Zaizai looked at Siheng and Huo Chenyun who was driving at the same time.
"Which one?"
Ji Ling is also very straightforward.
"Xuanmen Ancestral Spirit!"
Zaizai Jiang Siheng and Huo Chenyun: "..."
Jiang Siheng looked at him confused.
"We are not from Xuanmen, why are we looking for the ancestors of Xuanmen?"
Ji Ling: "Because he will help Xuanmen."
Although almost all the five major Xuanmen families have been destroyed, since the other party is respected as the Xuanmen ancestral spirit, no matter how bad or excessive the Ji family's behavior is, the Xuanmen ancestral spirit will naturally protect Xuanmen.
Huo Chenyun clicked his tongue.
"The ancestors of Xuanmen are in your hearts, so you don't know the difference between right and wrong?"
Ji Ling shook his head hurriedly.
"That's not the case, but..."
Zaizai is curious.
"But what?"
Ji Ling coughed, got up from his seat and sat down.
"But I accidentally heard my grandfather and my father say it once before, saying that our Xuanmen ancestors are still young, and as the spiritual energy becomes thinner and thinner, it is very likely to fall into a deep sleep."
Huo Chenyun frowned.
"Then what?"
Ji Ling's face was full of embarrassment.
"So although the Xuanmen family respects and respects the Xuanmen ancestral spirit, they also know that he is still young and has been sleeping for a long time, so he will definitely be ignorant of worldly affairs when he wakes up."
Zaizai understood Siheng and Huo Chenyun instantly.
"Do you think my uncle (Yuan Xiu) can't tell the difference between right and wrong and is easy to deceive?"
Ji Ling's pupils widened.
"Brother-in-law? Yuan Xiu?"
Zaizai and General Siheng: "..."
The two little guys turned their heads silently, pretending not to hear Ji Ling's question.
Huo Chenyun also looked away and focused on driving.
Ji Ling: "..."
He remembered that the younger son adopted by the Huo family was named Ji Yuanxiu.
According to their seniority, Zaizai and Jiang Siheng do have to call themselves uncle.
And it is said that the five or six-year-old child is very young and mature...
The ancestral spirit of Xuanmen = Mr. Ji Yuanxiu from the Huo family!
Ji Ling's pupils were so wide that his eyes nearly popped out of his sockets.
"Zai Zai, young general, Yuan Xiu is the ancestral spirit of Xuanmen?"
Although it was a question, the expression on Ji Ling's face was determined.
Although Zaizai and Jiang Siheng accidentally exposed their uncle's identity, the Ji family's current situation... they have nothing to worry about.
So the two little guys immediately turned their heads and looked at them.
Nod at the same time.
"right!"
Ji Ling: "..."
Jiang Siheng questioned him.
"Uncle Ji Ling, after you know this news, are you going to tell your father when you go back, and then ask your father to find your uncle for help?"
Zaizai immediately extinguished his hope.
"My uncle doesn't know the difference between right and wrong!"
Huo Chenyun added while driving.
"Yuan Xiu hates evil as much as his enemies!"
Ji Ling couldn't believe it.
"Really?"
Huo Chenyun started to look unhappy when he looked at Ji Ling.
"Yes! Really! More real than gold!"
Ji Ling, whose face was full of disbelief and whose whole body was tense, relaxed instantly.
The whole person leaned softly on the backrest of the car, but the corners of his mouth were raised high.
Zaizai Jiang Siheng and Huo Chenyun: "..."
The uncle and nephew looked at each other in confusion.
what's the situation?
Ji Ling originally laughed silently.
He smiled and started making noises.
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
Huo Chenyun: "Hey! Ji Ling, aren't you crazy?"
Jiang Siheng looked at Ji Ling's expression.
"Third uncle, you shouldn't be crazy...not enough."
Zaizai: "Uncle Ji Ling, what are you laughing at?"
Ji Ling smiled while answering Zaizai's question.
"Zai Zai, uncle is laughing... My father had thousands of plans, but the most important step fell apart! Hahaha! Although the ancestor spirit of Xuanmen is the god of Xuanmen, he will protect Xuanmen for life! But..."
