Qin Kun turned around and found a figure at the door. Qin Kun frowned. Why didn’t he notice her just now?

This witch is over 60 years old, with disheveled hair, wrinkles, cuts and carved axe, and has heavy bags in her eyes, looking sneaky.

Qin Kun sniffed it, but there was no ghost energy.

"I've said that this is the appearance of a yellow-skinned man! The appearance of a yellow-skinned man! If you provoke a yellow-skinned man, you deserve this retribution!"

Qin Pingyuan heard someone at the door and walked out and found that he knew all three people in the yard, one was his father, the other was Qin Kun, and the other was the witch who was driven away by him a few years ago.

"Dad, why are you here?"

"Hmph! You are disrespectful to ghosts and gods, are you going to kill Nini? I specially invited Shenpo Jiang!"

Master Qin Wu said politely to the witch: "Please trouble you, witch Jiang, I don't know if my granddaughter is saved."

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! Wong Daxian is probably leaving her behind. Alas, this girl has a hard life. To save her, it will take half of my magic power. It's hard!"

Shenpo Jiang kept rolling her eyes and muttering words. The bells on her body jingled, as if casting spells to detect Qin Ni's situation.

"Of the Qin family, there are three incense sticks on the tomb of the gods! If you want to save your granddaughter, if you don't light incense and ask for God, God will not bless you! It will anger the gods and harm your family!!"

I'm fucking...

Qin Kun was shocked. Now he is a scammer. Do you want to use the trick of incense to cheat money?

One stick of incense will not be another 30,000, right?

Master Qin Wu was stunned and instantly understood what the witch Jiang said: "I don't know how to light incense, so please tell me."

"Three pillars of great incense are 33,000! Ghosts and monsters avoid the western mountain! Three pillars of divine incense are used to protect me from the Dharma and eliminate these evil spirits!"

Shenpo Jiang suddenly fell to the ground and shouted in fear: "Do it quickly, I can no longer suppress the evil spirit of the yellow skin! If I don't take action, I will leave!"

Qin Kun opened his eyes wide. His acting skills were so sturdy.

But the next moment, a ray of soul floated out of the meal at the door.

Qin Kun rubbed his eyes. If he saw it correctly, it was a weasel.

Qin Pingyuan...steamed the weasel's meat as rice?

Qin Kun was so amused that you were amazing.
Chapter completed!