The old lady said that, she didn't pay attention to Ye Yang and Xiaoyue anymore, and sat down in her place by herself, and the older man did it too.

After the two of them sat down, the fat man named Dalong and the little girl also sat down together, and the big dragon turned his head to the side, but the little girl seemed to be indifferent, and her expression was natural.

Ye Yang and Xiao Yue didn't talk much, moved to the front of the mourning hall, lit three incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner, and the two bowed three times to Cui Zhe's portrait.

On the incense burner, the smoke forms a Tai Chi pattern, gathering and dispersing. This is because Ye Yang injected Taoist true qi into the incense, firstly, to show his Taoist identity, and secondly, to pay tribute to the deceased.

"Hmph!" the fat man snorted coldly, still unrelenting.

Ye Yang also ignored the attitude of the obese man, turned to look at the older man, bowed, and then asked, "Dare to ask the senior's name!"

The older man looked at Ye Yang quietly and didn't speak, and Cui Zhe's mother on the side was also closing her eyes and ignoring him. Ye Yang was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

"The name of the Yellow Wind Sect Leader is also something you can ask?" the little girl said to Ye Yang while fiddling with her mobile phone, her attitude was a little arrogant.

"Yellow Wind Sect Master...... Yellow Wind Sect Leader ......" Xiao Yue repeated a few words in a low voice, as if she had heard of this name somewhere.

Ye Yang didn't care about the little girl's arrogance, and then looked at Cui Zhe's mother on the side: "Old lady, is it ......?"

"The old lady is also your name?" the little girl's attitude and tone were still arrogant.

Ye Yang turned to look at the little girl this time, seemed to be a little annoyed, stared at her tightly, and stopped talking, a few seconds later, Ye Yang's eyes suddenly widened slightly, with a slightly surprised expression, and he was about to speak, but Cui Zhe's mother's friendly voice came: "You just call me Aunt Lian, they all call me that!"

Ye Yang nodded slightly, his eyes still did not leave the little girl, but his tone was like saying to Aunt Lian: "This little girl ......"

"This is my daughter, Cui Zhe's sister!" Before Ye Yang could finish speaking, Aunt Lian replied first.

"What?" Xiao Yue was very surprised, looked at the little girl carefully, seemed to be a little frightened, and said loudly: "She is ......"

Without waiting for Xiao Yue to finish speaking, Ye Yang stretched out his hand to stop her, and then made another look, suggesting that she should not stay here for a long time and leave quickly. Xiao Yue understood and nodded.

"We are deeply sympathetic to Cui Zhe's matter, and it is inconvenient for us to bother us more about the upright funeral at home, so we will leave!" After Ye Yang finished speaking, he bowed to Aunt Lian slightly, and pulled Xiaoyue to turn around and leave.

Bang –

Just as Ye Yang and Xiao Yue were about to leave, the door suddenly closed, and the fat man blocked Ye Yang's way in front of the door now.

"What do you mean by that?" Ye Yang asked with a squint. Since entering this house, the people in the room have been full of hostility, as if he was the murderer of Cui Zhe, only Cui Zhe's mother, Aunt Lian, occasionally said a few words, but it was lukewarm. Ye Yang was very unhappy in his heart, but seeing that he was doing a funeral at the other party's house, he didn't care about them, and now the way was blocked, which made Ye Yang very unhappy, and he was ready to rush out at any time.

"What do you mean by this? Why did you stop us? Is this the hospitality of the Huang family's younger brothers?" Seeing that the other party forcibly locked himself and Ye Yang in the house, Xiao Yue was also very angry, looked at the older man, and asked loudly.

"Little girl!" The older man's voice was hoarse, his tone was weird, and he frowned slightly and said to Xiao Yue: "For the sake of you being Zhidong's fiancée, you are also half of my Huang family, you can go, that kid must stay today!"

"Sect Master, why are you talking to them so much? Take them all down, correct the Fa in front of this mourning hall, and come to comfort Cui Zhe's spirit in the sky!" the fat man roared loudly, ready to rush up at any moment!

The older man waved his hand and didn't speak, Xiao Yue looked at Ye Yang, and Mr. Ye Yang said to her: "Something is wrong, you go first, quickly!"

Before Xiaoyue could speak, Ye Yang turned to the older man and said, "This matter has nothing to do with my friend, let her go, I'll stay!"

The older man nodded, signaled to open the door and let Xiao Yue go, Ye Yang whispered a few words to her, Xiao Yue nodded and told Ye Yang to be careful before leaving.

