Outside the door.

At the beginning of the design, the door of Song Lao's study was designed with a quiet reading environment in mind.

Therefore, the sound insulation is quite outstanding.

When they retreated to the door, they all pricked up their ears.

Rao is like this, and the voice in the room is weak and inaudible.

A moment later.

I only vaguely heard the sound of something falling to the ground and shattering.

The corners of Song Zhidi's mouth couldn't help curling.

He said arrogantly: "Hehe, just because Liu Gang is a stinky driver, he also thinks of coming back to life?"

You're all a lot older, and you're following that liar one by one, what are you daydreaming about?

Hehe, listening to the movement inside, who knows if this is just itching in the crotch, and she is impatient to make a hair in front of her grandfather's spirit? ”

His words were utterly vulgar and disrespectful to the dead!

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other angrily when they heard this!

"The old man's bones are not cold now, who can have fun in front of his spirit, this is something that people can do?"

"Whether it's the old man or the eldest lady, it's your relatives!

How can you say such things, Song Zhidi, you are too shameless! ”

Everyone couldn't help baring their teeth and grinning, and they couldn't wait to eat Song Zhidi alive who could say this.

Song Zhidi sneered: "You still dare to run rampant here? Let me tell you, one counts as one, and all of you here today are waiting to be swept into the trash by our Song family in the future! Look how I fix you! ”

These words were unceremoniously poked in the faces of many uncles and elders at the scene.

Everyone has lived a lot of age, but they were reprimanded by a young man like Song Zhidi, and their faces were not good-looking.

The seventh uncle scolded angrily: "Song Zhidi, if you dare to spew feces again, believe it or not, I tore your mouth!" ”

Song Zhidi sneered: "Seventh uncle, I remember that you are in charge of the Song family's ancestral hall full-time on weekdays, right?"

Twenty years ago, the ancestral hall was rebuilt, and our family donated 5 million in one go.

Every five years, our family donates 2 million to the ancestral hall for repairs.

In the rest of the years, he donated 500,000 yuan every year for the daily expenses of maintaining the ancestral hall.

Hehe, I think this incense money is fattening your guts, don't you know who the owner is?

You listen to me, you don't want to take this money in the future! ”

When the seventh uncle heard this, he angrily pointed at him and shouted: "Song Zhidi, you will offend the ancestors and ancestors by doing this!" Do you believe it or not, the ancestor killed you with a thunderbolt! ”

"Hehe, Seventh Uncle, you are too dependent on the old and selling the old!

To offend you is to offend your ancestors? You don't know, do you?

After I became the head of the house, I still had a small plan, that is, I planned to find someone to demolish the Song ancestral hall, and I happened to build a hotel on that piece of land!

When the time comes, if you're not dead yet, come and take out the garbage at my hotel! ”

"You!!"

Uncle Seven almost fainted in anger.

The ancestral hall is the foundation that maintains a family and even a surname.

It is the root of the eternal inability to move.

Especially in the eyes of the older generation, the prosperity of the ancestral hall symbolizes the prosperity of the whole family and even the entire surname!

The survival of the ancestral hall is much more important than the life of an individual.

The crowd was furious!

"This rebel, he is not qualified to be surnamed Song!"

"If it was in the old society, such a rebel should be dragged to the ancestral hall and killed in public!"

……

The more Uncle Jiu thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help but brew another mouthful of thick phlegm.

Song Jinpeng can spit on himself, but Song Zhidi can't do it!

When he saw that the other party was about to spit, he also carried a mouthful of thick phlegm.

Just when Uncle Nine spit on him, he leaned back with a tactic first, dodging the opponent's attack, and then with a "phew", a mouthful of old thick phlegm was hitting Uncle Nine's face!

"You ............"

The ninth uncle was vomited, his face turned black in an instant, and his heart was dead!

Seeing this, Song Zhidi immediately let out a heartbroken laugh in his throat!

"Hahahaha, old immortal! Do you spit? Dad, do you see? This old dog just spit in your face, and now I'm avenging you! ”

Seeing it, the scene is about to get out of control.

The uncles and elders at the scene couldn't suppress the anger in their hearts, and they all rushed up to tear this father and son!

Song Zhidi said coldly: "Hehe, at this point, do you still think that Liu Gang can turn the tide?"

My grandfather is so dead that he can't die anymore, let alone Liu Gang, even if Liu Ji, who knew five hundred years before and five hundred years later, came!

You all know each other, and I'll identify him later!"

It was he who poisoned my grandfather in the name of saving people!

I'm going to send him to the worst prison in the country, and let a hundred perverts explode his assholes every day!

Let him die in humiliation in the torment of various venereal diseases! ”

When he talked about Liu Gang, his expression was suddenly perverted and full of resentment.

That's when it happened.

The door behind him opened silently.

A thin figure, under the surprised eyes of everyone, silently walked behind the Song father and son.

Song Zhidi and Song Jinpeng glanced at each other.

I couldn't understand why the group of excited elders on the opposite side suddenly had a ghostly expression on their faces.

"You dare to say that you want to demolish the ancestral hall, you really dare to do it as long as people don't die!"

In my ears, an old and familiar voice came from my ears.

Song Zhidi's teeth trembled......

This...... Isn't this the voice of a dead old man?

Could it be that there really is a cycle of retribution in the world?

Is it daylight for yourself so soon?

Song Jinpeng also heard it and couldn't help but look back.

Suddenly frightened, he sat down on the ground, and in an instant, the pants started from the crotch, and a large area of wet marks was soaked away.

“……”

Song Jinpeng's lips shook, his fingers trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but he was choked by an invisible big hand, and he couldn't say a word!

The horror on his face is like seeing a ghost!

When Song Zhidi saw Song Jinpeng's reaction, his heart suddenly cooled!

"Who? Who's pretending to be a ghost? ”

He plucked up his courage and turned his head that way.

"Song Zhidi, you are really promising!"

What greeted him was his grandfather Song Yun's cold as iron countenance.

"Grandpa......"

Song Zhidi swallowed his saliva, and his pupils dilated unconsciously......

This is the expression of extreme fear!

His heart is about to jump out of his throat, the person in front of him, is it a human or a ghost?!

Before Song Zhidi could scream, the pain had already come to his face!

"Smack——!

A big slap in the face, slapped hard from the side.

directly fanned Song Zhidi and flew out.

"Liu Gang ......!"

Liu Gang gritted his teeth and said: "This palm is what I fanned for Old Man Song!" You're such a-eating brute!

For the sake of some money, even your own grandfather who is so good to you can do it! ”

"This ......"

Song Jinpeng and Song Zhidi, seeing the old man Song at this moment, were in good spirits and had cold eyes.

Where is there a little bit of that confused state just now?

Seeing him like this, both of them really had the heart to die!

"Smack——!

Liu Gang's size 40 soles kicked Song Zhidi in the face fiercely!

Kicking him on the ground, the back of his head slammed into the ground.

The ground was instantly like a peach blossom in full bloom, dyed red.

Liu Gang said fiercely: "This kick is the interest you charge for my evil thoughts and curses!"

You owe me the principal, just as you wish, let yourself go to the cell and enjoy yourself! ”