Chapter 227 The ancestral grave has collapsed [Third update! 】
Ning Suifeng's nose was almost crooked when he heard it.
Dear friends, so many of you came to take pictures of my family’s ancestral grave?
There are still so many people live broadcasting my ancestral grave?
What a jerk!
"A bunch of bastards!"
Ning yelled like a thunderbolt in the wind: "Arrest all these people to me! Confiscate all their mobile phones! Then find their homes one by one, and each person will pay a million yuan. If they can't hand them over, they will be buried alive!"
"what!"
Ning Suifeng's face turned purple with anger: "The Ning family has stood for thousands of years, and they have lived indifferently for so many years, detached from the outside world, why don't everyone know what is good or bad? Is it just so lacking in awe? How dare they let people run away?" Come to the ancestral grave to broadcast live?!"
All of the Ganning family were scolded with their heads bowed.
"Take them all!"
But a moment later, hundreds of cars drove across the road, and they had already surrounded this side. All the people who joined in the fun here, without missing a single one, were all caught in the car and roared away.
…
Ning Suifeng sullenly walked into the thick fog.
The scope of this dense fog is not large, but the dense fog is unbelievably dense. Once you stretch out your hand, let alone five fingers, you can hardly even see your own arm!
"Look for the location of the ancestor's cemetery."
Ning Suifeng's voice was very gloomy.
Everyone is in the white mist, groping forward step by step. At this moment, not to mention that the eyes can't see anything, even the spiritual sense has lost its effect.
Often can't walk a few steps before bumping into a certain tombstone.
Or if the foot suddenly rises, it means that you have stepped on the grave; or if you suddenly go up the steps, you have reached the grave...
In short, this journey is full of bumps and bumps.
Whether it is flashlight strong light, infrared light, mobile phone fluorescence, or even a torch, it is completely useless!
Even cultivators who have reached the realm of infant transformation have lost all their advantages in this dense fog. The strong wind of palms and fists formed by their tyrannical cultivation base can't let the white mist grow. little change.
At most, it’s just a fluctuation, and then it’s over!
In the end, I was still afraid of breaking the tombstone and being disrespectful to my ancestors. I didn't dare to try my best, so I could only suffer step by step.
After a full hour and a half, everyone finally reached the center of the ancestral tomb.
Everyone came to the middle position, and as far as the eye could see, everyone in the Ning family was completely speechless.
I saw the ancestral grave in the middle, just like a huge chimney, with thick smoke, thick white smoke coming out from the bottom!
It's like a fire under the nine springs, and it keeps gushing out!
"What's going on here? Who can tell me what's going on?!" Ning Suifeng's eyes widened and his whole body was shaking.
People in the direct blood of the Ning family on this trip all fell to their knees when they saw this scene, and everyone felt their souls trembling inexplicably.
The previous live broadcaster was right.
In the past, when you cursed and praised others, you would often say: Your ancestral grave is smoking.
But this is just an old saying passed down from generation to generation.
But now...the ancestral grave of the Ning family is really smoking, and it is emitting white smoke—whether it is cursing or praising, there has never been such a thing as white smoke!
Green smoke rising from ancestral tombs—Praising people is good.
Black smoke from ancestral graves—it is harmful to people.
But...the ancestral tomb is emitting white smoke...
This is a bit confusing!
The white smoke did not stop because of the arrival of the Ning family, it was still blowing out crazily, and even at the moment when the Ning clan members knelt down collectively, the rushing trend became even more violent.
After going on like this for a while...
With a sudden loud bang, the entire ancestral grave collapsed, and everyone present fell into the collapsed grave because they were caught off guard.
In the haze, everyone seemed to be real and illusory, and vaguely saw a phantom slowly appearing in the white mist, with simple clothes and faces that could not be seen clearly, standing in the void in the thick white mist .
The phantom stood for a while, then suddenly raised a hand, pointed east—
Everyone looked eastward, but there was nothing.
Immediately following, there was a loud bang, and a sudden thunderbolt fell, smashing the phantom to pieces!
woo woo woo...
A strong wind suddenly blew up.
The white smoke above the Ning family's ancestral grave, which had been condensed before, and could not be shaken even by tyrannical strength, just dissipated quietly and extremely quickly.
At most, it took only half a cup of tea, the white smoke cleared, and everyone in the grave looked up, and the bright and clear sky, the Geng Geng Galaxy, all came into their eyes.
Where are the clouds?
But...where did the thunder and lightning come from?
Also, that phantom... pointing to the east, what is it pointing to?
What is the purpose?
Everyone felt that the ground seemed to be shaking again, and they jumped up hastily, only to find that the entire land began to vibrate.
Everyone flew out together, and the moment they were in the air, they heard another loud bang, and the entire Ning family's ancestral tomb, covering hundreds of miles around, fell together!
The place where the ancestral grave was originally located has become a bottomless pit!
