I'm reborn, so it's not too much to kill the one who traveled through the book, right?

A few people climbed halfway up the mountain. Shen Rong looked around and her eyes were fixed on a certain location.

Shen Rong had a very clear memory of the place where the ancient tomb was located. She didn't need to look for it much and confirmed the location with just one glance.

But when Shen Rong first saw that place, she was a little bit unbelievable.

I saw that the half of the stone tablet that Changsheng had placed there before had already sunk, leaving a hole in the dense grass and trees.

The pit looked like it had only been there for a short time.

Apparently, the tomb collapsed for some unknown reason.

Shen Rong remembered that in her previous life, this tomb had not collapsed when she was still alive. Why did it collapse so quickly in this life?

The only difference between the two lives was that she asked Changsheng to move a stone tablet and press it down. Could it be that the tomb collapsed because the stone tablet was too heavy?

The more Shen Rong thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

"Uncle Cheng, take a look at that piece, does it look like it?" Shen Rong pointed at the sunken area, "I think I can see the stone tablet."

Shen Yicheng followed Shen Rong's gaze and felt that they looked more and more alike.

Uncle Eight pointed to the place Shen Rong pointed and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it's here. Nephew Yicheng, let's go and take a look."

Shen Yicheng originally believed it 70% to 80%, but after listening to his uncle, he only believed it 30% to 40%. The remaining 30% to 40% was given for Shen Rong's sake.

Uncle Eighth didn't give Shen Yicheng any more words and pulled him away, "What are you still hesitating about? Hurry up! Didn't you see that the grass just collapsed? It's fine, there's nothing inside, how could it collapse?"

Shen Yicheng was pulled over there by his eighth uncle, and the others had no choice but to follow.

At the foot of the mountain, Patriarch Shen was helped down the mountain by the young man who came to deliver the message.

Before the head of the Shen clan reached the intersection at the foot of the mountain, he saw from afar many villagers being pulled outside the intersection by the young men of the Shen clan, clamoring to go into the mountain.

"What are you doing? Why are you all blocking here?" Patriarch Shen walked over quickly and shouted loudly.

"Hey, Chief Shen, you finally showed up. Your Shen family is so powerful that you can close the mountain just like that."

"That's right. For so many years, our ancestors have been going in and out of the mountains in Cuoxi and have never been stopped from entering!"

"Patriarch Shen, your Shen clan is too overbearing! We are all from the same village, and we are all from the same village. This is too much!"

"That's right, Patriarch Shen, are you and your clan going to do something shameful? That's why you've blocked all the entrances to the mountain."

As soon as Chief Shen showed up, the villagers outside the intersection began to accuse him.

Patriarch Shen's face suddenly tightened and his expression darkened several shades.

"This is our Shen family's business, and has nothing to do with you."

As soon as Chief Shen finished speaking, Zou shouted in the crowd: "Chief Shen, even if West Mountain belongs to the Shen family, the gold beans in the river do not belong to your Shen family. You stopped us outside because you are afraid that we will snatch the gold from your Shen family!"

As soon as Zou finished shouting, the crowd exploded.

"What? There are golden beans in the ravine?"

"Oh my God! Gold! What does gold look like?"

"Is there really gold?"

"It can't be fake, right?"

"Anyway, I've never seen gold in my life."

The Shen family members guarding the intersection were also extremely excited.

Of course, they were more excited. It was the tribe leader who had foresight. Now that the people of the tribe were guarding the intersection, couldn't they pick the golden beans there?

The children, wives, and mothers-in-law of the Shen family who were originally gathered outside the crowd were also extremely excited. They were all rubbing their hands, waiting for the order from the clan leader to rush in and pick up the golden beans.

Seeing that everyone was just talking and not rushing in, Zou gritted her teeth, took out a golden bean from her bosom, held it in her hand, and raised her hand so that everyone could see clearly.

"Did you see that? This is what I just picked up. There is really gold in the ravine!"

The golden bean in her hand sparkled brightly in the sun, stimulating everyone's eyes to red.

"Oh my god! It's really gold! I took a look from afar at Landlord Li's place before, and this is what gold looks like!"

"There really is gold in that ravine!"

"Everyone rush in! Let's go pick up the gold!"

The villagers shouted and rushed in.

"Nephew Shen Wu, quickly take people to stop these people."

When Zou was speaking, Patriarch Shen anticipated Zou's intention. Fortunately, all the young and middle-aged men in the village were called over, including Shen Rong's father and Shen Dongting.

As soon as a few villagers rushed to the intersection, they were stopped by a man holding a stick.

These villagers, who were dazzled by the gold, had just come to watch the fun. They had no intention of coming into conflict with the Shen family, and they did not have any sticks in their hands. But when they saw the Shen family members holding sticks, their minds immediately became clearer.

Chief Shen glanced at Zou and said, "Fellow villagers, it's not that our Shen family is overbearing and unreasonable. The mountain to the west of the village was bought by our ancestors in the early days of the establishment of the new dynasty. These are recorded in the government.

Let alone golden beans, even if it is a mountain of gold and silver, it belongs to my Shen family and has nothing to do with you."

Patriarch Shen turned his gaze and landed his sharp eyes on Zou. "Zou, I originally thought that we lived in the same village and were all from the same hometown, so I didn't ask you to take out the golden beans you picked up. I didn't expect that you were still not satisfied and instigated others to grab them. It seems that my kindness was in vain. You should just take the things back."

When Shen Congguang heard the clan leader calling him, he walked up to Zou and stretched out his hand, "Give it to me!"

Zou put her hands behind her back and said, "You said it belongs to your Shen family?

I only know that this mountain belongs to Taohua Village and everyone else, so why shouldn’t we pick up the fruits?”

Zou's words really expressed the villagers' thoughts.

"That's right! We have never heard that this mountain belongs to the Shen family. Could it be a lie?"

"It must be like this, we have all been deceived!"

"Whether it's a mountain or not is another matter. That's gold! If I can pick up a few golden beans, I can build a new house for my family!"

Everyone was talking at once, and the more they talked, the more excited they became, and they couldn't wait to rush in and pick up the golden beans.

Seeing that Zou still dared to fan the flames, Shen Congguang pulled Zou's hand out and took the golden beans from her.

Seeing this, the villagers became even more excited.

Seeing that these people were dazzled by the golden beans, Chief Shen shouted loudly: "Don't push! Even if you squeeze in, that thing can't be yours!

The people buried on that mountain are our Shen family ancestors. Even if you file a complaint with the government, our Shen family will be in the right."

The young man of the Shen family immediately agreed, "That's right, if you dare to go in and steal things, I will report you to the government. Not only will you be beaten with a stick, but you must also return the things."

"You dare to steal our ancestors' things. Aren't you afraid that they will come looking for you at night?"

"That's our ancestors' property. You outsiders want to steal it. Is that fair?"

The Shen family members guarding the intersection were talking to each other, leaving the villagers outside the intersection speechless.