Mrs. Huo's first reaction was: "Did that boy Si Chen do it? Where is the burn?"
When Jiang Siheng saw Mr. Mo was there, he glanced at him in surprise, and then explained in a sweet voice.
"Grandma, it wasn't Brother Si Chen who did it, it was Brother Si Jue. Brother Si Jue said he would make us a beggar's chicken. When we were playing catching chickens at the farmyard, he accidentally got pecked on the butt by a goose and dropped his lighter on the firewood. Pile it on and it will catch fire with a crash."
Mrs. Huo: "..."
Mrs. Huo was thinking about her troubled grandchildren, and didn't care why Mr. Mo called him "Zai Zai, little ancestor." She hurriedly went to the backyard to ask someone to put out the fire.
Huo Silin and Huo Sijin hurriedly followed, looking at Siheng at his grandfather and then at his dad, and finally decided to go back to the backyard to help.
The maids and aunts also rushed to the backyard to put out the fire.
Soon only Mr. Huo, Zai Zai and Menan Qi were left in the entire hall.
Menanqi had tears in his eyes and spoke sincerely.
"Little princess, please be noble and spare my son Shaolin's life."
Zaizai was afraid of getting the wrong person, so he asked one more question.
"Mo Shaolin? Is he the person who set up the evil formation at the unfinished building at the abandoned construction site in the suburbs?"
Menanqi had a heart attack, but he had to admit it.
"yes."
Zaizai nodded his little head and dug out of his pocket, taking out Wenyue Wenxuan, his sister, their grandmother, and their grandson.
Even though Mr. Huo was prepared, he suddenly took out three people from his pocket without blinking when he saw Zaizai. He stretched out his hand on the floor of the living room. The three thumb-sized people instantly became the size of a normal person and his pupils shrank. shrink.
His Zaizai is really...
Mr. Huo couldn't help but ask Zaizai: "Zai Zai, have you been keeping them in your pocket?"
Zaizai nodded Mengmeng: "Yes, grandpa, there were some minor problems with the recent underworld system upgrade, so Zaizai did not send them to report to the underworld immediately."
"It's not safe to put them anywhere else, so Zaizai puts them in his pocket so they can have a good rest."
The old lady of the Wen family, her grandfather and her grandson saw Zaizai and kowtowed to express their thanks.
"Thank you, little master, for saving my life. Thank you, little master."
Zai Zai shook his head: "I didn't save you, Zai Zai. It was you who saved you. If you become ghosts and behave as evil as those ghosts, Zai Zai will definitely eat you!"
The old lady of the Wen family, her grandparents, and the three of them were extremely grateful, but when they saw Mo Nanqi, Wenxuan suddenly exclaimed.
"I've seen you! You are... from Xuanmen!"
Menanqi didn't expect that the Yin Evil Formation was destroyed, and his second son suffered severe backlash. Now he was in danger, but there was still something ghostly and soulless in the Yin Evil Formation.
When Menanqi reached his lips, he suddenly couldn't say anything he wanted to plead for his second son.
Zaizai asked Wenxuan: "Brother, do you still remember him?"
Wenxuan, who was dressed in sinister looks and had a mixture of blue and white, suddenly had a ferocious face and a sinister voice, wishing he could tear Mo Nanqi to pieces on the spot.
Wen Yue and Mrs. Wen seemed to have known his reaction for a long time, and they held him firmly on the left and right.
"Wenxuan, don't do anything stupid! He is a human being. The little master said that we can live and have an afterlife because we have no human life in our hands. If you kill him, you are finished!"
"Xiao Xuan, don't argue with a dying person."
Wenxuan's eyes were red and he roared hysterically.
"But if he hadn't come to help his son fill the Yin Evil Formation, grandma, you would still be alive! It was him and his son, they are all murderers!"
Zaizai frowned and placed his little hand between Wenxuan's eyebrows. Wenxuan, who was so angry that he was almost crazy, quickly calmed down, but his scarlet eyes were filled with moisture and deep-seated hatred.
Zaizai looked at Menanqi: "Why did you kill Grandma Wen and her family of three?"
Menanqi didn't dare to tell the truth.
