The Book of Heaven

Chapter 120 Ghosts
Jianguang, like Xiaguang!

Ma Zheng's eyes are not blind, he should know that these children's skills are not ahead of his, but Zhao Shuying's handling of them is not as troublesome as it was to deal with those bandits back then.

"What shall we do next? The defense of your palace is too weak."

Zhao Shuying's words were actually very annoying. If it wasn't because he couldn't win, Ma Zheng really wanted to beat this woman up.

However, the guard of the ancestral hall is not even a move in Zhao Shuying's hands, and Ma Zheng has no confidence in saying something nice for them.

Pointing to the side door of the ancestral hall, Ma Zheng said weakly: "The door is closed, why don't you knock?"

Who would knock on the door of the ancestral hall to play?

Even Zhao Shuying knew that Ma Zheng was tricking her.

"Bang your head, I don't mind."

"I can't think hard enough. Let's go together. Things like unlocking won't bother me."

The structure of locks in this era is actually very simple. Although Ma Zheng was not the kind of master who printed phone numbers on poles and unit doors in his previous life, it is really not difficult for him to open the locks of this era.

A hairpin flicked a few times, and there was a crisp sound from the lock. Ma Zheng looked back, and Zhao Shuying just dragged the four unconscious guards to a place where the light of the lantern could not reach.

"He is a caring person who cares about killing and burying."

The side door of the ancestral hall, which was usually locked, was opened with a slight push by Ma Zheng, and a gust of wind blew out, and Ma Zheng felt his scalp go numb.

Even though he was an atheist, even though the tablets living in this ancestral hall were not really his ancestors, he was still frightened by himself.

Stealing into the ancestral hall naturally cannot be compared with digging someone's ancestral grave, but according to the rules of the Ma family, if Ma Zheng is found out, let alone Ma Daoming's godson, even if he is Ma Daoming's own son, he will definitely end up in a bad situation.

So he is very smart to put on a gentleman's demeanor.

What gentleman?
That's naturally women first!

"coward!"

It seemed that Zhao Shuying couldn't accept this kind of etiquette from foreign devils. After glaring at Ma Zheng, he crossed the threshold with a long sword in his hand, and Ma Zheng followed closely behind.

The ancestral hall is actually not dark.

The brilliance emitted by those long-burning lamps illuminates the ancestral hall. Because there are not too many furnishings, the ancestral hall looks particularly spacious.

The ground paved with solid stones is as smooth as a mirror, and at the very end is a huge altar, which is against the gable.The altar table is filled with tributes and incense candles, and the ancestors of the Ma family are enshrined in the shrine on the gable wall.

There were five rows of spirit tablets from top to bottom, Ma Zheng just glanced at the tallest and largest spirit tablet, and it was Ma Teng who enshrined it.

"What about the stick you said?"

Zhao Shuying didn't feel much about those spirit cards.

She was different from Ma Zheng, she had seen the Zhao Family Ancestral Hall a lot, so she didn't feel it was deep enough.

However, Ma Zheng knew that almost every name in the shrine left their blood and life on the frontier, and did not hesitate to throw their heads and blood for the rise of the Han Empire.

It's fine if you don't come, since you are here, you can't be too casual, even if you come to steal something today, it doesn't affect Ma Zheng's offering incense to these martyrs.

Seeing Ma Zheng knelt down and worshiped, Zhao Shuying couldn't help curling her lips, saying: "The longer it takes, the more likely I will be discovered, and it will be difficult for you to say that I will leave."

"If I can get out of your clutches in this way, I will be happy."

"Hmph, if you can run away as a monk, can you still run into the temple? Don't forget your roots, this girl has already felt them clearly."

After inserting the incense with a serious face, and kowtowed three times, Ma Zheng got up and said solemnly: "When did you touch my roots? How come I don't know at all?"

"You're a tongue-in-cheek Lear, hurry up and find that stick, and then we'll leave!"

Ma Zheng didn't object to Zhao Shuying's words, but there didn't seem to be any sticks in this clean and tidy ancestral hall.

As time passed, Ma Zheng felt somewhat flustered.

If he really waited until he was captured alive by the guards, he would definitely have a hard time.Zhao Shuying also understood this truth, and when he found it, he couldn't help asking, "Where is the stick?"

"On the beams, of course."

"Oh, yes, Fang Liang, hey, you didn't say that!"

Ma Zheng and Zhao Shuying were almost surprised in unison, they looked at each other, and then looked around the ancestral hall at the same time.

No one, let alone a person, not even a ghost!
But who said that just now?
"On the beam!"

The two of them were in sync again, but Ma Zheng could only raise his hand to point, while Zhao Shuying gave a jerk, waving a long sword and rising from the ground.

"Ah~"

The sighs of his life echoed in Ma Zheng's ears, but the glow that Zhao Shuying squandered bloomed on the top of the ancestral hall like a flower in the epiphyllum.

Epiphyllum is only a flash.

The splendor then fades away.

Ma Zheng raised his hand to cover his mouth, because he saw an unimaginable scene!
She was alive and well just now. Although this is not an appropriate description for a young woman, Zhao Shuying, who looked very energetic, suddenly became quiet in a blink of an eye.

Of course, she didn't want to be quiet, but she had to be quiet.

The Xiaguang disappeared, the long sword escaped, and plunged into the bluestone slab at Ma Zheng's feet.

Immediately, Zhao Shuying's body was held flat by an invisible hand, and slowly descended in midair.

"died?"

Ma Zheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily. In his heart, Zhao Shuying, who was almost invincible, would faint. He fainted without even seeing the enemy. Could it be a ghost?

Thinking of this, Ma Zheng suddenly felt that what he just did to worship his ancestors was so fucking correct.

"Ancestors and ancestors, the young one is a descendant of the Ma family with good roots. You can deal with that chick as you like, so don't come to make trouble for the little one. The little one is also forced to do nothing. Under the eaves, you have to Bow your head."

"Useless things."

The voice came out again just now, and the words were very disdainful.

This time, Ma Zheng could tell that what was hiding in the dark was probably not some kind of god or ghost.At this time, he also remembered the allusion that Ma Detu had said about the Ma family ancestral hall.

Since the other party is not a monster, but an elder hiding in the ancestral hall, Ma Zheng is relieved. After all, he is also a descendant of the Ma family, and the other party is always embarrassed to punish his younger generation. The thickness of the skin should be able to bear it.

Wanting to understand the key points, Ma Zheng's knees softened immediately, and he knelt down on the futon.

However, he didn't ask any senior to spare his life, but kept begging his ancestors to show their spirits.

"Idiot, look clearly, I am a human being, not a ghost!"

I don't know if it's because Ma Zheng's words were too lethal, and he actually forced out the person who was hiding in the dark.

Under the flickering lights, Ma Zheng quietly looked at the figure in front of him.

This is an old man with white hair and white beard, his age is not clear, only his complexion is rosy, his eyes are piercing, and his nostrils are very big, and he keeps spraying white air, as if he is angry the bull?

"The ancestors have appeared, the ancestors have appeared!"

Regardless of whether the other party is a human or a ghost, since they are guarding the Ma family ancestral hall, for two guys who sneaked in to do no good, breaking their legs would be easy!

Now, Ma Zheng began to worry about whether he could keep his three legs.

(End of this chapter)