Li Xiaowen felt that he was a wronged man, he was either looking for Shen Ning all day, or on the way to find Shen Ning, so conscientious, and was told that he looked like a pervert, and he was not even allowed to enter the community door.

Where to reason!

Shen Ning comforted Li Xiaowen, who was crying twice, and then took her bag and went out, since he couldn't get in, she had to go out.

The two successfully met at the gate of the community, and Li Xiaowen came up to complain to Shen Ning about the garbage security system of the community, and did not forget to snort at the doorman when he left.

"Let's go directly to Xuanming Manor, I'm going to get something back." Shen Ning got into the driveway.

Xuanming Manor is the place where she lived before her death, and it is also equivalent to the most sacred temple of the Xuanming clan, and Shen Ning is the owner of this hall, controlling the entire clan.

And the Xuan Ming clan is a very mysterious existence in modern society, the clan looks no different from ordinary people on the surface, but in fact they are all hermits handed down from various sects of the Metaphysical Secret Sect in ancient times, until Shen Ning appeared to unify them and established the Xuan Ming clan.

These people have more or less achieved something in the field of metaphysics, and in order to make such a large number of people obey and admit themselves, Shen Ning is not only a genius recognized by everyone, but also has a lot of effort in controlling it.

However, the Xuanming clan she worked so hard to create is going to be stolen by others, which she will never allow, since God has let her live again, this time she not only wants to get back everything that belongs to her, but also to teach those villains who covet things that do not belong to her, a good lesson!

Li Xiaowen sat in the driver's seat, and was obviously stunned when he heard this, and his face showed a little embarrassment, "Are you sure to go back to the manor directly?" Your corpse...... It's in the lobby. ”

Shen Ning raised her eyebrows, put her hands around her shoulders, and raised the corners of her lips, "I'm lucky enough to be able to attend my own funeral once, why don't I go?" ”

“…… All right. ”

Li Xiaowen couldn't resist her, so he had to start the car and drive in the direction of Yeqiu Mountain.

Half an hour later, the night autumn mountain gate.

The two got out of the car, Li Xiaowen walked to the hundred-year-old tree standing in front of the mountain gate, put his fingers together, a faint light flashed, and a mysterious rune appeared on the trunk.

He didn't know what was in his mouth, and the next moment he heard a bang, the heavens and the earth cracked like fragments, and a huge manor like a hall appeared in front of the two of them.

Everywhere you look, you can see white, white cloth hangs on the eaves of the beams, the door is full of yellow and white wreaths, and many people in black clothes are surrounded in front of the main hall of the manor, crying and sobbing again and again.

"Shen Ning, you ...... You okay? Li Xiaowen looked at him worriedly, he was afraid that Shen Ning would feel uncomfortable, but he found that the latter looked indifferent and didn't care at all.

She smiled and quipped, "If you want to know what others think of you, you have to see what he said at your funeral, it's an honor for me to hear with my own ears what my loyal clansmen think of me, let's go." ”

Li Xiaowen smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The two went in one after the other, because there were many people at the funeral, and no one doubted it, so they squeezed into the hall where the coffin was placed.

But before his feet could step in, an earth-shattering cry of ghosts and gods came through his eardrums.

"Woooooooooooo Lord of the family, you died so miserably, without you, what would we do with the people of our big clan! Lord! ”