His voice paused for a moment, with a confused look on his face, "Is the same surname? The same year?"

Is it a coincidence that I have the same year, the same name and surname?

The spiritual card contains the date of birth and the date of death.

"Diet at the age of twenty-nine?" Xue Lan looked up at Feng Liangzheng, "Die young?"

Nian Jinshu was like being struck by lightning. When Xue Lan died in her previous life, she was exactly twenty-nine years old. Nian Jinshu rushed over and took a spirit card to wipe it. Her face suddenly turned pale.

That was Nian Junyao's spiritual card, and he died in the same year as Xue Lan.

Nian Jinshu's eyes instantly turned red, his fingers holding the spirit card kept turning white, and his whole body trembled. Seeing this, Xue Lan and Yan Hui walked over. After seeing the name on the spirit card, Xue Lan exploded, "Which bastard is cursing my elder brother?"

"A Jin?" Yan shouted her name back, but Nian Jinshu couldn't come back to his senses. This was her elder brother's spirit card, why was it his elder brother's spirit card? This... where is this?

Feng Liangzheng's face turned cold, "Feng Wu, take a look at the spiritual cards in the hall, who are they?"

"Yes, young master!"

Yan Hui was worried about Nian Jinshu. Her face was blood-colored and her eyes were empty, as if she was trapped in boundless despair. Yan Hui held her hand and tried hard to let her release the spirit card. "A Jin, come back to her senses, this is an illusion."

Nian Jinshu looked at Yan Hui in despair, trapped in memories and couldn't extricate himself. This is not an illusion.

This illusion is a mirror that reflects the demons, finding the most feared memories in people's hearts.

"A Jin..." Yan Hui's voice was low, "Wake up!"

Feng Wu had wiped the spirit cards. The spirit cards in the hall were Nian Lingxiao, his wife Song Wan, Nian Junyao, Xue Lan, and Chu Bailing. The five spirit cards were clear.

All were created by the New Year's brochures.

Feng Liangzheng and Yan Hui were shocked. Xue Lan was shocked when she held her spiritual card. What the hell is this illusion? Isn’t this curse him?

It would be fine to curse him, but also to curse brother?

Nian Jinshu's soul is incomplete and is easily invaded by evil spirits. These are all spiritual cards from the Nian family. They are targeted at Nian Jinshu at first glance. Nian Jinshu's eyes are red like a crazy little beast.

Her ears were full of Chu Yingge's happy laughter and Xiao Changfeng's vicious voice.

"Nian Jinshu, you killed Nian Junyao and Xue Lan, it has nothing to do with us."

"Sister, brother and Xue Lan are dead. Xue Lan dies so miserable. The bones are gone. Look at the vultures in the sky, Xue Lan has become their meal on the plate."

"Nian Jinshu, the person I love is Yingge. Over the years, I have no affection for you. You are too stupid."

"Sister, Dad died so miserably. You killed him. He loved me the most and asked him to tell me the first talisman of the Resurrection Bell, but he refused. Since he refused, I will send him to death."

...

"shut up!"

All are fake!

She has done it again, big brother, dad, Alan are both alive and not dead!

"A Jin!" Yan Hui shouted loudly, holding her wrist with one hand. Unexpectedly, Nian Jinshu shook him away wildly. Fangfei was already in his hand. Feng Wu pushed Feng Liangzheng and took a step back. Feng Liangzheng whipped the long piano in his hand. The quiet and long piano sound poured out with the pale long fingers.

At the same time, Nian Jinshu Fangfei chopped down and cut down on the worship table in the center of the ancestral hall, instantly splitting the ancestral hall in half, and the entire ancestral hall disappeared in the illusion.

Everyone was shocked and avoided Fangfei's sword energy. When they came to their senses, Nian Jinshu was gone.

"A Jin!"

"Little Jinshu?"
Chapter completed!