"Fat Uncle, drink a glass of water." Zhang Jidong handed Lu Dagui's teapot over.

Lu Dagui took a sip and his eyes were wide open. Why is the tea in my teapot so delicious? He hurriedly asked: "What kind of tea did you make for me? Why is it so good?"

"How does the tea leaves on the other side of my bamboo house taste?" Zhang Jidong asked.

"The taste is so good. I really didn't expect you to have such a good skill." Lu Dagui exclaimed sincerely.

"I'll take you a can of tea and drink it. After drinking it, I'll ask me for it. The tea is not easy to store, and it will lose its flavor over time. Please let my aunt drink it too." Zhang Jidong said.

"Oh." Lu Dagui took a big sip happily. The taste was really good, and his heart was as sweet as honey.

"My brother, don't drink tea. It's not good for children to drink tea. You can go to the bamboo house to get well water to drink it in the future. The water at home is OK," said Zhang Jidong.

"Okay, your brother will grow up in the future. Your aunt and I will go to your bamboo house to retire. The environment there is so good." Lu Dagui joked.

"Okay. The bamboo houses over there are all empty. I want to live there in the future. I will contact the master to build a few more buildings there." Zhang Jidong said.

"Then I'm sure you can't regret it in the future." Lu Dagui smiled.

There were a lot of guests, and Zhang Jidong and his family went to toast separately, and they were all very busy. After two rounds of the banquet, they arranged all the guests. Fortunately, everyone did not come for the meal, but mainly had a stable relationship with Zhang Jidong and his family. So the host and the guests were all happy.

Until four or five o'clock in the afternoon, except for those who had to stay in Shuanghe for a few days, most of the guests left on their own, without causing trouble to Zhang Jidong's family.

Huang Haoran's family was planning to play in Shijiang for a few days, but Zhang Jidong arranged for him to live in the bamboo house.

Several batches of guests were arranged, and Zhang Jidong's bamboo houses were only filled. The remaining guests were arranged at Zhang Jidong's house and some people's houses in the village. For example, Zhou Qingyong and Zhou Baocheng's family built villas and had many empty houses, so the family arranged some guests.

Zhang Jidong tried not to allow guests to stay in a hotel, not because the hotel's conditions were poor, but because Shuanghe and even the entire Shijiang Town were in a special period, with monks everywhere, some of them were reasonable, while some of them were simply like hooligans and gangsters. Zhang Jidong was worried that the guests would be hurt. But in Shuanghe Village, Zhang Jidong could ensure their safety.

In the evening, Zhang Jidong's house prepared some fireworks to celebrate Zhang Dashuan's birthday.

Just when the Zhang family was in full swing, a violent vibration suddenly occurred in the entire Shuanghe River. This time the vibration was even more intense than the last time, and ordinary people were a little unstable in standing. Only Zhang Jidong's house did not have much vibration.

"It's an earthquake, it's an earthquake. Jidong, please let all the guests come outside the house as soon as possible." Zhou Qingyong ran over.

"Qingyong, hurry up and take someone to post one of these talismans. There may be another one later." Zhang Jidong took out a stack of talismans.

"Do you mean there will be aftershocks?" Zhou Qingyong hurriedly took the talisman and took people to each household to paste the talismans.

Zhang Jidong shook his head, how could this be an earthquake? Those people seemed to have not given up, but this time they should have found a way to crack it. For this formation, violent methods cannot be broken. Modern technology still has praiseworthy places. As long as the explosion is sufficient, it is not impossible to crack it. However, such a violent cracking of the mountain protection formation will inevitably completely destroy the ancient tomb. Is the purpose of this group of people not the inheritance in the ancient tomb, but another purpose?

When Zhou Qing ran back out of breath, the second violent vibration came again.

"boom!"

This time the explosion was even more static than the first time, the earth was shaking.

"Fortunately you prepared the talismans, otherwise all the houses in our village would collapse this time. It's a pity that the talismans were not prepared for the first time, and some old houses still collapsed. Fortunately, everyone came out today to see your house set off fireworks, otherwise something big could happen." Zhou Qingyong said.

"How many houses have collapsed?" Zhang Jidong asked.

"There are not many old houses in our village, only five are left, of which one is actually living, and the rest have new houses. These old houses are mainly used to store miscellaneous items. This time, they have all the old houses collapsed. I went back to find Uncle Baocheng, who is now the village party secretary. This is a natural disaster, so you can go to the top to ask for assistance. I will give some more in the village to help others build the house. Just a few broken houses will also affect the village appearance of our village." Zhou Qingyong said.

"If it really doesn't work, you can pay some money from our store and help others build the house." Zhang Jidong said.

