When a Western Fantasy Witch Traveled to the Immortal Cultivation World and Became the King of Scrol

Chapter 71 Overturn the table, this father doesn't want it anymore

Zhou Ling silently watched her mother's back as she hurried away, and always felt that her mother was a little strange today.

Although her mother was considered strange by many people, spoke incoherently and sometimes had a child-like innocence and frankness, Zhou Ling, as a daughter, did not think her mother was strange. Everyone has their own face and no one is perfect. In her eyes, her mother was the best mother in the world.

But my mother's performance today was a little more agitated than before, with a contradictory feeling of being happy but also angry.

Is this... because of the fight I had with someone, or because I suddenly missed my deceased father?

Zhou Ling was guessing when he lit the incense again, but suddenly a piece of incense ash broke off and fell on the back of his hand.

She was startled by the burn and subconsciously shook her hands. However, she found that the incense in her hand had burned into an unlucky shape of two short and one long.

"Dad! You...you can't do this. What's the meaning of burning like this? My mother and I are both cultivators now. We are no longer mortals who could only run for our lives when we encountered a small monster. Moreover, now is the time of the Taoist competition. We are hiding in the sect and not going out. It's quite safe. What's the meaning of your giving such a warning, you..."

Zhou Ling couldn't continue speaking because the incense in her hand suddenly went out for some unknown reason.

After a long silence, Zhou Ling held up the three incense sticks and carefully checked the quality of the incense. He found that they were not damp and there were no quality problems. There was only one reason...

"Dad, are you angry?"

There was a strange thing. From childhood to adulthood, whenever they burned this kind of unlucky incense for their father, within a few days, some disaster would inevitably occur in the place where they lived.

At first, she was willing to believe it. Every time the mother and daughter burned this kind of incense, they would pack their bags, stay alert to their surroundings, and prepare to run away. Later, as it came true many times, Zhou Ling began to believe without a doubt that her father must be blessing her and her mother in heaven.

But after all these years, there has never been a situation where all the incense sticks went out at the same time.

So Zhou Ling wondered if it was because she didn't want to move that made her father angry?

"Dad, you don't know our current situation. It's really quite safe inside the sect. And right now, the competition hasn't ended yet, so we can't just leave whenever we want. Dad, don't be angry. Although we can't leave for the time being, we will remember your warning and will definitely pay attention to our own safety recently."

Zhou Ling knelt in front of the tablet and tried to explain for a long time, but the extinguished incense in her hand did not respond at all. Well, she had no other choice.

Zhou Ling took a long breath, rubbed his numb legs, and changed from kneeling to sitting on the cushion. He stared at the three incense sticks in his hand for a while, then suddenly reached out and broke the longest incense stick with a snap, making it equal in length to the other two sticks.

She turned around and smiled at her father's tablet, looking cute and innocent.

"They're all burnt out anyway, so it'll look better if they're the same length. Can you please..."

"Ahhh!" Before Zhou Ling could finish her words, her mother suddenly rushed in from outside, screaming. Her speed so fast that Zhou Ling was speechless.

But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the first thing my mother did when she rushed back to her own yard was to overturn her father's altar tablet!
“Ahhhhhhh!!! Oh my dear mother!”

Zhou Ling's pupils trembled! He held his head with both hands and instantly turned into a groundhog screamer.

"He! From now on, he's a stranger! I don't know him!"

Zhou Li's face turned red due to the huge fluctuations in his emotions and the rush of blood. He gritted his teeth while speaking. His expression was ferocious and terrifying, as if he could eat three children in one breath without blinking.

As for Zhou Ling, she was completely oblivious to the situation. She held her head and looked at the scattered fruits and tablets on the ground with her eyes wide open, unable to recover for a long time.

Zhou Li, who overturned the table, was still not satisfied. He looked at the black tablet on the ground, frowned, raised his leg and kicked it so fast that Zhou Ling, who was standing by, had no time to stop him.

The hand that was trying to rescue the tablet was stretched out in the air, but there was a crisp cracking sound, and only a pile of shattered wood debris was left on the ground.

Zhou Ling’s eyes went dark, his knees went weak, and he fell to his knees with a thump.

(End of this chapter)