Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 337

The matter of Zhuang Yuansheng was actually the result of Gui Zongpu passing on the disaster secretly. Because that catastrophe cannot be escaped, someone must bear its coming, but anyone can, except the descendants of the Zong family.

And Zong Pu would do this because the Ksitigarbha King was not around, so he dared to interfere in the affairs of the Yang Realm.

Gong Ze and Zong Che investigated a lot of things, but they didn't want to tell her. They settled the matter quietly and let her act as if nothing happened. This world is bloodthirsty and cruel, and she has experienced too much. No need to face it from now on.

She just needs to stay under their wings with peace of mind.

Zong Che owed her, and Gong Ze just happened to learn the secret by accident.

Jiang Luofan also investigated a lot of things, but compared to Zong Che, he was a bit worse. After all, he was a Yang person, and the things he could do were limited.

It's late, the meeting is over.

Zong Che flashed upstairs with the man, came directly to the front of the room, stood firmly, opened the door and walked in.

"Go to bed early, you don't have to think about other things, and you don't need to take care of them. You don't have to make plans after you give birth to the baby."

Zong Che pulled her to the edge of the bed and sat down, bent over to take off her shoes, then got up to signal her to go back to the bed and lie down, and tucked in the quilt.

"Well, I can't control it even if I want to. It's impossible for me not to think about it. Brother Wei Yi has been taken back to An's house now. I don't know if it's a disaster or a blessing. I always feel that An Jixing is weird."

An Xiangwan now wanted to break into An's house and snatch him away.

"The An family probably won't do anything to him about your stepbrother. If they really wanted to, they should have sent him to reincarnate back then."

Zong Che comforted her and said that An Weiyi is still safe now. As for his soul, he had issued a secret search order in the underworld a long time ago, but he has not been able to find it so far.

An Xiangwan also felt that it made sense, so she nodded and went to bed first. The baby in her stomach is the most important thing now, and she will have to wait at least two more months for the baby to come out.

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settle down.

The backyard is full of braziers, forming a big circle, 28 pots, and every two pots are inserted with a spirit-calling streamer, black, white, red and yellow.

In the center of the brazier, there was a small bed made of Zhang Ming's yellow cloth, on which lay a young man. His face was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and his handsome features were [-]% similar to An Xiangwan's. It was An Weiyi.

There were seven capable disciples of An Jixing present. They were all among the top seven in the family. They were wearing dark blue Taoist robes and were full of energy.

At the head of the bed, there are thick mahogany rectangular tables, with both ends tilted up, on which are placed ritual objects and sacrifices. In addition, there are several paths leading to the small bed made of white flour around them, the purpose of which is to attract souls.

An Jixing wore a bright yellow and black Taoist robe and a Tai Chi Taoist hat on his head. He held the emperor bell in one hand, and put the yellow talisman on the candle with the other hand to burn it.

As the mantra was recited, a dark wind blew up in the peaceful surroundings, raising the white flour on the ground, blurring the vision for a moment, vaguely, as if hearing an ethereal male voice, seeming to be far away...

However, this phenomenon did not make everyone present in the arena fearless.

"Master..."

At this time, a disciple's voice sounded nervously.

"Concentrate."

An Jixing didn't open his eyes, and continued to chant the interrupted spell.

(End of this chapter)