Jia Family Ancestral Hall.

Jia Lian's face turned red.

He was pointing at Jia Dairu's nose and cursing.

The words are sharp, the words are insidious, and every sentence is piercing Jia Dairu's wound.

Jia Dairu was scolded and looked pale and powerless, without any slightest power to speak.

The Jia family members around him felt compassion and wanted to come forward to persuade him, but under the cold gaze of the top leader Jia Jing, there was no one who dared to speak.

In the end, I had to give up my thoughts in awkward manner.

Jia Jing didn't think so much about suppressing those branch tribes and not asking them to stand up for Jia Dairu.

Because the matter involved the Changfang lineage of Rongguo Mansion, and Jia Lian and his family had already followed Jia Jing's leader.

therefore,

Now that something happened to Jia Lian, Jia Jing naturally wants to come out to stand.

No, anyone who dares to blow up the thorn will suck that person!

In fact, even if Jia Lian didn’t break out just now, Jia Jing would have to overturn the table and hit such obscene ideas on the head of the Changfang lineage of Rongguo Mansion. Do you think he was dead too slowly?

Anyway, things are a big deal today!

Now Jia Lian scolds Jia Dairu, it is just a little appetizer, and the account that Jia Jing wants to settle is still behind.

This matter must be severely punished!

If those who don’t think so, they know that even when facing the clan of Jia, Jia Jing’s butcher knife is still extremely sharp!

Otherwise.

If they can treat Jia Lian’s wife Wang Xifeng like this today, will they rush into his Yunnan Palace tomorrow?

Jia Jing's murderous intent gradually grew.

And the people from the Jia family branch below were all detached and looked like they were not concerned about their own affairs, and there seemed to be a faint smile on their faces...

...

Jia Lian was scolding.

"Bang!"

A middle-aged man in servant costume tripped over the threshold of the main hall of the ancestral hall and fell heavily in.

Everyone was shocked when they encountered such an unexpected situation.

When Jia Dairu saw the figure on the ground, his eyes suddenly shrank. He was familiar with the person in front of him. Isn’t this the butler of their family?

But at this time, shouldn’t the butler be cooking Jia Rui’s funeral at home?

Why did you run here in a hurry?

Jia Dairu was puzzled.

However, looking at the butler's face was inexplicably frightened, Jia Dairu's face suddenly became heavy.

"What do you think of so hurrying?!"

"Also, I have always taught you that you will be calm whenever you are in a big situation. How can you be so rude when you look so helpless?!"

In front of the butler, Jia Dairu, who was scolded so much that he could not speak back, immediately started to show off.

But before Jia Dairu could say anything, the housekeeper interrupted him directly.

"Master, look, go back and take a look. Young Master Rui's body actually got up from the coffin. The shroud she wore before has now turned into a layer of gray and dilapidated bandage..."

"What? My eldest grandson is alive again!!"

A scream of exclamation.

This sudden news made Jia Dairu's eyes turn red with excitement.

As for what I just said, "I feel calm whenever there is a big deal", I have long been thrown into Java.

Nothing is more important than your eldest grandson!!

"Hurry, let's go home quickly!"

Jia Dairu was full of ecstasy and immediately called the housekeeper and was about to run home.

In the ancestral hall.

Everyone was also in an uproar.

Jia Rui was dead. They had seen it from Jia Dairu before. After all, the corpse spots on the head that were already stiff and purple were so obvious.

But even though they were all dead, they got up from the coffin at this time...

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

Thinking of this, everyone gasped in a cold breath without getting close to them.

Collectively made great contributions to global warming!

The next moment.

The lively discussion almost overturned the ancestral hall.

...

Let’s talk about Jia Dairu’s side.

I heard from the butler that his eldest grandson Jia Rui has come back from the dead, how can Jia Dairu stay here?

Immediately said that I would go back to see my eldest grandson.

Just as Fang turned around, Jia Dairu was grabbed by his own butler.

"Master, I can't go back to my home!"

The butler wailed: "I have been dying for life and death, and then I escaped from my home! The one who crawled out of the coffin is no longer our Young Master Rui!"

"Um?"

When Jia Jing heard this, he couldn't help but feel trembling and asked the butler: "What's going on here? Tell me slowly!"

When everyone heard Jia Jing ask a question, everyone's voices stopped.

The ancestral temple, which was previously like a vegetable market, was silent in an instant, and everyone was waiting for the butler's following with their eyes burning.

The butler smashed his mouth twice and wiped his face again.

"This is the situation. Not long after the master left the man's house, I took two servants to build a mourning shed, but not long after, I heard a miserable classroom coming from the mourning hall behind..."

As if he remembered something, the butler couldn't help but shivered.

"What's next?"

Everyone asked again.

"Next?"

The butler said and gestured, "Because the screams came from the mourning hall, I sent two servants around me to the mourning hall first, but who would have expected that this trip would hurt them!"

"After I passed, I saw Young Master Rui lying in front of the corpses of their two bodies, swallowing their internal organs in big mouthfuls..."

The butler's face was a little frightened.

"No, that's not Mr. Rui at all! You know, one of the servants has grown up when he saw Mr. Rui growing up since he was a child. The relationship between the two has always been excellent, but all of this is the same in front of that monster!

So the one who got up from the coffin was not Mr. Rui at all!!”

Some words.

Everyone's hearts were filled with coldness when they said it.

...

Jia Jing frowned and murmured in a low voice: "The body was resurrected from death, what did it turn into?"

Immediately, Jia Jing's thoughts moved.

The Canglang, who was leisurely in the Yunnan Palace, was feeling uncomfortable all over, suddenly stood up, and then went straight to Jia Dairu's family with several angel troops.

In the ancestral hall, Jia Jing suddenly stood up.

"Since something strange and weird has happened, the clan discussions of the Jia family will be cancelled today. As for the body that resurrected from the dead in the Jia Dairu family, I will ask someone to deal with it. Now everyone will go back to their own houses and urge the younger generations in the family to be more cautious!"

"Jia Dairu and his steward will stay in the ancestral hall for the time being!"

He looked at Jia Dairu deeply, Jia Jing snorted coldly, and took Lai Fu and others to go directly.

That is, there is the dead and resurrected corpse doing evil today. Otherwise, Jia Jing would have wanted Jia Dairu to look good, and he bullied the head of the Rongguo Mansion's Changfang lineage, and he dared to confuse right and wrong with him.

Is it that you, Jia Dairu, is it that I, Jia Jing, can no longer move my sword?!

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