Ji Ling smiled and suddenly had tears in his eyes.
"The ancestor spirit of Xuanmen is not what he and his grandfather said. Because he is young and does not distinguish between right and wrong. Even if he has been sleeping for a thousand years, he still understands the righteousness of the world and knows that life is precious!"
Zaizai nodded heavily.
"Of course! My uncle is a god. God loves and protects all living beings!"
The gods perished and dissipated, firstly because their spiritual energy was thin and they could not practice.
It is also because their believers gradually no longer believe in the existence of gods in the world and lose the power of faith.
God exists because of people's beliefs.
Human existence creates and achieves God.
Gods will naturally protect all living beings who believe in them.
Thinking of this, Zaizai couldn't help but think of the spirits at home.
It's not just because they have less and less faith that their cultivation is gradually regressing.
The little guy was confused and confused.
Lord Yama and Pluto’s father in the ten palaces of the underworld are ghosts and gods, but they have never disappeared.
Moreover, not only has the cultivation level not regressed, but the strength of the uncles of the Ten Palaces, Lord Yan, has become stronger and stronger as time goes by.
Even though he couldn't beat her.
But there is still progress!
Is it because these days there are more people who believe in ghosts in the world, but fewer people believe in the existence of gods and spirits?
What to do?
While Zaizai was thinking hard, Huo Chenyun drove outside the Ji family's old house.
Ji Ling got out of the car with a bright smile, his eyes clear.
Huo Chenyun didn't know what to say.
"Ji Ling, take care!"
Ji Ling waved his hand.
"Thank you, don't worry, I don't know anything."
Huo Chenyun didn't care.
"It doesn't matter if you know. It doesn't matter if they all know. They can't influence Yuan Xiu anyway."
Ji Ling was still a little worried at first, but when Huo Chenyun said this, he was completely relieved.
If the Ji family really can no longer appeal to the Xuanmen ancestral spirit, and now that his father is afraid of Zaizai's identity, he will naturally not do evil as before.
People of Xuanmen are most afraid of karma and retribution.
so good!
Ji Ling thought of his old self again. After Huo Chenyun drove away with Zai Zai and Jiang Siheng, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard while standing at the gate.
"Snapped!"
The maid who came to open the door was shocked when she saw it.
"Hey Xiaoling, what are you doing? Come in quickly."
Ji Ling did not go in again.
"Are my dad and second uncle back?"
The maid nodded quickly.
"I'm back, I'm back, but each face looks uglier than the last. This...Xiao Ling, has something happened?"
Ji Ling smiled and shook his head.
"It's okay, even if something does happen, that's a good thing!"
The Ji family used Xuanmen magic to seek wealth and murder, and now karma is on its way.
What you get must be repaid!
Ji Ling looked up at the gray sky.
"Aunt Wang, tell my mother that I'm leaving and I won't come back. Tell her to take care of her health and just call me if she needs anything."
Before the maid could ask any more questions, Ji Ling limped away.
Auntie: "..."
The maid felt something was wrong and hurried back to find the old lady.
Mrs. Ji was sitting by the window in the living room drinking tea.
The huge floor-to-ceiling windows allowed her to see everything at the gate clearly.
As soon as the maid ran over, Mrs. Ji lowered her head and spoke.
"Go and cook. Xiao Ling is not happy living here either. Let him do it."
The maid didn't say much and went to work in the kitchen.
Qian Xiaoli came back from outside dressed exquisitely and beautifully. It was freezing cold, but she was dressed very coolly.
A beige woolen coat, underneath is a dark red deep V-neck slim-fitting sweater.
Mrs. Ji looked at it and frowned.
"Where...have you been?"
Qian Xiaoli curled her lips with charming disdain.
"Let's find a backstage person who can help us two!"
Before Mrs. Ji could speak, Qian Xiaoli added another sentence.
"After all, Xiaokai's grandfather is crazy now, and we can't even get any dividends during the Chinese New Year. Shouldn't we find another home?"
Mrs. Ji wanted to explain something, but she quickly thought of something and her face turned ugly.
"Did you go to Huo's house?"
