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Chapter 888 My Husband Is Weak And Can't Take Care Of Himself (37) [2 Chapters]
Chapter 888 My Husband Is Weak And Can't Take Care Of Himself (37) [Two Thousand Characters Chapter]
Under the bleak moonlight, Lin Lang finally saw the appearance of the wraith clearly——
It's Mrs. Huo!
How did she become a wraith?Don't you live well during the day?
But before Linlang could think carefully, the wraith adjusted his attacking posture, and rushed towards Linlang again, obviously not wanting Linlang to get close to the Huo Family Ancestral Hall.
But the more she didn't want to, the more interested Lin Lang was.
Lin Lang used lightness kung fu to lure Mrs. Huo, who had turned into a wraith, to the backyard, and then directly stuck the spell on her that she had cheated from Xu Shen.
Wraith suddenly stood on the ground and did not move.
Only then did Linlang find a hemp rope and tie the wraith to the tree, then clapped her hands.
"Fortunately, I brought a spell with me when I went out, otherwise I really don't know what to do?"
After solving the resentful spirit, Lin Lang directly kicked open the door of the ancestral hall.
There is nothing unusual about the ancestral hall on the first floor. There are more than a dozen plaques in the center, all of which start with the surname Huo. It seems that they are all the ancestors of the Huo family.
It's just that against the background of the night, the ancestral hall without candles is really a bit weird.
Lin Lang had no choice but to pull out a stumped candle from a corner and light it up, so that she could barely see the surrounding situation.
After noticing that there was no difference, she went up to the second floor, but it was the same as the first floor, except that there were fewer plaques than the first floor.
Lin Lang didn't want to waste time, so she went directly to the top floor, and finally found the difference.
There are three big locks tied to the door of the small attic on the seventh floor, apparently to prevent people from stepping into it.
But how could these locks made of broken copper and iron stop Lin Lang?She split it open with brute force, and then pushed the door straight in.
The old dust fell directly from the crumbling door, rustling to the ground.
Covering her mouth and nose to protect the candle, Lin Lang stepped in cautiously.
The ancestral hall in front of me was obviously much older than the ones downstairs, as if it hadn't been cleaned for many years, not to mention the dust everywhere, and there were several spider webs on the beams.
Looking at the tablets on the main hall, there are only four scattered enshrined, and they are all covered with black cloth.
In addition to these strange tablets, the sculpture-like thing placed in the center also aroused Lin Lang's great interest.
It's a pity that most of the sculpture-like thing was entangled by the red thread, making it hard to see what it looked like.
But the weirder it was, the more Lin Lang felt that there was something wrong with it.
Since the Huo family is enshrining in the mourning hall, it must be something divine, so why is it wrapped around the red thread so tightly?
Is there any taboo?
Holding the candlestick in her hands, Lin Lang stepped forward cautiously.
With the weak candlelight, she lifted the black cloth of one of the tablets.
A line of words was written on it:
Huo Lingfeng died on March [-]th, Yimao Year.
"Who is Huo Lingfeng?" Lin Lang asked doubtfully.
But she didn't take it seriously. After all, there are several generations of the Huo family, with such a large population, she can't even remember anyone's name clearly, right?
It seems that there is nothing special about this highest-level ancestral hall.
Feeling disappointed, Lin Lang uncovered the black cloth of the second tablet, which also had a line of words:
Huo Zhao, died on March [-], Yimao year.
From this look, it is clear that it should be the memorial tablet of a female family member who married into the Huo family.
However, this aroused Lin Lang's vigilance. The Huo Zhao family actually died ten days after the death of the previous one.
It's too strange, right?
Lin Lang frowned, then opened another tablet, and immediately froze in place.
Huo Yuan died on March 29 of the Yimao year.
Lin Lang only felt that the word "Huo Yuan" was very familiar.
If she remembered correctly, Huo Qinian's father, Mr. Huo, just happened to be called Huo Yuan?
How could he have died on March 29 of Yimao?Isn't it 2019?
Lin Lang clearly remembered that when she first came to this game world, she mistakenly thought that the game was set in the 60s and [-]s of the last century.
But the arrival of Liuli and Professor Shen broke her guess.
Professor Shen told her clearly that it is 19 years now, but this Guwei village has been isolated from the world for generations, so the customs seem to have stayed in the last century.
Lin Lang, who was confused, hurriedly woke up Tianshu: "Little Shushu, wake up, when is this Yimao year?"
[Not sure, it may be 1975, or it may be 1915 or earlier. 】Tianshu murmured.
