Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

Recalling the tragic experience last night, fear flashed in Hao Ziyin's eyes.

Cheng Yunheng was vindictive and petty. He knew that he almost became Fu Jiuqing's child supporter, but he tried hard to torment him.

This guy can't sleep for a while, is thirsty for a while, and wants to eat midnight snacks for a while.

After a while he said he needed to go to the bathroom, and finally said he couldn't sleep and asked him to sing nursery rhymes to sleep him off.

He thinks of himself as a three-year-old baby who still needs to be lulled to sleep by singing nursery rhymes.

Hao Ziyin swore that he had never seen a man better than Cheng Yunheng in his life!

Qin Baichen saw the fear on Hao Ziyin's face and raised his lips with a smile: "Please take care of Yun Heng during this period of rest."

"..." Hao Ziyin's expression was slightly distorted.

He actually planned to say goodbye today.

If he stays in the Qin family any longer, he may lose ten years of his life!

Hao Ziyin took a deep breath and said under great pressure: "Master Qin, my father called last night and said that the Investigation Bureau has been busy recently and I am going to go back to help."

Qin Baichen stood up, stretched his sleeves casually, and said in a calm tone: "What a coincidence, your father called this morning and said he would be visiting in the afternoon. I will tell him personally when he arrives."

"!" Hao Ziyin's face turned ashen.

He felt the great malice of fate.

The sense of oppression from Master Qin and the reminder from his father were trying to force him to death!

But Cheng Yuncheng was still joining in the fun at this moment.

He patted Hao Ziyin's hand holding the wheelchair, with a harmless smile on his face.

"Zi Yin, I can't sleep without you. Please take care of me for a few more days."

Hao Ziyin said with a smile: "Actually, you will sleep better without me."

He is now a thorn in the side of the Qin family.

Only by staying out of their sight can you save yourself.

Cheng Yuncheng stared at his blue eyes and said with a smile: "This is definitely your illusion. Without you, I wouldn't have been able to sleep peacefully last night."

Hao Ziyin resisted the urge to roll his eyes and advised kindly: "Actually, it's not bad to let Fourth Young Master He come to accompany you."

"He Rongsheng and He Laosan have been having a lively fight recently. You also know that the two brothers have been feuding for a long time, so I won't disturb him."

"The little follower named Liu can also come to accompany you."

"Liu Lingrui has gone to Min County, and not everyone from the Qin family can come in."

These words completely blocked Hao Ziyin's escape route.

While the two were fighting back and forth, Qin Baichen took Fu Jiuqing's hand and left the room.

*

Afternoon, half past one.

The solemn and antique Qin family ancestral hall.

Fu Jiuqing relied on the strength of Qin Baichen's palm to slowly get out of the car. The majestic and elegant wooden ancestral hall was clearly reflected in her eyes.

The plaque on the door of the ancestral hall has the four characters "Qin Family Ancestral Hall" written on it.

Mr. Qin walked forward with slow steps, supported by his guards.

Behind him were Qin Jinkang, Qin Luobai and his son, Qin Haihui, Qin Yisheng and his son.

There is also a middle-aged woman who is also wearing a black cheongsam. She is dressed in a low-key manner but still has the aura of a lady.

The years and years of wind and frost have left traces of elegance that cannot be concealed on her well-maintained face.

Behind him was Cheng Yuncheng, who was pushed in a wheelchair by his guards.

Patriarch Qin said: "Everyone is here, let's go in."

Qin Baichen held Fu Jiuqing's hand, walked behind the old man, and entered the main entrance of the ancestral hall.

The interior decoration of the ancestral hall is solemn and solemn, giving it a sense of simplicity and orderliness.

A group of people climbed up the stairs.

There are two majestic stone lions guarding the door of the main hall of the ancestral hall.

The head of the Qin family walked to the shrine, looked at the tablets of his ancestors, pushed away the guard's supporting hand, and handed the dragon-headed staff to him.

Qin Baichen let go of Jiuqing's hand and whispered to her, "Wait for me."

He stepped forward, took three incense sticks from the table and lit them.

The head of the Qin family, who was standing at the top, supported his old body and kowtowed to the ground, bowing three times to the densely packed tablets.

