"Xu Xiaoqing, you can't help it?"

Xu Fan grabbed the reins, gently stroked the horse under his crotch with his right hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, looking at the little guy in front of him who had followed him for many years.

"Huh! What does the young master mean by this? ”

Xu Xiaoqing didn't know that the young man who was hit by himself in front of him had recognized his identity, and he thought that the other party was still the Xu Mansion Dumiao who had been locked up in Xujiazhuang for three years, the only young master of the Xu family.

In Xu Fan's slightly narrowed eyes, the cold light was even better. His legs tightly clamped the horse's belly, looked down at Xu Xiaoqing, and his voice was cold, "Xiaoqing, you are also patient, and you don't dare to make a move until now." ”

Li Muzhi, the king of Nan'an, had 300,000 mercenaries, and was the head of the five kings and ten princes of the Great Qianguo, and also the most powerful vassal king with a different surname.

Unexpectedly, in order to seize the wealth of the Xu family, King Nan'an was willing to let his son lurk in the Xu Mansion since he was a child.

Looking at the cold light in Xu Fan's eyes, Xu Xiaoqing clasped his hands in front of his chest, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "I wonder if Young Master Xu can go to Jinling with me?" ”

Xu Xiaoqing waved his hand, and more than a dozen black-clothed people suddenly appeared on both sides of the mountain road, each of them was burly, and his body faintly exuded a sense of courage.

"Some small sects also want to compete with their father for the fat of the Xu family, and they are too self-conscious. Although I don't know who is behind those sects, it is nothing more than those top magnates in Jinling City. ”

"The three kings ruled Jiangnan Province together, and only those old guys in the court who played with pen and ink could think of such a way."

Xu Xiaoqing stepped forward slowly, his posture was straight, and he didn't have the appearance of a groveling little guy beside Xu Fan in the past, and laughed loudly.

"Young Master Xu, who let your Xu family control the wealth of Jiangnan Province. Without the power of Tongtian, these riches can only become the gravediggers of your Xu family. ”

"There is actually someone here who is the scapegoat for this, and our Nan'an Wangfu will save us from worrying about the future."

Xu Fan sat on horseback, not frightened by the more than ten black-clothed people who suddenly appeared, his eyes were still cold, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said disdainfully.

"To Jinling? Are you going to be a puppet? ”

"It's always better to be a puppet in the past, Guangling will become a cold corpse, and at least you can save your life. Young Master Xu, one thing you should know is that in this Jiangnan Province, it is not difficult for the Nan'an Mansion to save your life. ”

"Then how can I repay? Exchange your life for the wealth of the Xu family? Xu Fan drank the pear blossom white in the worn-out gourd in one gulp, and his five fingers were tightly clasped on the gourd.

"Isn't it good? Young Master Xu doesn't think your life is valuable? Xu Xiaoqing raised his head triumphantly and looked at Guangling outside the mountains.

The Xu family makes money for the imperial court, and will accumulate a lot of wealth every year, once the wealth of the Xu family is captured, the strength of the king of Nan'an will definitely expand several times, and the other two kings with different surnames will also be completely subdued.

At this moment, a cold wind suddenly sounded.

Xu Xiaoqing, who was being proud, was unstable and fell facing the ground, his eyes full of surprise.

He didn't think until he died that Xu Fan, a powerless young master, would kill him.

Xu Fan stretched out his hand, and the dilapidated gourd that had just flown out flew back into his hand, looked at the corpse on the ground, and sighed, "Hey, I used too much force this time." ”

"Young Master Ben's life is naturally the most precious, just because you Nan'an Wangfu also want me to be a puppet."

Seeing this, the eyes of more than a dozen black-clothed people were full of shock, and the shabby gourd easily killed Xu Xiaoqing in front of their eyes.

Facing the remaining ten or so black-clothed people, Xu Fan did not have any mercy, and the dilapidated gourd in his hand once again threw out a heroic light, drawing a strange arc in mid-air.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~"

More than a dozen men in black fell to the ground in an instant, without even taking half a step. Like a tree without roots, it fell to the ground.

Xu Fan turned over and dismounted, walked to Xu Xiaoqing and the other corpses, searched for it, did not find any valuable clues, and kicked the corpse into the bonfire.

Looking around, Xu Fan followed the mountain path to find a clear mountain spring, and the blood stains stained on the worn gourd were clear and clean.

The son of a king with a different surname died quietly in the mountains and forests on the outskirts of Guangling.

