"Anyway, in my heart, there is only one ancestral hall in the Zhao family...it is this one!!"

That look, that tone of voice, is extremely firm.

It's the temple, and I don't know how to continue.

"But...this Zhao family ancestral hall, yes, not everyone can do it?" He said vaguely.

Fragments of Thunder Fury are not everywhere.

The ancestral hall built by the Zhao family will certainly not have such a dark mist.

That being the case, why did the Zhao family build another ancestral hall?

Isn't that asking for trouble? !

Mr. Huang was a little confused: "What... what? What?"

Speaking vaguely, why not make it clearer! ?

Dingmiao licked his lips and hesitated: "I mean, these are the tablets... I saw just now. There are some tablets in them. They must be Zhao family ancestor's spiritual cards, and Zhao family ancestors' tokens are here By the way, the new ancestral hall... will never enshrine one more, right?"

If it is enshrined, it would be superfluous.

But if you don't worship, what do you do with that new ancestral hall?

Are you kidding me?

"Well, I don't know!" Huang Lao's face sank: "The ghost knows what they are doing!"

At that place, as long as you listen to it, your ears are pricked, not to mention the past.

He was also worried that he would be **** alive after watching it.

Dingmiao raised his eyebrows, and looked at Ling Luoyu thoughtfully: "So, you don't know anything about the situation there..."

"It's not rare for Lao Tzu to know what happened over there!!"

Huang Lao gritted his teeth, his anger came up again, and he couldn't help but cursed all those people.

Ling Luoyu's lips curled up with a thin smile: "Dingmiao, since Grandpa Huang doesn't know, then let's not bother him anymore!"

Greeting Dingmiao, the two bid farewell and left.

After only walking two steps, he turned around and came back: "Yes, Grandpa Huang, I think... The reason why family chief Zhao chose another place, I guess he doesn't like it here!"

"dislike?"

Huang Lao was a little speechless.

It's just an ancestral hall. Do you want to talk about what you like or not?

Could it be that if you like it, you can live here all year round?

"I think, this Zhao family leader, shouldn't he come here much?"

Elder Huang hesitated and thought about it for a moment: "...Well, it's really...Since the old patriarch died suddenly and he took over, he has been working outside, saying that he wants to expand the family business, even if it is an annual sacrifice. Send someone to act as a representative and perform your annual duties..."

He suddenly looked up, his eyes extremely unhappy.

"But, I don't like it, so I can't help but come? Who is this? The ancestors of the Zhao family... are his ancestors of Zhao Ziming. Even if he is not the bloodline of the old patriarch, he is the Zhao family. People, who lie here are all his ancestors, how could he blaspheme his ancestors like this?!"

Dingmiao looked at Ling Luoyu in confusion, and then at Huang Lao.

Does it make any sense to talk about the Zhao family?

Even if it is Zhao Ziming who deceived his master and annihilated his ancestor, it doesn't matter to them, right?

Besides, the purpose of their trip was to find out whether the ancestors of the Zhao family were related to the Miao family.

It's okay now, just because I didn't do it, I pulled out these messy things.

But at this time, Huang Lao was filled with righteous indignation, and he was not good at asking gossip.