RNP Chapter 313 One word becomes a prophecy
Chapter 313 One word becomes a prophecy
"Ancestral hall?" Wu Xiaogou's eyes widened. He looked in that direction and wondered in his heart, did Wang Zanghai move his own ancestral hall here? ?
However, when they came near the ancestral hall and looked from afar, the glazed tiles were still shining.
Zhang Qiyuan looked at the Manchu characters on the plaque and said in amazement: "Old Wang is so mean. He actually moved the ancestral hall of Xiao Hei's family here to suppress them!!"
No wonder Xiao Hei is having such a miserable life!
Even with the auspicious aura of the Golden Kylin, it couldn't change Xiao Hei's tragic fate! !
For example, Xiao Hei couldn't save money at all. His bank cards with money in them always disappeared inexplicably, and his treasured treasures, which were kept in the safe, would be broken inexplicably...
It's too awful! !
Even at this age, Xiao Hei hasn't saved any money for a wife! !
So here is the reason!!
Zhang Qilin suddenly remembered that a long time ago, Zhang Qiyuan casually said that the Xia and Wang families had an irreconcilable hatred, and it really came true! !
Pushing open the heavy door of the ancestral hall, stepping over the high threshold, and lighting up the light ball, what comes into view is the low-key and luxurious furnishings, the tablets are filled to the brim, the first-class Qi Jia clan...
"Qi Jia?" Wu Xiaogou glanced at Zhang Qilin's face, which seemed dark no matter how he looked at it. It was obvious that he was in a very bad mood. He muttered to himself that he had never heard of such a person as Qi Jia.
Wang Yueban did not dare to act rashly. He paid attention to his claws and did not touch anything that he should not touch.
No funeral objects are as important as your own life!
Even Aning didn't take the photo without any eyesight, and just stood aside quietly, acting as a transparent person.
Zhang Qilin sighed, took a look at the name on the last tablet, and crushed it with his hand.
Zhang Qiyuan took out an incense burner from somewhere and placed it on the incense table. He raised his eyebrows and said, "I haven't seen Xiao Hei's name clearly yet. Xiaoguan, why did you crush it directly?"
Broken into slag directly? ?
Zhang Qilin poured the dregs into the incense burner: "Light the incense?"
Zhang Qiyuan laughed and said, "Of course, just think of it as burning incense for Xiao Hei's ancestors."
Zhang Qiyuan did not continue to delve into the topic of Black Glasses' name. It would be a good idea to destroy the name, which would reduce the involvement of karma and at least there would be no danger to his life.
Zhang Qilin and Zhang Qiyuan both burned incense according to Mongolian etiquette, and Wu Xiaogou and Wang Yueban were no exception. But the moment Wu Xiaogou inserted the incense into the incense burner, the familiar change occurred as usual.
The yellow treasure flags fluttered in the wind.
A strong cold wind blew and the friction sound of chains suddenly sounded. At this time, everyone saw that the inside of the wall was inlaid with densely packed human bones, all bound with chains.
Zhang Qilin frowned. No wonder he always felt that there was a heavy negative energy around him. Wang Canghai's vicious plan to cut off his lineage and grandchildren was really too cruel. Not only did he massacre the entire Qijia clan.
Moreover, he was tied here with chains through his scapula. His soul cannot rest in peace unless he is buried.
It is equivalent to being trapped here forever and becoming a ghost bound to the earth.
Zhang Qiyuan blew a breath to dispel the gloomy wind. He looked at the chains on the wall behind the tablet: "The people here..." They seemed to be Xiao Hei's blood relatives.
Zhang Qiyuan didn't say the rest.
Zhang Qiyuan could sense Zhang Qilin's anger, and he suggested: "Why don't you go find Lao Wang?" Let out your anger! Beat him up!
Zhang Qilin looked down at the ground of the ancestral hall and stepped on it. He said to Zhang Qiyuan, "Look for it. There is something wrong with this."
Zhang Qiyuan squatted down and used his finger to pry open a floor tile, but soon he found that the size was not right and the feel was strangely familiar...
