The wind howled.
The flags rustled.
On the throne, Zheng Qi made a grabbing gesture with his right hand: "Chen Wang, why don't you come back quickly!"
When the word 'lai' fell, a flash of fire appeared on the horizon and quickly approached Chen's house. Not long after, Chen Wang's soul was curled up inside the sky lantern, hovering above everyone's heads, looking dull and confused.
Seeing this, Mr. Chen couldn't help crying with joy, and called out in a sincere voice:
"Awang, my son!"
at the same time.
Zheng Qi narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Chen Wang for a closer look, thinking to himself: 'Sure enough, that's the case. '
A thought.
But he saw wisps of black mist constantly coming out of Chen Wang's body, floating towards Zheng Qi like a baby swallow returning to its nest. Not long after, a thick cloud of Yin energy and resentment twisted in his palm.
boom!
A cluster of blazing flames rose up and burned up.
After doing this, Zheng Qi waved his hand and said lightly:
"reset!"
Chen Wang's soul emerged from the sky lantern and lay back in his body.
After a while, Chen Wang's dull eyes suddenly moved and regained some vitality. He moved his eyes around and glanced at Mr. Chen next to him.
"Awang!"
Until then, Mr. Chen finally let out the breath he had held in his throat, stepped forward to the wooden table, held Chen Wang's hand tightly, and was about to say something.
However……
In an instant, the joy on his face suddenly froze, and he quickly reached out to touch his son's face and body. There was no warmth in his hands, as cold as ice.
"Daozhang Zheng."
Mr. Chen looked at Zheng Qi and said with anxiety and disbelief: "Why is my son's body so cold?"
"This is what I will tell Mr. Chen."
Zheng Qi jumped off the altar, his eyebrows slightly furrowed: "My son's soul seems to have gone to a place with a strong yin energy, and has been deeply poisoned by resentment, causing the soul to be unable to come back."
"This, what should we do?"
Master Chen glanced at his son. He was completely helpless. He immediately knelt down to Zheng Qi and said, "Please, Master Zheng, save my son."
"Hey, Mr. Chen is serious."
Zheng Qi stretched out his hand to support Mr. Chen, his solemn face was filled with pride, and he changed the subject:
"Fortunately, I have just used my magic power to force the anger out of your son's body. It is normal to have some sequelae. I can slowly make a soup with aphrodisiac herbs such as deer antlers and wild ginseng, and he will be back to normal in less than two months. "
"Thank you so much, Director Zheng."
Mr. Chen was so grateful that he burst into tears.
"It's just a trivial matter." Zheng Qi smiled brightly and said warmly: "When we serve under Marshal Sun in the future, we should promote our relationship and achieve mutual benefit."
He had already seen Butler Ma and a strong servant carrying a large vermilion box over.
boom!
The box hits the ground.
Mr. Chen said: "Please accept this gift from Taoist Master Zheng."
As soon as these words came out, what was originally a transaction between the two people turned into a favor at this moment.
Daochang Zheng was naturally satisfied. A flash of yellow light flashed between his fingers, and the large vermilion box turned into a talisman and floated into his hand.
He smiled and said:
"Since your master is safe and sound, we, master and apprentice, will take our leave first."
"good."
Mr. Chen nodded slightly: "Butler Ma is sending Daozhang Zheng off."
"No, A Yang, let's go."
"Yes, master."
The two figures disappeared in an instant.
at this time.
Butler Ma quietly came to Master Chen and whispered a few words softly.
Master Chen's face changed slightly and his eyes were complicated: "You go over and entertain me first, and don't let other servants in the house come near. I will take the young master back to his room and be right over."
"I understand, sir."
immediately.
Mr. Chen looked at Chen Wang, wiped the mixture of snot and tears from his face, wiped it on his sleeves, and smiled: "Ah Wang, dad will carry you back to your room."
Hearing this, Chen Wang blinked obediently.
Even though Mr. Chen was in his sixties, his strength was no worse than that of a young man. He neatly carried Chen Wang back to the study and opened the secret passage behind the portrait of his ancestors.
Went straight in.
"Tap, step, step..."
The sound of empty footsteps echoed in the deep corridor.
However, Mr. Chen's mood was rare and peaceful. He carefully put Chen Wang on the bed, covered him with a quilt tightly, and whispered softly: "Daddy will go to see the ancestors first. Awang will rest here for a while." Dad will bring you some soup."
