Out of the Dao Palace, Fan Wen thought about the conversation in the Dao Palace, and the corners of his mouth gradually showed a sneer.

The Dao Palace did not interfere, and his son died, how could there be no one to accompany the funeral?

Fan Shirong died, as a father, he was very sad, but as the head of the Fan family, how could he not breathe a sigh of relief?

Fan Shichang is the eldest son, although his talent looks slightly inferior, but he is also above the horizontal line, and the inheritance never depends only on talent.

As the Taishou of Hongming County, he has already grasped real power in the past few years, and it is time to seize the throne of Marquis Wei through this incident.

"If the Marquis of Wei Mansion has news, pass it on to me immediately!" Fan Wen commanded a soldier!

"Yes!" replied the sergeant.

Although the Wei Hou Mansion is the Hou Mansion, it is actually a small palace, it took 23 years to build before and after, and the palace is strictly forbidden, but since the fall of the Wei Hou and the defeat of the prince, the grandson of the successor of the Wei Hou is in the air, although he is still the master of the county in name, but he is in name only, and every move is under the control of the Fan Mansion.

But even so, the management is still meticulous, rockeries, forests, flowing springs, in the early spring climate, it is elegant, a person has paced out, this middle-aged man is dressed in a light red robe, stepping on thick boots, looking at the front of him leisurely, watching many servants busy, showing a smile.

This is Fan Jin, the head of the Weihou Mansion, he entered the Weihou Mansion two years ago, but he has three major tasks, the first is of course to supervise the grandson, and the second is to learn the rules of the wealthy family.

It is said that the Fan family can be regarded as a big family, but it is much worse than that of Wei Hou, and only after learning the rules that have been inherited for a hundred years can the Hou Mansion have the style of the Hou Mansion, and it will not be laughed at when he ascends the throne.

The third is to gradually replace their own people, and only after the eldest lord ascends the throne can there be people.

Just then, a carrier pigeon flew over and landed on his shoulder.

"Huh, is it the carrier pigeon of the main family?" Fan Jin saw the letter at the foot of the carrier pigeon, and immediately said a word and silently unwrapped the letter.

The pigeon, which had been untied, cooed twice, and when it saw that there was no food, it fluttered twice and flew away.

Fan Jin got up and walked to the corner, unfolded the letter to check, and when he saw the content on it, his eyes froze, and his face changed, before he slowly closed the letter and sighed: "Finally, it's still time?"

Fan Jin clapped his hands at the moment: "Canghai!"

"In!" This is the same middle-aged man, but he has a cold temperament, and immediately responded.

"Let's do it, the head of the house doesn't need this chess piece. Fan Jin slowly turned around and spit out these words, and this Canghai eyelid jumped, and responded: "Yes!"

The side hall of the Weihou Mansion is very quiet at night, a bright moon hangs high in the sky, the grandson sits on a chair, the candle flame on the table is swaying, floating, silently using wine, with indignation and helplessness in his eyes.

Shisun is now ten years old, and in ordinary people's homes, he may still be playing, but for this family background, and with the nourishment of dragon energy, he is precocious.

Seeing Shi Gao waiting, Shisun asked, "What's the news outside lately?"

Shi Gao hung his head for a long time before he said: "Hou Ye, it is really difficult to get in the news outside, Hou Ye wants to know the news, so I will go around and walk around, I can always get some news, and I will report it in time." ”

"Okay, it's all up to you!" Shisun nodded and said, "It's cold, you also have to take care, you are the people passed down from your grandfather and father, it's all up to you." ”

Shi Gao invited Ann and said, "Of course this is...... Master Hou, there is a new pheasant in the kitchen, I grabbed half of it, boiled a pot of soup, you can enter a bowl!"

"This is your piety!" said Shisun, at this time a bowl of chicken soup was served, the aroma was fragrant, making people appetite, Shisun scooped a spoonful of soup with a spoon to taste, and couldn't help but praise: "Good!"

