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Silence.

In the huge courtyard, chants rose and fell as the air seemed to freeze.

As the sun set in the west, the setting sun illuminated half of Midsummer's sky. Red light rose from hundreds of thousands of feet away from the ground, rolling across half of the House of Ye like flames. Ye Jinsu opened her eyes and saw that the color of the sky had changed.

Dark clouds were rolling up again in the east.

Clouds rolled and moved, and the sky rose and fell.

A series of small exclamations came from all directions. The old lady opened her quivering eyelids and looked up at the blood-red sky. Her eyes were filled with tears.

What a sight this was.

How many evenings like this could there be? The setting sun was as red as blood.

This was the manifestation of the incense stick.

Ye Jinsu raised her head to look at the half of the dark cloud and lowered her head in silence. Ye Jingru had long since stopped looking at her, and just like the others, she raised her head to look at the sky. Occasionally, they would look at the Xie Clan with shocked and slightly flustered expressions.

At this time, it was definitely not a good thing.

Lady Xie lowered her head.

On the other hand, Lil 'Red was very excited as it looked at Ye Jinsu with its eyes glowing. However, Ye Jinshu could not smile and looked at Xiao Hong without a change in his expression.

The smile on Little Red's face fell at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye. There was a trace of heaviness between Ye Jinsu's brows, causing Little Red to not understand what was happening.

Ye Jinxiu sighed and turned her head to look ahead.

After the first part of the scripture was finished, several high monks were also attracted by this extremely coincidental phenomenon, and they all raised their heads to look. Ye Zhenzi also stood up in shock and stuck his head out to look.

The east wind began to blow.

From the east, the dark clouds were approaching menacingly. A sudden gust of cold wind on a summer evening was unusual.

The wind swept up the Spirit Flag, the remaining incense on the table, and the paper money that was half burnt on the ground.

The one who burned the paper money was a little girl. The paper money was still on fire, so it was rolled up and directly pounced onto her. The firelight almost touched her hair. Luckily, she was able to dodge quickly.

But a scream was inevitable.

It frightened most people, including Ye Jinsu.

The scream was too sharp, too shrill. It pierced through the clouds and went straight for everyone's ears. The Xie Clan's heart was already in their throats, they were so frightened that their legs went limp.

The atmosphere instantly became tense and then relaxed.

The paper money burned up in the air and slowly fell down.

Ye Zheng's face darkened as he slammed the table. He was obviously frightened as well. "Get out!"

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

Ye Jinsu looked at the ashes with an expressionless face, but the wind had not stopped.

Ye Jinsu didn't even hear a word of Ye Jin Su as he tried to ease the awkward situation. He could only see the dark clouds drifting by in the sky. The candles were lit, and the pale tears were on the verge of falling.

"Bang ~ ~ ~"

With a loud sound, the incense fell down and fell onto the table. The offered fruits and chickens were smashed to the table and the censer was smashed to the ground. It lost its balance and fell to the ground.

White candle tears spilled over the table, just as they were about to light up the banner.

The servant girl at the side was quite quick-witted, quickly picking up the candle with her sleeve.

The white candle along with the candlestick was thrown to the ground, extinguishing the flame.

Everyone's hearts, which had just been set down, suddenly rose again.

The old lady was even more so.

Earlier, she had been able to sit still for a while, but this time, she couldn't sit still. She walked down two or three steps and pointed at the mess on the table. "This …" "This is …"

The high monks looked at each other in dismay. The incense had been placed safely in the candlestick, and the candlestick was placed firmly on the table. Even the moving table wouldn't fall, so why did it suddenly fall?

The high monks could not think of a reason.

Without waiting for an explanation, there was a loud bang.

The candlestick on the other side of the table fell to the ground with a loud bang, rolling a few times before falling to the ground and igniting the Spirit Flag that was placed on the table. Flames blazed.

The girl closest to him cried out in fear.

More than half of the dark clouds in the sky had disappeared, turning into a completely dark and overcast sky. At night, it began to get dark.

The girls outside were still orderly, burning candles to break a bit of the frightening darkness.

Two new candlesticks were sent in, and a pile of them were brought in. When the candles were lit again, it made the hearts of the people calm down a lot. Everyone's face was filled with fear. The timid one muttered to himself, "This is all a coincidence. At the same time, he chanted, 'Jade Emperor, protect me!'"

This did not lessen the atmosphere.

Ye Chong cleared his throat. "It's late today. Would you like to invite the high monks to continue tomorrow?"

Ye Jingru agreed on the side.

The old lady glared with tears in her eyes and knocked the ground hard with her walking stick as a warning.

"You're not allowed to leave!"

The old granny steeled her heart, "No one is allowed to leave, just finish the ceremony here!"

Ye Chong did not dare to disobey, and could only look at the Old Master.

Who knew that the Old Master expressionlessly looked forward and did not express his position. He didn't believe these gods and ghosts, but the death of Si Xiang was a lie.

Thus, he silently agreed to what the old lady did.

Because he also wanted to know the clear truth.

Ye Shisui couldn't make up his mind, so naturally no one dared to leave. No matter how brazen the Xie Clan was, they were already beginning to fear him. Panicking, they could not help but let their imaginations run wild.

Ye Jingru was also scared, and she actually ran over to kneel together with the Xie Clan.

The two of them snuggled together. At least they were each other's courage. He took advantage of the fact that there was a bit of candle flame in the surroundings to keep his breathing steady in this bottomless darkness.

The chanting began again, with the smell of panic.

Along with the tense atmosphere, Ye Jinxiu's brows were locked into a straight line, and her voice was trembling a little as she recited the sutras.

The bright candle flame flickered. Without batting an eyelid, the candle closest to the Xie family went out. Next were the surrounding branches.

The Xie Clan was the first to notice this, and they couldn't help but cry out.

Everyone opened their eyes and saw the candles and flames extinguish one by one before their eyes, suddenly sinking into darkness, so fast that no one could react.

This time, he completely frightened those girls. The timid ones directly fell to the ground with their legs weak. The stifled scream in his throat could no longer be suppressed.

Xiao Hong subconsciously protected Ye Jinsu.

The crowd began to stir, pushing and shoving in the darkness. Some people were trying to escape, others were trying to fish in troubled waters. The gatekeepers began to waver, the servants standing by the door blocking the entrance were about to leave.

There were ghosts chasing them.

In fact, it was about time.

Ye Jinsu turned her head and saw a white figure flash past her eyes.

The screams grew louder, and the crowd became even more disordered. Ben was quite big and had more than enough servants to stand around, but it seemed like the courtyard was packed to the brim.

Ye Zheng was flustered, he could not have imagined this scene.

What caught him off guard was not only the servants who were fleeing in all directions, but also a new scream in the darkness, "Miss Si Xiang has returned!"