Chapter 80 The eighth-grade rampant old man
At the Dharma altar, Madame Chong Huang Guishan asked.
One is to ask him to lend his physical body and the other party can possess him and travel. The other is to ask Huang Guishan to contribute the Three Treasures of Spirit, Qi, and Spirit to support the other party to travel only in his spiritual body and cast spells to catch thieves.
In these two situations, the former requires Huang Guishan to replace Yu Que and go to Fu's ancestral hall in person to take risks, while the latter requires a lot of energy. If he is not careful, Huang Guishan may lose his source and leave the root of the disease. .
Yu Que's expression changed at this moment, because he did not expect that he owed a favor, asked the first lady to take action, and still had to pay such a price, and Huang Guishan was actually willing to pay such a price without consulting him.
Huang Guishan on the altar.
After hearing the question, there was no change in his face. He must have expected it. He didn't hesitate at all. He immediately bowed his head and expressed his choice.
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At the same time, far away in Fu's ancestral hall.
The doors and windows here are closed, and it's cold and gloomy.
There are white cloths fluttering in the hall, soul flags in succession, and streams of yin energy that are constantly circulating in the ancestral hall.
The clan leader Fu Jin was sitting alone on his knees in the ancestral hall. He had already dismissed his troops and ordered all the rest of the clan to go back to rest before midnight, especially his two sons.
At present, there are only two coffins of his wife and son in the ancestral hall, which are still with him.
At this moment, in the brazier in front of Fu Jin, there were already three paper-cut figures attached to the brazier. They were constantly being scorched by the brazier, and the paper surfaces were all scorched yellow.
What were written on the faces and bodies of these three little figures were the names, birthdates, and birthdates of Yu Que's aunt and the two sisters Fu Yun and Fu Yuan.
Suddenly, an old, hoarse, and impatient voice sounded:
"The time has passed, so why hasn't the Yu family come yet? Not yet!?"
The speaker is none other than Mr. Fu who is hiding in Fu's ancestral hall.
When the patriarch Fu Jin heard this, his face was expressionless and he lowered his head and said:
"Back to dad, this son is cunning. Maybe he won't shed tears until he sees the coffin. He will only leave after seeing his relatives suffer. Maybe... this son is on his way here now?"
A sneer rang out, and a ghostly face appeared in the center of the ancestral hall. Its face was twisted and it looked impatiently at the main entrance of the ancestral hall:
"Don't worry, my son. Once this son arrives, my father has a clever plan. He can torture this son and make him respect you and fear you from now on. Jie Jie, even if he goes to the county school, he will be like an old dog. It is firmly in the hands of our clan.”
When Fu Jin heard Mr. Fu's words, his stagnant eyes finally showed a trace of ripples.
But until now, although Fu Jin had many conjectures and extravagant hopes about his father's plot, he was still unable to determine what his father intended.
"I just hope, Yu Jiazi... that you won't really get carried away and come here alone and put yourself in danger."
Fu Jin said silently in his heart, and he closed his eyes gently.
Just then.
A creaking sound suddenly appeared at the door of the ancestral hall.
The door that was originally closed was pushed open by someone from the outside. It seemed that a pair of eyes appeared from the crack in the door, looking straight inside.
This movement made Fu Jin suddenly raise his head. He first looked in front of him. His father, who had made a grimace just now, had already swooped into hiding. Then he looked behind him hesitantly, wondering if he had heard correctly.
What met him was a pair of black and white eyes.
The creaking sound became louder, and a figure stood outside the threshold of the ancestral hall. He reached out and pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, revealing the figure of a thin young man.
This man had delicate features and a cold aura. After he appeared, he took a few glances at the scene in the ancestral hall, then stood outside the threshold and held his hands toward Fu Jin:
"Junior Yu Que has met the leader of the Fu clan."
That's right, the person coming to Fu's Ancestral Hall tonight is none other than Yu Que himself! "You," the clan leader Fu Jin looked at Yu Que blankly.
His eyes suddenly jumped, and he looked outside the ancestral hall. When he found that there was nothing behind Yu Que, without any soldiers, horses or helpers, Fu Jin's voice was strange:
"You...are here?"
As the two looked at each other, Fu Jin could clearly feel that waves of cold air were rising in the ancestral hall. The heavy tablets behind his head were all shaking tremblingly, expressing joy and suppression.
It seemed that as soon as Yu Que stepped onto the threshold of the ancestral hall, the numerous tablets were about to rush forward and devour them.
Yu Que stood at the threshold of Fu's ancestral hall. He looked gloomy and laughed when he heard the words:
"Isn't it the clan leaders who forced me to come? If that's the case, why should I be surprised?"
Fu Jin's throat slid unconsciously. He wanted to say something else, but gusts of cold wind blew in his ears, and an impatient and urgent sound sounded:
"Call him in, call him in!"
This movement caused Fu Jin's complexion to change. He wanted to resist, but he raised his hands unconsciously and waved to Yu Que. He also made a sound in his throat and said:
"Good boy, come in...I can explain it to you."
After hearing this, Yu Que, who was outside the threshold, nodded slightly and actually took one step forward and entered the threshold of the ancestral hall.
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Whoops! The moment he took a step forward, gusts of dark wind suddenly blew in the ancestral hall, sharp and urgent.
Even before Yu Que's other leg stepped in, the dark wind entangled his body like tentacles, pulling him fiercely inward and into the ancestral hall.
Bang bang!
Yu Que's whole body fell into the threshold, and the door of the ancestral hall was closed instantly, and the Yin Qi in the entire ancestral hall could no longer be concealed.
The soul flags flickered, the white cloth was filled with fog, and the spirit of ghosts was strong.
At this time, Patriarch Fu Jin's face was distorted. He forcibly broke away from Mr. Fu's influence and control, with an unspeakable and angry look on his face, and hissed:
"You silly boy, how could you come here alone..."
Bang, puff!
But before Fu Jin finished speaking, his body suddenly fell and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
A dark purple palm print appeared strangely on his face, as if someone had slapped him violently.
At this time, an old man wearing a white longevity hat and white shroud appeared quietly in the center of the ancestral hall.
The old man's skin was as black as charcoal, his face had sharp teeth, and his face showed a look of ecstasy and deep greed.
It looked straight at Yu Que who entered the door:
"What a good boy. Being able to return to the clan shows that you are really a good boy."
After the wolf said something to Yu Que, a black air squirmed on his face, and he glanced viciously at the clan leader Fu Jin next to him, and cursed:
"Unlike this unfilial son, he only dares to disobey his father after the death of his mother-in-law and son. He is a white-eyed wolf!"
While the old man was cursing, the coldness in the three-foot radius was piercing to the bones, and a penetrating coercion spread from its body. Black gas filled the ancestral hall, and it was thick and lingering.
Moreover, there were sharp mouths emerging from the black air, and they were howling like ghosts and wolves, causing Fu Jin and Yu Que's expressions to change.
Fu Jin was trembling at the moment. He lay on the ground, looked at his biological father in disbelief, and blurted out: "Eighth-grade upper level?"
As soon as this old ghost of the Fu family appeared, the realm he revealed was not only the eighth level, nor the middle or lower level, but the ghostly aura of the ink, and the powerful power of the upper level eighth level.
Yu Que looked at the beast, his eyes were changing, and he said in a weird voice: "Dacheng Rampant God!?"
(End of chapter)