If the time cannot be determined...then maybe this "Huo Yuan" is just an ancestor who happened to have the same name as Huo Qinian's father.
Lin Lang fixed her eyes on the last row.
Maybe it could tell her something.
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Lang directly lifted the black cloth covering the last row, and a few large characters on it came into her eyes:
"Huo Qiaoer, died on March 29, Yimao Year..."
If the previous one is a coincidence, how can this be explained?
Could it be that the whole group of the Huo family had died a long time ago, and the current ones are just puppets to deceive others?
Otherwise, why would there be Madam Huo's wraith downstairs?
Huo Zhao... Isn't Zhao exactly Mrs. Huo's mother's surname?
That Huo Lingfeng should be Mrs. Huo, right?
No wonder the scenery here seems to have experienced decades of wind and rain, this place must have been built at least 60 years ago!
But there is no Huo Qinian in the above rankings.
He sure has a problem!
But why did this generation of the Huo family all die in March of Yimao year?
What happened this year?
Linlang couldn't help but fix her eyes on the sculpture in the center, and was about to get a closer look to see it more clearly, when there was a sudden movement behind her.
Lin Lang hurriedly took a big step back, turned her body, and a silver needle brushed her ear and pierced into the spiritual tablet in front of her.
It's Liuli again!
Lin Lang looked at Liuli who appeared on the altar table in the ancestral hall, and her eyebrows frowned, her eyes overflowing with irresistible irritability:
"Want to come to die again?"
Liuli smiled: "Lin Lang, you've seen it now, Huo Qinian is the only one who really belongs to the Huo family!"
Immediately, she also cast her gaze on the sculpture wrapped in red thread beside her: "This Huo Qinian is the most dangerous person. In my opinion, he is clearly the lone star of the gods. He killed everyone in the Huo family. Anyone close to him will die badly, and you will be no exception."
Hearing this, Lin Lang couldn't help but sneered a few times: "You can judge that Huo Qinian is the lone star of the devil based on just a few tablets, you can't be a half-immortal, right? Since you are so good at calculation, why don't you calculate for yourself whether you can live or not?" Get out of this game?"
"You!" Liuli clenched her fists angrily, "Don't think that you can trample everyone under your feet because of your eloquent tongue, although I can't kill you now, there are thousands of ways to make you die! "
[Congratulations to the host, Liuli's hatred value has increased by 10 points, and the current progress is 75! 】
(End of this chapter)
Under the bleak moonlight, Lin Lang finally saw the appearance of the wraith clearly——
It's Mrs. Huo!
How did she become a wraith?Don't you live well during the day?
But before Linlang could think carefully, the wraith adjusted his attacking posture, and rushed towards Linlang again, obviously not wanting Linlang to get close to the Huo Family Ancestral Hall.
But the more she didn't want to, the more interested Lin Lang was.
Lin Lang used lightness kung fu to lure Mrs. Huo, who had turned into a wraith, to the backyard, and then directly stuck the spell on her that she had cheated from Xu Shen.
Wraith suddenly stood on the ground and did not move.
Only then did Linlang find a hemp rope and tie the wraith to the tree, then clapped her hands.
"Fortunately, I brought a spell with me when I went out, otherwise I really don't know what to do?"
After solving the resentful spirit, Lin Lang directly kicked open the door of the ancestral hall.
There is nothing unusual about the ancestral hall on the first floor. There are more than a dozen plaques in the center, all of which start with the surname Huo. It seems that they are all the ancestors of the Huo family.
It's just that against the background of the night, the ancestral hall without candles is really a bit weird.
Lin Lang had no choice but to pull out a stumped candle from a corner and light it up, so that she could barely see the surrounding situation.
After noticing that there was no difference, she went up to the second floor, but it was the same as the first floor, except that there were fewer plaques than the first floor.
Lin Lang didn't want to waste time, so she went directly to the top floor, and finally found the difference.
There are three big locks tied to the door of the small attic on the seventh floor, apparently to prevent people from stepping into it.
But how could these locks made of broken copper and iron stop Lin Lang?She split it open with brute force, and then pushed the door straight in.
The old dust fell directly from the crumbling door, rustling to the ground.
Covering her mouth and nose to protect the candle, Lin Lang stepped in cautiously.
The ancestral hall in front of me was obviously much older than the ones downstairs, as if it hadn't been cleaned for many years, not to mention the dust everywhere, and there were several spider webs on the beams.
Looking at the tablets on the main hall, there are only four scattered enshrined, and they are all covered with black cloth.
In addition to these strange tablets, the sculpture-like thing placed in the center also aroused Lin Lang's great interest.