Shi Gao smiled: "This is a little bit of a minion's mind!"

Shisun smiled slightly, just scooped the soup and drank it, but only halfway through eating, his face suddenly changed, his hands were tightly covered with his stomach, his face was as white as a piece of paper, and he was covered with cold sweat, he turned his face to stare at Shi Gao, and just said: "You ......"

Shi Gao knelt down with a "poof": "Little master, the slave has a family and a small family, and he can't be wiped out all over the house, there is really no way, who told you to be smart and studious, resolute and decisive, and have the demeanor of Wei Gaohou?"

"Don't struggle, go, I'll follow you at once!" said Scoop, bowing again and again, knocking and knocking.

There was no sound for a moment, Shi Gao's face was white, and when he got up to look, he saw the ten-year-old grandson holding the armrest of the table and chair tightly, although there was pain between his eyebrows, but there was no fear, only anger and regret, his eyes were closed, and blood was oozing from his eyes, nose and mouth, but there was no sound.

In such pain, but without snorting, Shi Gao looked at this and suddenly cried out: "Oh my God!"

He pulled out a dagger and stabbed it in the heart, and suddenly snorted and fell to the ground and did not move.

A gust of cold wind penetrated in, Fan Jin, who was watching outside, hit a spirit, realized that it was done, looked through the door again, and only felt a little empty in his heart, Shisun's performance really made him a little frightened and a little excited, and the Wei Hou Sun family was buried in his own hands, which was really thrilling.

After a while, Fan Jin said to the following: "The matter is done, quickly report this matter to the lord, and say that the grandson died of a violent illness!"

"Yes!" After a while, a carrier pigeon fluttered from the Wei Hou Mansion and headed towards the Fan Mansion.

Dao Palace. Tibetan Scripture Pavilion Yu Chuxia held a volume of Taoist scriptures to read, the night pearl emitted a faint light, making the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion bright within seven feet, she squinted at the book, and couldn't see clearly.

After a long time, she suddenly felt something, got up and went to the window, and looked coldly into the distance, the stars in the sky were dotted, sprinkled like pearls, and the stars were shining and the moon was bright.

Staring into the distance, with a grim smile, Yu Chuxia said to himself: "The dragon qi of the Wei Hou Sun family has been cut off?" Hey, you originally lived to be fifteen years old, and you still had a chance of three points, but how could I give you this chance?"

"Although I have no relationship with you, I can only help him complete my brother's regret. Speaking of this, Yu Chuxia sighed, but his eyes gradually lit up.

Wang Shaoyun and the grievances of the Wei Hou Sun family, but she was related to it, and now that the matter is over, she suddenly felt a loosening on her body, but she removed a big stone.

But for a moment, the sneer gradually turned into a light smile, but with some deep thought, originally according to the luck calculation, the grandson does have a three-point chance, that is, five years later, the two sons of the Fan family will compete for the throne, forming a civil strife, and the Fan family's luck will be divided, and the grandson can fight to the death.

It's just that now Fan Shirong is dead, but there is no such opportunity, but Fan Shirong is obviously deeply rooted, but why did he suddenly die?

Of course, Yu Chuxia is not ready to delve into it, although she gloated, and even secretly promoted, but there was not much cause and effect, that is, because she had been standing on the rules of the Dao Palace - what did the world have to do with it?

However, as the Daozheng of Hongming County, if this happens, he has to give an explanation to the Daogong and Shimen, and Wang Cunye and Fan Shirong also have some unclear relationships, and if something happens at this moment, I still have to notify him.

After thinking about it, he took out three jade talismans, flashed with golden light, and engraved these things that happened in Hongming County, focusing on the deaths of Fan Shirong and Shisun.

After a moment, Yu Chuxia stopped and looked at the jade talisman in front of him, just with a wave of his sleeve.