Chen Wang blinked again.
"Dad is leaving first."
Mr. Chen breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and trotted away.
The footsteps faded away.
Chen Wang closed his eyes and rested.
In the huge space, only a few candles illuminated the room.
In the darkness, the outlines of countless people were looming, their faces were pale, their eyes were closed, and they were sitting on pear wood chairs.
call!
A gust of wind blew by.
At some point, a layer of white mist appeared on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it filled the entire space.
Their bodies were shaking slightly, as if they might wake up at any moment.
Sudden!
Chen Wang opened his eyes suddenly, and there were scarlet bloodshot eyes in his black and white eyes. His expression was painful and ferocious, and his mouth was wide open but he could not utter a cry.
Almost at the same time.
The corpses in front of him suddenly opened their eyes and turned their heads to look at the last descendant of the Chen family.
This situation is strange and terrifying.
Chen Wang opened his mouth wide and stared at the dark rock wall. The veins were twisting like earthworms. Finally, he made the last sound before his death: "Hoo."
he died!
But the changes continue.
The vast white mist was boiling and surging, all hitting Chen Wang's seven orifices, and disappeared in a short while.
Only the sporadic frost on the ground confirmed the changes just now!
At this time, a small black lump suddenly bulged under Chen Wang's body, going from the soles of his feet all the way to Tianling.
He immediately saw that his eyes were as dark as if he had been splashed with ink, and he suddenly straightened up.
The ancestors of the Chen family closed their eyes again.
Roar!
A roar like a wild beast resounded through the underground space.
…
…
the other side.
Mr. Chen had changed into clean clothes, washed his face, and came outside a house with his head lowered.
Taking a deep breath, he gently pushed the door open with both hands.
A thin figure came into view. He stood in front of an ink landscape painting with his hands clasped behind his back.
Hearing the voice, the man turned his head slightly, revealing a gentle face with a smile on his face.
It's Mr. Liu!
"Xiao Chen, long time no see."
"Chen Dafa has met our ancestors."
Mr. Chen quickly stepped forward, knelt down on his knees, and said respectfully: "Is your ancestor okay these days?"
Hearing this, a figure appeared in the man's mind, the corners of his lips raised, and he nodded slightly: "Not bad."
Then he asked: "What about you? How are things going here?"
"Ancestor, please rest assured, Sun Ying has already fallen into the trap, and you can seize the treasure in the tomb when the time is right!"
Mr. Chen raised his head and promised firmly.
"That's very good."
'Mr. Liu' stretched out his hand to help Mr. Chen, with a soft smile: "I have worked hard for you for so many years."
"No hard work, no hard work, this is what Dafa should do."
Hearing this, Mr. Chen was obviously flattered and said with a smile: "How could the Chen family be where it is today without the support of our ancestors? This little thing is nothing!"
"hehe."
'Mr. Liu' patted Mr. Chen on the shoulder.
immediately.
"What, you have something to say?"
'Mr. Liu' looked at Mr. Chen who was hesitant to speak, and said with interest: "But it doesn't matter."
"..."
"That's it, ancestor."
Mr. Chen bent over and said with a flattering smile: "Awang is not young anymore. My grandson has found a home for him and chosen a good time and auspicious day. I hope that the ancestors will be able to have a cup of wedding wine with honor.
"When Awang has an heir, he can serve you like a grandson."
After speaking, he raised his eyes slightly and glanced at his ancestor.
But when he saw his ancestor looking at him with a smile, an unspeakable chill of fear quietly spread in his heart.
Suddenly.
"Ha ha ha ha."
'Mr. Liu' suddenly laughed happily, with a smile as bright as spring breeze: "I am very happy that you can have this filial piety. I will come when the time comes."
"Thank you, ancestor, for the favor!"
Mr. Chen was heartbroken, but his smile was equally bright.
"correct."
'Mr. Liu' suddenly asked: "I just heard from Butler Ma that Awang fell into the water a few days ago. How is he now?"
"With the blessing of our ancestors, Ngawang Fu is blessed with good fortune, so there is no serious problem."
Mr. Chen said with a smile.
"That's good."
The smile on 'Mr. Liu''s face deepened.
As soon as he thought about it, he finished his words.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
A shrill female voice echoed over Chen's house.
Mr. Chen’s expression changed;
Mr. Liu's smile was somewhat meaningful.
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