"Yellow Wind Sect Master...... The Yellow Wind Sect Leader ...... "Xiao Yue still remembered where he had heard the name of the Yellow Wind Sect Master as he walked, and suddenly he was secretly shocked in his heart: Not good, no one in the room just now was a normal person! Xiao Yue shuddered all over her body, and accelerated towards Hu Xiaohui's tea shop!

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After Xiao Yue left, the door was closed again, it was still daytime, but the room was extremely dim, there was smoke everywhere, and several people in the room were gone, as if they had arrived in another time and space!

"Hmph! carving insect skills!" Ye Yang snorted coldly, chanted a spell in his heart, and after snapping his fingers, a piece of golden light scattered in all directions.

"Huh?" The golden light dissipated, Ye Yang was puzzled, he used the Taoist Heavenly Eye Pure Heart Mantra, which was used to crack the Taoist Dao technique of the obstacle and the blind eye, after the spell, there was still a fog in front of him, which puzzled him, and he thought to himself: The vision of the vision cannot be broken, is this the real scene? Was it an illusion just now? Or is it ?......

Without waiting for Ye Yang to think about it, the two white candles above the mourning hall suddenly brightened, but they only illuminated a distance of about ten steps in a radius. Faintly, you can hear the wailing of some souls in some of the fog.

Ye Yang still believed that this was a psychedelic technique in front of him, closed his eyes, made hand prints with his hands one after another, and said something in his mouth, and after a while, with his body as the center, golden light emanated from weak to strong.

The golden light lasted for ten breaths, and after it slowly dissipated, Ye Yang broke open his eyes.

"What?"

When Ye Yang opened his eyes, the scene in front of him was still a fog, only a little light in front of the mourning hall, which made him feel a little fluctuating in his heart, and he felt that it was not an illusion in front of him, but a real scene.

"Hmph! Insect carving skills!" the hoarse voice of the Yellow Wind Sect Leader appeared in mid-air.

"Hehe!" Ye Yang smiled bitterly, shook his head helplessly, and stopped casting spells, meditating cross-legged on the spot, seemingly closing his eyes and recuperating, but in fact, he was indeed vigilant to everything around him.

"Boy, you have some guts, are you really not afraid?" The Yellow Wind Sect Leader seemed to be a little surprised by Ye Yang's actions, and asked with some curiosity.

"What's so scary?" Ye Yang still closed his eyes and said in a calm tone: "My dignified disciple of the Dao Sect, will I be afraid of that fat-headed and big-eared breeze or that arrogant smoke soul? Or you, the stele king of the Huang family?"

Ye Yang's voice had just fallen, and the flames above the mourning hall did not flicker! The voice of the Yellow Wind Sect Leader became more and more harsh, and he was even a little excited: "Hahaha, good boy, I have a little knowledge, I can even see that I am the King of the Stele!"

"What's so difficult about this?" Ye Yang still didn't open his eyes, and said with a long sigh: "I also know that you are not an ordinary stele king!"

"Truly...... Huang Feng Sect Master revealed his true body, came to a distance ten steps away from Ye Yang, and looked at him with an evil smile, "I'm not an ordinary stele king, then tell me, why isn't it ordinary?"

Ye Yang opened his eyes and looked at the Huang Feng Sect Master: "The general stele king is the soul cultivation of mortals, and he is in charge of the ghosts and immortals in each hall, but you are different, your body is the Huang family immortal, it stands to reason that the immortal family will not die, but you died for some reason, and the soul has been cultivated into a ghost immortal, extremely powerful, if you guess correctly, you should be the stele commander of the Huang family's main hall, the stele king who leads the halls of the Huang family, and has a very high status in the Huang family, I don't know if what I said is right?"

"Hahaha......" Huang Feng Sect Leader laughed and said: "You kid really has two hits, he is a person with great opportunities, his wisdom is extraordinary, the old man likes it very much, but you hurt my Huang family's brother Ma, you have to die!"

The Yellow Wind Sect Master seemed to feel a little pity, and shook his head helplessly.

"There's one thing I don't quite understand, I wonder if I can ask?" Ye Yang asked the Yellow Wind Sect Master.

"Say!" said the Yellow Wind Sect Leader lightly.

"I learned from the Huang family that Cui Zhe's death was done by the red-clothed shaman, why do you think I did it?"

"I will definitely not let her go of the red-clothed shaman, but you, the mastermind behind the scenes, are even more evil!"

"What?

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