Burning Paper Every Day, I Became a Taoist Ancestor/

Chapter 03 Mysterious Incense Burner

Originally noisy hall suddenly fell into a dead silence, pairs of eyes wide open, look at the slightly shaking coffins.

Dying dream surprised to sit up, yan kua I good health.

Consternation in all expression on his face, the king of muddy sat up.

White flags fluttering, candlelight shaking.

Everyone's face is full of incredible expression, followed by their eyes were occupied by a sense of panic.

Finally, after a brief silence, a sharp shout howling sound broke the eerie silence.

"I'm sorry," he said.

Suddenly, the hall fryer, someone in the run, someone is calling, someone stood in situ Yu Yu brazier capsized, accumulation of paper men fell to the ground.

At the moment, only the milre distance recently, so he looked at the king of straight muddy sat up in front of his, stunned eyes soon emerge in the look of complex, panic, not letter, anger is not clear

"How is it possible? He's not dead!"

Wang Qi was stunned. A voice seemed to be echoing in his heart. At this moment, Wang Hun should have already lost his soul. How could he sit up?

"I don't know."

Mirre not the kui is a mirre, almost instantaneous kung fu, he will cover up their complex emotions, grabbed the king muddy hand Fu Fu

Sure enough, it's warm.

"You didn't die," he said."I'm sorry."

Won't smile through tears, canthus is visible with tears, but the face of the smile is very sincere, let a person can't see any flaw.

So damned, such a sense of day, arouses seems to really is visceral.

" Why don't you f * cking sing?!" Wang Hun looked at it and sneered in his heart..

"Are you sure you're alright?"

At this moment, there is strange, the look of the mild-mannered looks at the king of muddy, heart is full of doubt.

Anyway, he also don't understand

" I slept too much!" Wang Hun said casually..

"It's all gone, help muddy master down.

Just then, a hunchbacked old man rushed over from outside the mourning hall. He gave the order and dismissed everyone with a dignified tone..

"Big Boss Zhao!"

The guests looked at the old man with reverence and didn't dare to stay..

Zhao big manager, that's Wang Xuance side of the old man, always led the house up and down, large and small affairs.

"Master, come with me.

Chief Steward Zhao walked over to the coffin. His turbid eyes lit up with an extraordinary splendor as he looked deeply at Wang Hun..

This day, Liyang County City was destined to be restless..

Half a day of kung fu, the wangs DiZi ZhaShi news spread all over the city, become a street corner.

"Do you know why Young Master Wang faked his corpse? I saw with my own eyes that the night before the funeral, their ancestral grave was burning with smoke."

" You won't fall in love with crows in a bright day, just like a person who is lying without a mother. You fart. Young Master Wang obviously ate the medicine from our pharmacy."

"The weak and fallen warrior, under the touch of love, will surely stand up again. The young master of the Wang family will stand up again because of our young lady, Grandpa, who came to play!"

"Tortoise shook his head there must be a reason, not to repay, is to revenge." I see the wangs the childe was dead and alive, swing, afraid not to debt collection.

Within a day, rumors, rumors about the king of muddy become increasingly uncontrollable, the wangs DiZi also gradually become mysterious legend.

……

late at night.

The wangs compound, deep walls, clan ancestral temple.

Incense fills the air, beating the candle reflects the rows of solemn memorial tablet.

Green yarn floating, the top of the seat, several figure shaking, the shadow in the faint candlelight is pulled jaw.

These people are all elderly, but there is a faint extraordinary fragrance floating, dispersion in the ancestral temple.

This was the characteristic of entering the Spirit Marrow Realm. The marrow of a living being was like a great medicine. It had a long breath and a strange fragrance.

"The king's son, sudden death overnight, now ZhaShiZhe such reputation is not good.

"Can you be so worthy of a great responsibility? If I had known earlier, I should not have found him.".

"These words have passed the royal family's bloodline will not be living outside, but you should consider whether he is qualified to inherit the royal family's orthodoxy.

The voices of the old people conversed. In the end, their gazes were all directed at the memorial tablet in the ancestral hall..

There, a middle-aged man lit three fragrance, worship the worship to the ancestors memorial tablet.

He was tall and his brows were deep and reserved. There seemed to be a red glow rising from his body amidst the incense that lingered around him. It was faintly dazzling.

Wang Xuance, the Wang Clan's Patriarch, was also an expert in the Treasured Blood Realm. He was reborn after the Blood Transfusion, as if he had entered the Treasured Blood Realm. It was as if he had been reborn and would never enter the mortal realm again..

Such a state, in the dragon is the top class.

"The Great Zhou Dynasty is declining day by day. The 19 states in the world all have Xuanmen, preaching to the common people, and the incense is flourishing. To survive in such troubled times, we really need a strong leader."

