Fang Xiaoyu smiled calmly and said to Song Yingxue: "My legs are sore and I can't get up yet."
He looked at the tablets in the altar, falling down one after another. There was a "bang bang" sound, but he felt an inexplicable feeling of relief in his heart.
These are the ghosts of the ancestors of the Song family. They were so frightened by his kneeling that they all fell to the ground unconsciously.
Seeing this, the ancestor of the Song family could no longer remain calm.
He hurried over, supported Fang Xiaoyu with his hands, and begged bitterly: "My little ancestor, please get up quickly! If you don't get up, all the tablets here will fall down. I can't bear this sin."
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With that said, he and Song Yingxue helped Fang Xiaoyu up.
Song Laiming and Qi Wankai, who were hiding in the corner, were completely stunned by the scene before them.
"Damn, who is this kid? He can't even worship him. Damn him." Song Laiming cursed in great displeasure.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "sudden" sound, and a sharp stone fell inexplicably from the stone wall of the altar, hitting his mouth on the spot.
"Ouch!"
Song Laiming let out a muffled scream, squatted down immediately, and covered his mouth with his hands. Soon he felt a warmth in his hands. When he opened his hands, he saw two palms of blood and a bloody front tooth.
"Damn it, you actually knocked out my teeth." Song Laiming was so angry that he gritted his teeth and cursed: "This place is too evil. Come on, let's leave here first and go back later. I'll
Get rid of Fang Xiaoyu’s woman. I must give this boy a cuckold.”
"Wait a minute, let's take a look and talk about it." Qi Wan was happy but unwilling to do so. He lay down on the spot and quietly watched the changes in front of him.
The tablets in the altar continued to fall upward, one after another, with a terrifying momentum.
"What...what's going on? Xiaoyu, please help me think of a way. This altar is the foundation of our Song family for hundreds of years. If all the tablets here fall down, it will definitely destroy our Song family.
Feng Shui. Fang Shenren, you must think of a solution for me!"
The ancestor of the Song family turned pale with fright, and grabbed Fang Xiaoyu's hands with a grimace, looking as if he was about to cry.
"I don't know what's going on? So I can't help it." Fang Xiaoyu spread his hands and said helplessly.
"Help me find a way to stop these tablets. They can't fall down any more. If they fall down again, my old bones can't bear it! If the foundation of the Song family is really ruined, future generations will have to scold me to death.
No? Fang Shenren, you must think of a solution for me!" The ancestor of the Song family was so frightened that his legs began to tremble, and he almost knelt down in front of Fang Xiaoyu.
"Alas! Maybe it's because I knelt halfway just now that I had these adverse reactions!" Fang Xiaoyu sighed helplessly and said, "I told you that the Song family can't bear my bow, but you didn't listen.
I haven’t withdrawn from this matter either.”
"This...why am I so mean?" The ancestor of the Song family looked at the rows of memorial tablets of the Song family's ancestors lying on the ground in a mess, and he was so angry that he slapped himself in the face.
"Grandpa, I think this kid must have used some trick." Song Yingxue glared at Fang Xiaoyu angrily.
After hearing this, the ancestor of the Song family suddenly darkened.
He quickly rushed over, grabbed Fang Xiaoyu's collar, and shouted loudly: "Boy, did you do anything to destroy the Feng Shui formation here and make the Song family altar uneasy? Quick, I demand it.
You should immediately think of a way to stop these tablets from falling down."
Seeing the ancestor of the Song family grabbing Fang Xiaoyu by the collar, Qi Wankai and Song Laiming, who were hiding in the corner and watching, smiled proudly.
"It's such a relief. The ancestor of the Song family finally woke up and just did this and beat this kid to death." Qi Wankai gritted his teeth and yelled in a low voice.
Song Laiming also kicked the altar railing out of resentment and said with a proud smile: "It's best to kill this kid with one palm."
The two of them saw that the ancestor of the Song family was about to get violent, and their hearts were filled with great anticipation.
However, at this critical moment, a flash of lightning flashed in mid-air.
"Crack!"
There was a loud noise, and a bolt of snow-white lightning as white as a sword struck down from mid-air, striking Song Shuntian directly in the face.
Song Shuntian was so frightened that he dodged and jumped to the side at an extremely fast speed.
"Ah...how could this happen?" The ancestor of the Song family turned pale with fright, fell to the ground, and his whole body began to tremble.
Qi Wankai and Song Laiming, who were hiding in the corner, were so frightened that their eyes widened and they could not say a word.
"Crack!"
Another bolt of lightning struck from the center of the altar and landed on a dragon-holding pillar in the center.
"Boom!"
The dragon pillar was immediately broken, a piece of jade was shattered, and soon there were loud rumbling sounds.
For a time, the entire altar was shaken.
Everyone was shocked.
"Oh my God! What the hell happened to this... what happened to this?" Song Laiming was so frightened that he crawled up on the ground.
"I'll go, this... this is too weird."
Qi Wankai was no better and kept shrinking into the corner.
The ancestor of the Song family looked at Fang Xiaoyu in panic, opened his mouth wide, and was about to ask a question.
At this time, a thunderous shouting sound was heard in the air.
"Zhao Sheng, you are trying to destroy the 500-year-old foundation of my Song family!"
Looking around, I saw an old man in ancient costume standing in the center of the altar. The old man had long hair, his hands behind his back, and he glared at the ancestor of the Song family angrily.
The ancestor of the Song family was stunned for a while and stared for dozens of seconds before his eyes widened and he knelt down in front of the old man and said in a trembling voice: "My grandson has met our ancestor Kaiji."
He remembered that this was the portrait of the ancestor Kaiji who had appeared in the Song family tree. The Song family had developed from this ancestor since they moved to central China.
Today, hundreds of descendants of the Song family are all descendants of this ancestor. They are known as the ancestors of Kaiji.
"Thank you for recognizing me, the ancestor of Kaiji. Five hundred years ago, our Song family established a strong family business in central and southern China. It has been continuously passed down to this day. It can be regarded as a real family business."
A family in the sense of the word. But I don’t expect that when your generation comes, it will all be ruined. What you do is not good, but you want to make the Witch King of Wanshan kneel down. You... you are a beast. You are trying to destroy the evil.
We are the eighteenth generation of the Song family!" Kaiji, the ancestor of the Song family, shouted angrily, becoming more and more excited as he spoke.
Song Shuntian was confused after hearing this, thinking that there seemed to be nothing wrong with asking Fang Xiaoyu to marry his granddaughter and pay homage to his ancestors!
But the tablets were reversed, and it was struck by lightning. Who is this guy? He even recruited the founder of the Song family.
The more he thought about it, the more the ancestor of the Song family became frightened. The more he felt that Fang Xiaoyu was a terrifying big shot. He was so afraid that his legs, a master at the Nascent Soul stage, were weak. (To be continued)