Chapter 210: Blood Sacrifice

Altar of Situ Mansion

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The old master and Situ Ming looked at the codex with solemn faces.

"This brute really wants to deprive the criminal child of his nationality. This is a salary draw from the bottom of the kettle, so that the criminal child has no protection from the family's luck, and thus becomes a rootless duckweed. ā€

Situ Ming, who was wearing an official robe and had white light all over his body, snatched the expression from him, glanced at it, and immediately became angry and cursed angrily.

The old master's face also suddenly became gloomy, and Situ Ming looked at the old master whose whole body was trembling, and closed his mouth in disdain.

Situ Lang is a brute, so what is the old master and him?

"This evil obstacle! ā€

The old master roared angrily, but thinking of Situ Lang's relationship with him, the latter words were swallowed back by him rationally.

"Father, what should we do, we can't be succeeded by this thief, he is going to ruin the future of the torturer. ā€

Situ Ming looked at the ghosts and gods who were in a bit of a commotion outside, and asked a little anxiously.

"Now the Ancestors are sleeping. ā€

"Because the torturer has received a quota from the imperial court, although the strength of you and me is the strongest. But it can't suppress so many ghosts and gods. ā€

The old master looked at the greedy ghosts and gods around the altar, and said with some anxiety.

"They wouldn't have done such an unwise act, would they?"

"After all, the criminals will achieve something in the future, and it will be beneficial for them to shine on the lintel. ā€

Situ Ming said with some disbelief.

"You are just too kind-hearted and think too much about human nature, otherwise you wouldn't have been calculated by Situ Lang's evil obstacles. ā€

The old master glanced at Situ Ming, and said with some hatred.

"Even if you are a ghost who dies in vain, your mind is still so simple. ā€

Situ Ming was reprimanded by the old master, and he lowered his head a little resignedly, not daring to look at each other.

Seeing such a situation, the old master couldn't help but sigh helplessly. This son has always been pure and loyal, but he is too kind.

Otherwise, he would not have been calculated by Situ Lang and died unexpectedly.

Fortunately, he gave birth to a good grandson.

Situ Xing, both in terms of character and methods, is very much to his liking.

Decisive and merciless,

"Such a good grandson, I can't let your brute be ruined!"

The old master's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and he tore Situ Lang's codex to pieces without hesitation.

"No!"

Situ Lang, who was sacrificing, and the elders of the family, suddenly had an unusually cold voice in their hearts.

Not!

This is the ancestral spirit who denied Situ Lang's expulsion from the Situ criminal clan.

Several clan elders secretly exchanged glances, they thought that the ancestral spirit would not agree, but they did not expect that the ancestral spirit would be so direct and so decisive.

Situ Lang's face was even more strange, and he looked at the ancestral hall in a daze.

The shrine symbolizing the old master and Situ Ming has been lit up, and the lamps and candles enshrined on the shrine have completely turned blue, which is indescribably weird.

And the old master's divine position was trembling constantly, as if he was already angry.

"The old master is angry!"

"The head of the family did not agree to expel Situ from his family. ā€

"Think about it, Situ Xing is the grandson of the Situ family, if according to the bloodline, he is still above the current head of the family, how can the ancestral spirit agree to expel him from the clan?"

"I heard that the head of the family back then was not Situ Lang, but Situ Ming, Situ Xing's father. ā€

"But Situ Ming's strange death in a foreign place, according to the law of the ancestors, it should be Situ Xing to inherit the position of the head of the family... However, Situ Lang united with the elders of the clan and inherited the position of the head of the family as a concubine. ā€

"Misplaced!"

Several subordinates looked at the trembling god card and the faint blue firelight, exchanged a look, and whispered secretly.

"Silence!"

"If the master of the house hears it, he will definitely be killed with a rod!"

Situ Lang stood there with a strange expression, his face showing a look that seemed to be crying but not crying, and not smiling. The divine light in his eyes was even more complicated, and finally turned into a faint sigh:

"Ten years ago, you chose Big Brother. Ten years later, you chose the eldest brother's son again, is the title of the son-in-law really so important?"

"Am I not your son?"

"Isn't it your blood that flows through me?"

The old family owner in the blessed land of the underworld couldn't help but stiffen, and his eyes also revealed a trace of rare warmth. It also has the color of memory.

Situ Lang has been strong since he was a child.

In order to get a compliment from himself, he studied the classics hard, practiced martial arts desperately, and handled all the things he gave him extremely satisfactorily.

However, he rarely gave him a smile. He poured all his feelings into his eldest son Situ Ming.

Looking at Situ Lang, who had a strange expression and an aggrieved look in his eyes, the old man suddenly felt that maybe he had really done something wrong.

The responsibility for today's Xiao Wall disaster is not Situ Lang or Situ Ming, but his own father's lack of education.

The son is not filial, the father is at fault!

"It would be nice if you weren't a concubine. ā€

The old man's eyes flashed, and after a while, he sighed faintly.

"Father!"

Situ Ming looked at the old master with a depressed expression and said with some worry.

"I'm fine. ā€

"Xing'er is the jade tree of our Situ family, a thousand miles away. ā€

"Situ Lang is going to ruin the future of the criminal because of his own selfishness, how can I tolerate him!"

The old master's body suddenly stood straight, there was no trace of warmth in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice.

"Situ Lang is not in the right position, and Situ Xing is the grandson of the Situ family, and his status is precious. No ghost or god is allowed to accept Situ Lang's sacrifice. ā€

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

As the old master's words landed, many ghosts and gods bowed their heads and promised, but there were still a few ghosts and gods who looked at the altar greedily, obviously not wanting to give up the fat in their hands.

The old master's eyes couldn't help but stare at it, and the divine light behind him was full of light, and those hesitant ghosts and gods suddenly felt a chill all around them.

Some looked at the angry old master with fear, but they didn't want to give up the sacrifice that was about to arrive.

Neither side could suppress the other for a while, and a stalemate ensued.

"There are still not enough sacrifices!"

Bi Rong, who was dressed in a Taoist robe, quietly walked to Situ Lang's side and whispered:

"These ghosts and gods are the lords who don't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles, and if you want them to open the clan of Situ, you have to show greater sincerity. ā€

"The jade silk thing can't satisfy their appetite, do you want me to make a blood sacrifice can't be made?"

Situ Lang's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he muttered with some dissatisfaction.

The eyes of several ghosts and gods who were confronting the old master couldn't help but light up, and their bright red tongues kept licking their lips, obviously moving towards the blood sacrifice.

"For the sake of great causes, there must always be sacrifices. ā€

Bi Rongdao said with a faint look in his eyes.

Situ Lang's face couldn't help but stiffen, and his eyes showed hesitation.

Blood sacrifices were more common in the ancient wilderness, but Daqian had long banned it, and no one or family was allowed to carry out blood sacrifices in any form. Otherwise, they will be severely punished.

If someone dares to enter the blood sacrifice, public opinion in the world will surely boil.