.

At this moment, Wang Xuance spoke..

The Great Zhou Dynasty had been founded for 3,000 years, and the Imperial Court was in ruins. There was no longer any aura of a heavenly court, and only the Sacred Academy was still struggling to hold on, extending the kingdom's history..

Wild fairy river god, mountain demon monster, xuan door godsworn everywhere 19 states, incense, fire, each have inheritance.

In the past, the Fang Immortal Sect, a great sect in Jiang Prefecture, opened the Dragon Tiger Dao Altar. The Wang family's ancestor had great luck and became one of the nine clans that ascended to the Dao Altar. He obtained the teachings of the Fang Immortal Sect and thus established the Wang family's foundation. He was content with the Liyang Commandery City and became a great clan..

"Among the nine clans of the Dragon Tiger Dao, our Wang Family is only the middle three clans. Moreover, after so many years, the Dao altar in Jiangzhou is no longer limited to the [Dragon Tiger Dao Altar]."

The old voice sounded again, showing concern for the future.

Although the Immortal Fang Sect was still a major sect in Jiang Prefecture, there were still other sects that had appeared in the past few years. They had set up Dao altars and spread their magic meridians..

Gone with the long, the situation is turbulent, in the eyes of the old man in the family, the king of muddy even as DiZi, can be used as the heir to the wangs obviously unqualified.

"Zhao director"

At this moment, Wang Xuance spoke..

"The old man in the garden."

"What about Wang Hun now?"

" Young Master Hun seems to be in an unstable mood. He doesn't want the doctor to look at his body, but from his complexion, he should be fine," Chief Manager Zhao said in a low voice..

"It must be surprised that the Green Willow Villa on the outskirts of the city is still empty. It is quiet and suitable for nursing.".

"There was no sign of him.".

"The old man was a fool!".

Zhao big housekeeper don't understand, he knows, this to even no longer the qualifications of the inheritance.

……

After midnight, the wangs slant courtyard.

The dim candlelight which reflects the figure of the millan, his face is still holding the doubt and rage.

"Didn't you say that there was no risk of survival? Why didn't you die?"

"There is indeed something fishy about it. Perhaps Wang Xuan instigated his own precious blood?"

Just then, a hoarse voice spread to come out from the back room.

"This boy is a tough guy. He was taken out of the Wang family when he was born. He watched as he died and was thrown into the river. He should have died.".

"This time, I'm not going to be able to."

The hoarse voice with incomprehensible doubts.

" I just got the news that Wang Hun has been sent to the Green Willow Villa. It seems that he is not in my father's favor." Wang Qi sneered," Maybe we can get together."

"You don't know," he said..

The hoarse voice rang in a timely manner, interrupted the wilful thoughts of the millan.

"How do you know that he sent that bastard to the Green Willow Villa to protect him?"

"Didn't you say that you did it very cleanly and couldn't find any clues?" Wang Qi's face darkened slightly..

" Wang Xuance is too thoughtful. Even if there were no clues, he would still suspect the leader of the clan. How could he be fooled so easily?"

"Maybe he will send out the origin, is to want to lead you to shoot again.

" Using his own son as bait?!" Wang Qi raised his eyebrows. He seemed to have a new understanding of his father..

"Come on," he said,"since that bastard is released, he is no longer qualified to contend with me.

Mr. Wang shook his head, temporarily put out the idea of adventure.

"Lixian or Lichang?"

Mr. Wang deep in thought, if xian, he still has many brothers, regardless of talent, intelligence, or fix for Yu Yu can muddy the waste is more difficult than the king to deal with.

Most importantly, it was hard to say who his brothers were, and who they were. Each of them hid it deeper than the last..

"I'm not afraid of tigers and wolves, but I'm afraid of giving people two sides. These things are really disgusting..

Mr. Wang rubbed his eyebrows, mind constantly emerge qualified to contend with his brother, as for the king of muddy, is completely forgotten.

……

five days later.

Liyang County City, outskirts.

green Willow heights.

Wang Hun was sent here with only two servants.

The rules of the wangs is very heavy, men before adulthood, side will not match close-fitting maidservant, and they were afraid to a soft, lush life, drain the childlike innocence yuan Yang.

"This place is quiet, just suitable for shady business deals.

King muddy swept one eye, zhuangzi only three to five farmhouses around, is a rare to.

He went into the chuang tzu, avoid back servants, shut the door, lit an oil lamp, sit, took two deep breaths.

Then, the king of muddy mind micro, bowed their heads and look, three feet from the ground, the mysterious statue of three-legged incense burner faint, between the actual situation, only the king of muddy can see.

"This is my fault!"

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