"After Ma Baojin, the exterminator of Mashan Yizhuang, delivers the body, we will poison it first and then go to Yangjiang." I explained to him.
The ghost woman hesitated for a moment and then said: "At dawn, we will begin to recognize the priests who have returned to their ancestors."
A faint voice came from the other end of the hall.
"That's great. On the first day He Pheasant returns to the He family, we can do something big. In addition to those water ghouls, our He family can also enjoy some good reputation."
"Mother-in-law... why are you up?" He Qiyue immediately turned around and walked towards Granny He.
I also looked towards the main room. Grandma He was holding on to the door frame, her body was still shaking slightly.
I whispered: "Grandma He, please go inside and rest. It's okay here."
Grandma He smiled, and then she let He Qiyue support her and returned to the house.
After that, I asked He Qiyue and the others to rest, and when daybreak, they would recognize their ancestors and return to their clan as Granny He said.
By that time, Ma Baojin should have almost delivered the body.
He Qiyue and others did not insist anymore. She dismissed the other ghost women and went back to the room to rest.
I went into the house and took a nap.
It wasn't until dawn that I was woken up by He Pheasant.
At this time, He Pheasant had actually put on a pair of exquisite makeup, and even put on an extremely clean witch's colorful robe.
In previous years, He Pheasant followed me and always wore plain clothes.
After she put on this robe again, it suddenly gave me a feeling of returning from a dream.
Just like in the blink of an eye, it was still thirteen years ago, and He Pheasant was still the unruly little devil.
The vicissitudes of time have left many traces on me, but He Zhi is still young and beautiful.
"Everyone is here." He Zhi pursed his lips and murmured softly.
I sat up straight and cleared my mind.
"It's okay, keep calm." I gently stroked He Zhi's cheek.
Her eyes were slightly red, she lowered her head and said, "It would be great if grandpa is still here."
After I fell silent, I said softly: "He Gui Po Quan Xia knows that he will definitely be very happy."
"Yeah." He Zhi nodded vigorously.
"Come out, maybe Dunkong won't be so nervous." He Zhi said again.
I tidied up my Tang suit and followed He Zhi out of the room.
In the center of the courtyard, there was a large table. On it were not three animal sacrifices, but densely packed ghost guillotines and mourning sticks.
There were densely packed hags standing around the yard.
Many hags were injured and had gauze bandages wrapped around their bodies.
There was a wicker chair in front of the table, and Grandma He was sitting on the wicker chair. She was more heavily dressed and had a slender mourning stick on her lap.
In the main room, Dunkong also changed into a colorful hag costume. The red mastiff lay beside it, rolled his eyelids twice, and breathed out of boredom.
Obviously, the Red Mastiff is not interested in these ghost women at all.
Many ghost women looked at the red mastiff eagerly, their eyes full of longing.
I walked He Pheasant to the door of the hall, and He Pheasant stepped in first.
After that, I heard Grandma He’s voice.
"Except for He Pheasant and Li Dunkong, everyone else, please look outside."
Grandma He's words seemed to be full of energy.
I stopped and nodded to He Zhi and Dun Kong in the room.
He Pheasant arrived beside Dun Kong, and mother and son stood side by side.
Grandma He stood up tremblingly. She raised the ghost sword in her hand above her head with piety in her eyes.
"The ghosts of the He family in the past are here, He Jinhua. Today is the ceremony to recognize the ancestors. The ancestors and clans have spirits, and they will return home and kneel down!"
The moment Granny He finished speaking.
All the hags around the courtyard raised a hand at the same time.
Everyone held a copper bell in their hands.
This is the soul-calming bell used by the ghost woman!
The crisp tinkling sound resounded throughout the courtyard, forming an echo.
Grandma He's eyes and tone were much sharper. She shouted in a deep voice: "He Pheasant, Li Dunkong, why don't you kneel down and salute your ancestors?!"
He Zhi knelt down with a bang, she raised her hands above her head and bowed down.
Dunkong followed closely and knelt down to salute.
After three buckles and three bows, He Zhi raised his head again, with tears streaming down his face.
Dunkong raised his head, his Qingzhi face was extremely serious.
Grandma He seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes were also red.
"In a blink of an eye, it has been thirteen years. Old He gave me the identity of the leading hag of the He family. Although I am not as good as him these years, I have protected the He family well. The dispute with the watchman back then has also subsided a little over the years. .”
"Back then, Mr. He had no choice but to drive you out of the He family, Zhi'er. Now you are adept at coffin skills and even become Mr. Yin Yang. You still miss the He family."
"The He family should also give feedback. Now that I have returned to the He family, I still have one thing to do."
Grandma He turned around, and the ghost knife in her hand pierced the ground hard.
"Lao Hetou left suddenly, and the replacement of the leading ghost woman did not follow the rules of the ancestors."
"Pheasant, come to me!" Grandma He said kindly in the first half of her sentence, with a hint of sigh.
This last sentence was a bit harsh.
Many He family hags all became silent for a moment.
They looked at He Pheasant. Some of them were conflicted, but more of them still showed a bit of desire.
I frowned slightly.
I know clearly that their resistance is still due to the fight between the hag and the watchman, which almost led to the annihilation of the hag.
Desire is probably what He Pheasant is capable of now.
Coffin technique, Yin Yang technique, and the red mastiff beside Dun Kong!
I'm afraid only the red mastiff is the closest to the ghost woman, and the rest are conceivable but not desirable.
But my frown was not because of their eyes.
It's because Granny He wants to hand over the entire He family to He Pheasant.
I didn't immediately stop him.
It is a troublesome matter for the He family to hand it over to He Fei.
But He Pheasant belongs to the He family after all, and the former leader of the He family was He Gui Po.
If He Zhi wants to accept it, it is her choice.
He Zhichu did not move in the main room. She pursed her lips and dropped her hands to her sides...
"Pheasant?" Grandma He shouted again in a deep voice.
She turned sideways and looked at the ghost knife on the table.
"All the hags in the He family have their guillotines here. Zhi'er, if you stain your guillotines with blood and be worshiped by the whole family, you can become the leading hag."
He Zhi still didn't move.
Grandma He's face was slightly pale. When she looked at He Pheasant again, her body was trembling slightly.
Grandma He wanted to speak again.
He Zhi bowed, and she fell to her knees again.
"Mother-in-law, in the past thirteen years, Zhi'er has reflected on all the things she has done in the past. Back then, I caused the He family to suffer a great disaster, and I even fought to the death with the watchman for many years, and the hatred has not dissipated."
"Now that I can return to the He family, Yu Fei'er is already a gift."
"Not to mention how many mistakes Zhi'er has made, I am still a married woman. I will be your husband's vassal in this life. How can I let the He family depend on me again?"
When he said this, He Pheasant raised his head and looked at me.
There is only softness in my eyes.
There was a burst of disappointment in Granny He's eyes.
Many He family hags looked at each other.
The eyes of some people who were previously resistant have returned to normal, even with a bit of sadness.