The jade talisman suddenly vibrated and emitted a green light, turning into a streamer that pierced the sky and passed away.

At this time, the airship had already crossed the sea and headed towards the depths of the land, and in the airboat, Wang Cunye sat in the pavilion with his eyes lowered, looking inwardly at the spiritual pool, and cultivating wholeheartedly.

At this time, the spirit pool was born and died, and the acupuncture points of the whole body communicated with the external aura, which was incorporated into the body at ten times the speed, refined into mana, and hung into it little by little, and the yin god of his own body was already red.

"The third turn of the ghost immortal to the sea of fire, the spirit pool needs twenty feet to be considered solid, although now I have realized a trace of the earth immortal method, but I have to rely on cultivation to make up, at least three years!"

When I looked down, I saw that the spirit pool was above the air, and the slightest trace of red qi was constantly pouring into the spring, but the expansion of the spirit pool was very limited, and the seventeen feet had not yet arrived.

At this moment, a little spiritual light pierced the sky and fell, but the flying boat defense did not stop it, and fell straight into the barrier, approaching the quiet room.

At this time, Wang Cunye felt something, and with a wave of his hand, he received a jade talisman, and as soon as he read it, his face changed, and he frowned: "Fan Shirong is dead, and Shisun is also dead?"

Wang Cunye looked up at the ceiling with his face up, and sighed for a long time, but uneasiness flashed in his heart.

Yunya County Hotel The façade of this hotel is not big, there are only five tables, although it is daytime, but the sky is cloudy, so they are lit with oil lamps.

Luo Shui was using rice, in front of him was a plate of carp, a plate of stewed chicken, and a plate of fried shredded pork with mushrooms.

It's just halfway through eating, I suddenly feel that my nose is wet, I touch my hand, and when I look at it with my backhand, I see a piece of blood red again.

Stunned for a moment, Luo Shui's face sank like water: "The backlash is so serious? It seems that I can't wait." ”

I thought for a moment: "The magic weapon that the master gave me to shield the heavenly machine is there, and the local Dao Palace can't find it for a while, since that's the case, then ask for the surname to be bigger...... Fan Shirong is dead, you Wang Cunye may not care, but what about your parents and siblings?"

"Hehe, if you don't care about this, I can only quickly return to Penglai and wait for another chance in the future. Thinking of this, Luo Shui took out a handkerchief, wiped off the nosebleed, threw it away, and dropped a piece of broken silver, and got up and left.

"Oh, guest officer!" The guy saw that this person went out without paying the bill, so he thought that he had encountered a bully meal, but at a glance he saw broken silver, and immediately stopped chasing out.

Luo Shui ignored it, walked a few steps, and suddenly disappeared in the alley.

At this time, under the heavy black clouds, the rain began to pour down, the wind whistled, and only a flash of red light was seen, and they arrived at the door of the royal mansion.

Seeing that a piece of golden light was still shrouded in the royal mansion like a cover, Luo Shui smiled coldly, if it was Dayanguan, the goddess body called Bai Susu was there, and she didn't dare to attack it, but here was just a golden light, although it would be inducted immediately if it was broken, but even if the gods arrived, it would take a while.

This short period of time is enough for Luoshui!

Thinking of this, I saw a flash of sword light, and I had already rushed into it, only to break into the golden light, and suddenly the enchantment reacted, and a trace of golden light instantly gathered, but Luo Shui couldn't help it condense, the sword light flashed, and this golden light suddenly exploded, like fireworks.

Then, the person had already pounced into the room, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the two unconscious people suddenly floated in the air and floated out automatically.

"Eight Geyalu!" At this moment, a Fuso samurai rushed out of the house, but it was Matsumae's right doorman, holding a long knife and slashing.

Luo Shui smiled disdainfully, and as soon as the sword light swirled, the head of the right doorman in front of Songqian flew out, splashing blood all over the ground.

The next moment, with the two of them, the red light flashed and disappeared!

(To be continued)