"The children in our Zhang family are all unfortunate."

Although Zhang Youwei had gone mad, he knew everything that had happened to the Zhang family. "We hadn't written to Longhu Temple, and nobody knew where Zhang Lin had gone after leaving the capital."

Qin Luo frowned slightly.

That letter was most likely written by the Imperial Advisor.

Zhang Youwei's eyes dimmed. "The descendants of our Zhang family all die young. The only way to live a long life is through cultivation, but as long as one cultivates, one will suffer from qi deviation, and there is no solution."

Qin Luo felt that his master's symptoms were different from Zhang Youwei's; his master was mostly normal. "Senior, I want to know why my master left the Zhang family?"

Zhang Youwei sighed, "Alas, many years ago, rumors were rampant in the capital. They said that the imperial star would appear in the Zhang family, making the Zhang family the target of everyone's criticism."

“At that time, Zhang Lin was the youngest in the Zhang family. We kicked him out of the Zhang family in order to preserve the family line.” Zhang Youwei said with emotion, “Now that I think about it, it’s all laughable. The imperial star did not appear, and the emperor did not blame the Zhang family.”

A chilling wind blew through the Zhang Family Ancestral Hall, and scarlet lanterns hung outside. The hall itself was deserted.

Zhang Shouyi stood outside the ancestral hall.

Zhang Youwei and Qin Luo entered the ancestral hall.

Qin Luo looked at the memorial tablet at the highest point, which had no inscription. "Senior, whose memorial tablet is that?"

Looking at the blank memorial tablet high above, Zhang Youwei's eyes shone with pride. "That is our Zhang family's ancestor. He was a true saint, an imperial tutor. He sacrificed a lot for the Great Xia Dynasty, and in the end, he disappeared, his fate unknown."

Golden light appeared beneath Qin Luo's feet, enveloping the ancestral hall, and a stone brick on the ground emitted a faint glow.

Zhang Youwei looked at the stone brick that emitted a faint glow, which was the place where the descendants of the Zhang family knelt and worshipped their ancestors.

A beam of eerie light surged from the ground, transforming into a hideous ghost face that rushed towards Qin Luo, only to be slapped away by Qin Luo.

Zhang Youwei frowned, somewhat curious. "Master Qin, what was that just now?"

Qin Luo frowned slightly. "This is witchcraft, very vicious witchcraft. Does the Zhang family have some kind of enemy?"

Zhang Youwei frowned as he thought of something. "Our ancestor destroyed the evil cult and suppressed the witchcraft sect. He didn't exterminate the witchcraft sect. I never expected them to treat the Zhang family like this."

Qin Luo had contact with the Witch Cult. He met the witch Jiang Li and felt that she was a kind girl. She and her clan were guarding the extraterrestrial demons and protecting the surrounding people.

"The one who cast the spell on the Zhang family is no ordinary person." Qin Luo sensed the presence of causal power within the spell, and the scene Zhang Youwei saw might be related to causal power.

While Qin Luo was thinking.

Zhang Shouyi suddenly rushed into the ancestral hall, his expression terrified. "Grandpa, look at the sky!"

As Zhang Youwei and Qin Luo walked out of the ancestral hall, a purple star appeared in the sky, extremely dazzling.