This coffin was specially made by Tikira for Tishaka.
The coffin was not made of ordinary materials, Xi Jiuye put his hands on it, and was about to check it.
Behind him, an arrogant voice interrupted his movements.
"Mr. Xi, the sun is really out in the west, why do you have time to pay homage to my son?"
I saw a beautiful woman walking in surrounded by several people.
The beautiful woman had tall temples, with delicate makeup on her face, wearing a black and gold dress, her eyes slightly raised, revealing a sharp and arrogant look, she was Di Qiluo.
"Third Madam."
A group of servants rushed forward when they saw Di Qiluo.
Xi Jiuye had no choice but to withdraw his hand, cupped his hands, and saluted.
"Third madam. Madam, why did you say such a thing? I am originally under the young patriarch's subordinates. It is reasonable to come to pay homage to the young patriarch."
"Subordinate? My son doesn't have such a big face, dare to order Manager Xi."
Di Qiluo smiled, but there was no joy on his face, he just glanced at Xi Jiuye.
Beside her is Zhan Teng.
"Isn't it? Mr. Xi is busy with the nobles, and he is also a celebrity in front of the head of the family. He came to pay homage to Sakyamuni. If Sakyamuni knows, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it."
Zhan Teng was almost swallowed by a hundred ghosts last night, and when he learned that the hundred ghosts were sent by Xi Jiuye, he hated Xi Jiuye very much from the bottom of his heart.
I lost the soul of Di Shika earlier, so I had to go back and report to Di Qiluo first.
At that time, Di Qiluo had just woken up, and was in a good mood, and was about to praise Di Yue, but when he got the news, Zhan Teng had to be reprimanded severely.
She was concerned about Di Sakyamuni's whereabouts, so she rushed over after dressing up a bit, but she happened to meet Xi Jiuye.
If it were Zhan Teng alone, he wouldn't dare to sneer at Xi Jiuye, but now with Di Qiluo's backing, it would be different.
"The third master and the third lady are modest, I just want to pay homage to the young patriarch. Now that I have paid homage to the young patriarch, it is getting late, I will leave first."
Xi Jiuye also knew that the appearance of the two couples meant that there must be changes in the matter of Ti Sakyamuni.
He needs to contact Hei Wu and others to figure out how to deal with it.
Xi Jiuye took his time, saluted, and then retreated.
"Qi Luo, you let that kid go like this?"
Seeing Xi Jiuye leaving calmly, Zhan Teng was full of dissatisfaction.
"If you don't let him go, what else can you do? Are you going to tear yourself apart at this juncture? Sakyamuni hasn't been found yet. Who can prove that he killed him."
Di Qiluo stared displeasedly.
A guy who has done more than succeed but failed, if he hadn't lost Di Shaka, how could things have gotten into such a troublesome situation.
Di Qiluo had already ordered his wizards to search for it, but after searching for more than half an hour, there was no trace of Sakyamuni.
The child Sakyamuni, who has always been proud, was killed by Xi Jiuye, and only a wisp of life soul remained, but he couldn't directly seek revenge on Xi Jiuye. How could he bear this tone? Di Qiluo was worried that he would mess up Come.
Zhan Teng faltered and said nothing.
"Ma'am, it's noon."
The attendant on the side reminded.
As soon as noon arrived, Di Qiluo had to go to the ancestral hall to participate in the selection of the young patriarch.
Di Qiluo was about to leave when he saw a person waiting outside the courtyard.
"Di Yue, are you here? It just so happens that you go to the ancestral hall with me."
When Di Qiluo saw Ye Lingyue, a smile appeared on his face.
"Take her? She's just a maid."
When Zhan Teng saw Ye Lingyue, he was also somewhat surprised.
Di Qiluo is very suspicious, this woman has only been here for a day, and Di Qiluo regards her as a confidant
This is too abnormal, right
Not only that, but that woman dared to come back
Isn't she afraid to expose her identity by herself
Zhan Teng had a complicated face, secretly looking at Ye Lingyue.
However, Ye Lingyue gave him a look, which was somewhat playful.
Di Qiluo's trust in Ye Lingyue was all based on Ye Lingyue letting Di Qiluo sleep well.
Ever since Di Qiluo gave birth to her child, she has never slept so soundly. In her mind, Ye Lingyue is now undoubtedly a miracle doctor.
"She is the miracle doctor I invited, if she is a maid, what are you?"
Di Qiluo sneered.
A man who has done more than succeed but failed.
Zhan Teng was speechless, Ye Lingyue smiled, and stood behind Di Qiluo.
A group of people followed Di Qiluo all the way to the ancestral hall.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, a simple and solemn courtyard appeared before my eyes.
The red walls and golden eaves are the ancestral hall of the Emperor Demon's House, which is also the core area of the Emperor Demon's Mansion, where the tablets of the ancestors of the Emperor Demon's Mansion are displayed.
Today is the day for the selection of the young patriarch, and the usually deserted ancestral hall has also become lively.
"Three aunts."
As soon as Di Qiluo arrived, he heard a magpie-like voice, and Di Jinse, dressed in a dazzling red brocade robe, walked over.
Although Di Jinse's face has been treated, it has not fully recovered, and there are still some scars on her face. Today she put on a lot of makeup, and she finally looks six or seven points of the same color as before.
She seemed to be in a good mood, so she took the initiative to say hello to Di Qiluo, one must know that she didn't like this long-sleeved and dancing third aunt very much.
Di Qiluo squinted at Di Jinse, and snorted.
"Jinse, do you still see me as the third aunt?"
Di Qiluo said dissatisfied.
"Third Gu, why did you say that, Jinse has always respected you."
The joy on Di Jinse's brows and face was undisguised.
Xi Jiuye strategized, she became the head of the young patriarch today, it can be said to be an ironclad matter, she didn't take Di Qiluo seriously at all.
It doesn't matter how long-sleeved and good at dancing, after all, she is just a woman, without a son, and a wimpy and useless husband, what a big deal it can be.
"Respect me, you still dress like a flower peacock. Shijia is your elder brother. He just passed his first seven years. You don't wear hemp and mourning, but also wear red and green. Even if it's not for Shijia's sake , This is the ancestral hall, you dress up like a prostitute, you are simply insulting the family style of the Emperor Devil's Mansion. Your parents don't teach you, I, as an elder, will teach you well."
Di Qiluo spoke with sarcasm, scolding Di Jinse for nothing.
At this time, many people had gathered outside the ancestral hall.
Unable to hear Di Qiluo's scolding, everyone looked over, Di Jinse's face was dulled by the scolding, red and white at times, and he didn't know how to respond.
"Di Qiluo, what right do you have to reprimand me? You are not my parents, what right do you have to reprimand me? How capable do you think you are? Married to a worthless man, stuck in the Emperor Demon's mansion, and raised a waste Son, you really think that you are the mistress of the Emperor Demon Mansion, so you dare to point fingers at me."
Di Jinse was also sharp-eyed and sharp-tongued. How could she stand up and be scolded by others, so she immediately yelled at her.