"Thanks to the blessings of our ancestors, my son Bai Chen is in good health and he is now married to a wife.

Today I brought the couple here to pay homage to their ancestors and ask them to bless them with safety and health, and to be free from illness and disaster. "

After the head of the Qin family stood up, he respectfully took the incense from his son's hand and inserted it into the incense burner.

He took a few steps back and said solemnly to Qin Baichen, "Take your wife to offer incense."

Qin Baichen responded, walked to Fu Jiuqing's side, took her hand and walked to the shrine.

The two Qin family guards walked to the table and each took three incense sticks and lit them.

Fu Jiuqing, who was standing in front of the shrine, looked up at the Qin family's ancestral tablet.

Comparing the solemn demeanor of the Qin family, the corners of her lips curved into an intriguing arc.

No one saw the strange and twisted shape formed by the faint green smoke rising from the heavy incense burner.

Under normal circumstances, the green smoke would float upwards, but it stayed in the void for a long time.

Qin Baichen took the three sticks of incense handed over by the guard and found that Fu Jiuqing was motionless.

The other Qin family members behind her also looked at her doubtfully.

Qin Baichen called in a low voice: "Qingqing?"

Helping Jiuqing regain her consciousness, she turned her head and looked at the only two men beside her who had an indifferent expression.

She pursed her lips and smiled, then took the three sticks of incense handed over by the guard.

With her fair and slender fingertips, she gently twisted three sticks of sandalwood and played with them casually.

Qin Baichen didn't notice the small gesture of supporting Jiuqing, nor did he kneel down like his father. Instead, he bowed three times to the Qin family's memorial tablet, and then handed three sticks of incense to the guards around him.

Seeing that his daughter-in-law was motionless, the head of the Qin family reminded her.

"Girl Jiuqing, Bai Chen only needs to bow three times. You have to kneel down and kowtow three times."

Fu Jiuqing didn't know why Qin Baichen didn't need to kneel down to the ground, but she couldn't even bow, let alone kneel down.

She held three sticks of incense in her hands and looked at the Qin family with her eyes filled with unruly light.

"I have never knelt down in my life, not to my parents, not to heaven or earth, nor to gods and Buddhas!"

Subconsciously, I don’t want her to kneel down today!

The head of the Qin family did not expect that his daughter-in-law would suddenly make such a fuss, and the pupils of his wise eyes trembled.

Qin Jinkang, Qin Haihui and others also changed their expressions.

Everyone felt Fu Jiuqing's disrespect for the ancestors of the Qin family, and their eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife.

Only Qin Baichen had a look of surprise on Qingjun's elegant face, which briefly disappeared.

He asked in a gentle tone: "But what are the values ​​​​of people in Xuanmen?"

Fu Jiuqing raised the three incense sticks with green smoke in his hand, his eyes were cold and cold, completely intimidating.

She lightly opened her red lips and said proudly: "It's not about being particular, but I'm afraid all of you here will lose your life."

The head of the Qin family frowned slightly. Even in his anger, he could not say a harsh word.

It took him a long while before he uttered a sentence.

"Bullshit!"

The head of the Qin family, who has been dealing with people in Xuanmen for many years, has never heard of such a ridiculous thing.

Qin Jinkang, who was busy with official duties and anxious to get back to work, stared at Fu Jiuqing with a displeased expression.

"Niece-in-law, what do you mean?"

Fu Jiuqing narrowed his eyes and said lazily: "What I mean is that the ancestors of the Qin family cannot bear my worship."

This is too arrogant to say.

The Qin family felt Fu Jiuqing's arrogance, and their expressions darkened again, and the anger in their hearts could not be suppressed at all.

If it were someone else who said this, he would have been dragged out of the Qin family ancestral hall by the guards.

The Qin family ancestral hall is guarded by security personnel all year round. Even some important figures who often appear in the news come to the Qin family every year to worship.

Fu Jiuqing was an abandoned daughter with no background and was used as a pawn for profit by the Fu family. If it weren't for Qin Baichen's happiness, I'm afraid she wouldn't be qualified to stand here.

It was precisely because of her joy that Qin Baichen's health improved rapidly.

Only then did every member of the Qin family present who could call the shots be more tolerant of her.