Chapter 207: Foggy
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"Who are they?" The man focused on Huang Bing and the others who were following Yun Miao, and stopped for a moment before leaving.
"They are the disciples who have been recruited this time. ā
"Oh?" the man replied faintly, and no more sound, and in a moment he walked away. "You can arrange it. ā
Huang Bing stared at the back of the departing figure, needless to say, this should be the grandfather who should have been buried in peace.
At that time, under the descriptions of several uncles and various uncles in the Yan Mansion, she could already conclude whether her grandfather had been refined into a puppet or a puppet of a dead man.
Puppets have no mind and no consciousness, whether they are dead puppets or living puppets. In order to be absolutely loyal, the master will not let them exist.
But this person, judging from his actions and his words, he has a mind at all, and he still retains a very strong consciousness!
This is not in line with the characteristics of a puppet, but if it is not a puppet, how can it be explained in the first place?
Could it be that my grandfather really didn't die? If my grandfather didn't die, what did it mean that he didn't admit that his six relatives had kidnapped his mother? How could he become the sect master of the Yunshan Sect?
Before his death, the Yin Yang Man seemed to reveal that the reason why he was refining the puppet was also known to the sect master. What does this have to do with grandpa?
Huang Bing's face was hard to see, she thought that things were going smoothly, but when she came to this point, she found that many things were something she had never expected.
The Immortal looked at the back of the sect master leaving thoughtfully, while the Night Phoenix Feather looked depressed.
The night of the Yunshan Sect always comes early, but it is already dark by the end of the day.
The dim candle flame glowed through the tulle window, and the five people in the room sat silently.
"He's not a puppet. It took a long time for Huang Bing to say this.
Night Phoenix Feather pursed her thin lips, her eyes dark.
"So, he's a grandfather, and his grandfather isn't dead. He said this sentence with difficulty, it was a thing that should be happy that his grandfather was not dead, but now he was not happy.
My grandfather didn't die, so why did he hide it from everyone? How could he become the new sect master of the Yunshan Sect? How could he injure his uncle and father and kidnap his dying mother?
Grandpa, why did he do this?
In just half a month, the former kind grandfather has completely changed.
"Hmm. Huang Bing's tone was very heavy.
Although she had not come into contact with this grandfather, she still knew something from other people's descriptions.
She was also a little sad when she learned that he had been killed, but who knew that things would turn out like this later.
In the current situation, except that her grandfather is not dead, she doesn't know what else to explain.
How did he hide from the eyes of several uncles and create the illusion that he was dead?
When they thought he had been turned into a puppet, he appeared as the suzerain.
What was the purpose of what he was doing this? Huang Bing was at a loss, she suddenly couldn't guess, and she didn't dare to guess.
Looking at Night Phoenix Feather's dejected appearance, she sighed in her heart. If they want to rescue their mother, they will inevitably have a conflict with him, and what should they choose when the time comes.
Li Yuan and Yu Wuxian were also silent, and they consciously did not bother. It's too weird for anyone to judge.
He stared at the candle flame, and he was still thinking about the scene he had encountered with that sect master today.
Somewhat strange, he seemed to smell something unusual, and that sect master gave him a hint of familiarity.
But is this possible? The ancestor of the Yan family, he saw it for the first time, or in this way, how could he feel familiar with him again.
Ever since he left the Cloud Mountain Sect, he had been following Shen Xichen wholeheartedly. Although the name of the white-clothed holy hand is outside, it is also a cover-up. There aren't many people he really has in contact with, and many times others replace him.
He was sure that he hadn't seen Old Master Yan before this, so where did this weird feeling begin.
In a flash, he saw the strange gaze cast by Huang Bing Ye Huang Yu and Liyuan Yu Wuxian.
"What's wrong?"
Huang Binghu stared at him suspiciously, always cheeky and couldn't help but wonder if a flower would be stared at on his face.
"You've just been staring at the candle in a daze. Huang Bing retracted his gaze, raised his eyebrows slightly, and stretched out his hand to rub his somewhat drowsy head.
"Oh. I'm thinking about something. What did you just say?" he was a little embarrassed, he was so engrossed.
Huang Bing didn't ask him much what he was thinking, she wasn't a gossip and was not interested in knowing so much gossip.
"You stayed with him in the Cloud Mountain Sect before?"
Stygian nodded. "That's right. But that was more than a decade ago. "More than ten years ago, Shen Xichen brought him out of the Cloud Mountain Sect, and since then, he has followed him.
"Then do you know that the old master of the Yan family has ever had contact with the Yunshan Sect?"
Ying Jue shook his head, his mother was poisoned at that time, how could he care about other things. And Shen Xichen didn't seem to have a good time at that time.
However, isn't the head of the Yan family a member of the Yan family, one of the four major families, and how could he communicate privately with the Yunshan Sect? You must know that the four families have not been in contact with the Yunshan Sect for a long time.
"I don't know if they're in a relationship, but my gut feeling is no. ā
According to Ye Huang Yu's words, the old master of the Yan family has always been an upright but not compassionate person, how can it be related to a place like Yunshan Sect.
However, in the current situation, he has become the new Yunshan Zongzhu, and the contradiction has come out.
"Don't you want to ask me what I was thinking?"
Huang Bing glanced at him, and said angrily: "I'm not interested in knowing your gossip." "It's too late for a headache, so why don't you have the leisure to care about what he's thinking.
I didn't expect her to think so, and a few black lines seemed to slip off his forehead, and he seemed to have been misunderstood.
"Actually, I was thinking just now, your grandfather, the current sect master, made me feel a little familiar, but I had never met him before. His brow furrowed as he spoke.
Huang Bing raised his eyes, finally facing him. "Go on. She knew that Hades would never say such things for no reason.
"But I can't think of where that familiar feeling is. ā
That's the point, if he could know where and when, he wouldn't be as distressed as he is now.
"What's the difference between what you said and what you didn't?" Yu Wuxian choked and couldn't help but mutter.
Huang Bing did not refute, obviously agreeing.
Indeed, there is really no clue to this message of the Dead. He only felt familiar, but he didn't know where it was.
"No matter what, we will definitely save my mother. ā
Ye Huang Yu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said this, and he seemed to understand it.
Even though his grandfather is still alive, he is no longer the grandfather he used to be from the moment he decided to create this illusion.
And the mother must be saved, and she will not give up because of her grandfather. (To be continued.) )