Bai Yurao held her hot butt and ran back to the bedroom with watery eyes. Sheng Yanran then breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that the depression in her heart had dissipated a lot. Bai Yurao, a stinky girl, deserved a beating, and she dared to come up with such a bad idea.

She was actually not afraid of ghosts when she was a child. Later, one time, her grandmother passed away and her parents asked her to guard the spirit because her grandmother favored boys over girls when she was alive and didn't like her very much, so she was not very happy to go.

She is a person who treats me more kindly, but I treat others more kindly. If you don’t like me, I won’t eat yours, and I won’t drink yours, and you are not kind, why should I let me keep you in peace?

But in fact, she couldn't resist the etiquette and law, so she went there in the end.

That day, her grandmother was seventh. A little girl was locked in the ancestral hall. In the middle of the night, her grandmother's soul appeared. The old woman still didn't like her even though she died. Somehow she knew that she was unhappy to keep her in a spirit. She showed up at that time and did nothing, so she was shocked.

He said he was scared, but he said it was a lesson, but he threatened her to take her with him and be a back-beating girl for her.

She was shocked at that time, and when she saw darkness, she knew nothing.

When she woke up, it was already seven days and seven nights. Her grandmother had been buried, but she seemed to have walked away from the gate of hell.

Since then, she has been afraid of ghosts.

She knew that not all ghosts were like her grandmother, and not all ghosts were evil. People were like ghosts, and some harmed others and some did not. But over the years, Sheng Yanran has never forgotten the shadow of her youth.

Today I went to the Stories from a Chinese Studio Association. As soon as I entered and saw those ghosts, she understood Bai Yurao’s intentions, but she knew it was one thing, but the fear in her heart was another.

Although the ghosts were very kind, except for the different species and people, there was nothing else to be afraid of, but deep down in her heart, it seemed that she was in that dark night again. In the gloomy and terrifying ancestral hall, her grandmother's pale face, hunched figure, and vicious eyes came to her mind again.

What she feared was not a ghost, but the unbearable memory that was deeply rooted in her mind.

After Sheng Yanran beat Bai Yurao, she dispersed the depression in her heart. She regretted it again, thinking, she didn't use much force, right?

Everyone looked at Sheng Yanran with great admiration. This was really something that was inferior to each other. Bai Yurao was very powerful and they didn't dare to mess with him. Unexpectedly, this person beat the other person up as soon as he came back.

The blue expression was entangled, and the little Tuanzi also had entangled eyes. What happened to it that it felt happy and angry?

Bai Yurao crawled on the bed. Although she was beaten, she felt guilty, so she didn't dare to complain, so she could only crawl on the bed and send a WeChat message to Bai Junle to complain.

...

Gui Hai'an and the four of them came to the old community again. Jiang Zheyu was not there, and the white-haired old man Jiang lay silently in the rocking chair.

Gui Hai'an and others knocked on the door. Old Jiang slowly opened his turbid old eyes. He looked at the living room door. After a long time, he sighed softly. When he raised his hand, a true energy shot out, and the living room door handle opened with a "click".

The four men of Guihaian walked in. Old Jiang did not look at them, but just lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"Old Jiang." Gui Hai'an bowed respectfully, which was the gift of the younger generation to the elders.

"I heard you got the Medicine God Cauldron?" Old Jiang asked slowly, Cang Lao's voice was very hoarse.

Gui Hai'an shook his head, "No, it's the people around me who got the Medicine God Cauldron, but the Medicine God Cauldron did not recognize her as the main person, but recognized others. As for who it is, I have no choice but to tell you."

"Why is there nothing to tell?" Old Jiang slowly raised his head, his eyes very sharp. "The Medicine God Cauldron is the ancestor of the Jiang family. I have the right to know its current belonging."

It’s not the case if you return to the coast, “Old Jiang, it seems that you still don’t understand that the Medicine God Cauldron has nothing to do with the Jiang family from the moment he recognizes others.

In fact, the Medicine God Cauldron has never been from the Jiang family. It only recognized a great man from the Jiang family, but that does not mean that it belongs to the Jiang family. It is not from the Jiang family. If the spiritual creatures choose the master and serve it, it has nothing to do with the Jiang family."

Mr. Jiang looked at Gui Haiyan and sighed heavily, "You still blame me for your grandfather's death."

"That matter has nothing to do with Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang is thinking too much." Gui Hai'an shook his head.

Mr. Jiang sighed, "When Yu Ning did something wrong, Guihai's family said that he let her go, but in fact, you will get revenge, so you did not let her go. You asked someone to take her life afterwards. It was me who stopped her, so she saved her life. The price was the decline of the Jiang family. You were complaining about that matter."

