Thirty miles outside Xianyang City, Feng Quli couldn't sleep at night.

Feng Jia walked into the camp and said to Feng Quli: "Master, it's already late at night, why haven't you been sleeping yet?"

Feng Quli sighed and said, "How can I sleep? I feel so worried."

Feng Jia said: "Now we have returned to our hometown. When we are in our hometown, we should be happy. Why is the master worried?"

Feng Quli smiled bitterly: "Don't you really know? It's okay if I haven't established the size of my work this time, but I've been caught by Huai Guzi. I'm afraid that after I go back, I will be ruined."

Feng Jia said: "However, haven't we bribed Wang Wu?"

Feng Quli was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Yes, we have bribed Wang Wu. As long as Wang Wu can change his words in time, I will rest assured."

Feng Jia said: "Don't worry, master, the villain thought that Wang Wu would definitely change his words. He would never spend so much gold and silver in his lifetime."

Feng Quli said: "However, this Huaiguzi seems to have a fascinating ability. Anyone who is provoked by him will often do something incredible."

"Just like Damai before, he was just a small pastry stall at that time, and he couldn't even be considered a shop. Why did he be obsessed with it and go to sponsor Huaiguzi?"

"What if this Wang Wu is also obsessed with the wickedness?"

Feng Jia nodded and said, "Master is worried."

Feng Quli said, "Do you have any good solutions?"

Feng Jia thought for a while and said, "The villain... has come up with a solution."

Feng Quli's eyes lit up and he said, "Let's talk about it quickly, what's the solution?"

Feng Jia said: "This method is actually very simple. Who has no parents in life? Who has no children? Who has no brothers and sisters?"

"We just need to find these relatives of Wang Wu and threaten him with their relatives."

"One side is gold, silver and treasures, and the other side is the lives of relatives. I think... he shouldn't be so stupid that he doesn't know what to do."

Feng Quli nodded and said, "No, good, reasonable, reasonable."

Then, Feng Quli said to Feng Jia: "Now it is still thirty miles away from Xianyang City."

"Tomorrow, I will take a shower and change my clothes. We can delay the thirty miles of this day. You can find out Wang Wu's family. I don't need to explain the rest too clearly, right?"

Feng Jia nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, master, the villain must have done this matter properly."

Feng Quli smiled slightly, and suddenly a burst of tiredness came, he yawned, and said to Feng Jia: "I'm going to sleep."

Feng Jia nodded and bowed: "Yes, yes, yes, master, go to bed quickly. When you wake up, there will be good news."

Feng Jia withdrew, Feng Quli blew the light and went to bed.

I really slept peacefully that night.

At the same time, Feng Jia urgently arranged his son, Feng Xiaojia.

Feng Xiaojia began to inquire about Wang Wu’s brothers and sisters in the city.

Soon Feng Xiaojia's subordinates found out that Wang Wu also had an old father named Wang Dawu, and Wang Wu also had a son named Wang Xiaowu.

After hearing these strings of names, Feng Xiaojia cursed: "What? Is it so uncreative to name a name?"

Feng Xiaojia's subordinates all looked at him with a dry smile on their faces.

Feng Xiaojia said to his subordinates: "Let's go, tie Wang Dawu and Wang Xiaowu first."

So, this group of people rushed to Wang Dawu's house at a speed.

When Wang Dawu saw so many people coming in, he was naturally panicked. He trembled and said, "You, don't bully me, I'm the exiled immortal."

Feng Xiaojia was startled and said, "Are you a banished immortal?"

Wang Dawu nodded vigorously.

Feng Xiaojia looked around and saw that Wang Dawu's family was not as rich as a barren person, and he was immediately confused: "Are you really a banished immortal? I don't think you look like you."

"Will the family of the exiled immortal be so poor? You dare to pretend to be the exiled immortal be a person. This time I have to teach you a good lesson."

Wang Dawu hurriedly said, "I am really a banished immortal. I have a younger brother named Wang Daliu. My younger brother's son is named Wang Liu. Wang Liu is a banished immortal."

Feng Xiaojia was almost fainted.

He knocked on the head, finally reacted easily, then slapped the table and shouted: "Isn't it enough to just say your nephew Wang Liu?"

Wang Dawu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes. My nephew Wang Liu, he has a good friend and knows the craftsmen in Shangjun Villa."

