Volume 1, Chapter 50: Drive Her Out of the Ancestral Hall

Why on earth did things turn out this way?
Song Mingzhu refused to reconcile herself to this. Back in Cangzhou, wealthy families had always bullied her, making her understand the importance of birth from a very young age.
She was about to truly enter the Song family, so who on earth was playing tricks behind the scenes?
Song Qinghuan stood in the corner. In truth, the matter was very simple: the joss paper purchased by the Song household was all stored in the firewood room, and yesterday she had instructed Hanyi to sprinkle a layer of alum over it.
Resambury was somewhat surprised as he absorbed the power of faith; he had to admit that Habuli had offered quite a magnificent gift.
When the lively group finally arrived at their destination, Liu Xiaoyu opened the trunk and took out the gifts they had brought this time. To Chen Weijie's utter speechlessness, the lightest items—two bamboo tubes of tea—were handed to Lin Jiaxin to carry, while she herself was assigned to lug two wind-cured chickens and two cured rabbits.
Resambury set the rate of time flow within this demi-garrison to one hundred kabas per spatial degree. Generally speaking, the rate of time flow in the primary material plane is one kaba per spatial degree, meaning that the time flow within this demi-garrison was one hundred times faster than that of the primary material plane.
"Hisss!!!" The three-headed python let out a prolonged hiss, its massive body trembling as its snake tail swept directly toward Long Wuming.
Pacing back and forth in the office, he instructed Zhou Minghao that no matter who it was, no one was allowed to enter and disturb him! Han Jun needed a relatively quiet environment to think things through.
Among them, one fragment had an intensity fifteen times that of an ordinary person, yet the Star Alliance still detected no deceit. They continued to pursue the fleeing split consciousness—whose will intensity was twenty times that of an ordinary person—while completely ignoring this motionless cluster of energy.
Thus, under the guise of "investigation," Liu Xiaoyu had Hanhai locate a bamboo rat burrow and scooped up the entire family of bamboo rats, placing them safely inside the spatial dimension. Considering the dietary habits of bamboo rats and their need to grind their teeth, Liu Xiaoyu planned to chop plenty of bamboo on the return trip and toss it into the space to store as reserves.
To cut the weeds, one must eradicate the roots. Lin Lei decided to structure a portion of his law information upon the system's storage data, allowing it to thoroughly become a part of himself.
Mu Jianming's focus gradually scattered, and he could no longer concentrate his spirit on plotting a way to escape his predicament. The veins on his hand gripping the damp garments bulged violently, as if he were about to tear the fabric apart.
A year from now, the production speed of human warships will reach forty per day, but the production restrictions on ghost warships are numerous. It is estimated that a year later, the production capacity will only double.
However, complaining aside, matters that required thought still had to be considered. Jin Yuanbao always felt this affair was not so simple; there must be some entanglement between Xiaomei and that Master Xin, and he needed to ponder it carefully.
"A fool would..." Before he could finish his sentence, Fire Brother's gaze froze, locked dead onto the string of prayer beads worn on Lin Ruizhi's left hand.
Li Jiajun frowned slightly, but immediately smoothed her expression, smiled at him, and waited by the exit door of the bus to say goodbye to the staff of other departments one by one.
Indeed, apart from the bad luck brought by being frightened, it seemed there really was no direct harm done. As for my injury and near-miss in the car accident, although it could to some extent be attributed to that fright, after all, I was the one walking without watching the road—unless the person who hit me was in cahoots with that Wang Gang.
Without hesitation, I supported him into the clinic. Yingying was sensible too and followed right behind us. After the clinic doctor took a look and confirmed there was nothing serious, I stood at the doorway of the clinic and lit a cigarette.
Just as we were about to step out of the alley, the urgent sound of a vehicle suddenly came from ahead, and I instantly turned my head.
In the sky over Seireitei, a massive, torn black hole leaked a trace of light glowing with a bloody red hue. A colossal hollow was currently roaring anxiously, its intense, frantic cries stirring deep unease in anyone who heard them, carrying an almost deafening impact.