Fox Demon: Starts with Lu Zu template

The sound waves caused dust to fall from the beams.

The elders were so silent that they even breathed softly.

Yang Jian noticed that although his grandfather was furious, his fingertips were trembling slightly.

A trace of sadness flashed in the other person's eyes and then turned into anger.

However, for Yang Jian, who possessed the divine eye, he was able to capture it even for a moment.

This patriarch, who has always been known for his majesty, is now much more complicated than he appears on the surface.

"Grandpa." Yang Jian stepped forward and gently pressed Yang Yifang's wrist.

He could never understand why his daughter went out and came back to give him a big surprise, becoming a grandfather in seconds!

Yang Yan knelt on the ground and said nothing.

Yang Yifang glanced at his most beloved grandson, his chest heaving violently, and finally he sat back down in the main seat.

He rubbed his brows tiredly: "Jian'er, what do you call this..."

You can hear a needle drop in the hall.

Everyone was waiting for the patriarch's decision - would he expel Yang Yan from the family in a rage, or...

Yang Jian did not answer immediately.

He opened his eyes slightly and saw that Yang Yan's abdomen was slightly bulging.

I think it’s been quite some time!

"Grandpa." Yang Jian said softly, "Now that my aunt is back, I should listen to her thoughts."

Yang Yifang was silent for a long time, and finally spoke: "Do you really want to marry that wooden man?"

"You know that our Yang family is a Taoist family! That wooden man is just a small leader of the mining team."

The question was asked lightly, but it hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

Yang Yan's body trembled, and tears instantly filled her eyes, but her answer was firm:

"Dad, I, Yang Yan, will not marry anyone else in this life!"

Four words, powerful and resounding.

There was dead silence in the hall.

Yang Yitan clenched his fists nervously, several elders exchanged glances, and Yang Jian... took it all in.

Now it is time for Yang Yifang, the head of the family, to make the decision.

Yang Jian actually understood that beneath Yang Yifang's furious appearance, he was hiding a father's helplessness and worry about his daughter's choice.

In ancient times, being well-matched was very important, let alone the Yang family, the top family in the Taoist Alliance!

"Good...very good!" Yang Yifang suddenly sneered.

After a long silence, he continued, "I can promise you!"

Amidst the astonishment of the crowd, the old patriarch suddenly stood up and said, "The wedding will be held next month, but he must marry into the Yang family!"

After a pause, he added, "If he dares to say no..."

"No!" Yang Yan finally burst into tears, "He promised... promised..."

Yang Yifang turned his back, not wanting anyone to see his red eyes: "Everyone, leave."

Everyone left the hall one after another, and only Yang Jian stayed at the end.

He saw that his grandfather's arms were shaking slightly and his face was full of worry.

"Grandpa." Yang Jian called softly.

"Jian'er..." Yang Yifang's voice was hoarse, "Tell me... am I too cruel?"

Yang Jian shook his head and walked to the other side.

His eyes softened as he said softly, "I know your difficulties, Grandpa. After all, you are responsible for the entire Yang family. The head of the family has his own difficulties.

Of course, you are also my aunt's father, and a father has his own painstaking efforts! My aunt will understand.

Yang Yifang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled bitterly: "You are only eight years old, but you speak as if you have lived for hundreds of years."

"If I had been a little more ruthless and didn't let her go out...wouldn't things have turned out like this?"

Yang Jian didn't say anything else, just stood there quietly.

The look in Yang Yifang's eyes when he looked at Yang Jian was full of satisfaction.

My originally complicated mood suddenly became much better because of Yang Jian.

This good grandson of his is simply the next head of the Yang family chosen by heaven!

At this moment, he suddenly said, "Jian'er, do you want to be the next head of the Yang family?"

For some reason, Yang Yifang suddenly said this.

Even Yang Yifang himself didn't understand. Logically speaking, he was still in his middle age.

It was the time when a family head had just entered his "peak" period, and Yang Jian was just an eight-year-old child. It was impossible for him to ask these questions now.

After hearing this, Yang Jian felt a little confused.

But he still said, "Grandpa, I'm still young. Isn't it too early to say these things? Besides, I'm not interested in this. I plan to visit Wang Xianzhi in the future!"

These words gave Yang Yifang an extra layer of strength!

Especially the last sentence, it says it’s a visit, but in fact it’s just a challenge!

The grandfather and grandson stood there quietly, and no one spoke.

......

Half a month later, the Yang family decorated their house with lights and lanterns.

Although the wedding was hastily arranged, it still had all the necessary pomp and ceremony.

All the noble families in the Dao League received invitations, and even the Wang Quan family sent their steward Fei to offer congratulations.

Some of them came to laugh at the joke, after all, being pregnant before marriage was a unique case in the entire Taoist Alliance.

"Have you heard? The groom is a small leader of a mining team!"

"Patriarch Yang has lost all face..."

"Hush, keep your voice down, the two young masters of the Yang family are over there..."

Amidst the whispers, Yang Jian and Yang Yitan stood calmly at the door of the wedding hall.

