Live broadcast in the funeral clothing store

"Why should we save you? Your Zhang family members love you, why are you yelling?" Ye Lei returned all the sarcasm Zhang Xiaoyu had just said.

"What do you mean by our Zhang family? I think it's your Ye family. Save me quickly!" Zhang Xiaoyu's voice was full of command.

Ye Lei couldn't stand her either, so he had to help loosen Zhang's hand.

"Take me away!!! Take me away from here and go home!" Every word that Zhang's friend spoke was accompanied by a foul smell.

It didn't feel like breath, but rather a stench that came from within, making several people dizzy.

"You... stop talking first..." Zhang Xiaoyu covered her nose and mouth and stopped him.

For more than 20 years, this Zhang friend has never spoken or moved since he wrote those words. This opening also startled the Zhang family. Perhaps these people in front of them really broke the curse of the Zhang family.

"Since he can speak, why not let him continue! I want to ask him again. The Ye family members are here, so how to break the curse?" Zhang Lai said.

That's true. Now that everyone is here, there's hope of breaking the curse, so why not hurry up!

"That was all just something I made up! I didn't expect you guys to take it seriously, and I didn't expect it to actually come true!" Zhang's friend spoke again.

Zhang Xiaoyu could no longer bear the stench and started vomiting loudly.

"You little girl, how dare you be so rude to me, your elder! It's such a misfortune for our family!" Zhang's friend now had strength again, and his dry face actually changed. It began to slowly become rosy and plump, and his skin began to become elastic.

Do all members of the Zhang family have the same temper? Are they all so irritable and willful?

Seeing him like this, Zhang Xiaoyu finally saw the tattoo on his chest! A "Zhang" in a very special font!

It turns out that he is a member of the Zhang family, but which member of the Zhang family is this guy from?

"Is it your business? You...which branch of the Zhang family are you from?" asked the few people from Zhang Xiaoyu's grandfather's branch.

"Which branch are you from? What's your father's name? What's your grandfather's name?" Zhang's friend asked back!

"My father... ? My grandfather's name is Zhang Jun!" Zhang Xiaoyu didn't want to mention his father, so he decided to say his grandfather's name!

My grandfather's name still has some respect in the famous city, and perhaps this guy has heard of it.

"Oh, it's from Uncle Zhang Jun's branch!" Sure enough, the friend named Zhang really recognized Zhang Xiaoyu's grandfather, and then said: "Girl, I am your third uncle! Your third uncle within the five generations!"

"Uncle San... I can't dare to have an uncle like that who only does mean things!" Although the voice was very low, others could still hear it.

Zhang's friend knew that he was in the wrong and couldn't save face, but could this body get into the crack in the ground?

Zhang's friend's body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye! Everyone saw this scene!

"What's your name?" Ye Lei's father asked hurriedly.

The friend named Zhang didn't have the face to reply, but he couldn't stand the looks from everyone, so he said tremblingly: "Zhang...Qiwen!"

"Zhang Qiwen?" Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly remembered something, and a trace of anger appeared on his face, but he endured it!

"The Zhang Qiwen who helped people find Feng Shui spots back then?" The tailor Sixth Grandpa had heard of Zhang Qiwen's name and confirmed.

"I am indeed a humble man, it is me!" Zhang Qiwen stood up and bowed.

Perhaps because he was slow to react, Zhang Qiwen only just noticed this scene and was overjoyed: "Is my 'curse' broken?"

"It was you who helped Ye Fengsheng find the Feng Shui spot. It was also you who found the Zhang family's ancestral tomb, right?" The tailor Sixth Grandpa looked at him without opening his eyes.

"Emmmmm, maybe!" Zhang Qiwen dared not admit it.

"Maybe? You are a heartless person!" Zhang Xiaoyu was slandering him as if he had something to hide.

"How can you say that about your third uncle?" Zhang Qiwen didn't understand why the young man had such a temper, and said angrily.

"Uncle San? You stole the 'method' passed down from grandpa. I wonder how many people you have harmed in the past?" Zhang Xiaoyu said unhappily.

"You... your branch still thinks that I stole the ancestral 'method'. I have told you many times, it's not me, it's not me! Alas~~~!" Zhang Qiwen sighed, perhaps he was really wronged.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about your Zhang family's mess for now! Let's quickly find a way to make up for the mistakes of the Ye and Zhang families!" The tailor Sixth Grandpa finally got to the point.

"No, it's the fault of the Zhang and Ye families!" Zhang Qiwen insisted on putting the Zhang family ahead of the Ye family.

Seeing that the Ye family did not respond, he muttered!

"You were a witness at that time and had connections with Ye Fengsheng. You must know something that we don't know! At this moment, you should not hide anything! Tell it all!" Tailor Sixth Grandpa glared at Zhang Qiwen.

"You're right! I have had some experience with Ye Fengsheng, and it was indeed me who helped him find the Feng Shui treasure cave. But... I don't know him very well. At that time..."

Zhang Qiwen recounted the situation at that time.

When Zhang Qiwen was feeling happy because he had found a precious incense burner in the antique market, he received a letter from Ye Fengsheng.

The postman who delivered the letter was also very strange. Although he was dressed like a postman, there was no other sign to prove that he was a postman. He put down the envelope and left without saying a word.

Ye Fengsheng and Zhang Qiwen are fellow practitioners of Taoism. They discussed together how to ascend to heaven against the law, and thus formed a bond.

The methods passed down by the Zhang family do not contain too many records about ascending to heaven against the law, but rather more about finding feng shui graves.

The letter did not say anything else, but directly asked for help in finding a good burial site, calculating the day when the bloodstone would fall, and the secret of the Zhang family's old tomb.

Zhang Qiwen did not participate in the matter of ascending to heaven against the law. He just listened to what Ye Fengsheng revealed and estimated some things based on his own experience.

In addition to the letter of request, there was also a pawn ticket in the envelope. This ticket was the receipt for the pawn ticket of "Jinxiang" that Zhang Qiwen had always wanted to get.

The others all understood what Ye Fengsheng did next.

Indeed, there are no useful clues from the experience Zhang Qiwen described.

Rumble~~~!

Suddenly there was a noise!

The five-colored pillars that had originally tied up several people and had fallen to the ground suddenly sat up automatically and came together again.

The tailor Sixth Grandpa then reacted and said, "Oh no, the magic has been activated again!"