After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

Yan Liangping looked at this little girl who would knock three times when the ghost king came.

The little girl looked like Zhang Huaizhen's good teacher and helpful friend. She pointed to it and said, "Go and invite the tablet that fell first, and let me have a look."

Although he has such a great ability, but he is not proud of his talent, Tang Simi's word for his ancestral tablet is "please".

This made Yan Liangping trust Tang Simi even more.

In the eyes of Tang Simi and Zhang Huaizhen, this ancestral hall is not the same at all.

There are ancestors of the Yan family on the large and small tablets in the ancestral hall.

Zhang Huaizhen walked over and noticed that the first tablet to fall was a woman.

Zhang Huaizhen said: "Offended."

He respectfully took down the tablet.

"Miss Yan San." Tang Simi read out, this is the name of the tablet owner.

Yan Liangping said: "This is the memorial tablet of my third aunt."

Third aunt?

Noticing Tang Simi's doubts, Yan Liangping said, "The third girl in my grandfather's generation."

"In special years, and because of special reasons, he passed away early and was unmarried. My grandfather couldn't bear to see my sister wandering outside and become a lonely ghost, so he put her in the memorial tablet at home."

"Originally it was against the rules, but my grandfather was the master, and my family has been enshrining it to this day."

Yan Liangping's grandfather can make a decision, so Yan Liangping naturally doesn't think it's the third aunt's problem.

"She was the first to fall, what do you think?"

Zhang Huaizhen thought for a while: "She is the sufferer."

Tang Simi looked at him with raised eyebrows and said, "It's not too stupid, since she is the one who suffers, what kind of person do you think can bully her?"

Tang Simi said: "You living people have been bullied. Your ancestors are here to eat with him. Do you think he will give them convenience?"

When Yan Liangping heard this, he trembled with anger. They were bullied. His wife was seriously ill and could go to the hospital, and his son could hide in a hotel, but the ancestors were all memorial tablets.

They have been in this room all the time, even if they want to escape, they will hide somewhere...

"Miss Tang, you mean..." When Yan Liangping's family had an accident, he even came to the ancestral hall to beg, hoping that the ancestors in the ancestral hall could protect their family.

"Miss Tang, I beg you, I beg you to save my ancestors." Yan Liangping looked at the fallen tablets.

Yan Liangping originally thought that those tablets lowered his head to remind him that there was an evil spirit at home, but he never thought that the evil spirit had already bullied his ancestors.

"Your ancestors are gentle and good, and you have a good life today because of your good deeds and blessings, but the invading thing is brutal..." Tang Simi pinched her fingers: "He is a murderer."

"He is idle. At home, he only knows how to ask his mother for money."

Tang Simi's tone was slow, as if what she said was not calculated by her, as if someone gave her a book and told her to follow the scriptures.

"He died in his 30s. He didn't earn a single penny before he was alive. He only scolded and scolded his mother, stole her money, and had exhibitionism..." Tang Simi glanced in the direction of the tablet in disgust. .

It seemed that standing there was a person Tang Simi disliked very much.

And behind Tang Simi, there was a woman with her hair tied in a bun and dressed in Qing Dynasty style clothes.

The woman stood behind Tang Simi, carefully holding a small corner of Tang Simi.

It seems to have found a backer.

"The cause of death was that he didn't wear clothes at night, and when he went out to molested a little girl, he waited for a rabbit at the intersection, but he was in a hurry to urinate, and he was electrocuted to death by the leaking high-voltage electric pole."

Now it's not just Tang Simi, the disgust on the faces of Zhang Huaizhen and Yan Liangping is fine.

Even the ancestors of the Yan family in the rows of tablets showed a wicked smile of contempt at the evil ghosts who were mixed in the tablets of the Yan family.

And among the ancestral tablets, the man who was stared at by everyone went crazy in the rankings from embarrassment.

Yan Liangping couldn't see anything, only saw the shrine where Nai enshrined the tablet, and the tilted tablet seemed to be pushed by something.

They all fell from the altar with a crash.

The lights in the ancestral hall flickered on and off, creating a terrifying atmosphere.

Just as Yan Liangping was worried, he heard Tang Simi say: "You and your mother don't care about you, can you come up with some other means besides beating and rolling?"

The other ghosts who avoided him were all stupid.

That's right, isn't this ghost a ghost with no quality after entering the ancestral hall, grabbing food and drinking, beating and insulting people?

This thing is really like a toad, it doesn't bite and respond to people.

It's just that this thing looks like it can bite!

The Ma Baogui was enraged by Tang Simi's attitude, he stopped his mischievous movements, and the ghostly image appeared.

"When you were a teenager, you killed a mentally handicapped girl in your hometown in the countryside, disguised her as a mistake and drowned, and escaped legal sanctions. Are you quite proud?" Tang Simi asked.

Ma Baogui didn't know how Tang Simi knew, he let out a ghostly cry, Zhang Huaizhen pulled out a thunder talisman to block it, but was hit by Ma Baogui, and he covered his heart, this thing is far from easy deal with.

Otherwise, even if a ghost from the ancestral hall fights against him, he should be driven out.

Seeing that he had hit Zhang Huaizhen, Ma Baogui's arrogance grew, and the ancestors of the Yan family had no choice but to avoid him.

"You are alone and a ghost. Standing together, you are quite eye-catching. I plan to take pictures of such a beautiful and charming little girl, but you don't want to drink a toast!"

Ma Baogui stood on the altar, arrogantly looking at Tang Simi from top to bottom, and the third aunt of the Yan family who was hiding behind Tang Simi.

"Now, neither of you two beauties can escape, I will take you both into my harem."

He said, making a wretched laugh.

Tang Simi didn't say anything, but Mr. Zhang Huaizhen got angry. He took out a thunder talisman and was about to kill the ghost immediately.

The ghost was killed by the electric leakage on the electric pole. The moment he saw the electric light, he immediately crouched with his head in his arms.

Tang Simi held his wrist, "What's the hurry, I'm here to teach you today."

Zhang Huaizhen put away the talisman, Tang Simi asked, "Which tablet is he?"

Qi Qi, the ancestor of the Yan family, stretched out his hand and pointed to a tablet on the ground.

Tang Simi chuckled, and the ghost with his head in his arms immediately looked over vigilantly.

With a hook of Tang Simi's finger, his pounce on him was immediately missed.

The tablet rushed into Tang Simi's hands as if it had grown its own legs.

It is written on the tablet that Yan Jun, the ancestor of the Yan family, is honored by descendants.

This is the ancestor of the Yan family, and also the name of the first generation ancestor on these many tablets.

Tang Simi said: "Mr. Yan, go and ask your nanny, how did his son die, what is his name, and where is he enshrined now."