The ghost division has been entrenched in the ancestral hall for I don't know how many years, and he must be a powerful character, otherwise it would be impossible to drive away the ancestors inside.

The origin of Si Ming is mysterious, and my mother told me that he must be very big, most likely from the underworld.

His voice was cold when he spoke.

But the innate aura that cannot be seen but can be clearly felt directly makes the temperature of the whole room like an ice cellar.

Neither I nor the ghost old woman understood this, but the ghost priest who was worshiped and sacrificed by her was like being subjected to a devastating coercion, and the ghost hand no longer dared to move.

It seems to be hesitating, but also seems to be afraid.

After half a sound like this, I was dumbfounded, and the ghost old woman was also dumbfounded, and the ghost hand seemed to feel the momentum of Ye Siming, so it slowly retracted.

"This ghost division who has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years doesn't dare to hurt you." The ghost old woman's eyes were already wide in fear at this time, this was the first time she had ever encountered such a situation.

You must know that before this, she worshiped the ghost priest, but even the masters she couldn't provoke dared to hurt her, and every time she was invited out, it made people's faces change greatly.

But this time, in front of this man, he was as obedient as a servant, and this ghost division had hundreds of years of Taoism and devoured a lot of incense.

Even if he encounters the envoy of hell, he should not be so afraid, the ghost old woman could never have imagined that Ye Siming is not afraid at all.

"Who the hell are you, who the hell are you!" The old witch looked at Ye Siming at this time, and was already a little frightened to the point that she couldn't speak mellowly, so she could only point at Ye Siming, and roared in horror with inarticulate speech.

The whole room was overcast, and the black fog that came out of all directions in the house was pouring out of the house, and the visibility was almost zero.

The wind was bitterly cold, and I could only hear that the whole old house seemed to be about to be opened, and the cabinets in the room, the tables for worship, were shaking, and the things hanging on the doors and windows of the whole house were almost like an earthquake.

The portrait of the ancestor of the Chen family was in an uproar and burned directly.

I didn't even know what was going on, the whole room was shrouded in black fog, and the ghost old woman screamed in fright when she saw this battle.

Plop and kneel on the ground.

"The old woman has no eyes, spare her life, spare her life!" The ghost old woman knelt down, not daring to raise her head, and I don't know if she saw some of Ye Siming's origins.

Just one sentence, let the ghost division retreat.

This ghost old woman knows that Ye Siming is definitely not something she can afford to provoke, and if she resists, then her fate will be a dead end.

Ye Siming looked at it coldly and condescendingly, unmoved.

Zhong Bai, who was on the side, didn't know when he came to his senses, but he didn't speak, I took a deep breath, then stood up and took Xiao You, and asked the ghost old woman, "Say, what is the purpose of your coming to our village?" ”

The ghost old woman shuddered.

I glanced up at Ye Siming, I was honest at this time, and I probably knew that I was in the same group as Ye Siming, so I hesitated and didn't dare to hide it, so I said.

This old woman is indeed here for me.

The whole village sleepwalks to sacrifice to the ghost division, and she also made the moth, although her goal is me, but it is not what I thought.

It has nothing to do with Qing and Auntie.

She wanted to use me to raise something in their clan, something like a sacrifice to me.

"The old woman is just a grandmother, just looking for some people with special physique, there is one thing in the sect, and one person needs to be sacrificed every fifteenth month."