Guihai was silent, "Those things have nothing to do with the Medicine God Cauldron. In my heart, even if there is no such thing, the Medicine God Cauldron does not belong to anyone else. It is the Yanhuang treasure. Whoever it recognizes is its new owner.

My younger generation is here for another treasure, and Mr. Jiang should have a clear idea in his heart.”

Old Jiang's pupils shrank and he was silent.

"Mr. Jiang, you can't avoid it. Do you know how many people are staring at the treasure in your hand?

That was Yanhuang's thing. At first, the Guihai family got such things first. We gave you the things to make you refine spiritual medicine to save your grandfather. But later, when grandfather died, the thing had not been able to be incorporated into the spiritual medicine, and the spiritual medicine was stolen by your granddaughter.

Over the years, we have always thought that the thing had been incorporated into the elixir and was swallowed by your granddaughter, but not long ago, we met Jiang Yuning. I didn’t look like she was swallowing the treasure, which means that the treasure was still in your hands.

But you have not taken the initiative to return it over the years, so the younger generation has to come to ask for it in person.”

After listening to Gui Hai'an quietly, he suddenly laughed softly, "Gui Hai should really have a good grandson, Gui Hai'an, I will have a lifelong friendship with your grandfather. In the end, do you really not leave any room for me?"

The color of Guishan was not changed, but Tang Ying and the other three behind him all showed sarcasm.

Gui Hai'an said lightly: "Old Jiang, my younger generation has a manor in the emperor. The environment is beautiful and quiet, and it is best for retirement. You can move there to live there. Someone takes care of your daily life. In your spare time, you can also get together with your former friends.

You can make your life comfortable and happy in your later years. This is everything that you can give to you in terms of your friendship with your grandfather.

Of course, these are all due to the friendship between you and your grandfather. As for the fact that you have protected the murderer and taught your children inadequately, and indirectly harmed my father, my younger generations don’t care about it."

Old Jiang stared at Guihaian for a long time, and suddenly burst into laughter, "Okay! What a Guihaian, do you really want to go back to that thing?"

"Isn't it enough for me to make you worry-free in your old age? And you just need to return the things to the original owner." Gui Hai'an said lightly.

"My Jiang family is also a big family, no less than Guihai family. It has fallen to the point where it is today. The big business is destroyed, like Mount Tai collapses. Isn't it enough to make up for your grandfather's death? I want you to let Yu Ning live, she is the only bloodline of the Jiang family."

"Jiang Yuning has defected to the God of Death, do you really have no idea?" Gui Hai'an's face was dull, "She has really never contacted you in recent years?"

Old Jiang's expression gradually darkened. Of course, Jiang Yuning had contact with him, but could he tell Gui Hai'an? Of course not. The Jiang family only has that bloodline, so he can't let her die.

Gui Hai'an continued: "Isn't that mixed-race young man also the grandson of your Jiang family?"

"But he is not a real Yanhuang person, and he cannot continue his bloodline for the Jiang family." Old Jiang said.

Outside the door, Jiang Zheyu paused his hand when he opened the door.

"Jiang Yuning defected to the God of Death, she is already a sinner. She is also not as good as Jiang Zheyu."

Go to the coast.

Old Jiang's eyes trembled, "Yu Ning's surname is Jiang after all."

"Just name is just a false name." Guihai'an Road.

"Old Jiang, I don't want to attack you. Someone has already set his sights on that thing. You should know what you want to leave it to me. I can still keep you free in your later years, otherwise... you will have nothing."

Guihai'an's tone is plain, but it exudes pressure, which is suffocating.

Mr. Jiang's face turned pale.

Tang Ying sneered, "Mr. Jiang, my husband also respects you as the deceased old man's best friend, so he is so polite to you. If you really don't know how to politely and refuse to hand over the things, then don't blame us for being rude to you. At that time, you will be bored."

Jiang Zheyu took out the key and opened the door. He walked in calmly and said coldly: "Mr. Guihai, why do you have to bully an old man?"

Gui Hai'an glanced at Jiang Zheyu indifferently.

The blue bird smiled and stared at Jiang Zheyu contemptuously, "Boy, why bother? You know that old guy won't give you something. Tell the person behind you so that he won't think about it."

Jiang Zheyu ignored the provocation of the blue bird, but walked to Mr. Jiang without squinting, squatting down, "Grandpa, mom misses you very much. She is sick and wants to see you for the last time."

Old Jiang's pupils suddenly shrank.

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