He was afraid that his son would really have any hope after telling him, so he took all the blame on himself.
"Little princess, it's all my fault, it's me...it's me..."
His turbid gaze fell on Wen Yue. Even though Wen Yue had turned into a ghost, her facial features were still outstanding and her figure was curvy.
He thought of his younger brother who also died suddenly due to backlash due to the broken formation, and he immediately had an idea in his mind.
"Little princess, it's me... I have some quirks."
Zaizai frowned, looking impatient.
"You finish this once and for all, or leave immediately!"
Menanqi nodded repeatedly and explained quickly.
"Little princess, I... I just like to see young girls being bullied by gangsters, and the souls that die like that are more resentful. If you stay in the Yin Evil Formation for a long time, you will have a greater chance of becoming a ghost with the prefix "王". You can do more unspeakable things for me."
Zaizai: "..."
She didn't understand the first part, but as for the second part, she felt that all eighteen generations of the Mo family should be held accountable.
However, the matter of accountability is not urgent for the time being. There are more important things to deal with now.
So Zaizai looked at Mr. Mo. The cute little princess suddenly became extremely cold, indifferent and unpopular.
Zaizai has seen Pluto's father handle this situation in the underworld. She has a good memory, so Zaizai knows how to deal with it.
"Old Mo, there is an injustice, there is a creditor, and the creditor is still there. I can't help you with what you ask for, but you can ask your creditor!"
Menanqi didn't expect that the three-and-a-half-year-old little princess from the underworld could be so smart.
Instead of dealing with it directly, she asked him to ask those three ghosts.
Those three ghosts were tortured in the Yin Evil Formation, and they had the hatred of being killed during their lifetimes. They wished they could tear their Mo family into pieces.
Menanqi felt suffocated just thinking about it and kowtowed again.
"Little princess, you are the prince of the underworld, and the three of them..."
Mr. Huo, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke coldly.
"Mo Nanqi, Zaizai is the crown prince of the underworld, but she is only three and a half years old! Instead of begging Zaizai to show your favor, why not just ask Zaizai to tell her father to come over in person? What do you think? "
Menanqi choked again.
Yan Yi once said that Emperor Fengdu, the boss of the underworld, had a bad temper, but he was very protective of his children.
If he knew that he was taking advantage of the underworld boss to temporarily return to the underworld to ask for mercy from Zaizai, he would probably be the first to ask him to perform surgery on him and send him to meet the ancestors of the Mo family.
At this moment, Menanqi regretted why he didn't kill Mr. Huo directly, otherwise it would be Ming Zaizai himself now. He tried hard to beg for mercy, hoping that his five points would turn into eighty or nine points.
When Mo Nanqi was indignant, Zaizai, who felt that what his grandfather said was absolutely right, nodded quickly.
"Yes! If you don't want to go to Grandma Wen, one of your Mo family's creditors, Zaizai immediately contact Pluto's father and let Pluto's father handle it."
Mo Nanqi moved his fingers and nodded quickly while holding back his resentment.
"I heard that the emperor is extremely busy. I don't dare to delay the emperor's time for such a trivial matter. I will ask the three suffering masters."
Afraid that Zaizai would look for Emperor Fengdu immediately, Menanqi struggled to get up from the ground and slowly looked at Mrs. Wen, her grandparents, and her grandson.
"Wen Yue, I'm sorry. It was my abnormal mind that caused you to die early. I'll beat you or kill you. It's up to you."
After Mo Nanqi finished speaking, he knelt down in front of Wen Yue and the others, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he would let the three suffering masters deal with them.
Wenxuan exploded again, but this time he was sensible.
"Leave it to us? If we deal with you, we will die! If you really want to repent, then commit suicide now and we will forgive you!"
Mr. Mo suddenly smiled and nodded: "Okay!"
Mr. Huo felt something was wrong and suddenly raised his voice when he thought of something.
"He can't die here!"
Zaizai was startled, thinking something had happened to his grandpa, but turned out to be worried that Lao Mo was dead.
She tilted her head, not wanting to stretch out her hand to strangle Mr. Mo's soul.
At the same time, the door of Laozhai Villa was knocked open, and countless reporters carrying cameras came straight towards them.
