Sword ancestor is above

After a stick of incense.

In the mud tile courtyard hall.

"Xuan'er, even if it takes another ten days, we may not be able to scrape together that much money."

Lu Kaiyuan looked at the contract full of fingerprints in his hand with a worried look on his face.

"Father, who owes our family the most money at present?"

Lu Xuan asked back.

"The one with the most debts is Fushoutang. Among all our arrears, Fushoutang accounts for at least [-]%."

Lu Kaiyuan sighed.

"Wait, what are you asking this for?"

He suddenly looked at Lu Xuan with some vigilance.

"Of course I went to them to collect debts."

Lu Xuan smiled at Lu Kaiyuan.

"Why is the arrears of Fushoutang so important?"

Lu Kaiyuan shook his head with a wry smile when he heard the words, and then explained to Lu Xuan:

"Behind Fushoutang is the Bai family. Before we were driven out of the Lu family, they were confident and only paid back a small amount every year. Now that we have been driven out of the Lu family, they probably wouldn't even look at us."

"Daddy, give me the IOU, and I can make them pay back the money obediently."

Lu Xuan smiled and extended his hand to Lu Kaiyuan.

He in this life is different from his previous life. For example, he in this life happened to know some news that the owner of Fu Shou Tang wanted to know.

"Forget it, come with me."

Lu Kaiyuan nodded helplessly, and then led Lu Xuan to the room to get the IOU.

"By the way, Dad, did Shopkeeper Bai lose a daughter six years ago?"

Lu Xuan asked as he walked.

"Well, there was a lot of commotion at that time. The Bai family still thinks that the youngest daughter was killed by the youngest son of the Ouyang family, so the two families are in dire straits."

Lu Kaiyuan nodded, then asked with a joking smile:

"Why are you asking this? Could it be that you know the whereabouts of his youngest daughter?"

Hearing this, Lu Xuan chuckled and didn't speak, but he answered in his heart:

"Don't tell me, I really know."

……

Noon the next day.

In the western suburbs of Tianhe City, in an abandoned temple.

This was originally a river temple, which enshrined the Bailu Empress of the nearby Bailu Lake. There was a period of time when the temple was full of incense, but since the Bailu River suddenly dried up six years ago and turned into a stagnant water, the incense in this temple has come naturally. This has plummeted, and it has become a barren mountain in just a few years.

"Hu, hu, hu..."

"Master, do you want to take a break? Your body is just in good condition, don't, don't hurt yourself."

"No, no need, it will be fine soon, it will be fine soon."

In the ruined temple, a pair of young men and women were talking breathlessly.

One of them was carrying the soil in a basket, and the other was digging in the yard with a hoe and a shovel.

Who else could these two be, Lu Xuan and the maid Ping'er?

"Master, what are we digging for? Baby?"

Ping'er wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, then asked Lu Xuan curiously.

"That's it."

Lu Xuan nodded.

It is not wrong to say that it is a treasure, because the things under the ground are the key to getting back the debt he owed to the owner of Fushoutang.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Lu Xuan's hoe hit a hard object, causing his hands to go numb.

But there was a look of joy on his face.

"Sure enough, it's the same as in memory."

He murmured in a low voice.

"What's the matter with you, young master?"

Seeing Lu Xuan's inexplicable smile, Ping'er on the side was taken aback.

"I'm fine, Ping'er, go to the gate of the temple and let me out, and remind me when someone comes."

Lu Xuan said to Ping'er with a smile.

"Oh well."

Ping'er nodded obediently and then jumped to the gate of the temple.

As soon as Ping'er left, Lu Xuan picked up the shovel at the side, and shoveled away all the soil next to the hard object, and a round slate manhole cover was exposed from the stone.

Lu Xuan didn't show too much surprise at the appearance of this manhole cover, he put down the shovel in his hand, picked up a shovel instead, and lifted the manhole cover little by little.

"Hoo!~"

The moment the manhole cover was pried up, a faint gust of cold wind gushed out from the well, instantly dropping the temperature in the small courtyard by several degrees.

Lu Xuan was not frightened by the yin energy, and looked straight to the bottom of the well.

This is a dry well, the well is very spacious, waterless and very dry, with the sunlight shining into the well from above, one can see the corpse at the bottom of the well at a glance.

Perhaps because of the dryness of the well and the absence of air, the woman's body did not rot but became a mummy, with her former appearance still visible.

"Little girl from the Bai family, I'll take you to meet your family right now."

Lu Xuan looked at the corpse and sighed.

According to the memory in his mind, the corpse in this dry well was the young daughter of shopkeeper Bai of Fushoutang who lost six years ago.

