Don't move my tail!

The little white fox hid himself, walked past the birthday banquet, and sneaked into the Yang family's house.

Elder Yang's residence is an independent courtyard, and people come and go inside, all worried about Elder Yang's coma.But Su Du didn't intend to go there, he was going to Song Feiya's room.

After all, it is Mrs. Yang's family, Song Feiya's room is not difficult to find, and it is only ten minutes away from Mr. Yang's yard.Surprisingly, she is alone in the house and does not live with her husband.

At this moment, the door of the room was closed tightly, and it was impossible to enter through the main entrance.The little white fox turned to the back and found that the window was not closed tightly, so he jumped onto the window sill and got in through the crack of the window.

The floor was covered with a warm-colored carpet, and the little white fox landed on the carpet lightly, shaking its fluffy fluff.

There are several pots of flowers in the room, so there is a faint floral fragrance, which is very pleasant.The little white fox looked around and found that this was just a regular woman's room, and there was nothing unusual about it.

There is no problem on the surface, it is intentionally hidden.

The little white fox pressed its paw softly on the ground, a thin air flow spread out around it, and the floor trembled imperceptibly.

click.

There was a sound coming from one side, and the little white fox ran over immediately, and found that the floor at the head of the bed had sunk, like a switch.

The little white fox stretched out its claws and pressed the switch, and the carved mahogany bed moved silently to one side, revealing a dark tunnel entrance on the floor.

There is a row of thin steps at the entrance, stretching down.The little white fox stepped on the first step tentatively, ran in quickly after confirming it was safe, and a small group disappeared into the darkness.

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When the birthday banquet was about to end, Father Yang appeared at the banquet again, telling everyone that Mr. Yang was fine and was resting at the moment.

The banquet lasted for three days, and the guests returned to their rooms.Chu Yuan looked down at the plain ring between his fingers, it was slightly hot at this moment.

Chu Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the Yang family's residence, and then walked over unhurriedly.

The tunnel twists and turns, and the little white fox wags its tail unhappily.After walking for an unknown amount of time, it finally saw an exit.

The exit was blocked by a partition, and the little white fox pushed open the partition and found himself in a dark room again.The furnishings here are very simple, there is only a big bed against the wall, two handcuffs are locked on the head of the bed, and some pills are scattered around the pillow.

The little white fox looked at the pills in distaste, thinking that his man didn't need them, and saw a door opposite the big bed, thought for a while, and cast a second concealment spell on himself.

The door of the dark room was pushed open a crack, and the little white fox just got out when it stepped on a person's hand.

——It's Yang Yin.

"squeak?"

The little white fox stepped on Yang Yin's hand again, dialed it again, and found that he was unconscious, so he ignored him for the time being and looked around again.

This is another bedroom, the door is closed, and there is a person lying on the bed, or it is no longer a person, it can only be regarded as a mummy.

The corpse was sucked out of blood, its skin was wrinkled into a tree trunk, and it looked extremely terrifying.The little white fox jumped onto the pillow and took a look, then turned and ran away.

If it is not mistaken, that mummy is not someone else...it is Yang Lao, the head of the Yang family.

Even if he had been mentally prepared, Su Du never expected to see such a scene.Now that Old Yang is dead, Yang Yin will definitely be framed if he stays here again.It was about to wake up Yang Yin when the door of the room was pushed open.

"what--!"

The servant who came to deliver the tea screamed, and the teacup shattered on the ground, she turned and ran out.

Little White Fox: "..."

At this time, it was too late to call Yang Yin again, so it simply lay down on the ground, watching what would happen next.

Not long after, the sound of chaotic footsteps approached.Father Yang came with Yang Xiao, his expression changed drastically when he saw the mummy on the bed, and he knelt down on the ground with a "plop".But Yang Xiao noticed Yang Yin on the ground, and immediately called out: "Dad! It's the elder brother! It was the elder brother who killed grandpa!!"

Father Yang saw Yang Yin only after hearing his words, his eyes were red on the spot, he got up and kicked Yang Yin.

There was no room for this kick, Yang Yin bumped his back against the wall, spat out a mouthful of blood, and woke up in pain.

His abdomen hurt like a knife, and his eyes were black.After gradually recovering his eyesight, what he saw was his father's furious face and Yang Xiao's eyes full of malicious ridicule.

"……dad?"

