I haven't left the room for half a month.

Li Wenqing frowned. He had never heard of such a thing.

The old Taoist priest looked around and said, "If you can't do this, you don't need to continue talking about this Tao."

"You can do it, you can do it," said Mrs. Li Er first, "not to mention not leaving the room for half a month, even if you don't go out for a year or ten years, I can do it."

Old Mrs. Li asked in the past: "Can you do it all?"

The female members of the clan agreed one after another.

Li Wenqing glanced at the brothers on the side branch, and the man immediately stepped forward: "Old lady, this involves the ancestral tomb and the fortune of the Li family in Taiyuan. Should I ask the Zongzhu what he meant?"

"What I said is," Old Mrs. Li hesitated, "I don't know where the Zong is. It may take at least more than a month for the letter to go back and forth."

"That's too late," said the old Taoist priest, "Since I haven't made up my mind, it's because I'm not in a relationship with the Li family. Let's give up this matter!"

Seeing that someone was about to leave, the women were anxious.

"Since the Taoist priest has entered the Li family, he must make it clear." Ji Yanran stood up. Her face was a little pale, her eyes were covered with red silk, her cheeks were deeply sunken, and her eyes were covered with black blue. It was obvious that she had not had a good sleep. Especially her panic-looking appearance made people feel particularly pitiful. It was obvious that the Li family haunted her tossed her a lot.

The old Taoist priest looked at Ji Yanran, and his sharp eyes fell on Li Lu again: "What have you experienced? Do you need to ask again? This is just a mess. In a few days, it will not be that simple."

Mrs. Li was increasingly feeling that this Taoist priest was powerful. Ji almost got buried. Brother Lu was beaten by a tiled tiles at the door of his house. Could it be that this was God's will?

Li Lu's feet became weak when he heard this. He didn't want to be almost killed like Ji's.

"This matter should be done as the Taoist priest said," Li Lu said in a hoarse voice. "I am not afraid of ghost shadows. I just think my elder brother is pitiful and wanders around the garden all day long, so my mother cries because of this. I believe that the other families in the clan are the same. Since the Taoist priest said that it would not hurt the Feng Shui of the ancestral grave... why not do it."

Li Wenqing looked at Li Lu, saying that after drinking a few pots of urine, he didn't know the southeast, west and north.

Ji Yanran covered her face with her sleeve: "Brother and I almost died. Who can know that kind of feeling? It will be scary when it gets dark. If I hadn't taken care of the Third Master, I wouldn't have survived."

Li Wenqing saw the house getting messy again.

Old Mrs. Li made up her mind: "That's it. Everything is followed by the Taoist priest." As he said that, a box of golden leaves was pushed out, "I will report to the priest, and I will probably give me some face to the old lady."

The old Taoist priest said solemnly: "As everyone is dedicated these days, no one must overcome the rules set by this Taoist Tao, otherwise the efforts will be in vain. Start burning incense and bathing from now on, and don't talk too much to others."

"As for these money," the old Taoist priest shook his sleeves very casually. "I can't even get into the eyes of this Tao. This Tao is just adding merit to himself."

The whisk in the Taoist priest threw away the hand and walked out the door: "The way the Ming Japanese Taoist Association came here to open the altar depends on your sincerity."

Looking at the Taoist priest who was leaving, Ji Yanran felt her palms itchy, and she also wanted to play such a role.

But just a box of gold leaves as props can make people shocking, and the person Li Yong found is very reliable.

When Mrs. Li entered the door, she ordered the maid to fetch water, bring her brand new robes, and urged Li Wenqing: "Master, hurry up, just endure for half a month, our Brother Cheng will be cured."

Li Wenqing had a gloomy face and a little bit of hostility in his eyes. He didn't let him go out. What should those vassal goods do? He also had to go to the Jiang family to work hard for those things.

He always felt that this was not simple. When Li Wenqing thought of this, he didn't know where he reached out to his neckline.

Li Wenqing pushed her over and almost pushed Mrs. Li Er to stagger.

"Master," Mrs. Li was stunned, "What are you doing?"

"What are you going crazy? Can those words be believed?"

Mrs. Li Er said in tears: "Master, Brother Cheng is your eldest son. You have long said that you should find a way to compensate those tribe members who have lost their lives. Now everyone is watching you."

Qian actually came to threaten him too.

"Hurry up, change all the bright tents and put them on the altar. The old lady said that even the people who serve should change their clothes. No one is allowed to disturb the second master and the second wife these days. If you have any problems, you will know the old lady and the third wife."

"The auspicious time is coming. Second Master, Second Mrs. Change your clothes quickly!"

Li Wenqing frowned. Why did he feel that he was going to imprison him?

"Master," Mrs. Li Er hugged Li Wenqing's thigh, "You just follow me!"

In the blink of an eye, the Li family was completely renewed. Old Mrs. Li personally took action and arranged the Li family like a temple.

Ji Yanran sat aside and watched the fun for a while, then instructed Tang Qian: "Don't steal the fruit and eat it, it's time to do it."

The Li family's ritual was very popular. More than a dozen tombs buried at the foot of Dongshan were all dug and buried again after the auspicious time.

During worship, the grave was filled with crying and paper money was flying all over the sky.

This situation has lasted for three days.

Just not far from the grave, a man wearing a mili on his head stood looking away.

"Ugly young master, it's time for us to leave. The boss has told you not to stay outside for too long."

"I'm just taking a look," said the ugly young master, "this memorial is very interesting."

The Li family likes to read and write, so the Li family bought a lot of pens, ink, paper and inkstones. The servant who once served the Li family knelt there in mourning clothes and cried constantly.

What's even more interesting is that I don't know who drew a few paintings. Since the eldest uncle of the Li family was born, started to learn and painted, he finally painted him into a handsome young man. He got married, gave birth to a child, and entered the officialdom, and the family stood happily in front of the Li family.

"Why do you need this?" The ugly young master suddenly said.

"I heard that because the children buried there were all children, they didn't grow up, so they felt resentment in their hearts. These paintings just wanted to fulfill their wishes."

"This time, the Li family is very pious, and many people are envious. It is lucky to be their children and can still be buried in the ancestral tomb..."

The ugly young master said: "A man dies like a lamp goes out, who will really remember them and think about them."

The ugly young man probably felt very stuffy and reached out to take off Mi Li on his face. A scarred face appeared in front of the person.

The handsome young man in the painting not far away seemed to be looking at him with a sarcastic look on his face.

He actually forgot that he used to be like that.

"Young Master, please put it on quickly. Don't cause trouble for us. The boss is still waiting for you. This batch of vassal goods must take action earlier. If you delay, we will all be punished."

The ugly young master hid his face again after Mi Li and walked forward step by step: "Sometimes, it is better to die than to live." He watched the closest person let go of his hands for the sake of benefit and let him sink into the river. When he was dying, he was taken out and branded with scars. As an ugly slave, he was always loyal to his boss.

He was dead by that time.

He was pushed into the abyss and never had a day to turn over again.

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See you tomorrow, treasures.
Chapter completed!