My spirit appeared on the road to exile, and I was treated as an ancestor.

Chapter 44 Did the Ancestor's Magic Fail Today?

Du Hangwu, who had been knocked unconscious by lightning, finally woke up. He groped his way from the backyard to the front yard. Several loud "booms" and thunderclaps startled him, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Only then did he vaguely remember what he was doing before he fainted.

Du Hangwu's heart was pounding... It could only be a god! The Lu family is definitely protected by the gods, there's no mistake!

Seeing the magnificent sight of the dark mass of people kneeling from the courtyard to the gate of the mansion, he swallowed hard. That day, when a god struck down a bolt of lightning, one person died with each strike.

The thought of having been secretly spying on him earlier filled Du Hangwu with terror. Half his body went limp, and he felt a sudden urge to wet himself. With a "plop," he knelt before the offering table along with the servants and commoners, muttering incantations:

"Gods above, I have offended you many times in the past, but I have come to my senses today. I hope that you will be magnanimous and not hold it against me..."

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Inside the house, two personal servants gripped their knives, neither daring to step forward nor retreat. Every rumble of thunder felt like it was tearing at their flesh, causing them immense suffering.

One of them was trembling with the knife in his hand and legs, on the verge of tears: "I told you the Lu family was protected by the gods, but the adults didn't believe me. Now look what's happened, we're all going to die together!"

He hasn't even gotten married yet, and he should have spent all the silver he hid under the outhouse yesterday. Now he's really too dead to spend it!

Gu Xingzhao almost couldn't hold back: What?

Are you out of your mind? You hid the silver in the outhouse?

Just thinking about that scene made her feel like she could smell it. She couldn't hold back any longer, so she raised her hand and waved her hand. A bolt of lightning struck down from the roof, knocking the servant unconscious.

On the bed, Yu Heng's pupils constricted. He suddenly tried to get out of bed, but his lower limbs were weak, and he fell directly from the bed to the ground. He gripped the bedding tightly with both hands and watched as the lightning hovering above the roof struck and killed his personal attendant.

He muttered to himself, "How could this be... how could this be!"

How could such a bizarre and supernatural thing happen in the world!

With a clang, the knife in the other servant's hand fell to the ground. He scrambled to his feet and kowtowed desperately to Lu Qing and his grandson, crying and shouting, "Gods, please forgive me! I was only following orders! Gods, please forgive me..."

Lu Xingyao's eyes widened like bright pearls. When a god strikes, killing a person is as easy as crushing an ant.

Lu Qing was also shocked...

Gu Xingzhao's move completely terrified everyone in the room.

She was completely bewildered. What was going on?
I just knocked someone out with a knife, why are you so scared?

The thunder still rumbled on the roof, as if it might strike down at any moment.

The servant grabbed Lu Qing's robe as if it were a lifeline, pleading, "Lord Lu! Please, I beg you to spare my life! I don't want to die... I have an eighty-year-old mother and young children to support. I don't want to die! Please!"

The sound of kowtowing echoed loudly!
Gu Xingzhao suddenly realized that they thought he had killed everyone.

Lu Qing kept a straight face. Although he felt reluctant, he did not speak. He thought to himself: These people have offended our ancestors. They have no one to blame but themselves for this fate.

In Lu Xingyao's eyes, there was not only shock but also longing. He wondered how his ancestor had attained enlightenment and whether he would take on disciples.

Just thinking about the divine power to kill someone with a single blow filled him with excitement.

"..." Gu Xingzhao remained silent. After all, they had spent more than half a month together. Did he look like such a ruthless person?

I, Gu Xingzhao, am a civilized modern person, okay? I wouldn't even step on an ant while walking normally, so how did I end up killing one with one hand?

Feeling wronged that her reputation had been unfairly damaged, she waved her hand, and a thunderclap took away the remaining servant who was so frightened that he wet himself.

One by one, his personal attendants were hacked to death before his eyes. Yu Heng's body stiffened, his blood stagnant, and he tremblingly reached out his hand towards Lu Qing, "Master..."

Lu Qing turned his face away, unwilling to look at this heartless disciple any longer.

He had taught and guided several of the late emperor's princes and princesses, and their personalities could be discerned even in their youth.

Back then, the princes vied for the throne, and their methods were despicable and ruthless, each step leading to someone's death. Prince Su should have been the most likely to ascend the throne, but an assassination attempt left him with a scar on his face, completely extinguishing his chances of becoming emperor. However, this saved his life, allowing him to leave the capital. In recent years, however, he has been ambitious, amassing troops in the south and maintaining his power, with spies all over the capital.

Many of the veteran officials who had offered advice to King Su died suddenly.

If the emperor was incompetent and ruthless, then what good was Prince Su?

Seeing that Lu Qing was open-minded and didn't plead for Yu Heng, Gu Xingzhao felt relieved. Before this, she was really afraid that Lu Qing would ask her for help.

Now it seems that the old man truly deserves to be a Grand Secretary of two dynasties; he has a broad vision and a clear understanding of right and wrong.

Prince Su, who is no better than the emperor, will not turn his back on him just because the emperor is heartless.

Gu Xingzhao was in a good mood and gave Yu Heng a quick and painless slap.

The thunder rolled again, and Yu Heng was terrified. His whole body convulsed, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Lu Qing was heartbroken. He raised his sleeve to wipe away two lines of tears. After all, this was someone he had carefully nurtured, as close as a son or nephew. How could he not be heartbroken?
Gu Xingzhao looked around and asked the system, "Can I take the things in this room with me?"

[Reporting to the host: There is an altar set up in the manor. Items in the manor can be taken away, only subject to applicable taxes and fees.]

Since the items in this room were not offerings, and fearing that the system might change its mind, Gu Xingzhao immediately picked out a few items that looked reasonably valuable.

At this moment, Lu Qing picked up the bedding from the ground and covered Yu Heng with it. He sighed, his voice hoarse and weak: "This is also a way of sending you off on your final journey, fulfilling our years of teacher-student relationship. I only wish that you will be a good person in your next life, and never associate with treacherous villains like Prince Su again..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to wipe away tears.

The atmosphere prompted Lu Xingyao to step forward and pat his grandfather on the back to comfort him. He felt that his grandfather had aged more than ten years at that moment, and could no longer straighten his back. He was saddened and distressed.

Holding the loot he had collected, Gu Xingzhao wondered if he should leave a note, since he had spent a lot of money saving people and it was only right to collect some consultation fees.

She wouldn't dare take any of the things outside, but the things inside the house looked pretty good, and some of them could be left for Lu Qing and the others to use.

She wanted to share something with the old man, but when she turned around, she saw him busy mourning his wayward disciple.

Gu Xingzhao: "???"

"No... why are you crying? The person isn't dead."

They even covered his head; that was too fast. All that's missing is a coffin.

Upon hearing his ancestor's words, Lu Qing was visibly taken aback, his movements stiffening. "Not...dead?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Xingyao was also stunned for a moment. He reacted quickly and walked to the side to check on the two servants who had been struck by lightning. They were indeed still alive.

He looked like he'd discovered something amazing: "Grandfather, those two aren't dead either!"

Lu Qing felt a mix of emotions. He silently lifted half of the blanket, revealing his wicked disciple's head. "Our ancestors were kind-hearted. They only wished that after you woke up, you would behave well and not associate with treacherous people like Prince Su."

Lu Xingyao was puzzled: Had the ancestor's magic failed him today? He hadn't killed Du Hangwu earlier, and now he hadn't killed these three either?

Gu Xingzhao: "..."

Thunder rumbled in the air; she really wanted to smash that conspicuous bag a couple of times.

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