Seeing Qin Liuxi call to stop, Ming Hui looked over.
Qin Liuxi said, "Now, everywhere is experiencing snow disasters. Let the Young Master accumulate so good fortune for the little princess. Although there is indeed so negligence on their part, it’s not entirely within their control. It’s an act beyond human ability, so spare them from the death penalty."
Ming Hui’s eyes deepened. Beyond human ability, what does that an?
Supernatural events?
"Take them away and give them thirty lashes." Ming Wang flicked his sleeve, delivering the punishnt, and then said to Qin Liuxi, "Junior Temple Master, it’s cold and snowy outside, why not co inside for a hot tea and talk?"
Qin Liuxi ca precisely for that century-old ghost, and now realized it was in the Ming Royal Mansion, so naturally, she wouldn’t refuse. She followed the father and son into the Ming Royal Mansion.
During the visit, she also corrected their address terms, as she has already taken over the position of Temple Master of Qingping Temple.
"All these years we haven’t forgotten to add incense oil to Qingping Temple. We’ve heard about that matter, but we haven’t seen each other in years, and we couldn’t imdiately get used to your new title. We hope the temple master can forgive us." Ming Wang said with folded hands.
Qin Liuxi smiled and made a Taoist ceremony gesture: "That’s okay."
Ming Hui looked at the woman in front of him, still dressed in n’s attire, who could only be described as handso and remarkable. This person could truly be either male or female by only binding her chest.
Her unintentional smile was particularly captivating.
However, her icy deanor also made people hesitant to profane her. Ming Hui shook his head and asked, "Temple Master, what did you an earlier? Was it non-human when Zhen’er climbed up the wall?"
Qin Liuxi took a sip of tea and nodded, "How could a child of less than two years climb such a high wall by herself? Unless she was really sky-high mischievous."
Ming Wang complained, "She truly is mischievous with boundless energy. Clearly, she listened to ancient zither music and watched elegant dances in the womb, yet after being born, she’s like a little monkey. Once she learned to walk, she beca a little genius, no other family’s child is as mischievous as she is."
Qin Liuxi silently picked up her tea, hearing a hint of pride.
"Shut up, old man, is that the main point?" Ming Hui glared at him.
Ming Wang retorted hotly, "How are you speaking to ? Do you think I won’t let your sister inherit everything?"
Ming Hui rolled his eyes and looked back at Qin Liuxi: "Sorry, that’s how he has been since Zhen’er was born. Please continue?"
Qin Liuxi set down the teacup and said, "I’m not entirely passing by. I’m here looking for soone, to be precise, looking for a ghost."
"You ca to our mansion for that?" Ming Hui was astonished.
Is it possible that there are ghosts in their mansion?
"The guide indeed led here, and when I t the little princess, I caught a glimpse of a ghostly figure. It doesn’t seem to an harm to the child, just playing with her."
Ming Wang frowned, "Could it be her deceased mother, the queen?"
Qin Liuxi looked at him.
Ming Wang felt sowhat embarrassed and said, "My concubine didn’t have fortune, she passed away due to illness shortly after giving birth to Zhen’er."
"Not a woman." Qin Liuxi said, "What mother would take her daughter out to play in such cold weather?"
Ming Wang grew increasingly embarrassed, sipping tea to hide his feelings.
Ming Hui stood up: "Then please, Temple Master, take a closer look at where that thing is and destroy it."
His eyes carried a trace of coldness and vicious energy. There’s no malice now, but what about in the future?
Ming Zhen is the cherished gem of their royal mansion, unacceptable to lose even slightly. If Qin Liuxi hadn’t intervened, that piece of land outside would have been stained red today.
...
Qin Liuxi followed the direction pointed by the lecherous ghost, and the ghost said, "I won’t follow you over there. Although I was a traitor for a candle, it’s not good to willingly seek death. Rember to burn things for , my na is Zhang Chao."
"Okay."
The lecherous ghost vanished like smoke.
Ming Hui brushed his arm, and seeming casual, asked Qin Liuxi, "Were you just talking to soone?"
Qin Liuxi replied, "The guiding ghost."
Ming Hui: "..."
Qin Liuxi pointed to the southwest direction: "What’s over there?"
Ming Hui squinted his eyes and said, "That’s our Ming family’s ancestral shrine."
Ancestral shrine, could it be a house ghost of the Ming Royal Mansion?
Qin Liuxi went with them to the ancestral shrine, where they found an old man over fifty keeping watch over a nearby cabin, the shrine was locked.
"Old Man Yu, open the shrine door," Ming Hui instructed the approaching old man.
The old man Yu quickly pulled out a key to open the heavy door, releasing a sandalwood scent that t the sight of rows of morial tablets as they stood at the entrance.
Ming Wang said, "Temple Master, could there be a mistake? These are our Ming family’s ancestors’ tablets."
Ming Hui felt very uneasy. Could it be their family’s ancestors teasing Zhen’er? If found, should they be destroyed or not? It’s like a deadly question!
"Yes or no, it will be clear once we ask, don’t you think?" Qin Liuxi said as she stared at a tablet inscribed with Ming Yu’s na.
A gust of wind blew from inside the shrine, with such strength that it lifted the corners of Ming Wang and Ming Hui’s capes.
Bitter cold hit them.
Ming Wang shivered, teeth chattering as he stamred, "Ask, who do we ask?"
"Your ancestor, Ming Yu, co on out." Qin Liuxi said.
Ming Hui’s handso face stiffened as he quickly found Ming Yu’s ancestral tablet.
Qin Liuxi added, "Old ghost of the Ming family, if you still don’t co out, do you want to force to tear down your ancestral hall?"
"How dare you, brat!" A rough ghostly shout suddenly resounded.
Ming Hui and Ming Wang shivered, they heard it.
Not only did they hear, but they also saw?
A gray-black shadow erged from inside a tablet, gradually forming big eyebrows, big eyes, a square face, thick lips.
Ming Wang glanced at the ancestor portraits hanging in the shrine, it wasn’t Ming Yu, who else could it be, his great-grandfather?
At this mont, Ming Yu, with eyes like bronze bells, glared at him, chastising, "You unworthy descendant, bringing such fetid stars to the ancestral shrine, are you trying to tear down my Ming family shrine?"
Poor Ming Wang, an elderly man being scolded, fell to his knees: "Great, great-grandfather in heaven, please accept your great-grandson’s worship."
Ming Hui also dutifully knelt. If it really was the ancestor, it wouldn’t be right to destroy him, what a dilemma!
Qin Liuxi walked in and asked, "Was it you playing with that little girl? Letting her climb the wall?"
"It’s none of your business, I was playing with my little granddaughter, what’s it to you?" Ming Yu obviously had a temper, snorting: "You have so skill, it doesn’t an I fear you. As you helped Xiao Zhenzhen in passing, I won’t bother with your rudeness. Go back where you ca from!"
Qin Liuxi lowered her eyes: "Then answer one question."
"No answer, get lost!"
Qin Liuxi gave him a smile: "Old, I already paid my respects!"
Ming Yu the older ghost: What do you an?
Bang.
He turned around to see his tablet fly up, falling down with a bang at Qin Liuxi’s feet, and her foot hanging above the tablet.
"I stepped on dog poo on my way here!"
Putting courtesy before impudence, that’s a principle she understands well!
Two people and a ghost: "..."
I’ve figured it out, you intend to sar the ancestor’s (Laozi’s) tablet with shit!
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