Chapter 14

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The Liu family and his son were filled with guilt and were silent for a long time.

"Master, what should we do now? Please give me a clear path." Father Liu's tone revealed a guilty conscience, "Let's replace Grandma's coffin again. Grandpa...will he calm down?"

Ji Mumian was funny. He raised his eyebrows: "He is your ancestor, do you think he will always be angry?"

Father Liu: "..."

He is not sure!

Liu Dong looked at the sky silently.

His ancestors had allowed all the men in their clan to live like monks, and he always felt that his ancestors would not forgive them so easily.

Ji MuMian smiled and said, "Then you can ask your ancestors for forgiveness. The 20th of this month is a good day. You can hold the ceremony again and apologize to your ancestors."

The Liu family and his son quickly agreed.

Then Liu Dong went to the wheat.

The audience in the live broadcast room is still talking about it, this thing is a bit outrageous, and there is a hint of comedy in it.

It’s hard to tell who is worse off, the men of the Liu family in the human world and the ancestors of the Liu family in the underworld.

Ji Kapok: "Look, there are still normal hexagrams."

Kapok: [Honey, are you still proud? Thinking about the first few hexagrams, won’t your conscience hurt? ]

Ji Ka Mian: "..."

Passers-by and the audience also made trouble: [My ancestors beat people in their dreams. How is it normal? 】

Ji Kaimian: "..."

"Forget it, let's just believe in science." He reached out and rubbed the head of little Mi Ling, who was obediently building blocks, and said, "The dreams of our ancestors beating people up are all fake. "

Barrage: Do you think we believe it or not?"

Fortunately, everyone knew that he said this because he was afraid that the live broadcast room would be blocked, so they went through the process and typed: Got it.

Ji Ka Mian: "..."

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Maybe the second hexagram was normal, and soon someone bought a gift worth 2,000.

The third hexagram is here.

Ji MuMian looked at the time. It was three o'clock in the afternoon. The first two hexagrams only took an hour. It seemed that he could finish broadcasting before four o'clock.

He was in a good mood and asked with a smile: "Are you going to send a photo or send a private message? Or you can send a birth date."

Those two books are all-encompassing. He knows several kinds of physiognomy in them, but the facial physiognomy is the most intuitive, so he usually chooses Ask someone to connect with you or send a photo.

The other party's ID is Jiang Anyi: [Lianmai, but I don't show my face, I sent you the birth date. 】

Ji MuMian pulled him onto the microphone, opened the private message and glanced at the birth date, a little surprised: "Jiang Anyi is your real name?"

Jiang Anyi: "Yes."

The barrage was also surprised.

[Not many people use their real names online these days. ]

[Come and see Honest Man. ]

[Hey, the richest man in our province J is named Jiang Anyi. 】

When Ji Kaimian saw this barrage, he secretly said that netizens were really keen. This Jiang Anyi happened to be the richest man in J Province.

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