"You woman, are you having an affair with Chen Ke? You're always speaking in his favor!" Pan Weiyin was furious when she heard Miao Lingyu say that Chen Daozhi's death at the hands of Chen Ke was his fate, and she immediately spoke without thinking.
"Foolish woman! What are you saying!" Chen Zhenghong roared from his chair, panting with anger. They would be ruined by this foolish woman's mouth sooner or later!
As expected, Miao Lingyu's beautiful eyes turned cold.
"Mom, be careful!" Chen Daozhi shouted to Pan Weiyin the moment he saw Miao Lingyu raise her hand.
But Pan Weiyin, being an ordinary person, couldn't react even if she heard the sound. All she saw was darkness before she suddenly felt something firmly pressed against her face.
"Ahhh!!" Pan Weiyin screamed repeatedly, raising her hand to try and scratch the thing on her face.
But then they heard Miao Lingyu say softly, "Don't touch it, my little spider doesn't like being touched."
Pan Weiyin was immediately terrified, her face drained of color, and her whole body stiffened, because there were countless snakes at her feet, their tongues flicking out, posing a strong threat.
Chen Dao stepped forward and said urgently, "Holy Maiden, my mother didn't do it on purpose. Please be merciful and let her go."
"Oh, I didn't mean it. I just heard this old woman say how talented you are, so you must be very capable. You can choose it yourself." Miao Lingyu actually had no problem with Chen Daozhi himself. She spoke so harshly only because he had such a disgusting mother as Pan Weiyin.
"Holy Maiden, this is asking too much of us. It's like comparing apples and oranges. How could our family of ghost hunters possibly understand your insect-controlling techniques?" Old Madam Chen said, trying her best to control her anger.
"Grandma, stop talking." Chen Daozhi helped the old lady up and looked at Chen Ke, who was watching from the side. "Chen Ke, I know we've wronged you. So tell me, what do you want to do?"
Chen Ke looked at the wooden fish placed next to Chen Zhenghong, "I originally just wanted to take back what belonged to me, but it seems that someone is unwilling to give up. Even if it costs them their lives, they want to take it back. Taking it back is not enough; they also want to take my life right away. If you were in my shoes, what would you do?"
Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Chen's gloomy face suddenly changed, turning into one of utter grief. She cried out, "What do you mean, 'what to do'? You've already taken half of Daozhi's merits back. Daozhi fell seriously ill because of this, Zheng Hong lost most of his life because of it, and now your father's reputation is ruined because of you. What more do you want?"
These tearful accusations made it seem as if the Chen family were the victims, driven to desperation by Chen Ke.
It seems that this old lady Chen may not have any other skills, but she is quite adept at stirring up trouble and controlling public opinion in the family. If she continues to act like this, the audience might actually advise her to be merciful, saying that after all, they are blood relatives who are still connected by blood.
But Chen Ke had no intention of wasting any more time arguing with her. The reason he'd been standing there so long, besides being genuinely curious about the real reason Chen Zhengxin had given up on the original owner of this body, was also...
Chen Ke looked up at the sky.
Before anyone knew it, layers of dark clouds had obscured the bright moon in the sky, and a cold and eerie atmosphere enveloped the Chen family mansion.
The Ghost King of Coffins is about to appear in the world.
Chen Ke looked at the Chen family members under the light, "I will definitely take back what belongs to me. As for other debts, we'll settle them after you survive the death of the Ghost King of the Coffin."
After Chen Ke finished speaking, he quickly retrieved his wooden fish. This wooden fish was only useful in his hands; it was just an ordinary wooden fish to anyone else.
The moment the wooden fish was held in my hand, a chilling wind arose.
"Chen Ke, what did you mean by what you just said?" Chen Daozhi couldn't help but ask, looking at the strange natural phenomenon.
"Don't you know that the ancestral home of the Chen family is suppressing a ghost king of coffins?"
Upon hearing this, not only Chen Daozhi, but also Chen Zhenghong and Chen Zhengxin were completely dumbfounded. Chen Zhengxin, who had just been looking lost and half-dead, grabbed Chen Ke and asked urgently, "Chen, Chen Ke, explain yourself clearly. What do you mean by suppressing the coffin ghost king?"
Chen Ke flung Chen Zhengxin's hand away and said coldly, "You've lived here for decades and you didn't know anything? You expect me, someone who's only been here for a few days, to know?"
The wind outside was cold and biting. The people who were standing in the courtyard hurriedly went into the house. They had just been watching the show, and now they were suddenly told that the Ghost King was about to appear in the world. They hadn't even adjusted to the situation yet.
They even had the leisure to joke around.
"So it seems the Xuan Dao competition has been moved up?"
"I have a feeling that something is wrong. There's a conspiracy behind this Xuan Dao competition."
"What conspiracy? You've just been influenced by the Chen family's grand conspiracy, and everything looks like a conspiracy to you."
"Who can argue with that? Who would have thought that the dignified head of the Chen family would resort to any means to seize his nephew's merits?"
Just as everyone was talking at once, a chilling sound of gongs and drums suddenly came from the courtyard: "Clang clang... boom boom boom..."
Everyone was stunned, and they held their breath as the room suddenly fell silent.
Then, the bright lights flickered a few times before going completely dark.
The atmosphere instantly became tense as soon as the lights went out.
Everyone present took out their magical artifacts. Miao Lingyu solemnly took out the bell for controlling the Gu worms, while Li Yulou had his green corpses surround him, constantly making hand seals and chanting incantations.
Seeing that these Taoist practitioners looked like they were about to fight the Ghost King of the Coffin in the pitch-black darkness, Chen Ke couldn't help but remind them, "Everyone can turn on their phone flashlights."
Those who smeared the search for the magical artifact: ......
That seems to make sense.
In the darkness, the first to light up was Miao Lingyu's Pear 14, whose light was incredibly bright, instantly illuminating a large area.
Everyone instinctively looked away from the light for a moment before opening their eyes.
But the moment he opened his eyes, his expression changed.
"Where is this place?"
"My God, how did things turn out like this?"
As more cell phone lights came on, everyone realized that the surrounding environment had undergone a dramatic change.
"It looks like a theater?"
"How did we end up at the theater? Is this some kind of trick?"
“Whether it’s an illusion or not, I’ll find out soon enough!” said one of the Mountain Moving Taoists.
He took out a bag of black dog blood, stuck three incense sticks into a white radish, knelt down and kowtowed three times, then got up and splashed the black dog blood all over the ground.
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The scene remained unchanged.
"It seems it's not an illusion." The Mountain Moving Taoist spends his days wandering among ancient tombs and graves, and is adept at breaking through illusions and other such tricks.
I firmly believe that what I can break through is just an illusion, and what I can't break through isn't.
"Ding ding ding... Ding ding ding..." Just as everyone was filled with surprise and doubt, another burst of opera music rang out, followed by a stage with lights shining in front of everyone.
Everyone stared intently, and then heard the voice of an actor, "Eeeeeeeeyaya...yayaya..." Before they could figure out what was going on, a woman with heavy makeup and a theatrical costume walked onto the stage and came to the crowd.
Bai Zhiyun?
Chen Ke frowned as he looked at Chen Daozhi, only to find that Chen Daozhi's expression showed even more shock than his own.
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