It's a pity that most of the sculpture-like thing was entangled by the red thread, making it hard to see what it looked like.
But the weirder it was, the more Lin Lang felt that there was something wrong with it.
Since the Huo family is enshrining in the mourning hall, it must be something divine, so why is it wrapped around the red thread so tightly?
Is there any taboo?
Holding the candlestick in her hands, Lin Lang stepped forward cautiously.
With the weak candlelight, she lifted the black cloth of one of the tablets.
A line of words was written on it:
Huo Lingfeng died on March [-]th, Yimao Year.
"Who is Huo Lingfeng?" Lin Lang asked doubtfully.
But she didn't take it seriously. After all, there are several generations of the Huo family, with such a large population, she can't even remember anyone's name clearly, right?
It seems that there is nothing special about this highest-level ancestral hall.
Feeling disappointed, Lin Lang uncovered the black cloth of the second tablet, which also had a line of words:
Huo Zhao, died on March [-], Yimao year.
From this look, it is clear that it should be the memorial tablet of a female family member who married into the Huo family.
However, this aroused Lin Lang's vigilance. The Huo Zhao family actually died ten days after the death of the previous one.
It's too strange, right?
Lin Lang frowned, then opened another tablet, and immediately froze in place.
Huo Yuan died on March 29 of the Yimao year.
Lin Lang only felt that the word "Huo Yuan" was very familiar.
If she remembered correctly, Huo Qinian's father, Mr. Huo, just happened to be called Huo Yuan?
How could he have died on March 29 of Yimao?Isn't it 2019?
Lin Lang clearly remembered that when she first came to this game world, she mistakenly thought that the game was set in the 60s and [-]s of the last century.
But the arrival of Liuli and Professor Shen broke her guess.
Professor Shen told her clearly that it is 19 years now, but this Guwei village has been isolated from the world for generations, so the customs seem to have stayed in the last century.
Lin Lang, who was confused, hurriedly woke up Tianshu: "Little Shushu, wake up, when is this Yimao year?"
[Not sure, it may be 1975, or it may be 1915 or earlier. 】Tianshu murmured.
If the time cannot be determined...then maybe this "Huo Yuan" is just an ancestor who happened to have the same name as Huo Qinian's father.
Lin Lang fixed her eyes on the last row.
Maybe it could tell her something.
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Lang directly lifted the black cloth covering the last row, and a few large characters on it came into her eyes:
"Huo Qiaoer, died on March 29, Yimao Year..."
If the previous one is a coincidence, how can this be explained?
Could it be that the whole group of the Huo family had died a long time ago, and the current ones are just puppets to deceive others?
Otherwise, why would there be Madam Huo's wraith downstairs?
Huo Zhao... Isn't Zhao exactly Mrs. Huo's mother's surname?
That Huo Lingfeng should be Mrs. Huo, right?
No wonder the scenery here seems to have experienced decades of wind and rain, this place must have been built at least 60 years ago!
But there is no Huo Qinian in the above rankings.
He sure has a problem!
But why did this generation of the Huo family all die in March of Yimao year?
What happened this year?
Linlang couldn't help but fix her eyes on the sculpture in the center, and was about to get a closer look to see it more clearly, when there was a sudden movement behind her.
Lin Lang hurriedly took a big step back, turned her body, and a silver needle brushed her ear and pierced into the spiritual tablet in front of her.
It's Liuli again!
Lin Lang looked at Liuli who appeared on the altar table in the ancestral hall, and her eyebrows frowned, her eyes overflowing with irresistible irritability:
"Want to come to die again?"
Liuli smiled: "Lin Lang, you've seen it now, Huo Qinian is the only one who really belongs to the Huo family!"
Immediately, she also cast her gaze on the sculpture wrapped in red thread beside her: "This Huo Qinian is the most dangerous person. In my opinion, he is clearly the lone star of the gods. He killed everyone in the Huo family. Anyone close to him will die badly, and you will be no exception."
Hearing this, Lin Lang couldn't help but sneered a few times: "You can judge that Huo Qinian is the lone star of the devil based on just a few tablets, you can't be a half-immortal, right? Since you are so good at calculation, why don't you calculate for yourself whether you can live or not?" Get out of this game?"
"You!" Liuli clenched her fists angrily, "Don't think that you can trample everyone under your feet because of your eloquent tongue, although I can't kill you now, there are thousands of ways to make you die! "
[Congratulations to the host, Liuli's hatred value has increased by 10 points, and the current progress is 75! 】
(End of this chapter)
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