Feng Xiaojia was so excited: "Did you know the craftsman and the exiled immortals? I also know the eunuchs in the palace. Am I the descendant of Your Majesty?"

Feng Xiaojia's men were startled and quickly whispered: "Shut down, just keep silent."

Feng Xiaojia also realized that he had been traitorous, so he quickly coughed dryly and said, "It's okay, I'm the Censor."

Then, his attention turned to Wang Dawu: "We are here to find you today, not to hurt you, nor to rob you."

Wang Dawu looked at Feng Xiaojia in horror, then looked at his young grandson who had not changed his voice yet, had pink skin, and was just fifteen or sixteen years old.

"It's not robbery, is it robbery..." Wang Dawu shivered and hugged Wang Xiaowu tightly in his arms.

Feng Xiaojia spat: "Dirty."

He waved his hand and said to his subordinates: "Go as planned."

These people responded and all surrounded them.

They surrounded Wang Dawu and Wang Xiaowu in the middle.

These people all had wicked smiles on their faces, and their palms were touching the sword on their waists intentionally or unintentionally.

Then, a photographer came over and took a photo with a click.

Feng Xiaojia smiled and said, "Okay, we are here to visit you today."

Then, the people left with a gust of wind.

After they left, Wang Dawu's lips moved and suddenly burst into tears.

When Wang Xiaowu saw his grandfather crying, he panicked and asked, "Grandfather, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Dawu said: "The grandson is here, it's awful. Our souls have been taken away."

When Wang Xiaowu heard this, he cried: "What should I do?"

Wang Dawu thought for a while and said, "For the sake of the current plan, there is no other way. I can only go find your ancestor."

Wang Xiaowu said, "Old Ancestor?"

Wang Dawu nodded: "During the Chinese New Year last year, I took you to see my father, Wang Laowu."

Wang Xiaowu suddenly shuddered: Last year? Ancestor? Wasn't that when I visited the grave? Could it be...

Wang Xiaowu cried even harder: "Grandfather, I don't want to die."

Wang Dawu pulled Wang Xiaowu and said, "If you don't want to die, just follow me to see the ancestor."

Wang Dawu pulled Wang Xiaowu to the ancestral grave, and then started burning paper. After burning the paper, he began to cry loudly.

After crying, Wang Dawu dragged Wang Xiaowu to find Wang Xiaoliu.

After seeing Wang Dawu, Wang Xiaoliu was stunned for a moment, and then asked strangely: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Dawu sighed and said, "I just went to the grave and cried for a while."

Wang Xiaoliu looked puzzled.

Wang Dawu said again: "Maybe in a few days, I will be buried with your ancestor."

Wang Xiaoliu was startled and said in horror: "Uncle, what happened?"

Wang Dawu said what happened just now.

After hearing this, Wang Xiaoliu breathed a sigh of relief and said to Wang Dawu: "I have heard that this camera cannot capture souls, it is just a rumor."

Wang Dawu looked at the ceiling with two eyes: "Is that so? I'll die in a few days anyway."

Wang Xiaoliu said helplessly: "Uncle, since you don't believe me, I'll take you to meet a few friends. Let's hear what they say, how?"

Wang Dawu was in a state of mind and nodded, saying, "Okay, then let's go and have a look."

Wang Xiaoliu and Wang Dawu met a friend, who introduced another friend.

Finally, my friend asked me to ask my friend, and Wang Dawu was lucky enough to meet the craftsmen in Shangjun Villa.

The craftsman warmly received Wang Dawu, and then gave Wang Dawu some popular science on the principles of cameras.

However, after listening to Wang Dawu's story, the craftsmen became a little alert again.

He said to Wang Dawu: "This matter seems a bit difficult. Those people visited late at night, broke into the door, and finally took two photos and left. Why does it sound weird?"

Wang Dawu swears and said, "They really took only two photos and left. I absolutely did not lie."

The craftsman smiled and said, "You don't have to worry. I don't suspect you're lying. I just think that those people have unknown origins."

"By the way, why are you called Wang Dawu and your grandson called Wang Xiaowu?"

Wang Dawu coughed dryly and said, "The ancestors didn't know much about literacy, so our family always named it like this."

The craftsman smiled and said, "Then is your son named Wang Wu?"
To be continued...