The temple is located at a street intersection in the south of the city. The environment is deep and the cold wind blows by, making people stand tall with hair. There is an old mulberry tree in front of the door, which is not in touch with each other, and it is tall and canopy. When the cold wind blows, it makes a clamor, just like the crying ghost howling, making people look so scared.

Even though Mr. Hong is very brave, every time he comes to the temple, he always feels a little panicked when he looks at the mottled shadow. Chunniang is even more gloomy. Why is it so gloomy and terrifying in this broad daylight?

Fortunately, Mr. Hong was surrounded by a housekeeper and eight strong men carrying heavy boxes, so that Mr. Hong and Chunniang would not be scared to escape on the spot.

Suddenly, with a squeak, the gate of the temple opened automatically. Such a fantasy performance immediately scared Mr. Hong and his group of people, and Chun Niang screamed in dismay, unable to stop it for a long time. It was not until Mr. Hong gave her a big mouth that Chun Niang stopped screaming.

"A distinguished guest is here, I forgive the old woman for being inconvenient in her legs and feet, so she cannot welcome the guests in person." An old voice came from the temple, which shocked Mr. Hong and his group again.

However, Mr. Hong was a hero in the end. Although he was panicked, he tidied up his clothes and walked towards the temple seriously. His expression was timid and hesitant. Chunniang, the housekeeper and the group immediately followed him quickly when they saw Mr. Hong enter the door.

As soon as they entered the temple, everyone saw an old woman sitting upright under the statue of the god in the hall, with silver hair and fierce eyes, but her skin was as white and tender as a girl in the 28th century, which was very strange and unpredictable.

As for the statue, it looked very ferocious in the dim environment of the temple, which made Mr. Hong and his group afraid to look at it, and they didn't dare to take a second look.

"It turned out to be Mr. Hong. Today, the magpies are coming. When a noble person comes to visit, it will not be so." As soon as the witch opened her mouth, her black and rotten teeth made Mr. Hong feel disgusted, but the witch's words were quite regular, which made people take a high look.

"Mother-in-law, you're polite." Mr. Hong said with disgust. As he said, he winked at Chunniang and others behind him.

Chunniang and others immediately understood and placed four large boxes in front of the hall door and opened them one by one. They were all rare items such as gold, silver, silk, and old ginseng, which were of great value.

This time, Mr. Hong spent a lot of money. These things alone were about one-third of all the Hong family’s savings over the years. It can be seen how deep the hatred Mr. Hong has for the Qin family is in his heart!

A trace of greed flashed in the witch's eyes. She kept her form as much as possible, but the smiley faces that were like a flower still revealed her emotions: "Mr. Hong, please mention what instructions you have, the old lady will never refuse."

Mr. Hong took a deep breath and said in a gloomy voice: "I want Qin Yi to die, can my mother-in-law do it?"

"What?" The witch stroked Jin and Yin's hand and paused, looking at Mr. Hong with a gloomy expression. "Mr. Hong, you should know that my temple has regulations with you, and you cannot cross the boundary."

"Aren't these things enough? Then what if you double it?" Mr. Hong's voice was still low, showing the true nature of Xiaojie, and no longer had the previous trembling.

The witch showed a look of struggle on her face, but she still pulled her hand back without hesitation and said firmly: "Master Hong, my temple has been in Pingyu County for nearly a hundred years. Some rules cannot be broken. Please forgive me for my love."

Mr. Hong looked at the witch for a long time, and saw that the other party's firm expression was indeed impossible to relax. Then he changed his tone and said, "Qin Yi cannot, there should be no problem with the Qin family's little boys, right?"

“…”

The witch seemed to have hesitated. She looked at the four boxes in front of the hall gate, and finally couldn't help but ask, "I wonder where Mr. Hong is going to?"

When Mr. Hong heard this, he showed a cold smile on the corner of his mouth: "There is no need to do anything. Let them be bedridden for a few months first. As for the future, you can take it slowly." Speaking of this, Mr. Hong looked up at the witch: "This little thing should not be difficult for mother-in-law, right?"

The witch looked at the four boxes again, silent, as if she had agreed.

"Hahahaha." Mr. Hong laughed loudly, turned around and left. "Mother-in-law, I'm waiting for you good news, don't let me down!"

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The sky is in the middle of the night, and the wind is like crying.

From a distance, the temple at this time seemed to add a bit strange and unpredictable color than the sun. Suddenly, a black light that was hard to see in the naked eye slowly rose from the temple, turned into a black shadow, and shot towards the west of the city.

The Qin family is located near the center of the west of the city. Although the house is not big, it looks particularly elegant and unique. Because of the gradual decline of the Qin family in recent years, there is no one guarding the house outside the house. However, there is an elderly servant guarding the house near the door, and he is also sleepy at this time.

The black shadow came outside the Qin family and was about to rush in after a moment of stopping. But as soon as he approached, a white light flashed, and the black shadow immediately screamed, and the black smoke rolled like fire, and it immediately became smaller than a circle.

"Ancestral energy!"

The witch's screams and scolding came from the black shadow. Obviously, the witch did not expect that the declining Qin family's ancestor was so strong. Moreover, because Haoran, who had a bit of literary spirit in the ancestral spirit of the scholarly family, would have a particularly great harm to the ghost spell.

"It is worthy of being a century-old big family! This business is a bit of a loss."

The black shadow wandered around in front of the Qin family for a while, and finally, the black shadow suddenly split a total of one-tenth of the black shadow, turning into a ball of black water, corroding a half-person-high gap in the white light that was invisible to the naked eye of the Qin family, and then rushed in quickly.

After a few breaths, the originally corroded gap was once again filled with white light, but the light was dimmer than before. Everything was so silent that no one noticed something was wrong, and the Qin family was as calm as ever.

Qin Yun was sleeping peacefully when suddenly a gust of wind blew deep in his soul, making him wake up instantly.

"Um?"

Qin Yun opened his eyes and saw that the closed door had been blown open by the wind. The window frame suddenly sounded, followed by a faint sound of "Huohuo" boots, which were coming from far to near, and became clearer.

Suddenly, the next moment, a ferocious and ugly ghost, nearly three feet tall, appeared in front of Qin Yun. The evil ghost looked around, his huge mouth was like a basin, his teeth were about three inches wide, his tongue moved and his throat roared, making a sound of roaring, resounding through the four walls. Judging from the posture, it seemed that he was about to pounce on Qin Yun and swallowed it in one bite.
Chapter completed!