Properties panel, sure enough, there is a change:

[4 Abilities: Manifest (Active)/Move (Ancestral Shrine)/Ancestral Order (9)]

A new ability has been added: Ancestral Order, and the number is also marked after it: 9.

After a little thought, Ye Tianming naturally understood that the nine pieces of incense should be the ancestral order that the system said.

Ye Tianming pressed wildly on the "Ancestral Order" on the attribute panel, but it was in vain, and there was never a half-word prompt.

The ancestral system, and the mall system, are two extremes entirely.

The former is cold, the latter is chattering, but there is one thing that is the same, that is, the critical moment makes him depressed.

"The Ancestral Order, as the name suggests, should be a token that can command the clansmen?"

An ancestral order in hand, delicate, short, back and forth, except for the smooth feel, there is no peculiarity. Change one and touch it, and it's still the same. Nine in and nine out, I tried eighty-one times in a row, but I still found nothing.

"Wang!"

In the tablet, the white dot has an ancestral order in its mouth, and when it bites, the ancestral order is immediately broken into two, and the white dot is naturally unwilling, but it is not waiting for it to bite again, and the two truncation orders are recombined.

Click!

Another bite down......

Bite!

[Belief Value: -1, -1, -1......]

When Ye Tianming noticed it, the belief value had dropped by 8 rapidly.

Stunned, I hurriedly checked the detailed information on the belief panel, and saw that the records were impressively written:

[Repair Ancestor Order Consume Faith 1, Repair Ancestor Order Consume Faith 1......]

Depend on!

Little Yellow Dog, this loser.

In a hurry, Ye Tianming casually slashed at the little dog's head with a sword.

"Wang~Woo~~"

The ghost slaying sword attacked, and the frightened white dot hurriedly dropped the ancestral order that had been bitten in half, and a gust of wind seemed to escape from the tablet.

Ye Tianming watched the belief value become 100, and scolded the little yellow dog in his heart, and then carefully put away the ancestral order and sent it back into the white light behind his head.

"Please bless the Qin family through the crisis, the people are prosperous, the four seasons are safe, the years are more than enough, and they will climb high step by step!"

In the ancestral hall, the clansmen finally digested the sweet dew, each got the benefits, and once again thanked the ancestral tablet, and finally Qin Ye came forward to pray for the blessing of the ancestors.

In the end, Qin Ye led the energetic clansmen to leave the ancestral hall backwards.

Covering the door, he called out to the servants who were pregnant with ghosts, and soon returned to the atrium to rest.

It was the beginning of the month when the yin air was at its peak, the sky was pitch black, there was not even a little starlight, the night wind was cold, the more it blew, the stronger it blew, and the lights swayed through the cracks in the door and window, and suddenly it seemed that the ancestral hall was even more eerie and terrifying.

The yin qi that was originally all over the ancestral hall, under the cold wind, also slowly attached to the ancestral tablet, which made this tablet that manifested as a yin soul wood blessed with some illusory and mysterious atmosphere.

"Hey, why did you suddenly feel lonely after a long time......"

Gu Jing Bubo's state of mind tempered by being trapped for countless years actually showed a trace of flaws at this time, Ye Tianming felt a little cool, just like the big pig's head that no longer raised incense.

At this moment, Ye Tianming clearly realized that his peaceful life was gone.

Next, we should work hard to help our children and grandchildren live a good life, and at the same time, we should be less lonely for ourselves, so that someone can come to worship every now and then, exchange some yin longevity, and continue to live.

Boom!

A gust of wind blew, and half of the wooden door of the ancestral hall was blown far away, knocking down the offering table.

Crackling.

The offerings flew over, the big pig's head tumbled to the ground, the eyes that were originally closed were suddenly opened by shock, the big bull's head spit out its long tongue, and the goat's head erected two ears, which looked even more hideous and terrifying under the dim light that was flickering and flickering.

The little yellow dog had a white spot, and retracted his whole body into the tablet at once, leaving only a dog's head, looking timidly at the gloomy scene in the ancestral hall.

Burst!

Immediately, the ever-bright lamp was blown out, and only the whining wind remained, screaming coldly in the ancestral hall, as if countless dead ghosts were coming to ask for their lives.