In the deep pit, there was another faint white smoke rising, but the bottom could not be seen for a while. The whole piece of land fell down, and there was no echo of it falling to the ground for a long time!
Ning Qingcheng was startled when she saw this, her heart was in a state of confusion, and she almost didn't fall, but Ning Suifeng hurriedly stretched out her hand and flew out of the deep pit with her daughter.
Everyone in the Ning family stood high above the sky, overlooking this big pit. Everyone had complex expressions, and their emotions were even more indescribable.
If so, almost another minute passed before a series of dull voices came faintly from the ground.
Is this... in the end? !
"What's going on?" Everyone in the Ning family was covered in cold sweat.
"have no idea."
"The ancestral grave... is gone..."
The other person's face was pale, and there was indescribable fear in his eyes: "My Ning family... What did I do to hurt the world? How did the situation change to this point?"
No one else spoke.
The Ning family has been entrenched in this Phoenix City for thousands of years, and when it comes to doing outrageous things... there are quite a few!
After all, if he hadn't done those things, he would have the Ning family today! ?
"Go back first."
Ning Suifeng sullenly, waved his hand: "Come and see what's going on in the early morning when the yang energy is at its peak."
"yes."
…
Early the next morning.
Blind Hong went to the funeral.
Zuo Xiaoduo was dressed in a blue robe, white hemp shoes, a hemp rope tied around his waist, and a filial piety hat on his head, seeing off his godfather.
After all, if you are not your own, you don’t have to wear hemp and filial piety completely. A pair of hemp shoes and a hemp rope are enough.
All members of the Zuo family went to battle, Zuo Xiaonian and Wu Yuting were also present as family members and saw them off together.
The funeral procession went out of the city gate all the way to the southwest side of the city, beside the main road.
That is the cemetery Hong Xiazi had hoped for himself a long time ago.
Zuo Xiaoduo knelt down, knocked his head nine times, and sang loudly: "Godfather, have a good journey, the underworld is blessed, the gate of reincarnation in the underworld is open..."
Between heaven and earth, echoed for a long time.
It is said that after a person dies, the soul needs to be escorted by the closest relatives, go to the graveyard, and then call open the gate of reincarnation in the underworld, so that the dead can rest in peace.
Otherwise, you need to wait for the chance to be saved before you can rest in peace. Before that, you will be reduced to a lonely ghost. One bad thing is that your soul will be scattered and you will never be reborn.
Zuo Changlu wore the same blue robe, with white cloth around the sleeves, black cloth shoes on his feet, and a big shovel in his hand.
The crowd carried Hong Xiazi's coffin down, and Zuo Changlu was the first to jump down, choosing the head and tail for him, and put a high-grade star soul jade under his head.
"Blind man, see you in the next life!"
Zuo Changlu stood standing for a long time, and sighed softly: "Brother, I will cover the earth for you. Blind man, you have a adopted son to send you off. Brothers cover the soil, the star soul protects the spirit, and choose a tomb before you die. This life is worth it. If you are alive in heaven, remember to take good care of your godson!"
He raised the big shovel and dropped a shovelful of loess down.
During the whole process, Zuo Changlu didn't let anyone intervene, including Zuo Xiaoduo, and he piled up a grave bag by himself. He didn't stop until the last shovel.
"Xiao Duo, for your godfather, take this last shovel of soil and do your filial piety as a son of man! No more, no less, don't shake, and don't scatter!"
"good."
Zuo Xiaoduo steadily patted the last shovel of soil on it; then erected the tombstone again.
"In the tomb of foster father Hong Dashui, adoptive son Zuo Xiaoduo stands."
Very simple tombstone.
Finish.
Then... a sudden change happened!
Under the eyes of everyone, the tomb that had just been piled up suddenly had countless grasses sprouting from the tomb bag.
It is almost the moment of the blink of an eye, it is lush and three feet, covering the entire tombstone!
But the change so far is only the beginning, and there are countless vines, which seem to grow out of nothing, and grow longer and longer, one on the left and one on the right, quickly climbing up the grave, and then entangled with each other, wrapping up all the tombstones, in the eyes of everyone present , that is basically like using vines to make a tight door.
The whole process only took about ten minutes, but the entire tomb had already been hidden in the wilderness.
At first glance, it is no different from the weeds everywhere!
The world is mysterious and strange, and it changes so much, it's amazing, it's a spectacle!
Zuo Changlu sighed softly: "A friend in one life, an enemy in two; but in this life, blind man, I gave you a good gift."
Papapapa, unseal all the fine wines they brought, just jar after jar, and dump them on the grass.
"If there is an afterlife, you may not be willing to drink with me anymore."
Zuo Changlu smiled faintly: "In this life, there is no winner or loser...Of course, you go first; even if you win. Brother, I will call you brother at the end and drink this cup."
After finishing speaking, he raised a jar of wine, raised his head and drank it down.
That was the last jar of wine.
(end of this chapter)