Chapter 97-Killing and Burying Bones

"Hmm? No one?"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Ancestor Song keenly sensed that something was wrong. It was too quiet.

Even if it was late at night, a place that stored important resources shouldn't be so quiet.

Instinctively, Ancestor Song wanted to leave, but just as he took a step back, he stepped back again." I'm really getting more and more timid as I live. What threat can a mere ninth-rank aristocratic family pose?"

Then, Old Ancestor Song's gaze turned and gathered not far ahead."This is..."

Immediately, Old Ancestor Song took two quick steps and came to the side of the spiritual field that was piled up with brown soil. Then, he slowly squatted down, broke off a piece, and put it under his nose to sniff.

"It really is brown soil." Ancestor Song's eyes lit up. It seemed that he had found the right place. It was just that the amount of brown soil was a little too little.