The Unconventional Legend Chapter 227: The ancestral grave collapsed

Ning Suifeng's nose was almost crooked.

Special friends, so many of you come to take pictures of my family’s ancestral grave?

There are still so many people broadcasting my family’s ancestral grave?

Simply asshole!

"A bunch of bastards!"

Ning Suifeng shouted like a thunderbolt: "Catch all these people to me! All the phones are confiscated! Then they find their homes one by one, and pay millions of compensation for each person, and just bury them alive!"

"What is it!"

Ning Suifeng's face turned purple with anger: "The Ning family has been standing for thousands of years, having lived in the world indifferently for so many years, and detached from the world, how can you not know what is good or bad? Is there no sense of awe? Let people run to the ancestral grave to live broadcast?!"

Yi Qianning's family members are all being trained with their heads down.

"Take it all!"

But after a while, hundreds of vehicles blatantly cleared the road, already surrounded here in large numbers. All the people who joined in the fun here, without a single omission, were all caught in the car and whizzed away.

……

Ning Suifeng's face was gloomy and slowly walked into the dense fog.

The scope of this thick fog is not very large, but the thick fog is so dense that it is unbelievable. Once you stretch out your hand, let alone five fingers, you can hardly even see your arm!

"Look for the location of the ancestor's cemetery."

Ning Suifeng's voice is very gloomy.

Everyone was just in the white mist, moving forward step by step. Don't say that their eyes can't see anything at this moment, even the spiritual thoughts have lost their effect.

Often you can’t walk a few steps and you have to bump your head on a tombstone.

Or the foot suddenly rises, that means stepping on the head of the grave; or suddenly going up a step, that means reaching the grave...

In short, the whole journey is bumpy.

Whether it is the strong light of a flashlight, infrared light, mobile phone fluorescence, or even a torch, it is completely useless!

Even the cultivator who has reached the level of infant transformation has lost all his advantages in this dense fog. With the strong wind and fist created by its tyrannical cultivation, it is impossible to let this piece of The white mist gave birth to a slight change.

At most, it will fluctuate, and then it will be done!

After all, I am afraid of breaking the tombstone, disrespect to the ancestors, and dare not try my best to fight with all my strength, so I can only suffer step by step.

After a full hour and a half, the crowd finally reached the center of the ancestral grave.

Everyone came to the middle position, and as far as they could see, everyone in the Ning family was speechless.

I saw the middle of the ancestral tomb location, just like a huge chimney, thick smoke, thick white smoke continued to gurgle from the bottom!

It's like a fire under Jiuquan, and it keeps pouring out!

"What's going on? Who can tell me what's going on?!" Ning Suifeng's eyes widened, his whole body trembling.

On this trip, the people of the Ning family's direct blood line witnessed this situation and all fell to the ground. Everyone felt their souls tremble inexplicably.

The previous live broadcast was right.

Before swearing and boasting, they often said: "Smoke is coming from your ancestral grave."

But this is just an old saying.

But now...the ancestral grave of the Ning family is really smoking, and it is emitting white smoke—whether it is cursing or exaggerating, there has never been such a saying of white smoke!

Blue smoke is coming from the ancestral tomb-boasting that there is something good.

Black smoke from the ancestral grave--it hurts people.

But...white smoke from the ancestral grave...

This is a bit unclear!

The white smoke didn't stop because of the Ning family's arrival. It was still going crazy, even at the moment when the Ning clan collectively kneeled down, the tendency to rush out became more turbulent.

After a while...

With an abrupt bang, the entire ancestral grave collapsed, and all the people present fell into the collapsed grave because they were caught off guard. It's a mess.

In the dimness, everyone is truly illusory, and if there is nothing, they see a ghost, slowly appearing in the white mist, the clothes are simple and the face is not clear, in the thick white mist , Standing in the void.

This phantom stood for a while, suddenly raised a hand, and pointed to the east--

Everyone looked eastward, but there was nothing.

Following, there was a loud bang, and an abrupt thunder and lightning fell down, smashing the phantom to pieces!

Woohoo...

The violent gale blew up suddenly.

The white smoke above the tomb of the Ning Family's ancestors, which was condensed but not dispersed, even if it was strong and vigorous, disappeared so quietly, extremely quickly.

It took half a cup of tea at most, and the white smoke dissipated. Everyone in the grave looked up, and the bright sky and the Geng Geng Xinghe were all greeted by the eyes.

Where are the clouds?

But... where did the lightning in the sky come from?

Also, that phantom...pointed eastward, where did it mean?

What's the point?

Everyone felt that there seemed to be a vibration under their feet, and hurriedly jumped up, only to find that the entire area began to vibrate.

"Earthquake? Hurry up."

Everyone flew out together. The moment they were in the air, they heard another loud bang, and the entire Ning's ancestral tomb fell into the ground with a radius of hundreds of miles!

