"I have told you a long time ago that our old Pan family's ancestral home is blessed by a god!" Pan Jinsuo said with a smile. The old couple finished their meal and then Pan Jinsuo cleaned up the mess. After cleaning up, Pan Jinsuo sneakedly lit three incense sticks and prayed respectfully in front of the ancestral tablets.

"Blessed by our ancestors, we must let Yangyang come back safely. If you have any questions, I will replace him..."

After inserting three incense sticks into the incense burner, Pan Jinsuo kept beating again. Perhaps because he was old, Pan Jinsuo was getting nagging more and more, but he didn't notice it at all. Finally, Pan Jinsuo looked up:

"hiss--"

I saw that the three incense sticks actually burned one out of two shorts and one long!

Pan Jinsuo couldn't help but take a breath of air: "People are most afraid of three long and two shorts, and the fragrance is most afraid of two shorts and one long...

"Nothing really happened to Yangyang..."

"Dad, I'm back!"

A familiar call made Pan Jinsuo's frown unfold instantly. He hurried to the store and just saw Pan Yang and Yuan Baoer coming back together. Li Yuanfang was pulling Yuan Baoer to ask about his well-being.

"Good boy, you're back!" Pan Jinsuo put on his son's hand and trembled inexplicably...

He didn't know what was trembling. His son was right in front of him, but he seemed to have lost it before...

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Pan Yang smiled and hugged his dad's shoulder: "Aren't I intact?"

Pan Jinluo's eyes were moist and he nodded vigorously: "It's good to be intact, it's good to be intact..."

"Old Pan!" Li Yuanfang and Pan Jinsuo winked, then pulled Yuan Baoer and said with a smile: "Baoer, while you and Yangyang are here today, let's just make an appointment with your in-laws to have a meal together!"

Yuan Baoer subconsciously looked at Pan Yang, and Pan Yang shrugged helplessly: "Mom, just say yes!"

"It's true!" Li Yuanfang smiled and grabbed Pan Yang again: "Boy, don't run away this time!"

Pan Yang smiled bitterly: "Don't worry, I don't have the strength now..."

...

In the hotel, Pan Jinsuo and Yuan Hong were discussing fiercely about which hotel to take the banquet, where to take wedding photos, and where to buy wedding houses. Yuan Baoer pretended to pick up dishes while sending a message to Pan Yang: "Jinlian, do you think the global earthquake was strange two days ago?"

Pan Yang nodded.

Yuan Baoer said again: "You may not believe it when you say it. After the earthquake, my realm dropped inexplicably!

"Originally, I was in the fourth level of magical power realm, but now I have fallen to the second level of Qigong realm! And not only me, my master's realm has also fallen! She has broken through to the third level of spiritual power realm before, and she has fallen to the fourth level of Qigong realm, and now she has fallen to the second level of Qigong realm, and she has fallen to the second level of Qigong realm...

"Did you fall off the golden lotus?"

Pan Yang waved to her, Yuan Baoer put his little head over with a strange look on his face, and Pan Yang leaned into her ear:

"It fell off."

Yuan Baoer was stunned and sent a message to the secret: "If you lose it, you don't have to exaggerate it, right? Just send a message to the secret!

"Don't tell me you've fallen to the end!"

Pan Yang smiled bitterly: "It's all."

Yuan Baoer opened her eyes wide in disbelief: "Really?"

Pan Yang hugged her neck and leaned into her ear: "It's more real than real gold..."

Yuan Baoer blinked her big eyes and suddenly laughed again: "Can I beat you up again?"

Pan Yang said mysteriously: "Maybe not possible, I represent the way of heaven. If you beat me up, you will be struck by lightning..."

Yuan Baoer curled his lips: You are so awesome!

"Hey! Look!" Li Yuanfang winked at Pan Jinsuo and Yuan Hong's couple: "How great is the young couple!"

When Pan Jinsuo and Yuan Hong saw that Pan Yang and Yuan Baoer hugged each other and bit their ears, it was indeed quite sweet.

Yuan Hong also thought: "Okay, as long as they are happy together, they are better than anything else!

"I won't argue anymore, just do what you said!"

Pan Jinsuo was very happy and picked up the wine glass: "Come on, Lao Yuan, let's go!"

