Shen Mansion, ancestral hall.

In the cold ancestral hall, there was only a candle flickering.

Mrs. Zhao pricked up her ears, listened carefully to the movement outside, and waited anxiously.

Calculate the time, and it should be about this time.

Since she was tied into the ancestral hall during the day, she has not entered a drop of water, and she has not even untied the rope that binds her hands and feet.

It's just that none of this is important to Mrs. Zhao.

Because she knew that soon the Shen Mansion would be in chaos-

The woman who was swaggering in front of her during the day would come to accompany her and die worse than her.

Thinking of that person, Mrs. Zhao couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart.

After tonight, An Yuzhi, the poisonous woman who killed her mother-in-law, will definitely become the laughing stock of the entire Yunbian City.

Behind An Yuzhi, the An family, the Yunjiang clan that she has always been proud of, will also be deeply burdened by teaching this kind of daughter.

"Heh......"

When Mrs. Zhao thought of this, she couldn't help but crack the corners of her bloody mouth and laugh.

"An Yuzhi, what's so great about you, don't you just rely on a bit of family background? From now on, your family history is over. Even if you die, the daughter of your An family will no longer be able to raise her head, and the reputation of your An family for several generations will be ruined. This is the price you pay for looking down on me! ”

Her resentful laughter and vicious words echoed through the empty ancestral hall.

Suddenly, an eerie cold wind blew through—

The only candle flickered twice and was silently extinguished.

The entire ancestral hall was instantly plunged into darkness.

"Crackling...... Crackling...... Crackling ......"

At this moment, the tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall suddenly made a messy shaking and colliding sound.

It was as if something was coming out of those tablets.

"Who! Who's where?! ”

Mrs. Zhao was tied up, lying face down on the ground, even if she tried her best to raise her head, it was difficult to see the scene of the tablet on the incense case.

And because I can't see it—

The sound of those tablets shaking made her heart flutter.

"Ahem...... Cough...... Ahem......"

At this moment, a deep hoarse cough sounded out of nowhere, causing Mrs. Zhao to snort violently.

"Who? Who the hell is it?! Who's pretending to be a god! Come out for the old lady! ”

Because she was so nervous, her voice was unusually high-pitched and high-pitched.

"Zhao...... Can't you even hear my voice? Cough...... Cough...... Ahem......"

As the words fell, there was a sound of staggering footsteps, coming to her side from far and near.

Empress Dowager Zhao had a chill on her back.

She seemed to think of something, and stiffened, but she didn't dare to turn her head: "No, I don't know who you are...... Don't come here......"

"Hehe......"

The hoarse voice sneered: "You keep reciting the ancestors of the Shen family, and now that we are here, do you have something to say, huh?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the tablet on the incense case, as if responding, sounded a shaking sound again.

Mrs. Zhao was so shocked that her whole body was trembling, and her dress was instantly half wet.

"I didn't ...... Didn't ......."

Her teeth chattered, but she couldn't utter a word.

"Zhao ......" the voice said coldly: "Tonight, you borrowed the hand of the An family to feed my old wife poisonous soup to eat, and in the name of my Shen family ancestors, curse my descendants, who gave you the guts, do you really think that Shen Wanshan has no eyes in the sky......"

An's, Poison Soup, Old Wife, Shen Wanshan......

If it was Mrs. Zhao's heart before, she might still have some doubts.

At this moment, when she heard this, she directly drank through tonight's plan—

No one can know about these plans......

It is impossible for anyone to know......

If it's not human......

It is the ancestors of the Shen family, the dead old lady Shen, who has really appeared!

"Ancestors spare their lives! The old lady spares her life! Ancestors spare their lives! The old lady spares her life! Mrs. Zhao exclaimed in shock.

Even after she was sent to the ancestral hall during the day, she had already died of her life.

But in her bones, the awe of the gods made her extremely frightened.

At this moment, suddenly with a strong force, he picked up Mrs. Zhao's collar and turned her over from the ground-

Let her face be aligned, the dense tablets on the incense case.

also aimed at the black shadow in front of the tablet, the rickety body and the cloak.

"Zhao's ......"

The dark shadow walked slowly towards her, its head with its hair scattered, and silently approached her.

In the faint moonlight, the lips of the black shadow did not move—

But his voice sounded out of nowhere, echoing in the ancestral hall: "Why do you want to harm my two grandchildren in the second room......

Mrs. Zhao's pupils constricted, and she didn't dare not answer.

She shuddered and said incoherently, "I...... I'm jealous of my second sibling...... Obviously, she can't give birth like me...... But suddenly got pregnant...... It's not fair...... Unfair to me...... The child must not be biological......"

The black shadow gradually stood up straight, and the voice echoing in the ancestral hall became cold and gloomy: "That's why you want to slander the two children and the Jiang family?" ”

"Nope! No! No! Mrs. Zhao shook her head again and again: "I'm not slandering!" Yokogawa's hometown...... Some people say...... Children can't die of poison...... Not pro...... It's not ......"

She was extremely frightened, and her words were choppy and difficult for people to understand.

However, Shen Shu, who pretended to be a "voice" in the corner, understood.

Because of this understanding, the entire ancestral hall fell into an eerie silence.

After a long time, Shen Shu asked again in a hoarse voice, "Who is helping you poison?" ”

"It's Sima Zhao...... What Zhao Sima arranged, it was all arranged by Zhao Sima...... He had arranged it early in the morning...... He arranged it......" Mrs. Zhao said hurriedly.

"You cursed my entire Shen family in the name of our Shen ancestors, but what else do you have, huh?"

"Yes...... There was ......"

Mrs. Zhao didn't dare to hide it, stumbling, pouring beans, and said everything she knew: "As long as the old lady dies...... Shen Chong wants to worry about it...... No more power...... The Shen Mansion helped the spirits to return to their hometowns, and some people intercepted and killed them on the road...... Kill Shen Jiaquan on the road...... He promised me to spare my life...... Ancestors spared their lives...... I'm all forced...... I don't want to...... They forced me ......"

Helping the soul to return to his hometown.

These four words made Shen Shu clench her palms instantly.

In a trance, a picture like a "dream" appeared in front of her eyes again-

In the dream, a dark and cold coffin occupies the entire mourning hall.

In the middle of the mourning hall, she was the only one, kneeling in front of those coffins, sobbing silently.

Endless loneliness and coldness enveloped her.

Only bitter hatred is the only motivation for her to live......

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

"Ancestors spare their lives...... Ancestors spared ......"

Mrs. Zhao was terrified to the extreme, kowtowed, and begged for mercy one after another, shattering the dream-like picture in front of Shen Shu's eyes.

Shen Shu came back to her senses, forced down the sweetness that surged up in her throat, and said in a cold voice: "After a while, if someone comes to ask, tell these words truthfully, otherwise it will ......"

"Tell the truth...... I must tell the truth......" Mrs. Zhao said repeatedly.

Hearing this, Shen Shu bowed his head lightly towards Yingwu, turned around and walked out of the ancestral hall......