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Seeing that the incense was broken into two pieces, Ling Qin's face changed drastically. When offering incense to the ancestors, the two pieces of incense meant that the ancestors would not accept the incense from the younger generation, or something big would happen.

He hastily pinched his fingers to make the calculation, and said with a sigh of relief: "Xiaozu, don't worry, the old ancestors dare not accept your offer of incense because you are a ghost messenger."

Ling Yiran: "..."

He's just a little ghost messenger, and he's not the Lord of Hell, so why don't he dare to accept his offer of incense?

Regarding the thoughts of the ancestors, he said that he didn't understand much, and he didn't care too much about such a trivial matter.

Ling Yiran looked at the tablet and quickly found the tablet of his biological father Ling Haochen. He bowed to the tablet with respect: "I only heard you mention my father yesterday, but what about my mother? Who is my mother? "

Ling Qin shook his head: "I don't know, I only heard from my grandfather that the ancestor was not married back then, and you were carried back to Ling's house by the ancestor alone at the full moon, and no one saw you at that time. Mother, I don't know who your mother is, and the ancestor has never mentioned this matter to anyone."

"Don't you know who my mother is?"

"Yes."

Ling Yiran asked again: "Why is there no seat in the ancestral hall?"

"The ancestor didn't let us set up a memorial tablet for you, and didn't let us burn incense and paper money for you."

Ling Yiran: "..."

Is it true that every person with a high moral character behaves differently from ordinary people?

Seeing that Ling Yiran didn't speak, Ling Qin thought he was sad, and hurriedly said: "I think the old ancestor must have been very sad about your death, so he didn't allow anyone to set up a tablet for you, so as to pretend that you were still alive. Comfort yourself, you can see how much he cares for you when you look at the room he arranged for you, and since you died, the ancestor has never had any other children, nor has he married anyone."

"I've been dead for so many years, and he still reserved a room for me, so I can feel his kindness to me without having to look at it." Ling Yiran turned and walked out of the ancestral hall, pushed away the next room, a huge cloud of sinister energy rushed towards his face He came here, and quickly got into his body, instantly repairing the yin energy that had been dissipated by the sun, making the whole body extremely comfortable, more effective than his one-day cultivation in the underworld.

He was surprised: "Is there a gathering array in the room?"

"Yes, the ancestor was worried that you would not be used to living in Ling's house after you got used to life in the underworld, so he specially set up a Yin gathering array for you to come back and live more when you have time, and treat this place as your home. You can see how thoughtful the ancestor has thought for you. "Ling Qin entered the room, trembling all over his body: "This place is even colder than an ice cave. I can't stay in your room for a long time as a stranger. I'll just tell you and leave. The photos taken with the ancestors, and the clothes, shoes and socks you have worn since the full moon are in the closet. I won’t say more, you can take a look at it yourself, and I’m leaving.”

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly ran out of the room to bask in the sun to wash away the yin energy on his body.

Ling Yiran's gaze was fixed on the wall for a group photo. In the photo, there was a man who looked similar to him, but was holding a baby in his arms. When he looked at the camera, he seemed to be looking at his lover, with a gentle smile .

He opened the closet, and there were clothes of different ages in it, and they were folded very neatly, which showed that the people who prepared the clothes and those who tidied up the closet were very careful.

Ling Yiran was worried that he would mess up the closet, so he just touched the fabric lightly, then closed the closet and opened the drawer to take out the photo album.

There are only photos of him and his father in the album. Every photo is taken with great care, and every angle is well grasped. Just from the photos, you can feel that his father loves him very much. Unfortunately, after half a year old There is no more picture.

Ling Yiran flipped through the album repeatedly, and he reluctantly put down the photo album until the fifth time, thinking that if he hadn't died, he would have been spoiled by his father and grown up.

However, he was pampered and grew up in the underworld. His adoptive father treated him very well. No matter what he wanted, his adoptive father tried his best to get it for him.

Suddenly, the mobile phone Ling Qin bought for him rang.

Ling Yiran took out his mobile phone and looked, it was the weather forecast message from the Meteorological Bureau.

He put the phone back into his trouser pocket, and suddenly, remembering that he wanted to send a message to Xing Han, he quickly took out his phone and sent Xing Han his phone number.

When Xing Han received the message, he just came back from exercising. When he saw the mobile phone number on the message, he immediately called the other party: "Hello, I'm Xing Han."

Ling Yiran did not expect that he would call immediately, and hurriedly answered the phone: "Morning, good morning."

"Mr. Ling..."

As soon as Xing Han called him politely, Ling Yiran interrupted him: "Just call me Yiran."

"Okay, then, it's okay if you don't come out for lunch or dinner today."

Ling Yiran still has tasks at night, so it is impossible to have dinner: "Let's have lunch."

After agreeing, he immediately regretted it. Didn't he want to dissolve the Yin marriage?

Why did you have a date with the other party?

Especially at noon when the sun is at its most venomous, is he sure he is going to have lunch instead of dying?

Moreover, he has been in the sun for two consecutive days, and if he continues to do so, he may not be able to pass the upgrade exam.

But Ling Yiran had already agreed to the other party, so he couldn't go back on his word. When it was almost time for dinner, he hurried to the dining place fully armed.