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Chapter 227: The Ancestral Grave Has Collapsed  ¡¿

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    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 family's 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 mobile phones! Then find their homes one by one, each person will pay a million yuan, and those who can't hand them over 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 the Ning family were scolded with their heads bowed.

    "Take them all away!"

    But after a while, 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 range of this dense fog is not large, but the dense fog is so thick that it is unbelievable that 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 just walked forward step by step in the white mist. At this moment, not to mention that they couldn't see anything with their eyes, even their spiritual thoughts had lost their effect.

    Often, after walking a few steps, he would bump his head against 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 glare, 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 wave, and then it's over!

    In the end, I was still afraid of breaking the tombstone, being disrespectful to my ancestors, not daring to try my best, and going all out, 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, all the members of the Ning family were 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 is under the nine springs, and it keeps gushing out!

    "What's going on? 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 after witnessing this scene, and everyone felt their souls trembling inexplicably.

    The previous live broadcaster said it well.

    In the past, when cursing and praising others, they often said: Your ancestral grave is smoking.

    But this is just an old saying passed down from generation to generation.

    But 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!

    Smoke rises from the ancestral graves¡ªit is good to praise people.

    Black smoke from ancestral graves - it is detrimental.

    But the white smoke from the ancestral grave

    This is somewhat inexplicable!

    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 family knelt down collectively, the tendency to rush out was even more violent.

    After going on like this for a while

    With a sudden and 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 there for a while, then suddenly raised a hand and pointed to the east¡ª¡ª

    Everyone looked eastward, but there was nothing.

    Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang, and a sudden thunderbolt fell, knocking down the void.?It's time to sprinkle!  "

    "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, foster son Zuo Xiaoduo stands."

    Very simple tombstone.

    Finish.

    Then a sudden change happened!

    Under the eyes of everyone, countless green grasses suddenly emerged from the tomb that had just been piled up.

    Almost in the blink of an eye, the lush three feet covered 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 a glance, it is no different from the weeds everywhere!

    The world is mysterious and strange, it changes so much, it is amazing, it is a spectacle!

    Zuo Changlu sighed softly: "A friend in one life, an enemy in two lives; 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 loserOf course, you go first; even if you win. Brother, I will call you brother at the end and finish this cup."

    After finishing speaking, he raised a jar of wine, raised his head and drank it down.

    That was already the last jar of wine.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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