chapter 1 Deep in the Qinling Mountains

Chang'an, Qinling.

It was getting late, and Henri Jones was driving an off-road vehicle on the winding mountain road. An old song that was not suitable for his age was playing on the speaker.

The destination of Henri Jones's trip is located high in the mountains of Qinling Mountains, where the ancestral tombs and ancestral halls of the Jones Family family are located.

It is not open to the public, and there are experts guarding it all year round. No strangers can even enter the outside.

Henri Jones parked the car and walked slowly towards the mountain gate.

At the foot of the mountain, a majestic archway stands proudly, with the four characters "the Jones Family" written on it. These characters are powerful and unforgettable.

Under the archway, an old man in sixties with gray hair and wrinkled face walked toward Henri Jones with a hunched body.

"Who dares to break into the Jones Family?"

The old man's eyes were as bright as a torch, as if he had the penetrating power to see through everything, making it difficult to look directly at him.

Facing the old man, Henri Jones face was as dark as water and he didn't answer.

The next second, he suddenly rushed towards the old man, jumped up high when he was three steps away from the old man, and hit the old man's face with a smashing elbow strike.

The old man's expression was extremely calm, and he seemed to be no ordinary person.

He turned slightly to the side and easily dodged Henri Jones heavy elbow. At the same time, he made a lightning-fast move, grabbed Henri Jones shoulders with all his strength, moved with swaying steps, and pushed Henri Jones out with a heavy weight.

It seemed like just a gentle push, but it made Henri Jones stand awkwardly several meters away.

Henri Jones smiled instead of being angry and stepped forward again.

The old man suddenly stroked his gray beard and said, "Henri Jones, if we continue to make trouble like this, my old arms and legs will fall apart."

But Henri Jones did not stop because of this, and still rushed towards the old man quickly.

He didn't stop until he rushed to the old man and hugged him.

"Mr. Aramis, how did you know it was me?"Henri Jones said with a smile.

"Little bastard, the old patriarch called me a long time ago. If I hadn't told you in advance, do you think you would have been able to walk to the mountain gate smoothly? We tomb guardians are not for nothing." The old man, whom Henri Jones called Mr. Aramis, blew hard. He blew his beard and said angrily.

Mr. Aramis, the Su family respectfully calls him Mr. Aramis, is the person in charge of the Jones Family family ancestral hall, and all the mausoleum keepers here are also managed by him.

Henri Jones quickly rubbed Mr. Aramis shoulders and back, and flattered Mr. Aramis, your body is still so strong."

"Half of it is buried in the earth, and it's getting worse every year."Mr. Aramis shook his head and sighed bitterly, then looked at the top of the mountain and said, "Talking as we walk."

"Henri Jones, you are the eldest son and grandson of the Jones Family. Now that you are here, you should offer incense to your ancestors."

Henri Jones said nothing, just nodded silently.

Ten years ago, Henri Jones's parents passed away, and his grandfather took his brothers and sisters to move overseas. Since then, they have never been to the ancestral hall or worshiped their ancestors. Some people the Jones Family have strong opinions on this.

Henri Jones supported Mr. Aramis and climbed the steps slowly, chatting every sentence.

"How is your grandpa's health? Although your business has grown bigger and bigger overseas in recent years, I always feel that your grandpa is getting more and more lonely."

When Henri Jones mentioned his grandfather, he felt a little guilty. In fact, he had not spent much time with his grandfather in the past few years. His sister was studying abroad, and the old man had no one to rely on in a foreign country. Every time he came home, he felt that his grandfather was older than before. More lonely.

"Grandpa is in good health, but his leg was injured a while ago."Henri Jones face was as dark as water, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Mr. Aramis seemed to notice something, frowned and asked: "Is it an accident, or is it?"

Henri Jones paused and said casually, "I accidentally fell down" without telling the truth.

Mr. Aramis knew that Henri Jones was not telling the truth, but he didn't ask any further questions.

"How long will you stay here this time?"Mr. Aramis smiled and patted Henri Jones on the shoulder.

"I won't leave when I come back. I'm going to go to college in Chang'an. No matter how good a foreign country is, it's not as good as my home. This is my hometown."Henri Jones looked at the mountains of Qinling Mountains and opened his arms, as if embracing the whole world.

Mr. Aramis was stunned for a moment, his expression seemed a little worried, but he still said: "You are also nineteen, and you have reached university age. There is no comfortable home abroad. It's good to go home."

"It's good to be home."

The two of them walked and chatted, and unknowingly reached the top of the mountain. There was also an archway with the four characters "turn the tide" written on it.

Looking at the archway, Henri Jones fell into deep thought.

Because this archway was built by his grandfather.

Twenty years ago, the Jones Family was plagued by internal and external troubles. After taking over, Grandpa took control of the situation and turned the tide. It didn't take long for the Jones Family to regain its glory and glory. Because of this, Grandpa made many enemies. , there have been many assassinations in recent years.

The death of Henri Jones's parents ten years ago is also related to this.

He came back to his senses and looked at the ancestral hall not far away, silent for a long time.

"Forget it, I won't say goodbye anymore. We'll talk about it later when grandpa comes back."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Mr. Aramis shaking his head with a helpless smile.

Not long after Henri Jones left, two burly middle-aged men appeared next to Mr. Aramis. Mr. Aramis looked gloomy and ordered: "No one is allowed to leak the secrets of what happened today. Violators will be punished according to the family law."

The two middle-aged men nodded silently and then left, but their hearts were no longer calm.

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It was getting late and the mountain road was not easy to walk. Henri Jones drove back to the city after leaving the ancestral hall.

At nineteen years old, he has a maturity that belies his age, with messy hair, dark skin, and a slight trace of vicissitudes in his eyes.

Ac/dc classics were played loudly on the speakers, and the restless rhythm constantly released the restless emotions in Henri Jones's body.

"I'm on the high way to hell.

high way to hell.

I'm on the high way to hell.

don’t…”

Just when Henri Jones mood was at its highest, a woman suddenly appeared in the middle of the road dozens of meters away, dressed in white and waving at him to stop the car!

This frightened Henri Jones so much that he immediately stepped on the brakes and stood on his head with all the hair on his body!

In the wilderness, a woman in white stopped a car, fearing that she might have hit something evil!

He took a few deep breaths, restarted the car, and drove forward slowly.

Under the illumination of the high-beam headlights, the woman showed a curvy and graceful figure.

White dress, black sunglasses, delicate makeup, long hair shawl.

Parked next to her was a red sports car with double flashing lights.

Henri Jones knew that if something went wrong, there must be a monster, and there might be murderous intent in it. For safety reasons, his car did not slow down. He stepped on the accelerator lightly, and Henri Jones was ready to speed up and rush over.

The woman seemed very determined to stop the car. She covered her eyes with her hands and stood in the middle of the road like a stone statue.

"Twenty, nineteen..."Henri Jones measured the distance.

"four three……"

The woman held her head and squatted down, but still did not give way. Henri Jones had no choice but to hit the brakes and muttered to himself: "Okay, you win, let me see who you are!"