If Xu Shangshu wakes up and sees him like this, he may be frightened and talk to him with his soul.
The unfortunate ghost looked at him faintly: "If you were trapped in one place for countless years, finally left that place, and were trapped in a smaller place again, would you be normal?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Shangshu slowly opened his eyes.
The moment Su Ruotang opened his eyes, he quickly took away the talisman he was holding tightly.
Xu Shangshu opened his eyes and stared blankly at the roof.
His expression was dull and his eyes were dull.
Su Ruotang blinked and said in surprise, "Are you scared?"
Xu Shangshu turned his head blankly when he heard Su Ruotang's words.
The next moment, the memory before coma emerged.
His pupils suddenly tightened, and he closed his eyes and did not dare to look ahead. His face was full of fear, "Ghost, ghost..."
The corner of Su Ruotang's mouth twitched: "I'm not a ghost."
Xu Shangshu looked pale and pointed at the roof with trembling hands, "Old minister... ghosts... there are ghosts up there..."
Mo Jinming bent down and helped Xu Shangshu stand up, "Xu Shangshu, someone has set up a formation in your house. If you don't break it, the whole house will die soon."
"What?" Xu Shangshu's legs went weak and he almost fell down again.
What he saw and heard today was beyond his inherent knowledge.
Seeing a ghost in broad daylight, setting up formation...
Is this world a fantasy?
Su Ruotang held her chin and held a talisman in her hand. Her clear peach blossom eyes were full of smiles:
"What you saw just now is the unlucky man who caused your daughter to be very unlucky for the past six months."
There are formations in the palace, but only the emperors and princes of the past dynasties know the true reason for the existence of the Qintian Prison.
If word spread about this kind of strange power and chaos, it would easily cause panic.
Xu Shangshu was completely stupid.
He never dared to raise his eyes to the roof, his eyes fixed on the talisman in Su Ruotang's hand.
His whole body was completely torn apart: "Please, Your Highness, the Third Prince and Concubine, please save everyone in the house."
Before he saw the unlucky man, he would have thought that what Mo Jinming said was nonsense.
But seeing the unlucky guy, even if the third prince and princess told him that his ancestor was standing in front of him now, he would still believe it.
Just believing and being able to accept it are completely different things.
Su Ruotang's pretty little face showed eagerness to try. She waved her hand and said, "Take us to meet your ancestors."
Xu Shangshu's expression cracked for a moment.
People and ghosts have different paths, and he doesn't want to see his ancestors.
He led everyone towards Xu's ancestral hall in a daze.
The Xu Family Ancestral Hall is located on the right side of the front yard of Xu Mansion, occupying the best Feng Shui location in Xu Mansion.
The closer Su Ruotang got to the ancestral hall, the stronger the cold atmosphere felt.
She pursed her lips and secretly cast a talisman on the unlucky guy.
The unlucky man felt that his almost crushed soul stabilized the moment the talisman entered his body.
He breathed a sigh of relief and floated behind Su Ruotang with lingering fear.
A family with great fortune, a place where ancestral spirits gather in the ancestral hall, where lonely ghosts dare not approach.
But Xu Shangshu has never been so afraid of coming to the ancestral hall as he is today.
He pushed open the door of the ancestral hall with shaking hands.
The cold wind blew, and his calves trembled, and he almost knelt down. He turned to look at Su Ruotang, "The third...the third prince's concubine..."
Su Ruotang glanced at the ancestral hall, disappointment flashed across his face, "Your ancestor is not here."
Hearing Su Ruotang's words, Xu Shangshu breathed a sigh of relief.
Su Ruotang stopped and stood outside the ancestral hall, looking at the spiritual tablets inside, her delicate little face gradually becoming serious.
Mo Jinming glanced inside the ancestral hall and saw no other ghosts.
At this moment, he couldn't tell whether he was feeling disappointed or grateful.
Mo Ronyan said calmly: "The ancestors of the Xu family don't want to see such unfilial descendants as you."
Xu Shangshu: "..."
Although he respects his ancestors, he doesn't want to see his ancestors who have become ghosts.
Well.
It works out like this.
They are indeed unfilial descendants.
"Brother and sister, what's going on?"
Su Ruotang glanced around and said in a cold voice, "The ancestors of the Xu family are all people who have reached the end of their lifespan. When they died, the ghosts took their souls and reincarnated them."
"And the good fortune they left behind after their deaths has always protected future generations."
"Half a year ago, someone set up a formation around this ancestral hall to steal good fortune and transport resentment and bad luck to the descendants of the Xu family."
Mo Jinming sighed with emotion: "Brother and sister, following you, my second brother will be well-informed."
Next time, even if you tell him that there is a demon, he won't be surprised.
Mo Ronyan's cold voice sounded cold in response to the cool breeze in the ancestral hall, "Can it be broken?"
Su Ruotang raised his finger and pointed at the banyan tree next to the ancestral hall: "dig up this tree."
"No!" Before Xu Shangshu could speak, an old voice came.
The old lady of the Xu family walked forward shakily with the support of her maid, "This is the tree your grandpa planted after he got the honors. Master said that the Xu family is protected and cannot be dug!"
Xu Shangshu quickly stepped forward to support Mrs. Xu: "Mother..."
As soon as the words left her mouth, Mrs. Xu interrupted her by punching her cane, "This tree is the blessing tree of the Xu family. You must not dig it!"
Xu Shangshu seemed to have remembered something and said in shock, "Mom, think about it, has Yuanyuan become more and more unlucky since the master came here?"
Mrs. Xu's expression changed slightly.
Her Yuanyuan seems to have had bad luck since the master saw it.
Although I was unlucky before, I only fell flat occasionally.
We wouldn't be like now, almost choking to death when drinking water, feeding a fish to the point where it falls into the lake, sitting in a carriage and the wheel breaks, and the whole body is covered in injuries...
"But this doesn't mean anything. Everyone has bad luck sometimes..."
Xu Shangshu took a deep breath, endured it again and again, and decided not to tell Mrs. Xu that Yuanyuan was possessed by an unlucky ghost.
He lowered his voice: "Mom, Yuanyuan is possessed by an evil spirit. She said she has to dig up this tree to cure her."
"Possessed?" Mrs. Xu was surprised.
Xu Shangshu thought of the unlucky guy and continued to deceive Mrs. Xu with lingering fear, "It was Elder Qintian Jianfeng who asked the third prince's concubine to come."
Elder Qintian Jianfeng saved his deceased father forty years ago.
His mother trusted him very much.
Sure enough, when she heard that it was Elder Feng who asked Su Ruotang to come, Mrs. Xu's face showed confusion, "But master..."
"Mom, do you believe in the unknown master, or do you believe in Elder Feng?" Xu Shangshu directly prescribed strong medicine.