Yuan Hong: "Go one!"

...

Fairyland, Qingcheng Mountain.

Zhenren Zhao stood on the Emperor Platform, looking down at the white waves rolling under his feet, and the sea of ​​clouds surging, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion:

"Kong Fang, why don't our disciple come back yet?"

Confucius grinned beside him: "Zheng Sect Master, our disciple is already a saint. Are you still worried about what will happen to him? I guess he is probably staying in the Yin Realm to accompany his wife intimate!"

Zhao Zhenren thought about it and said: "His wife is the Queen of the Netherworld, Yongzhen Underworld. If he wants to accompany his wife, he can only stay in the Yin Realm. Our Taoist sect has moved to the Immortal Realm, and it is not easy to see him..."

"This is also impossible. First, the fairy world is more suitable for us to practice, and second, if we don't move, it's not easy to manage his wife." Kong Zhenren spread his hands: "Besides, haven't Niu Mowang and the others moved too?

"Now the Yin Realm is already full of the underworld!"

"You are right." Zhao Zhenren nodded, and Kong Zhenren observed his expression and said, "This brat has forgotten his master after marrying a wife. When he comes back, you can't save face for him. You have to punish him for a few words!"

Zhao Zhenren suddenly laughed, "Maybe, when he comes back, he will bring our little disciple!"

Kong Zhenren's eyes lit up: "Yes! I will be a guide for the young disciples!"

"No!" Zhao Zhenren looked stern: "You have already led the way, so I must lead the way this time!"

Kong Zhenren smiled and said, "The head of the sect, it depends on fate. Maybe the young disciple is destined to be with me!"

Zhao Zhenren looked serious: "Kong Fang, I see that you are unstable and you will definitely gain something after being in seclusion for a hundred years!"

Kong Zhenren was stunned: "Ah? The head of the sect, I..."

Zhenren Zhao frowned: "Why don't you go to seclusion?"

Kong Zhenren:(?_?)

...

Yin Realm, Hall of Hell.

The Queen of Netherworld on the throne, who was so beautiful that she slapped the arbor with a slap: "Bitch! You dare to talk nonsense!

"I don't care how many years you have been sentenced to abducting your child in the Yang Realm. For me, I must go through all the eighteen levels of hell!

"Come on, drag her out, and the eighteenth level of hell will be recycled for a hundred years before dealing with it!"

"Yes!" The bullhead and horse face forced the ugly middle-aged woman out, one after another!

Hu Xian'er leaned back, and her eyebrows showed fatigue. Bai Susu, who was serving the sword next to her, whispered in concern:

"Sister, you have already sentenced nine hundred and ninety-nine cases in a row. Let's take a break!"

"It's okay for me. Anyway, he is not here, and I have nothing else to do." Hu Xian'er smiled bitterly and shook her head, and asked again: "Sister, do you have a good relationship with your husband, but can't you feel him?"

Bai Susu said helplessly: "He is not in the Yin Realm, I can't sense it, I can only sense that he is in another world..."

"Hmph!" Hu Xian'er curled her lips: "Okay, I don't believe it anymore. If you have the ability, he will never come!

"When he comes, I will punish him severely!"

Bai Susu asked carefully: "Sister, how do you punish your husband?"

Hu Xian'er: "Put him dry!"

【The book is over】

【Complete comments】

After finishing the book, my heart is empty.

Actually, I was really confident when I published this book and wrote it with great care, but unfortunately it still failed.

Wang Pao is almost forty years old, with old people and young people. It would be too naive to say anything about dreams at this time.

Procurement is the most important thing.

I don't want to be eunuch anymore. Eunuchs are really painful for obsessive-compulsive disorder.

So I insisted on completing the book. Although more than one million words are not much, I think all the holes I dug have been filled in and the foreshadowings have been explained clearly.

As for how much money this book earns, I can only say that it is barely enough to pay the mortgage. This means that my wife still makes money. If I rely solely on myself, my whole family will have to drink the northwest wind.

But even if my wife can make money, I, a big man, cannot rely on my wife to support me! I can't get up with this book, so I can only finish the book as soon as possible. Let's finish it again!

I don't believe it anymore, I have to get up!

This is all for the limited space! I started to go into seclusion today and polish new books!
Chapter completed!