The Plane Trading System of the Doomsday Master

Chapter 134

After Fu Yuxin and Fu Tao received a call, they immediately put down what they were doing and went there urgently.

"Sister, what is dad going to do this time? Mom, have you contacted me?" Fu Tao asked Fu Yuxin next to him while pressing the accelerator to the bottom, with anxiety on his handsome face.

Fu Dongdu has been missing for many days, but he didn't expect to come back alive. Sure enough, his damn plan failed again.

She didn't know how she failed, and her mother never mentioned to them who the person behind her was. Now that she was not at home, the two siblings were like headless chickens, with no place to think of a solution.

The patriarch suddenly called for a family meeting, and his words were so fierce that he had a very bad feeling.

Fu Yuxin did not answer her brother's question, and she was also very anxious. The identity of her and her brother had always been unclear in the clan. Even though they usually came in and out as the young master's family, they actually knew it in their hearts. , the tribe doesn't recognize them at all. If their uncle didn't need their blood identity and their biological father didn't care, they wouldn't even be able to enter Fujia Village.

Although the clan uncle informed them of this meeting, nothing felt right in his words.

Their biological father, who had not returned to the clan for many years, came back. When he came back, he wanted to check the accounts, and he sternly ordered the nearby clansmen to return to the clan. It was at this time that their mother, who was the most troublesome, disappeared and could not be found.

Considering every situation, it seems the odds are stacked against them.

What the two siblings didn't know was that something even worse was behind them.

The area of ​​Fujia Village existed before the founding of the People's Republic of China. It has undergone hundreds of years of changes and has been passed down from generation to generation. Before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, due to the special contribution of the Fu family, the original area of ​​Fujia Village and more than a dozen surrounding mountains were specially designated by the above. After approval, the forest land and hills were divided into collective land and collectively owned, which are the real ancestral lands that have passed the Ming Road.

In order to escape the world and protect the clan for generations, the ancestors of the Fu family deliberately chose a small mountain stream as the entrance and built a stone archway with a lookout tower and arrow stacks. There are guards on the observatory taking turns every day to protect the Fu family's peace for generations.

The car stopped in front of the Shilou sign, but found that the Shimen was not as usual as before. I opened it and looked at the time: 12:55. The time has not yet come and the village has not been closed yet.

Fu Tao honked the horn, but the guards at the observation tower just looked in their direction indifferently and did not move.

"Eh? Sister, the person guarding the stone tower has changed today." For some reason, Fu Tao suddenly felt his heartbeat became a little irregular.

"I don't know, go down and take a look." Fu Yuxin looked at the sky filled with dark clouds with a gloomy face, and his bad premonition became even worse.

"Why didn't you go take a look?" Fu Tao was displeased.

"Either you go down and watch, or all your pocket money will be confiscated." In order to control Fu Tao, who spends money like water, Fu Yuxin controls all the pocket money and gives some every day.

Therefore, even though he was feeling aggrieved, Fu Tao got out of the car reluctantly.

At the moment when Fu Tao pushed the door open and got out of the car, another car came quickly. When he arrived at the door, the stone door opened right before his eyes.

Siblings:...

"Get in the car, let's follow." Fu Yuxin's sharp voice pierced her eardrums.

Fu Tao returned to the car, started it, and followed the car in front. He arrived at the door opening and the door was closed.

Siblings:...

"I'll wipe it! You won't let us in. What do you mean?" Fu Tao slapped the steering wheel hard and honked the horn.

However, Shimen remained motionless.

"You're not allowed in." Fu Yuxin's ghostly voice sounded in the cab.

"What do you mean?" Fu Tao turned around and saw Fu Yuxin's face was pale.

What's the meaning? Fu Quan no longer allowed them to come in and out at will, and the Fu family no longer recognized their intention.

From the beginning to the end, although the clan uncle has been helping them and giving them money and business shares, it has never been on paper. Their names have not been included in the genealogy at all. They have no roots and have never been recognized!

"You mean, Dad doesn't want us anymore? We're no longer part of the Fu family?" Fu Tao finally came to his senses and couldn't believe it.

Fu Yuxin didn't speak, just leaned against the window and cried silently.

"No, I don't believe it, I don't want to believe it..." Fu Tao got out of the car and rushed to the stone gate, shouting loudly, calling his father, clan leader, and clan uncle, but the stone gate did not move at all, and no one came to look.

Until exhaustion, until the voice becomes hoarse.

Fu Tao sat down on the edge of the door, crying like a child of several years old.

Indifference can sometimes fight against everything.

They expected other vehicles to come back and took the opportunity to rush in. However, unfortunately, the one that entered just now was the last one.

ancestral home.

"Chief, those two are here." The clerk came over to report.

"No one is allowed in or out except for members of my Fu clan."

These words were not lowered. On the contrary, almost everyone in the clan and clan elders heard them.

After the shock, there were expressions of different thoughts.

Some people were shrinking their necks in invisible places, some were retracting their hands into their sleeves, and some were trembling all over.

Butler Jin took a step back after hearing this, then turned around and entered the secret space behind the ancestral house. When he came out again, he was holding a piece of yellow rice paper in his hand. The black color on the back of the paper was very clear. Obviously, there were words on it.

"Now, let's nod as usual." Fu has his own method and secret for determining the location of his clan members. Only the clan leaders of past generations know how to use it. Therefore, before every major meeting, a convening order will be issued. If you are lucky, there will be no way back. Once you are expelled, all the family dividends will be withdrawn.

Therefore, in order to prevent themselves from living on the streets, no one in the Fu Bo clan dared to challenge the family authority. They had to crawl back even if they were disabled or not dead.

As the names were announced one by one, people kept standing up, and Butler Jin would confirm them one by one. He would not let people sit down until they were confirmed.

Even if you are old, you still have to stand. This is the strict clan rule!

After the roll call, confirm that no one intentionally refused to reply.

"Read it." Fu Quan gave the next instruction without raising his head.

"Yes." The butler bowed slightly and turned towards the square.

He actually read the clan rules silently without missing a word.

Every time a sentence is read out, the people below will tremble in their hearts. Those with ulterior motives will bow their heads even more, wishing they could hide themselves underground.

From the family rules to the business rules of birth, to the rules of conduct in life, there are clear regulations.

Every word is clear and concise.

Twenty years ago, everyone would still be very calm when reading the clan rules, because no one would dare to break them at that time.

But now, everyone is trembling, because there is basically no such thing as a crime.

"Inform the secret guards and come forward."

"Yes!"

There was a crash... The silence in the field instantly turned into the chatter of crickets.

"Grandpa, what is the patriarch doing?"

"Don't panic, just wait and see."

The old man with white hair and beard held the faucet and looked deeply at Fu Quan, who was silently reading a text in his ancestral home.