"Oh my god, Wang Canghai is so mean. He uses other people's tombstone to pave bricks!" Wang Yueban, who has a bad temper, couldn't help but complain to Wu Xiaogou.
Wu Xiaogou had seen the black glasses, dressed in black, always accompanying his childhood sweetheart, looking cynical, unruly, and glib, but he never expected his life story to be so miserable!!
Wu Xiaogou looked at the gloomy ancestral hall and felt a chill in his teeth. He looked at the piled-up tombstones, one on top of the other, and heard the sound of the chains on the wall shaking and rubbing against each other.
The spirit Zhang Hongshang behind him floated to the side of Wu Xiaogou, and Wu Xiaogou suddenly realized the difference between yin energy and yin energy. Perhaps it was a psychological problem, Sister Hongshang's yin wind was not that cold.
"Sister Hongshang." Wu Xiaogou grew up in the Zhang family and could be said to be unparalleled in terms of knowledge. He could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with the wall with the tablets, and the marks on it were relatively new.
Especially compared to the marks on the other walls.
"Are they like you?"
This is a dangerous topic, especially to discuss with a ghost.
Strictly speaking, the time that Zhang Hongshang had been in contact with Wu Xiaogou was not very long, but the ghost's perspective on people was actually very clear.
It mainly depends on the aura in your body.
The aura of Wu Xiaogou can be described as clean.
Otherwise, Zhang Hongshang would not have wanted to borrow Wu Xiaogou's yang energy to get out of the cave.
Zhang Hongshang is also a bit of a germaphobe.
Therefore, Zhang Hongshang knew that Wu Xiaogou was soft-hearted, which was not a problem. Moreover, she was quite close to Wu Xiaogou and could feel the sadness and anger emanating from him.
Not only Zhang Hongshang, but Wang Yueban also sensed it, otherwise it would be innocent.
Wang Yueban put himself in their shoes and thought about how his ancestral hall had been turned into such a mess, and all his ancestors had been dug up, including all the tombstones and tablets...
Damn, thinking about this, Wang Yueban was about to explode! !
"Tian Zhen, do you know that black brother?"
Wu Xiaogou nodded: "Yeah."
"Well, he's an acquaintance. This makes me even more angry." Wang Yueban has always been bold and careful. As soon as he entered the room, he found that there was a problem with the age of the tablets. "I think these tablets were not put in at the same time. The one at the bottom is obviously newer!!"
Therefore, the hearts of the people present are actually as clear as a mirror.
Zhang Qiyuan is such a vengeful person, he would not do such a cruel thing, so he became even more curious about Wang Canghai.
The period when Qi Jia exterminated the entire family was when the Zhang family was weak, the Wang family was prosperous, and it was the end of feudalism. At that time, members of the Wang family could still come here to worship.
Zhang Qiyuan estimated that there might be a passage here that directly connected to the Wang family base, or that the Wang family controlled a route here.
"After cleaning this ancestral hall, do you want to take it back to Xiao Hei?"
After Zhang Qilin cleaned up the last tombstone, he looked at Zhang Qiyuan helplessly: "No need."
He even refused to mention his own name.
Let the past be the past.
But this vengeance still needs to be avenged.
Not only Wang Canghai, but also the Wang family members who participated in the annihilation operation were all covered by hatred.
Zhang Qiyuan dug up the red roots in the soil. They had a network structure and a fishy smell. He then used thunder to disinfect and sterilize them.
"Then let's bury a circle of big fireworks here, and when we go out, we'll set off some small fireworks!"
Zhang Qilin had no objection.
Zhang Qiyuan stroked his chin and continued to perfect his plan for the Big Flower: "When we find Lao Wang, we'll stuff him in here and let him enjoy the beauty of the Big Flower!!"
So everyone started to take action, stuffing big fireworks here frantically. The chairman's fireworks stock is very rich, and you can choose from colors, shapes, and even scents.
It is said that the next step is to order a voice, the kind that can sing.
Looking at the ancestral hall surrounded by big flowers, Zhang Qiyuan clapped his hands with satisfaction and said happily: "Perfect!! All that's missing is an old Wang!!"