The place where the ancestral tomb was originally located has become a bottomless pit!

In the deep pit, there is another faint white smoke rising up, but it can't be seen for a while. The whole land fell down, and there was an echo that didn't fall to the ground for a long time!

Ning Qingcheng was shocked when he saw this, and his heart was disturbed, and he almost didn't fall. Ning Suifeng hurriedly stretched out his hand, took his daughter, and flew out of the deep pit.

Everyone in the Ning family stood high above the sky, looking down at this big pit. Everyone had a complicated complexion, and their mood was even harder to describe.

Almost another minute passed before there was a series of dull voices faintly coming from the ground.

This is... the end? !

"What's the matter?" Ning's face was covered with cold sweat.

"I don't know."

"The ancestral grave... is gone..."

The other person's face was blue and white, and there was an indescribable fear in his eyes: "My Ning family...what insulting things did I do? How could things change so far?"

No one else said anything.

The Ning family, who have been entrenched in Phoenix for thousands of years, when it comes to doing harm to the heavens and reasons...that's a lot!

After all, if you don’t do those things, you can have the Ning family today! ?

"Go back first."

Ning Suifeng calmed his face and waved his hand: "Wait until the early morning, when the yang energy is at its peak, come over and see."

"Yes."

……

Early the next morning.

Blind Hong has gone to funeral.

Zuo Xiaoduo wore a blue robe, white hemp shoes, a hemp rope tied around his waist, and a filial piety hat on his head to see off his godfather.

After all, he’s not his own person, so you don’t have to wear hemp and filial piety at all. A pair of hemp shoes and a hemp rope are enough.

All members of the Zuo family went to battle, and Zuo Xiaonian and Wu Yuting also arrived as family members to see them off.

The funeral procession went all the way out of the city gate, to the southwest of the city, by the road.

There is exactly the cemetery Hong Xiazi had been optimistic about for himself.

Zuo Xiaoduo knelt down, knocked his head nine times, and sang loudly: "God father, go all the way, blessed in the underworld, the door of Huangquan's reincarnation is open..."

Between heaven and earth, echoing for a long time.

According to the legend, after death, a loved one needs to **** the soul to the cemetery, and then call the door of the reincarnation of Huangquan, so that the deceased can rest in peace.

Otherwise, you have to wait for the chance to be overwhelmed before you can rest, and before that, you will be reduced to a lonely ghost. A bad one is that the soul is scattered and will never be overlived.

Zuo Changlu wears the same blue robe, with a circle of white cloth on the sleeves, black cloth shoes on his feet, and a large shovel in his hands.

Everyone lifted the coffin of blind man Hong, and jumped down first on the left long road, decided the head and tail for him, and placed a top-grade star soul jade under his head.

"Blind man, goodbye in the next life!"

Zuo Long Road has stood for a long time, and sighed softly: "Brother, this will cover you with soil. Blind, you have a righteous son, brothers cover the soil, the star soul protects the soul, and the tomb will be selected in this life. It's worth it. If you are alive in the sky, remember to take care of your godson!"

Lifting up the big shovel, a shovel of yellow soil was dropped down.

In the whole process, Zuo Changlu didn't let anyone intervene, including Zuo Xiaoduo, and he was the only one who piled up a grave bag. It didn't stop until the last shovel.

"Xiaoduo, give you a godfather, take this last shovel of dirt, and do your filial piety as a son of man! Don't be too much, no less, don't shake, don't spread!"

"Good."

Zuo Xiaoduo steadily patted the last shovel of soil on; then he erected the tombstone.

"Foot-father Hong Dashui's tomb, righteous son Zuo Xiaoduo Li."

Very simple tombstone.

Done.

Then... things happen suddenly!

Just under everyone's eyes, the tomb that had just been piled up suddenly had countless grasses emerging from the tomb.

It was almost in the blink of an eye, it was three feet lush, covering the entire tombstone!

The change up to this point is just the beginning. There are countless vines that seem to have grown out of nothing, getting longer and longer, one left and one right, quickly climbing up the grave, and then entangled with each other, wrapping up all the tombstones, so as to be present. It seemed to everyone that it was basically a tight door made of vines.

The whole process only lasted more than ten minutes~IndoMTL.com~ However, the whole tomb bag was already hidden in the wilderness.

At a glance, it is no different from the weeds everywhere!

The world is mysterious, changing like this, it's breathtaking, it's a wonder!

Zuo Changlu sighed softly: "Friend of the first life, the enemy of the two; but in this life, blind man, I send you a good deal."

Papa, unpack all the wine you brought, just one jar and one jar, pour it on the grass.

"If there is another life, you may not be willing to drink with me again."

Zuo Changlu smiled faintly: "In this life, there is no victory or defeat... Of course, you go first; even if you win. Brother, I call you brother at the end and do this cup."

After that, he raised a jug of wine, raised his head and groaned and drank it.

That is already the last jar of wine.