The Eerie Ancestral Hall

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Shen Lang and Fugui both coughed repeatedly from the billowing dust.

Only Ye Qianfan remained unfazed, seemingly not affected in the slightest!

Shen Lang turned to look at Ye Qianfan in surprise, wondering at this oddity. Ye Qianfan also realized he seemed a little conspicuous, so he hurriedly pretended to cough twice.

"Cough, cough!"

"You really are impressive, Brother Ye. You must have cultivated the Purifying Qi Technique to an intermediate or advanced level, right?"

Fugui gave Ye Qianfan a thumbs-up.

Ye Qianfan smiled awkwardly. This time, it really was not because he was impressive, but because he did not breathe. He did not even have a windpipe, so how could he possibly cough?

After entering the dilapidated courtyard compound, the group soon reached the inner room under Shen Lang's guidance.

This courtyard compound had actually been an abandoned Ancestral Hall!

But the strangest thing was...

Although the Ancestral Hall had been abandoned, its spirit tablets had not been removed. On the dust-covered altar, rows upon rows of tablets stood in neat formation.

And the tablet at the very top actually belonged to a little girl who had died before she was even seven!

Yet this tablet had been placed above all the other tablets of the Huang Household.

That was very strange indeed!

"Did you all see that?"

Shen Lang asked, and Fugui nodded repeatedly. "Girls aren't allowed into the Ancestral Hall, let alone a little girl who died young. This goes against all the rules!"

"Exactly. There's only one reason this little girl's tablet could stand above those of every other clan member." Ye Qianfan nodded. "She's probably become a deity! That's why none of the clan's ancestors dared stand above her!"

"Looks like Huang Moli is the deity, then."

Shen Lang read the name