He stood in the center of the ancestral hall, looking at the ancestors and ancestors in the ranks, and then knelt down with a "plop".

kowtowed three times to the ancestors of the Murong family.

"Murong Fu, the 320th generation descendant of the Murong family, has seen the ancestors and ancestors here......"

In front of those tablets, Murong Fu said a lot of things, all about admitting mistakes and admitting unfilial piety.

Because he's going to do a big thing.

A fact that was unacceptable to everyone in the Murong family.

After leaving the ancestral hall, Murong Fu turned around and looked at the ancestors of the Murong family.

He had never been so obsessed with a woman.

Obsessed to the point where he can dig out his heart and lungs for her.

He clenched his fists, held a key to the Murong family's underground treasure in his hand, looked at it, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't hide his bitterness.

*******

Ye Zhimad returned to Murong's house, tossed and turned, couldn't sleep, simply got up, put on a shirt, and walked out of the room.

Walk around Murong's house.

At this moment, the dragon-shaped diagram on the back of his hand suddenly flickered again.

She remembered the wind chime she saw at the gate of Murong Tiantian this afternoon and what Murong Tiantian said.

The wind chime rang suddenly, was it related to this dragon-shaped diagram?

Don't...... I am an evil thing.

!

But curiosity always pulls her in.

She walked straight towards the gate of the Murong family, the gate of the Murong family had not been closed for many years, and there were more than ten Soul Venerable strength guards outside the gate.

Occasionally, patrols walked by.

Coming to the wind chimes, she looked up at the golden wind chimes, lifted her foot, and stepped through the door.

The wind chimes rang "bell bells", she quickly retracted her feet, although the sound of the wind chimes was not as intense as just now, but it still rang non-stop.

At this time, the old lady, who also couldn't sleep, also came to the gate of Murong's house.

Ye Zhifang's every move was in her eyes.

The old lady saw that the wind chimes kept shaking, so she walked out of the shadows.

She leaned on her back with one hand, and held the cane with the other, and said: "This wind chime, it is still handed down from the hands of my Murong family ancestor, back then, I accompanied the saint to the ancient hall of Xuantian Continent to practice, and I heard that it can drive away evil spirits and kill demons, so Taizu hung this wind chime on the gate of my Murong family, even if the Murong family moved to a different place, but the wind chime is still there." ”

Ye Zhimad turned his head and looked at the old lady.

She didn't know what to do, and the old lady wanted to tell her this.

She was not curious about the wind chime, she was curious about the dragon shape on the back of her hand, and when she saw the arrival of the old lady, she put her hands down, and her long sleeves covered her two snow-white hands.

"Is there any other function besides warding off evil spirits?" Ye Zhi asked wildly.

The old lady's expression changed, and she shook her head and said, "It's gone." ”

After finishing speaking, the old lady turned her face and looked at Ye Zhimad: "Miss Ye still came out to go out so late, is it not used to coming to my Murong family?" ”

"Nope."

"That's the habit of having a bed love." The old lady smiled kindly.

"Huh." Ye Zhi chuckled, he really didn't have a topic with her, raised his head, and asked rhetorically: "What about you, the old lady shouldn't have the habit of falling in love with beds." ”

"Of course not, I just remembered something and couldn't sleep." The old lady slowly came to her side, looked up at the wind chime, and said, "I didn't expect this wind chime to be quite related to you, and you are so welcome." ”

Ye Zhimad looked up, his brows furrowed deeply.

Old lady, this is something to say.