Li Chengfeng touched his painful buttocks and still couldn't believe that the founder actually existed. He had given him a dream and kicked him just now.

It was too scary to think that the Patriarch was going to take him away.

I knew in my heart that Grandmaster was angry.

I hurriedly got up from the bed and knelt in front of the portrait of my grandfather. I was surprised to find that the grandfather in the portrait had his eyes slanted and his mouth curled up, looking very unhappy.

Li Chengfeng hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, muttering to himself.

"Master Patriarch, it's all my fault for letting those bastards overturn your dining table and destroy your job."

"It's all my fault. I can't beat them. If I could beat them, I would definitely beat the shit out of them."

"Master Patriarch, don't worry, I will definitely make them pay the price. Don't be angry and don't take me away."

"If you take me away, who will offer you incense in the future?"

"That porcelain incense burner is broken. Tomorrow I will buy you a gold incense burner."

Li Chengfeng knelt in front of the portrait, kowtowing while explaining, and occasionally peeked at the portrait.

When talking about the golden rice bowl, the patriarch in the portrait narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and nodded.

The patriarch in the portrait nodded and returned to his usual peaceful appearance.

Looking at the portrait of his ancestor, Li Chengfeng took a deep breath, a little unclear whether it was a dream or reality.

It feels very real, but also feels extremely unreal. How could the characters in the portrait move?

I'm afraid no one would believe such a thing.

Li Chengfeng returned to bed in a daze and continued to sleep, sleeping until dawn.

next morning

Li Chengfeng sat up on the bed, his butt hurt very much, and there were two more purple bruises. Thinking of what happened last night, which seemed like a dream but not a dream, he still felt panic in his heart.

He hurriedly got up from the bed and came to the altar table. He looked at the portrait of the ancestor. There was no change. It was exactly the same as usual, with a peaceful and fairy-like expression on his face.

Li Chengfeng stared at the portrait of his ancestor without blinking, and asked cautiously.

"Master Patriarch, did you give me a dream last night?"

The portrait remained motionless and showed no response. Li Chengfeng continued to ask twice. The patriarch in the portrait suddenly showed an impatient look, and then nodded vigorously.

"Oh, shit!"

Li Chengfeng was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. He looked at the portrait of his ancestor with horrified eyes, and he was already sure in his heart that what happened last night was indeed true.

At this moment, the portrait of the Patriarch suddenly spoke.

"Little slippery man, hurry up and buy a golden rice bowl for me. If you can't buy it, I will take you away tonight."

Li Chengfeng hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed twice, raised his left hand above his head and said solemnly.

"Master Patriarch, just wait, I will buy you a golden rice bowl."

The Patriarch in the portrait just nodded, and then returned to his usual appearance.

Li Chengfeng put on his clothes in a panic, took the 100,000 yuan, ran out of Suiyuan Hall, and locked the door.

All the glass on the door fell off and there was a big hole. I had to find a technician to replace the door when I was free.

As soon as Li Chengfeng went out, a luxury car stopped in front of him. The person in the car was Ye Mengyao. She rolled down the window and asked in confusion.

"Mr. Li, are you okay if you go out so early?"

Ye Mengyao came just in time and asked her to drive there to avoid taking the bus.

As soon as Li Chengfeng got in the car, Ye Mengyao took out a small plastic bag with a few hairs and nails in it and said with a smile.

"I rummaged through the trash can outside Ye Wuming's room for a long time before I found these things."

"When will you show me the curse spell?"

"We'll talk about it later."

"I'm in a hurry now, take me to the gold shop first."

No matter what, it is not as important as buying a job for the ancestor.

At this time, Ye Mengyao's attitude towards Li Chengfeng has changed a lot. He is no longer cold and cold?

Soon they came to a gold store called Shenghai Gold. Seeing Li Chengfeng running in in a panic, Ye Mengyao who was following behind asked in confusion.

"Mr. Li, do you want to buy gold and silver jewelry?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

Li Chengfeng walked around the Shenghai Gold Store and took a fancy to a gold incense burner, a pair of gold candlesticks and two gold fruit plates.

These items together cost more than 800,000 yuan, and Li Chengfeng only had 100,000 yuan on him. Fortunately, Ye Mengyao, a wealthy daughter, followed him.

Ye Mengyao didn't understand why Li Chengfeng bought these things, but she decisively paid for him. The money was not much for her.

What's more, after Li Chengfeng cures his father and sister-in-law, he will be given another 900,000 yuan, so he should be given the money in advance.

After Li Chengfeng learned about the existence of the Patriarch, he did not dare to take it lightly and went to buy some fine incense candles and fruits.

After buying all the necessary items, Li Chengfeng hurriedly returned to the store, placed the purchased gold incense burner, candlestick, and fruit plate on the altar table, and then lit a stick of incense.

He respectfully placed it in the incense burner, bowed to the portrait of the ancestor, and muttered something.

"Master Patriarch, I have already bought what you asked for. It cost a lot of money."

"Master Patriarch, I am not very courageous. Please don't come to see me again tonight."

Looking at Li Chengfeng who was chattering away, Ye Mengyao looked a little unhappy. She spent so much money and bought a bunch of junk just for a portrait.
Chapter completed!