"Okay, I'll do this now." Zhou Qingyong didn't say anything. Now he has made a lot of money, so he has to pay attention to the following social influences.

Zhou Baocheng hurried over: "I just arranged a few customers who lived in our house, so I rushed over. Qingyong just told me that I would go to the town to apply tomorrow. Applications can usually be passed in this case. However, the above can't pay much money. The funds in the village are not easy to use. I think I might as well pay some money from our store to build the house for Uncle Jiu."

The uncle Jiu who Zhou Baocheng mentioned was an old bachelor in Shuanghe Village. He is now in his seventies and has been a bachelor all his life. Uncle Jiu is a mute and he is not very clear about his mind. He can't even do farm work. In the past, he could only handle the responsible fields well. Now that he is old, he can't grow the fields, and it depends entirely on the minimum living allowance and five-guarantee funding and other state-funded funds. The villagers will also give him some food and clothing, and the village will also give him some money every year, which will make him live a comfortable life.

"Where will he be arranged to live now?" Zhang Jidong asked.

"The village committee will have several empty houses, so he will live there first, and let him move back when the house is built." Zhou Baocheng said.

Shuanghe has never experienced natural disasters such as earthquakes. People in the village were a little panicked and ran out of the house and gathered on the village's big-sanitary quarry.

"Don't panic, I have called to implement it. The shock just now was not an earthquake, but a construction in the forest park and blasting the mountains. I will come back to the door to count the losses caused by the house in the past two days. The blasting unit will compensate the losses in the village." Zhou Baocheng called the town to report, and the town responded to him. So, he quickly conveyed the spirit of the town to the villagers.

Tongqian'ao was already in a mess at this time. After two consecutive blasts, the mountain protection array in the ancient tomb of Tongqian'ao had been completely destroyed. Without the damage of the mountain protection array, the upper structure of the ancient tomb had been completely destroyed.

Ouyang Bo, who carried out this matter, had already made some preparations. Dozens of large excavators were starting construction at the same time, cleaning up the ruins of Tongqian'ao.

"How long does it take to clean up all of this place?" Hong Changkun asked.

"I asked the construction team that it was full of stones, and it would take at least four or five days to clean them up. The main reason is that the roads here are narrow, and although there are many excavators, they cannot be used. These stones cannot be transported out at once." Ouyang Bo also had a headache when he looked at the gravel all over the mountain.

"Don't worry about so much. First, clear out the passage into the ancient tomb. As for these stones, we will slowly clean up later." Hong Changkun said.

"Okay. By the way, the local authorities asked us to compensate. In the previous few blasts, many houses collapsed." Ouyang Bo said.

"Money is not a problem. If you should pay, you will pay. But the progress here must be fast. I can't wait." Hong Changkun said.

Hong Changkun knew the location of the entrance of the passage. Dozens of excavators specially cleaned the passage, and the speed was quite fast. In one day, the passage was cleaned out. However, the passage was also seriously collapsed. Even if it was cleaned up, it was still dangerous to collapse at any time when it entered.

This time, Hong Changkun was about to go down in person and asked Ouyang Bo to organize a second batch of men to enter the ancient tomb.

"Master, why don't you go down this time and let them go down to see what's going on before going down. The passage is not safe now and may collapse at any time." Ouyang Bo said with some concern.

"What are you worried about? Can we practitioners still be crushed to death? There are mechanisms inside, and it is useless for them to go down." Hong Changkun said.

"Master, what's the reason here that is worth fighting so much? That inheritance won't make you excited, right?" Ouyang Bo said.

"That bullshit inheritance is of course nothing to our Tianxia Taoist Sect, but there is a huge secret here, which is crucial to our Tianxia Taoist Sect. As for what it is, it is not time for you to know." Hong Changkun said.

"I know. I shouldn't know, I would rather not know." Ouyang Bo said hurriedly.

"It's soon, the answer will be revealed soon." Hong Changkun was also very excited. He was usually very cold, but today he said a lot.

After Ouyang Bo and his men cleared the entrance, Hong Changkun walked into the passage leading to the tomb.

"Master, everything inside has been cleaned up and no mechanism has been encountered. It should have been destroyed by explosions." Ouyang Bo said.

"How is the situation of the sects outside?" Hong Changkun asked.

"The people from the Changle Cult never appeared again after they left, but we cannot be sure whether they left Manglin City. There was no movement in the other sects. I guess they knew that we were here and did not dare to act rashly." Ouyang Bo said.

"They'd better know more, otherwise they will feel better!" Hong Changkun said ruthlessly.
Chapter completed!