Yang Jian specially wore a silver-white robe today, and the silver lines between his eyebrows were outlined with cinnabar, making it particularly eye-catching.

Any malicious look that caught his eye would be unconsciously avoided.

"The auspicious time has arrived——"

As the emcee sang, the newlyweds entered the stage.

Mu Renzhi was wearing a bright red wedding gown, with a nervous look on his pretty face, but his steps were firm.

When he took Yang Yan's hand, Yang Jian clearly saw the tears flashing in his aunt's eyes.

When worshiping heaven and earth, Yang Yifang sat upright in the hall, his face as gloomy as if water was about to drip.

Only after the couple finished bowing did he slowly stand up and take something out of his sleeve.

"Wooden man is honest." The old patriarch said in a cold voice, "I hope you can treat Yan'er well in the future! Otherwise, this old man..."

Yang Yifang's tone was slightly threatening.

Although Mu Renzhi was a little nervous under Yang Yifang's stare, he still said solemnly: "I will definitely live up to my father-in-law's high expectations!"

Yang Yifang snorted coldly and walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

But Yang Jian saw it clearly, although Yang Yifang's tone was full of dissatisfaction.

But his words were all about "planning" for Yang Yan!

After all, she is his precious daughter whom he raised since childhood.

Chapter 130 I wonder who dares to bully my aunt!

Red silk was hung high in the wedding hall and candlelight flickered.

Yang Jian and Yang Yitan stood behind Yang Yifang, looking calmly at the newcomers on the stage.

Yang Yan was wearing a phoenix crown and a bridal bridal gown, her makeup as red as fire; Mu Renzhi was wearing a wedding gown, and although he was a little embarrassed, his eyes were full of determination.

This should have been a joyous and fulfilling moment, but the silver vein between Yang Jian's eyebrows felt slightly hot - a sign of impending crisis.

"Looks like it's coming..." he whispered to himself.

Just as the words fell, a sharp and piercing voice pierced the joy:

"Master Yang, why didn't you invite us to your daughter's wedding?"

The door to the wedding hall burst open, and a group of men in black, wearing purple robes and with golden swords hanging from their waists, filed in.

The leading man had a sinister face and the emblem of the Taoist Alliance Inspector was embroidered on his chest - the current head of the Xiao family, Xiao Wancheng.

The guests in the room were in an uproar.

Some people looked serious, some stepped back subconsciously, and more people looked like they were enjoying the show.

The Xiao family has always had a bad reputation, and it seems that today's wedding will not be peaceful.

"Purple robe, black clothes, golden sword..."

"The Dao League's inspectors are all mobilized. The Xiao family is about to break off relations."

Yang Jian nodded slightly and glanced behind Xiao Wancheng - twelve inspectors had quietly blocked the exit, each holding a demon-binding rope in their hands.

It looks like they are here not to congratulate you, but to arrest someone!

Yang Yifang stood up to greet them, his smile barely visible in his eyes. "The Inspector General is very busy with his duties. How dare I, an old man, delay you all for a trivial matter concerning my Yang family?"

"A small matter?" Xiao Wancheng sneered, his eyes entwined with the wooden man like a poisonous snake.

"I heard that Yang's son-in-law is just a small leader of a mining team?"

He deliberately raised his voice. "The Yang family has always been known for their discerning eye for talent. How come... they've made a mistake?"

Sarcastic words echoed in the wedding hall.

Yang Yifang's face darkened: "What do you mean?"

At this time, Li Ruojin also slammed the table and stood up: "Xiao Wancheng! I know you have recently cracked down on many Taoist sects, but is it illegal for the Yang family's son-in-law to have such a low status?"

Xiao Wancheng seemed to have anticipated someone's trouble, and said calmly, "It's fine if someone's status is low, but if someone colludes with the demon clan..."

"Wow—"

The whole house was in an uproar.

Everyone knew that the person Xiao Wancheng was talking about was probably the current son-in-law of the Yang family, Mu Renzhi.

Yang Yan pulled off her veil and stood in front of the wooden figure, saying, "You are slandering me!"

Xiao Wancheng remained unmoved, his gaze sweeping coldly across the crowd present: "Do you all remember how Sword Master Li fell ten years ago?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water.

The wedding hall suddenly became silent, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

In the battle at Tushan ten years ago, the leaders of the Taoist Alliance witnessed Li Chungang being ambushed and killed by the fox demon of Tushan. This incident became the fuse for the further deterioration of the relationship between humans and demons.

Upon hearing this, everyone present was amazed.

The hatred between humans and demons can even be traced back to five hundred years ago.

It was only after the establishment of the Demon Alliance that the relationship between humans and demons was eased.

But all this happened ten years ago, when the Sword God Li Chungang died in Tushan, and almost all the leaders of the Taoist Alliance saw that it was the Tushan fox demon who attacked Li Chungang from behind.

This led to the death of the other party. The top master of the human race was killed by the demon king of the demon race in a sneak attack. The relationship between humans and demons once again returned to the brink of danger.

However, because Wang Quanshouzhuo was restraining the people in the Taoist Alliance, and even because of the pressure from Wang Xianzhi, the human and demon races did not directly launch a war.