Yang Yin's voice was hoarse, and when he opened his mouth, another mouthful of blood came out.He struggled to get up from the ground, but Father Yang grabbed his collar and punched him in the face.

"Bastard! I don't have a son like you!!"

Father Yang roared, "Even your grandfather can do it! How could I give birth to you, a bastard!!"

Fists and feet fell on Yang Yin's body like raindrops, his body was in severe pain, his ears were buzzing, and his mouth was full of bloody smell.

Grandpa... Grandpa is dead?

Yang Yin thought dazedly.

I... killed grandpa?

Blood flowed from his forehead, covering Yang Yin's eyes. He hugged his head helplessly, and then remained motionless, as if he had lost consciousness.

Others had already heard the sound and gathered outside the room.Among these people were the Yang family, as well as the distinguished guests invited by the Yang family.Su Du, who was hiding next to him, had cold eyes. He knew that not only would he not be able to help Yang Yin by appearing at this time, but it would also prove that Yang Yin was in collusion with the demon... But if he didn't make a move, Yang Yin might be beaten to death.

While Su Du was thinking, he pressed lightly on the back of Yang Yin's hand——Suddenly, Yang Yin was shocked, the pain seemed to disappear in an instant, and his brain was also clearer than ever before.

He caught a glimpse of the corpse on the bed out of the corner of his eye, his pupils constricted, he pushed Father Yang away and rushed to the bed.

"Grandpa... Grandpa was killed by Ming Junyin!"

Yang Yin said hoarsely, "Mom died like this too! Dad, I didn't kill anyone!"

When Yang Yin mentioned his mother, Yang's father was shocked suddenly, his anger miraculously subsided, and he temporarily regained his senses.

He looked at his eldest son who had been beaten badly by himself, and then at the hideous mummy on the bed, and was horrified to find that this scene seemed familiar—it was the same way many years ago, his youngest son was lying on the bed and crying, lying on the bed. Looking at his wife's body... Ugly as a ghost.

"Ming Jun Yin, Ming Jun Yin..."

Father Yang murmured, and staggered back a few steps—then turned his head and shouted at the people outside, "Quick! Find Ming Junyin!"

Immediately, the Yang family led the way, and the little white fox saw that Yang Yin was out of trouble for a while, and saw the figure of his Taoist priest outside the door, so he sneaked over and grabbed his feet.

Chu Yuan felt that a fluffy little guy was lying at his feet, so he bent down and picked it up.The little white fox appeared in his arms. Although it was still a snow-white ball, its fluff was not as fluffy and smooth as when it left.

Chu Yuan frowned, and the little white fox nestled up aggrieved, its ears drooped softly, and its round eyes were covered with a layer of wet mist—it was pretending to be pitiful.

Chu Yuan's complexion did not change at all, and he pinched the little white fox's ears.Because of his guilty conscience, the little white fox let him pinch it quietly at first, but it didn't take long before he couldn't stand it anymore, and twisted and tried to avoid it—but was firmly held down by Chu Yuan.

"Squeak!"

Due to the fact that there were people nearby, the little white fox's cry was soft and soft. It kicked its little feet to kick Chu Yuan, and its snow-white fur was covered with a layer of powder.

Chu Yuan hugged the little fox with his Taoist robe, because his complexion was invisible, and no one knew what he was doing. On Yang Yin's side, his internal wounds had been healed by Su Du, leaving only some minor external injuries. .Even so, it looked very miserable.

The person sent by Father Yang came back quickly, and said something to Father Yang in a low voice, and Father Yang's original pale face changed again—obviously, Ming Junyin could not be found.

Many families in the Taoist world have a family treasure, such as the Canglan Shu of the Chu family, the Jitu of the Zhou family, and the Ming Jun Yin of the Yang family. It is said that Ming Jun Yin can capture the soul and destroy the body. An extremely powerful killer.

"Someone actually stole Ming Junyin and killed the head of the Yang family..."

"If these evil weapons fall into the hands of others, I don't know what troubles will arise in the future..."

"If something really happened, the Yang family should think about how to explain to the Dao world..."

In a daze, Father Yang seemed to hear someone discussing in a low voice.He looked out of the door with bloodshot eyes - but those people just stood silently, no one was whispering.

