Princess Against the World

"Anyway, in my heart, the Zhao family only has one ancestral hall... this one!!"

That look and tone were extremely firm.

On the contrary, Dingmiao, I don’t know how to continue talking for a while.

"But... this Zhao family ancestral hall, probably, not everyone can do that, right?" He said it very vaguely.

The fragments of Thunder's Fury are not found everywhere.

The newly built ancestral hall of the Zhao family will definitely not have the existence of dark fog.

In this case, why did the Zhao family build another ancestral hall?

Isn't that asking for trouble? !

Mr. Huang was a little confused when he heard this: "What... what is that? What is that?"

Your words are vague, why don't you speak more clearly? ?

Dingmiao licked his lips and hesitated for a moment: "I mean, it's those tablets... I saw it just now. There are some tablets inside. They must be the spiritual tablets of the Zhao family's ancestors. The tokens of the Zhao family's ancestors are all here. By the way, in the new ancestral hall... there won't be another offering, right?"

If it were enshrined, it would be obviously unnecessary.

But if we don’t offer worship, then why build that new ancestral hall?

Are you kidding me?

"Well, I don't know!" Mr. Huang's face darkened: "The devil knows what they are doing!"

Just hearing about that place makes your ears prick, let alone looking at it.

He was also worried that he would be pissed to death after going over to see it.

Dingmiao raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling Luoyu thoughtfully: "So, you don't know anything about the situation over there..."

“I don’t care to know what’s going on over there!!”

Huang Lao gritted his teeth, his anger rose again, and he couldn't hold back and scolded all those people.

Ling Luoyu's lips curved into a thin smile: "Dingmiao, since Grandpa Huang doesn't know, let's not bother him anymore!"

After greeting Dingmiao, the two said goodbye and left.

After just two steps, he turned around and came back: "By the way, Grandpa Huang, I think... the reason why the head of the Zhao family chose another place is probably because he doesn't like it here!"

"……dislike?"

Mr. Huang was speechless.

It's just an ancestral hall, why should we talk about whether we like it or not?

Could it be that if you like it, you can live here all year round?

"I think the head of the Zhao family doesn't come here very often, right?"

Mr. Huang hesitated and thought seriously for a moment: "...Well, it's really...ever since the old patriarch died suddenly and he took over, he has been working outside, saying that he wanted to expand the family business. Even if it is an annual sacrifice, it is... Send someone as a representative to perform their annual duties..."

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes extremely unhappy.

"But even if you don't like it, you still have to come, right? Who is here? The ancestors of the Zhao family...are the ancestors of his Zhao Ziming. Even though he is not the direct bloodline of the old patriarch, he belongs to the Zhao family after all. Man, the people lying here are all his ancestors, how could he blaspheme his ancestors like this?!"

Dingmiao looked at Ling Luoyu and then at Mr. Huang in confusion.

——What’s the point of still talking about the Zhao family now?

Even if Zhao Ziming deceives his master and destroys his ancestors, it has nothing to do with them, right?

Besides, the purpose of their trip was to find out whether the ancestors of the Zhao family were related to the Miao family.

It's better now, because there's nothing I can do, so I just pull out these messy things.

But at this time, Mr. Huang was filled with righteous indignation, and he couldn't bear to ask any more gossip.