I am the True Ancestor

Ma Xiaoling asked Chu Heng what the reason was, but he actually said that he was not interested in being an exorcist, and said that he didn't want to share the money with Ma Xiaoling, which made Ma Xiaoling angry all the way.

"Is it the Hong Kong policeman you met last time in Japan?"

Seeing Ma Xiaoling's angry and smiling look, He Yingqiu raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Xiaoling, you don't like him, have you forgotten the ancestral teachings of the Ma family?" "

"How do you know he's a policeman, I haven't told you about Japan?"

After a pause, Ma Xiaoling pursed her lips again, and said a little depressedly: "I know, the women of the Ma family can't shed a tear for a man, otherwise their skills will be lost, and you don't need to remind me otherwise!" "

Seeing that Ma Xiaoling still remembered Zu Xun, He Yingqiu smiled lightly and said: "Besides, Tianyou and I also have a relationship, the last time he came to see me and mentioned this matter, then the Hong Kong police should be a heavenly master, right?" "

That's right...

Ma Xiaoling knew that He Yingqiu had a wide range of connections, so she didn't think much about it, nodded and said: "Well, his realm should be the mid-stage realm of a human teacher, and among the casual cultivators, he can be regarded as extremely talented, but it's a pity that he is not here." "

After speaking, Ma Xiaoling sighed regretfully.

Sure enough, it was the same as he thought.

He Yingqiu nodded, and finally solved the doubts that Guo Tianyou said last time.

"Okay, don't say more, what else do you need, I'll help you prepare."

Ma Xiaoling thought for a while, "I still want the Heavenly Thunder Array, I want two red ones, five yellow ones, and peach wood swords... Give me a dozen. "

When Ma Xiaoling was talking, He Yingqiu counted on the side, looked at the numbers on the account book, handed it to her and said, "Thank you, thirty-six thousand four." "

"So expensive!"

Hearing this number, Ma Xiaoling's pretty little face suddenly wrinkled, and she said dissatisfiedly: "You have increased the price again?!" "

Hearing this, He Yingqiu sighed, "There is no price increase, I have already calculated that it is very cheap!" "

Ma Xiaoling pursed her lips, "You still say it's cheap..."

He Yingqiu glanced at her and said helplessly: "Don't talk so much, credit card or cash?" "

"Credit card."

Knowing that He Yingqiu would not cheat her, Ma Xiaoling flattened her mouth and took out her credit card from her bag, and then suddenly thought of something, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Oh no, I maxed out my credit card in Japan last time... Uncle, you should keep the account first. "

After speaking, Ma Xiaoling took out a model airplane from her bag, put it on the tribute platform, knocked on the table and said with a smile: "Xiaobo, there are good things for you, come out quickly." "

I saw that the Gu Cup placed on the table suddenly opened automatically, and a burst of white light came out of it, and the plane on the table flew into the Gu Cup with a "whoosh".

Xiaobo is He Yingqiu's son, but because He Yingqiu killed too much in the first half of his life, created too many evils, and was retaliated against by the demons who held a grudge, his wife died of dystocia, and the son who was pregnant for ten months was also stillborn.

He Yingqiu was alone, and he was reluctant to reincarnate Xiaobo like this, so he used the method of raising a ghost in Maoshan to keep Xiaobo by his side.

Ma Xiaoling leaned over, looked at Xiaobo in the Gu Cup, and said with a smile: "Na, you play slowly, I'll come to you next time." "

Seeing Ma Xiaoling going to Japan and remembering to bring a gift to Xiaobo, He Yingqiu sighed, naturally it was not easy to refuse Ma Xiaoling, and shook his head helplessly and said: "I really can't help you, I owe you in my previous life." "

Knowing that this was He Yingqiu's consent, Ma Xiaoling smiled with satisfaction, inadvertently glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and said with a slight change in her face: "Oh no, I still have to rush to Zhenzhen, Uncle Qiu, help me pack these and send them to the Spirit Hall, I'll go first!" "

What should he ask: "..."

Jiajia Building.

Jin Zhengzhong and Sister Jin were preparing for the ceremony, and Mrs. Zhang sat on the side with a haggard expression, sobbing a few times from time to time, and after two days, her eyes were swollen from crying.

Besides, Tianyou and Chu Heng haven't come yet, Sister Jin is preparing the incense candle rune paper, and at the same time looking at Jin Zhengzhong who is preparing next to her, she whispered with some worry: "Will those two policemen see anything, especially the newcomer Chu sir, he doesn't look like an ordinary person!" "

Jin Zhengzhong shrugged his shoulders and put on his Taoist robe and white coat, "What are you afraid of, we do things, let alone do good things, and besides, doing things has nothing to do with Mr. Chu and Mr. Guo, they may just be curious and want to come to admire the power of my Xuanwu boy, right?" "

"But..." Sister Jin was still a little worried, but was interrupted by Kim Zhengzhong patting her shoulder.

"Okay, don't worry about this matter, wait for a good show, first, you can play the signboard, and second, you can help Xiaoqian's mother, why not, right?"

Seeing Sister Jin's expression relaxed, Jin Zhengzhong smiled and said, "Don't think too much!" "

"Ding-dong."

When the doorbell rang, Sister Jin ran to open the door, and when she saw that it was Chu Heng and Guo Tianyou, she immediately welcomed them in with a smile, "Mr. Chu, Mr. Guo, please come in!" "

Chu Heng raised his eyes and swept around the layout of the room, the candlesticks and other things were all available, but the "magic weapons" hanging on the walls were all decorations without spirituality, except for their similarity, they had no technical content at all, and they were not even magic weapons.

"Mrs. Zhang, mourn." When Tianyou saw the grief-stricken Mrs. Zhang, he sighed and comforted him, and then sat down.

Chu Heng leaned back in his chair, watched Jin Zhengzhong pretend to make some preparations, hooked his lips, and said secretly: Please start your performance.

I saw Jin Zhengzhong take a deep breath, his expression was serious, he suddenly grabbed a handful of rune paper on the table and threw it in the air, the yellow rune paper was sprinkled, he grabbed the bell on the table, shook his wrist, and the crisp sound of "jingle bell" filled the small living room.

The rune paper fell to the ground, Jin Zhengzhong put down the bell in his hand, took out the peachwood sword on the table, stabbed and lifted, and the sword body broke through the air and made several "whoosh" sounds.

Chu Heng propped his chin, and watched Jin Zhengzhong play tricks with a faint gaze, but he didn't break it, he regarded it as watching an unprofessional sword dance performance, but it was Guo Tianyou who was sitting next to him and twisted his eyebrows again and again, as if he was puzzled by such a conjugation.