The old man's eyes fell on Chang Lin.

Chang Lin was in his seventies, but he looked to be in his forties, his hair was thick and dark, and there were not many traces of time on his face.

It was in stark contrast to the old man with snow-white hair and brown face and orange peel opposite.

The old man smiled lightly, or rather, he was not an old man at all, in fact, he was only twenty-three years old, and his name was Shi Heran, and he had fallen to this point because he had forcibly broken the sky.

Similar to Chang Lin's conjecture, what he saw was what was really happening, and Shi Heran had indeed calculated everything in the future like crazy.

More than 2,000 years ago, the Shi family started with feng shui gossip, and in the human world where monks walked everywhere, it was actually not very good to rank first. However, the more such a family is, the more they cling to their defects, adhering to the so-called ancestral rules of passing on men to women, and compulsorily requiring women in the clan to sacrifice all conditions to provide a good cultivation environment for men.

Under years of brainwashing and suppression, the women of the Shi family basically accepted all this.

But when it came to the time of the generation, there was a time screen.

At that time, Shi Heran was recognized as the most talented one among the younger generation. No matter what he cultivates, he can always complete it easily, and the feng shui gossip is also at his fingertips, even in the weakest divination of the Shi family, it is also extremely powerful.

Everyone praised him and exalted him.

Only Shi Heran himself knows, in fact, no, among their brothers and sisters, the most talented person should be his sister-in-law Shi Ping'er.

The little girl was very clever, and she could learn many of the techniques that he needed to practice four or five times to master. Not only that, but she also draws inferences and improves spells, sometimes shortening spells or making them more powerful.

Because of the existence of ancestral rules, Shi Heran could only teach quietly, and Shi Ping'er learned secretly.

thought that no one knew the secret of the brother and sister, until Shi Ping'er was pressed into the ancestral ancestral hall.

The patriarchs and elders scolded her for not trying to subvert the rules of her ancestors.

The little girl was only sixteen years old, stubborn and upright, and was pressed to her knees on the ground, never admitting defeat or admitting her mistakes, but instead stiffened her neck and asked: "Bullshit ancestral rules, why are women born to be inferior to men? Why don't you let us learn magic? Say that we are naturally dirty and unworthy, but don't you two all roll out of a woman's belly?"

These words completely angered dozens of elders in the ancestral hall, and they felt that their dignity had been violated and trampled on, and decided to execute this anti-bone girl who did not know how to be respectful and humble in public.

Before that, they teamed up to abolish Shi Ping'er's skills.

Shi He hid in the corner, listening to his sister's shouting and scolding, as well as screams, and wanted to rush out several times, but he forcibly suppressed his steps.

He is just a slightly favored junior, and he has no right or incompetence to shout with the elders. can only take advantage of the eve of the execution, when the guards are relaxed, and secretly let Shi Ping'er go.

Shi Ping'er was half bloody, her eyes were full of unwillingness, she gritted her teeth and swore: "I will definitely come back, brother, you look at it, I will definitely come back and impress them all." ”

Oh, he said, "I believe you." ”

Shi Heran said that he believed it, but in his heart he hoped that Shi Ping'er would live a good life outside. The Shi family is nothing, but a small feng shui family, since she has gone out, she should not come back.

She is so smart, she will definitely make a difference when she goes to a wider world.

What Shi Heran didn't expect was that the smarter the person, the more obsessed he was.

Shi Ping'er is really back.

With supreme skill enough to kill thousands of people in the Shi family in seconds.

Shi Heran's obsession was awakened by Chang Lin, and he repeated countless divinations, but it was still the same result. He cried and laughed, he looked at Chang Lin, a descendant thousands of years later, and couldn't help but fall into the memory.

Until his figure shook.

Shi Heran finally asked Chang Lin, "Do you have to see her?"

Chang Lin hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Yes." He bowed deeply to Shi, looking like he was paying tribute to his ancestors.

"Then let's go. Shi Heran's figure shook again.

The sins committed by the predecessors will be repaid even if they are innocent, but unfortunately, this time I am afraid that innocent people's lives will be involved.

For the sake of Shi Ping'er, he desperately calculated the future with his life, but he was powerless to change. can only leave a trace of obsession before dying, thinking that maybe you can stop one or two. But the moment he saw Chang Lin, Shi Ran understood that he couldn't stop it.

Everything is predetermined.

Shi Ping'er will not repay her grievances with virtue, she will only have revenge, but in the end, she still hopes that she can maintain the last trace of her nature and not completely fall into the devil.

The last trace of obsession disappeared.

At the same time, he took away the heavy prohibitions on the door.

As long as this scattered door is opened, it will no longer be able to trap her, and these prohibitions will not be left.

Chang Lin opened his eyes in surprise, and with a gentle push, the stone door was easily opened.

There are no tests, no mechanisms.

Is it that simple?

Behind the door was a long staircase, and Chang Lin and Shi Yue walked down together, and every time they took a step forward, they felt a little more pressure on their bodies.

In the darkness at the end of the stairs, something terrible seemed to be hidden.

Unexpectedly, Chang Lin remembered the warning on the ancestral training. If it is not a matter of life and death, do not ask to see Shi Ping'er.

Recalling the old man's crazy appearance just now, Chang Lin hesitated a little more.

"Since you're here, why are you hesitating?" a woman's voice sounded in the darkness.

She doesn't speak Mandarin, with a strange tone, a bit like the dialect of northern Jiangsu.

As she spoke, dozens of oil lamps lit up around her, and the flames in the small oil lamps rushed upward, half a meter high, illuminating the room as bright as day.

The sudden light pierced Shi Yue and Chang Lin's eyes were sour, and he closed his eyes uncontrollably.

When I opened it again, I saw that the two of them were already standing on the flat ground, and there was nothing around them, except for a dark coffin.

The coffin was nailed to the ground, with an iron ring at each of the four corners, and the ring was attached to a black iron chain, which extended out and was firmly fixed to the wall.

"Come and push the coffin board away. The voice rang out again.

Shi Yue and Chang Lin looked at this strange scene and never moved.

Shi Ping'er chuckled, and a mocking laugh passed through the coffin and fell into the ears of the two, "Tsk, I didn't expect you juniors to become so timid." ”

This was not the case with my family back then.

Shi Yue gritted his teeth, now that they are here, no matter what it is, they have to see it.

He put away his crutches, strode forward, and reached out to push the coffin board open.