If Lu Xuan hadn't been there, this dry well and the corpses in it would not have been discovered until at least 30 years later. It was a national sensation at that time.

Just the discovery of this corpse naturally wouldn't cause such a big commotion. What really caused the commotion was the cause of the little girl's death and the subsequent family vendetta caused by it.

After waiting for the turbid air in the well to dissipate, Lu Xuan jumped into the bottom of the well lightly, then reached out and picked up a wooden board on the ground in front of the corpse.

I saw that the body was covered with bloody handwriting densely, judging from the handwriting of varying thickness, it was obvious that it was scratched out with fingernails.

Lu Xuan took a closer look, and then found that the first line of the handwriting wrote down the cause of death of the little girl from the Bai family:

"A certain person is Bai Yurou, the daughter of Bai Muchun, and the person who harmed her was Lu Baichuan from Tianhe Lu family. A certain person was in love with Mr. Xun Shan, but Lu Baichuan had been entangled with her for a long time, but she was trapped in the bottom of the well because of love and hatred." , and claimed to harm Xun Shanjun..."

Just seeing this, Lu Xuan withdrew his gaze.

The cause of the girl's death was the same as in his memory, and it was Lu Baichuan, the eldest grandson of the ancestor of the Lu family, who killed her.

Back then, Lu Baichuan fell in love with Bai Yurou bitterly for a long time. He didn't want Bai Yurou to be in love with Mr. Xun Shan of the Ouyang family, and the Ouyang family also planned to marry the Bai family at that time, so they directly made a marriage contract for the two.

For this reason, because of love and hatred, Lu Baichuan designed to imprison Bai Yurou in this dry well, and then viciously blamed Ouyang Xunshan, causing the Bai family and Ouyang family to turn against each other. Because of this, Ouyang Xunshan, who is a leader of the descendants of the aristocratic family, was so depressed that he was accompanied by wine all day long, and now he is a useless person.

"Sister Yurou, wait a little longer, I will notify your family to pick you up soon."

Lu Xuan squatted in front of the corpse and whispered something, then took a dusty hairpin from her head, then climbed out of the dry well, and put the well cover back on.

He wants to give this hairpin to the treasurer Bai of Fu Shou Tang.

There is no doubt that there will be a big earthquake in Tianhe County, especially the Bai family and Lu family.

……

This afternoon.

Tee Mall, Xinghua Street, at the entrance of Fushoutang.

"You, an outcast from the Lu family, dare to run wild in our Fushou Hall?"

"Go, go, go!~"

Lu Xuan, who came to Fushou Hall, just explained his purpose, and was thrown out by two shop assistants, looking very embarrassed.

Of course, this is only in the eyes of outsiders, Lu Xuan himself doesn't care.

"Okay, I'll go."

He smiled, then took out the jade hairpin from his bosom and said to the guy, "Give this hairpin to your shopkeeper, and if he can remember anything, let him bring the silver taels he owes." Look for me in Green Bamboo Lane."

"Let my master find you, what are you?"

Although a clerk took the jade hairpin from Jiang Ye's hand, he still glared at Lu Xuan and cursed. He didn't believe that with this jade hairpin, his master would really go to Luzhu Lane to find this little trash from the Lu family.

"Oh, by the way, you guys have to come together when the time comes, but if you can't walk, you can only roll, otherwise I won't open the door."

Lu Xuanchong grinned at those fellows.

"Go away!"

"Jijiwaiwai again, be careful, grandpa, I will punch your mouth to pieces."

"Trash is trash, it's just a matter of lip service!"

Several shop assistants cursed angrily in the street.

Lu Xuan turned around and left, with a smile on his face and brisk steps, as if these people were not scolding him.

"Noisy, what's going on?"

Not long after Lu Xuan left, an old shopkeeper walked out and gave these guys a dissatisfied look.

"Reporting to the old shopkeeper, it was Lu Kaiyuan's trash who came to ask for the debt, and he couldn't drive him away no matter what, and asked us to hand over this jade hairpin to the master."

The guy holding the jade hairpin respectfully handed the jade hairpin to the old shopkeeper.

"It's him, let me see what tricks he's playing again."

When the old shopkeeper heard that it was Lu Xuan, a look of contempt appeared on his face, and then he took the jade hairpin.

But the moment he picked up the jade hairpin, his eyes suddenly changed from contempt to horror, and he said in a trembling voice:

"How is it possible? This jade hairpin, this jade hairpin is Miss Yurou's personal possession!"

After hesitating for a moment, he beckoned to a fellow beside him and said:

"Hurry up and invite the master!"