Father Yang turned his head again, grabbed Yang Yin's arm, and said angrily, "You—why are you here! Did you collude with outsiders to harm my Yang family?! Say!!"

His roar made Yang Yin's eardrums tingle, Yang Yin just wanted to say something, but Yang's father wanted to slap him down again——

"Mr. Yang, my condolences."

A deep and steady voice sounded, as if a boulder had sunk into a deep pool, instantly suppressing the undercurrent surging at the bottom of the pool.

Father Yang's hand was held, he was stunned for a moment, seeing that the person blocking him was Chu Yuan, he seemed to think of something and regained some sense.

"Chu Daoist, although the Yang family and the Chu family have always been on good terms, this is a matter of the Yang family, please don't interfere."

Father Yang said, "This rebellious son must have ulterior motives for appearing here. If I don't interrogate him, I'm afraid my father will die in vain!"

Chu Yuandao: "The Yang family has a traceability talisman, if the murderer has not left, use the traceability talisman to find out."

Father Yang seemed to have been hit in the head by someone, and instantly sobered up: "Yes! The traceability talisman! Thank you, Daoist Chu, for reminding me! Come here, bring the traceability talisman!"

"no need."

A soft female voice rang out, and Song Feiya walked out of the crowd in a royal blue dress, graceful and graceful.

She obviously knew the news of Elder Yang's death, but there was no trace of sadness on her face.Father Yang didn't expect to see her like this, so he immediately frowned and said, "Fei Ya! What are you doing?!"

Song Feiya walked in front of him unhurriedly, then turned around and said to the crowd: "The Patriarch of the Yang family colluded with monsters, I saw it with my own eyes."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone was in an uproar.Song Feiya took their reactions into consideration, and said again:

"The Zhou family was destroyed a hundred years ago, and the chief ambassador was the Yang family. Not long ago, the head of the Yang family learned of the whereabouts of the descendants of the Zhou family, and tried to find a way to seize the Zhou family's magic weapon and wiped them out. Jun Yin and Xun Jitu—unfortunately, that monster turned back and killed Patriarch Yang."

This passage fell lightly, but it caused an uproar.Father Yang's eyes were about to burst, and he said, "Nonsense words! How dare you slander my Yang family's reputation!"

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet,"

Song Feiya said calmly, and took out another document, "The Patriarch of the Yang family specially entrusted me with a will before his death. If he dies unexpectedly, he will pass the title of Patriarch to his grandson seven days later—"

Her eyes fell on Yang Xiao, Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment, then his eyes were full of excitement, and he took a step forward.

Song Feiya smiled slightly and said, "To his grandson, Yang Yin."

"Mother?!"

Yang Xiao was startled, and Yang Yin raised his head in disbelief, his eyes full of bewilderment.

Song Feiya ignored them, and just reprimanded the Yang family behind him: "Hurry up and help the Patriarch down, and heal his injuries!"

The Yang family stepped forward to help Yang Yin, but was swung away by Yang's father.

"Bastard! When will my father make a will!"

Father Yang said, "I will inherit the position of Patriarch. When will it be his turn?"

Song Feiya smiled and said: "Here is the will, everyone present today can testify. If you don't believe it, just test it out."

Father Yang snatched the will and unfolded it - the unique runes of the Yang family were engraved on it, and there was a faint golden light shining.The handwriting was also written by Mr. Yang, whom he was very familiar with, and it even stamped the seal of the head of the family, which no one except Mr. Yang kept... It was a true will that was absolutely impossible to forge!

"How is it possible! How is it possible!"

Father Yang was shocked, "How could Dad not give me the position of Patriarch?! I am his only son!"

Song Feiya raised the corner of her mouth mockingly when she heard the second part of his sentence, and said softly: "Who said you are the only son of the former Patriarch."

Father Yang was hit several times in a day, and now his face was ashen as a dead man, and he said in a trembling voice, "You...what did you say?!"

Song Feiya took Yang Xiao's hand with a smile, and pulled him to her side.

"This is the child of me and the former Patriarch. Now that the former Patriarch is dead, as the mother of his child, I am naturally the mistress of the Yang family."

Song Feiya spoke in a soft voice, gently patted the back of Yang Xiao's hand under the extremely frightened eyes, and then turned her gaze to her husband.

"Before the new Patriarch succeeds, I will be the master of the Yang family——Yang Ji, you should call me 'Mistress'."