Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 138 - The True Power of the Fu Family

Chapter 138: Chapter 138: The True Power of the Fu Family

Chapter 138: Chapter 138: The True Power of the Fu Family

Duan Jianchuan squatted down, examining those things, and said gravely, “It seems like these are all animal viscera, and there are also some poisonous snakes and scorpions.”

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“They’re all, all things of yin nature…” Xia Xin shuddered as he spoke.

Fu Shiyan’s complexion darkened slightly. “Abbot, what is this ash?”

“Bone ash,” Jiangli uttered calmly.

Aside from Fu Shiyan, the pupils of the remaining three people shook violently.

Xia Xin and Wen Zishu almost jumped up.

“Bone, bone ash?!”

“Is it, is it what I think it is? It can’t be human, can it? It’s, it’s animal, right?”

Jiangli bluntly doused Xia Xin with cold water, “Sorry, but it is indeed human bone ash.”

Xia Xin’s legs went weak, and he nearly paid his respects right there and then.

Duan Jianchuan’s eyelids twitched fiercely. “How could it be human bone ash?! Could it be that someone committed murder and scattered the bone ash here?”

“No.” Jiangli shook her head slightly and looked at Fu Shiyan. “If I’m not mistaken, I should know where the other corresponding Gathering Yin Array is.”

Fu Shiyan suddenly realized something and narrowed his eyes slightly.

“Where?” Duan Jianchuan pressed.

Jiangli gazed at Fu Shiyan. “The bone ash here should belong to someone from the Fu family who passed away previously, not ruling out your parents or grandparents. Direct blood relatives like these, the other corresponding formation, should be within the Fu family’s ancestral grave.”

“Ancestral grave?” Duan Jianchuan quickly turned to look at Fu Shiyan.

Fu Shiyan furrowed his brows slightly. “But, there shouldn’t be anyone able to disturb our Fu family’s ancestral grave.”

Wen Zishu suppressed the urge to vomit and said hoarsely, “It’s… it’s the Fu family’s ancestral grave, where someone guards it. It’s impossible for anyone to freely come and go, let alone tamper with anything inside the grave.”

Jiangli said in a muted voice, “But I feel, I won’t be wrong, why not go and take a look?”

She also wanted to see why Fu Shiyan and the others were so certain.

Xia Xin was also filled with doubt in his heart.

Which family’s ancestral grave in this world is guarded, preventing others from approaching?

Generally speaking, nowadays most are public cemeteries, and one can freely come and go with simple registration.

Even if the requirements are stricter, there isn’t usually a dedicated person to guard, right?

After all, it’s not like the old days when large households could enclose a piece of land for their ancestral grave and hire someone to watch over it.

The times are different now; that practice has long been abolished.

But…

An hour and a half later.

Xia Xin followed Jiangli and stood outside the Fu family’s ancestral grave, staring at the high mountaintop above; his mouth gaping wide enough to fit a whole egg.

He grabbed the panting Wen Zishu beside him and asked in astonishment, “Mr. Xiaowen, this… this is the Fu family’s ancestral grave?”

Although Wen Zishu was a playboy, when it came to physical fitness, he truly couldn’t keep up. Slightly ascending a few hundred stairs, he was almost unable to climb any further.

Hearing Xia Xin’s words, Wen Zishu lifted his hand, fanning himself while saying intermittently, “Yes, yes, this is brother Shiyan’s family… family’s ancestral grave. Just like I told you, no one can tamper with this place…”

Xia Xin lifted his chin, closing his mouth.

After swallowing hard, he couldn’t help asking, “Isn’t the Fu family’s ancestral grave a bit too imposing? Is the entire mountain theirs?”

“Just this mountaintop.” Wen Zishu gestured an area with his hand and glanced at Jiangli and Fu Shiyan ahead, whispering, “Brother Shiyan’s family is different from others. His ancestors were generals, extremely wealthy. His grandfather’s generation also participated in wars. Although the ancestors are no longer here, leaving only brother Shiyan and a few uncles, their wealth and influence are not to be underestimated. In F city, they hold considerable prestige, whether in political, military, or business circles, brother Shiyan has a say.”