"......Ahh

Bang!

On the night of the first day of October, the night was quiet, but there were heart-rending screams, and the heavy sound of heavy objects falling down came from the backyard of the Qin Mansion from time to time......

When the golden rooster announced, no one dared to approach the ancestral hall.

Ye Tianming was in a daze, and was woken up by a noisy sound, only to find that the little yellow dog was sleeping soundly in his arms.

"Oh, it's comfortable to sleep when you're full! It's a pity, but I didn't have a spring dream, hey, winter is indeed less passionate......"

Recalling the gloomy and bleak scene last night, Ye Tianming was very relieved that he also needed to sleep as an ancestor.

Since he was invited out of the mountain, to be precise, after merging with Qin Ming, Ye Tianming's mood has been broken, on the one hand, he has to worry about his yin longevity, and on the other hand, he has to worry about the survival of his children and grandchildren, where can he still open his mind with peace of mind.

No, I was woken up early in the morning.

Moving the little yellow dog's white spot aside, the little guy snorted, licked his little pink tongue, and fell asleep with his eyes blinked again.

A smile hung on the corner of Ye Tianming's mouth, and his figure floated to the door of the ancestral hall.

"How did you do it? Why did the door of the ancestral hall be torn down?

Qin Da's eyes swept around, his face was full of anger, and the hundreds of servants and subordinates around him all shouted "anger" and "wronged" with innocent faces, but they didn't have the slightest fear when they looked at it, obviously they had no fear.

"Ahh

In a fit of rage, the eight-fluted purple gold hammer in Qin Ying's hand danced wildly, driving the whirring wind and frightening these dead slaves to the point that their faces turned pale.

No matter how angry and reckless Qin Ying is, he also understands that these minions can't be scolded or beaten, let alone killed.

This is all sent by the dog emperor himself, and I don't know how many forces are mixed in the middle, and it is clear that they are here to see a good show, and many people still have the mission of doing nothing and not being afraid of big things, even if they sacrifice their lives.

If the people of the Qin clan really dare to make a move, I am afraid that it will soon be thunder and rage, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

It is precisely because of this that Qin Ying is so angry that she screams, but she has no way to vent her bitterness.

"Hehe, the two sons, please calm their anger, this door should have been blown down by the wind last night, and it is not about the minions. Please don't wronged a good person...... That's good. ”

An old man in fancy clothes, with a slightly bulging belly, a slightly fat white face, and a twisted beard observed for a while, before he stepped forward with a happy smile.

In and out of the words, although he looked persuasive, between his expressions and words, it was clear that he did not regard the two sons of the Qin family as masters, but as if he himself was the judge of this dispute.

"Butler Wang, then I don't know who is a good person and who is a bad person?" Qin Dahu's eyes shrank, suppressed his anger, and calmly looked at the old man in front of him, the chief housekeeper of the Qin Mansion in Fuping Town [Wang Shizhong].

Wang Shizhong squinted and stared at Qin Da: "It's good or not, it doesn't matter if any of us say it." If you have to say a good one, then it really depends on the intentions. I don't know what the prince thinks? Then he turned his head and instructed the servants, "What are you doing in a daze? Quickly pull these bad things away and bury them!"

There were five cold corpses lying on the ground, all of them in the costumes of the Qin Mansion, curled up in front of the ancestral hall at this moment, their godless eyes burst out, their hands pinched their necks, and they were filthy under them, obviously frightened.

Soon, the corpse was dragged away, and someone cleaned the ground, and these subordinates looked at the gloomy black hole ancestral hall, and their expressions couldn't help but be a little taboo, and they all tried to avoid the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Qin Ying wanted to stop it, but Qin Da shook his head and signaled that he didn't care.

"Scattered, scattered, early in the morning, the mules, horses, and beasts haven't eaten hot, hurry back to duty!"

Wang Shizhong drove away the slaves in a feigned anger, turned around and smiled at the two sons of the Qin family, clasped his hands behind his back, and slowly paced away.

"Daddy, third uncle! Oh no, the family has been robbed!"

At this moment, Qin Xingwen rubbed his sleepy eyes, half-draped in his robe, pulled his stumbling younger brother, and rushed to report the news while shouting.