ink painting were cold.

He thought of the strange thing on the golden altar covered by the yellow cloth, which was worshipped by the jade candle and incense burner, which looked like a human, a demon, and a corpse...

The heart of ink painting gradually became cool.

"Where is that Elder An?" Mo Hua asked again.

"Missed..."

"Die or missing?"

Lu Ming shook his head and said, "I only heard that it was missing. It is said that Lu Chengyun was the head of the family, and Elder An was excluded by him and felt dissatisfied. He never came back after going out for a job."

"Some people also guessed that the head of the family killed Elder An."

"But there is no evidence, so it was left alone in the end..."

Mo Hua nodded.

Then this elder An should be dead.

Lu Chengyun seems gentle, but he will retaliate against his grudges and will definitely eliminate dissidents and kill Elder An.

Not only will he kill him, he will also use his body to refine his corpse.

Among the iron coffins of the Ten Thousand Corpse Formation, there is probably the corpse of Elder An.

There was nothing after that.

That's all Lu Ming has found out.

In addition, they are all trivial matters that are not very relevant.

Mo Hua took out a blanket and handed it to Lu Ming:

"I keep my promise and save my life."

"But in a short period of time, you can't escape, you can't escape, and you can stay here for a while."

"There is a formation on this blanket that can hide your body."

"If something happens in the future, you can find a corner, cover it with a blanket, and stay honestly."

"After the storm, you can find another opportunity to sneak out."

"Whether you can survive depends on your own luck."

"I can only help you to this point."

Lu Ming held the blanket and was a little nervous, and couldn't help but ask, "What...what happened?"

"Don't ask, you'll die if you know."

Lu Ming shivered in fear and said worriedly:

"Then is this blanket really useful?"

"I drew the above formation, so it is naturally useful."

Ink painting has a clear mind.

Lu Ming looked at Mo Hua's little face and felt a little relieved for no reason.

Mo Hua reminded him again:

"Don't learn to refine corpses, and don't refine them anymore. If you kill someone, refine corpses, and become demons, I can't save you. Maybe one day, I have to kill you..."

Lu Ming nodded repeatedly.

After leaving Lu Ming, Mo Hua went to the Altar of Ten Thousand Corpse.

It was late at night and there was no one on the altar.

Mo Hua still controlled the big tiger, opened the door of the hall, and then used the little zombie to open the door of the mural, and came to the golden altar.

This altar is shining with golden light and extremely luxurious.

I didn't care about ink painting before.

At this time, I think these things are very consistent with the taste of the ancestor of the Lu family.

Then, is the one who worships on this altar... the ancestor of the Lu family?

And the human face on the mural, which is mean and ferocious, half-human and half-corpse. Could it be that he was also "Lu Pixi"?

Fortunately, I didn't uncover the yellow cloth.

Otherwise, it would be a bit dangerous.

But if you don’t reveal it, how can you verify your guess?

Ink painting is a bit difficult.

At this moment, the mural at the door suddenly became moving.

Mo Hua's heart tightened, "Is someone here?"

Who will come to the altar at this time?

Zhang Quan, or Lu Chengyun?

Mo Hua controlled the little zombie, hid in the coffin, and then glanced around his spiritual sense and found no traces. Then he hid in his body, converged his breath to the extreme, and quietly hid behind the altar.

After a while, ink traces rippled on the murals, forming an entrance.

A monk with a gentle face walked in with a gorgeous dress and a gentle face.

It was Lu Chengyun.

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Chapter completed!