Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

The captain was speechless: Is this the point?

However, he was afraid that the more he said, the more mistakes he would make, so he turned around and bowed to Xin Ye, then called his men to leave the Meng Mansion in a hurry, as if there was a dog chasing them.

Xin Ye, who also understood the captain's hidden meaning, did not take it seriously. On the contrary, he was more than happy to have other masters coming to fight him, which further highlighted the unfathomable nature of "Ji De".

They want to take this opportunity to spread the reputation of "accumulating virtue", and as it spreads, it will probably be "deified".

——This is their ultimate goal.

Mr. Meng didn't believe that he denied that he was a gangster. What kind of fool would expose his family background so carelessly without fear of revenge afterwards?

It is undeniable that his martial arts skills are very high, enough to defeat a hundred people alone, but what about an army of one thousand, ten thousand, or even the entire imperial court?

The imperial court would not turn a blind eye to such an arrogant villain, otherwise the Ministry of Justice would not have sent people to assist as soon as it heard the name "Jide".

"Master, help me!"

"Dad, there's a ghost!"

"grandfather!"

A middle-aged woman came in a panic, supported by her maid.

Soon after she was followed by a group of men and women, even the children were carried by the maids. For fear that the children's crying would attract ghosts to chase them, the maids covered their mouths and threatened them with laughter, which frightened the children so much that they held their mouths together, neither crying nor not crying, looking very pitiful. There were also children with bad tempers who were upset at first, but became obedient after being beaten by their fathers.

The other older teenagers all looked terrified, with messy hair and untidy clothes, and they looked like refugees.

Everyone's expression was filled with anxiety and helplessness, but the moment they saw Old Man Meng, they finally found their backbone and felt much more at ease. They rushed towards him one after another, as if Old Man Meng could ward off evil spirits and drive away ghosts, and they all rushed over to seek shelter.

Mr. Meng's brows were furrowed, displeasure written all over his face, with faint signs of anger.

Under normal circumstances, they would have definitely backed off, apologized and begged for mercy, but now their lives were at stake, and they had no choice but to stay here. With so many people here protecting the old man, they would surely protect them as well.

The most important thing is that there are such strong men here with strong yang energy, so ordinary little ghosts would not dare to show up.

"What happened? Didn't I tell you that no matter what happens, you can't leave the yard without my permission?" As he spoke, Grandpa Meng's eyes fell on his eldest son's face. Except for his wife and youngest son's family, everyone else was here.

This blatant disobedience to his orders made him very unhappy.

Without waiting for the eldest son to answer, Mr. Meng's favorite concubine rushed to his side. If she hadn't been worried about the presence of so many people, she would have nestled in Mr. Meng's arms for comfort. Now she could only pull his sleeve aggrievedly and call out "Master~" tenderly and weakly.

Seeing that Mr. Meng still had a gloomy face, the concubine hurriedly explained: "Master, I didn't disobey your orders on purpose. There is something fishy! Really!"

"Yes, yes, yes, we all saw it with our own eyes!" another concubine echoed.

The eldest son finally found the opportunity to explain: "Dad, there really is a ghost. We saw with our own eyes that the ghost made things disappear in front of us. Everything in our house was swallowed up by that greedy ghost."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Meng couldn't help but gasp for breath. It was obvious that he didn't believe what they said and was very angry.