The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 23 This Plan Wants to Destroy the Lang Family
As Lang Zhengping became so angry that he vomited blood, the already messy mourning hall became even more chaotic.

After swallowing two heart-protecting pills in succession, Lang Zhengping's boiling mood calmed down. He took a deep breath and looked at Lang Jiuchuan with a scrutinizing and puzzled look in his eyes. After a long while, he asked, "How do you know that your grandfather's body was tampered with?"

Lang Jiuchuan said: "Who knows, maybe the old man came to me in a dream and complained about a headache."

This asking-for-a-punch tone made Lang Zhengping so angry that his chest ached. Blood rushed up his throat again, but he forced it down and asked, "Is there anything else? What exactly do they want to do by doing this?"

The last question was asked with suppressed anger.

Lang Jiuchuan tore off the two Yin Gathering Talismans pasted inside the coffin, handed them to Taoist Master Zhong, and said, "You can see the tricks of nailing the coffin, so I think you must have some Taoist skills. Tell him about it."

Taoist Master Zhong: “?”

No, isn’t this a matter of course for this young believer?

He looked up at Lang Jiuchuan, and seeing her face, he was a little confused. He took the yellow talisman and looked at it, frowning: "Is this the Yin Gathering Talisman? Master Jingchi, can you take a look?"

Master Jingchi took it and carefully examined it, then chanted a Buddhist mantra: "It is definitely the Gathering Yin Talisman without a doubt."

Seeing the heavy faces of the two men, Lang Zhengping's heart sank to the bottom. He asked his family members to retreat outside the door, and only took his eldest son and third brother to the side and asked in a low voice: "May I ask the two masters, what is the meaning of this talisman?"

Taoist Master Zhong and Jingchi looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes. They were involved in the underworld of a wealthy family. This was not a good thing for monks, but they were still in the mortal world, so they could not ignore it if they encountered it.

"I am not a skilled practitioner, but I know a thing or two about this. Please listen to me. According to rumors, the corpse is identified with a Yin Sha needle, and a Yin Talisman is pasted inside the coffin. The coffin is then sealed with nails that have been soaked in Yin Sha Qi. Over time, the corpse will become a fierce evil. Once the evil is fully developed, the place where the bones are buried will also become a Yin Sha place. According to Feng Shui, this is a great disaster that will bring disaster to the local environment and even future generations..."

Master Zhong stopped there.

People believe that fallen leaves return to their roots, so the burial place of Kaiping Hou after his death is naturally the ancestral tomb of the Lang family. So if it weren't for Lang Jiuchuan's interference, the old man would have been buried in the ancestral tomb like this, waiting for the evil place to become a thing. Sooner or later, the feng shui of the Lang family would have been destroyed, and their descendants would have died.

The person behind the scenes is very vicious.

Lang Zhengping and others' faces changed drastically.

What a vicious idea! He wants to destroy the Lang family!

Lang Caimeng had never come into contact with such a strange underworld, and asked him with a pale face: "If this is successful, will my Lang family really be in trouble? Is there really such a Taoist priest in the world?"

Taoist Master Zhong smiled lightly: "The art of trickery has always existed, and so is this kind of evil art. We also call the magicians who practice evil arts evil. It's not easy to do it, but it's not easy to do it. So whether it succeeds or not depends on the ability of the person using the art and whether the evil object used is useful."

"Then according to your opinion, is it difficult to deal with the sorcerer who plotted against my Lang family?" Lang Zhengping asked with a serious face.

Taoist Master Zhong subconsciously looked at Lang Jiuchuan and said vaguely, "Don't panic, kind people. The Lang family has its own nobles who have merits and blessings. We will definitely get through this disaster safely. Isn't this evil situation broken?"

The person who broke the impasse seemed to be the girl in front of him. It was really strange that her face was hard to understand.

Jing Chi also looked at Lang Jiuchuan. The other party looked over, and his eyes...

Jingchi suddenly felt a sharp pain in his eyes and quickly closed them, chanting a Buddhist phrase, feeling terrified.

Following the gaze of Taoist Master Zhong, Lang Zhengping seemed to be thinking about something, rubbing his fingers. Lang Jiuchuan bent down to tidy up the messy hair of Old Master Lang. In a place where no one could see, a drop of blood oozed from her fingertips, and she quickly drew a talisman on his forehead. When the talisman light sank into his forehead, she straightened up and said to Lang Zhengping: "The auspicious time is almost over, let's seal the coffin first. It will be bad if we miss the auspicious time."

Sealing the coffin is also a way to comfort the soul of the deceased in heaven, so it should not be delayed and other matters can be put aside for the time being.

Lang Zhengping also knew that things had different priorities, so he turned around and bowed to the two monks and Taoists, saying, "We know nothing about the art of trickery, and we don't know how to deal with these things, or whether my father needs to be reburied. So I ask you two to take care of the coffin sealing ceremony, and make sure my father is buried in peace as soon as possible to tell his spirit in heaven. After the funeral ceremony, I will light the brightest ever-burning lamps for my father at Ci'en Temple and Qinghua Temple."

"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

"Amitabha."

With the two presiding over the ceremony, several monks and Taoists were quickly called in to tidy up the mourning hall. Amidst the music and drums, the coffin was sealed and all the filial sons and daughters retreated outside the door to wait and listen.

Fan looked uneasy, twisting her hands, and leaned forward slightly to ask her husband, "What happened just now?"

Lang Zhengping shook his head: "We'll talk about it later."

Cui, who was kneeling behind the two men, raised her eyelids slightly, then drooped them again, and forced herself not to turn her head to look in the direction of Langjiuchuan.

When the coffin was sealed, everyone started crying again, because once the coffin was completely closed, they would never see that person again.

As the eldest son, Lang Zhengping personally hammered down the last nail of the coffin, then knelt on the ground, pressed his forehead against the ground and cried bitterly.

Not far away, a group of people were standing or kneeling, watching with sad expressions.

"We are probably the only family in the capital that arranges funerals the way we do. If this gets out, our Kaiping Marquis Mansion will be a laughing stock." Lang Cailing said hesitantly. How can they face people after this?

Lang Caiguang pulled the black mourning band tied around his arm and said nonchalantly, "Laugh if you want. We all have to observe mourning and don't have to go out to see people. Can this joke last for three years?"

There is no shortage of new things in the capital. Even the most talked-about topics will soon be overshadowed by new ones.

Having said that, with things like this, outsiders will surely say that they don't manage their household properly, and their future marriage plans will also be affected, right?
It's all Lang Jiuchuan's fault. He's such a troublemaker. He caused so much trouble just after coming back.

Looking at the culprit again, he was not only daydreaming but also yawning.

Lang Cailing glared at Lang Jiuchuan, and when the latter looked at her, she subconsciously hid behind Lang Caiguang. When she realized what she had done, she stomped her feet in annoyance.

What is she afraid of?
But when she thought of this man's series of actions and the black fog that seemed like a dream before, she felt a little scared.

Lang Cailing closed her eyes and thought to herself, I'm not afraid of her, I'm her elder sister, I'm just giving her the thumbs up.

Suddenly, there was a commotion behind her. Lang Cailing turned around and saw someone in white mourning clothes rushing in with murderous intent. Behind him, a group of people were sweating profusely as they tried to stop him.

The man pushed away the people blocking his way and yelled madly, "Get out of my way, Langjiu, get out of here!"

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