No longer hesitating, Xu Fan rode away in the direction of Guangling, with a flat expression on his face without the slightest wave.

On the way back to Guangling City, Xu Fan encountered no less than ten waves of killers to surround and kill, and he only solved it with a gourd, and each corpse had a blood hole the size of a gourd.

Approaching the outside of Guangling City, you can already vaguely see many people who want to enter the city, and even the children of Guangling City who have had a few faces.

Xu Fan just rode his horse slowly, calmly entered the city, and headed in the direction of Xu's mansion.

With a huge amount of wealth and no matching strength, it is a crime. Xu Fan, a gentleman, knows this, not to mention his treacherous and cunning dead father.

Regarding Xu Gengyun's sudden act of reporting the news, Xu Fan felt strange at first.

As a result, Xu Xiaoyu suddenly made a move, which made Xu Fan even more curious, could it be that Xu Gengyun deceived himself in the name of Mrs. Wang.

Even the Nan'an Palace, which covered the sky with one hand in Jiangnan Province, made a move, and Xu Fan felt that he should go back to the house to meet his aunt for a while.

Xu Fan smashed the pear blossom white at the corner of his mouth, and secretly said in his heart, that is a beautiful woman who is bewitching to the country, but unfortunately she was too young three years ago, only thirteen years old.

In the side hall of the Xufu Ling Hall, Mrs. Wang's face was gloomy, and her eyes were coldly staring at the innocent man in the hall, eager to eat the other party alive.

She wasted three years of her youth in the Xu Mansion, and even lost her innocence, and did not hesitate to give birth to a daughter for the Xu family.

finally killed the dead old ghost, but the stinky boy was rescued.

"Senior sister, rest assured, Senior Brother has already sent more than 30 dead soldiers in the door, and he will definitely be able to find Xu Fan's kid. No matter who it is this time, it is impossible to destroy the big things arranged in the door. Xu family, we are determined to win the Yin and Yang Gate. ”

After a long time, Mrs. Wang calmed down the undulating waves, and her five fingers were tightly clasped on the celadon tea cup, and with a "squeak", the celadon tea cup shook into pieces in the hand of the clotted jade.

The shattered tea cup and the piping hot tea were vibrated and spun at the extreme speed of the qi machine emanating from Madame Wang's hand, and finally turned into nothingness.

The man smiled awkwardly and put away his cocked legs, "Senior sister, don't be angry, the master knows that you have paid so much, and he will definitely not treat you badly." ”

Mrs. Wang exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, and once again returned to her former tranquility and gentleness, just like the housewife of the Xu Mansion, but her eyebrows still revealed a touch of enchanting charm.

Mrs. Wang raised her hand and gently rubbed her cloud-like hair, covering the sideburns with faint green tendons.

"Now everyone in Guangling City knows that he is dead, as long as Xu Fan's kid disappears quietly, the huge Xu Mansion family business will be in my daughter's pocket. Don't let me down, brother. ”

The man's face changed slightly, and he was secretly thinking about why more than ten waves of people were sent out, but no one sent back the news.

After being silent for a long time, the man turned his head sideways to look at the gloomy sky outside the hall that gradually revealed a glimmer of light, and said slowly, "Madame, don't worry, taking charge of the Xu Mansion is the top priority of my Yin Yang Gate, and I will definitely fully cooperate with Madame." As for the other officials and gentlemen in Guangling City, the sect has already sent disciples to keep an eye on it secretly, and once there is any disturbance, there will definitely be news coming over. ”

The clear man's fingers gently rubbed the lid of the celadon teacup, but there was a rush of footsteps in his ears.

A Xu Mansion steward had a solemn face, his steps were unsteady, and he walked quickly to the side hall.

In order to control the Xu Mansion in Guangling City, the Yin Yang Gate sent hundreds of disciples this time, and the person in front of him was not only the henchman of the Qing Dynasty, but also the news spy in Guangling City.

At this time, seeing the other party's solemn expression, he couldn't care that Mrs. Wang was still on the side.

"What?" The man asked with a slight frown.

"Something happened, Xu Fan's kid is back!"

"What!"

The clear man frowned, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes, and the dozens of people sent out to find Xu Fan have not yet had a trace, and the other party has actually returned.

"Where are the people?" Before the clear man could speak, Mrs. Wang's body sitting on the main seat shook slightly, the expression on her face became more and more ugly, and the green tendons on her forehead that had been finally smoothed out bulged again.

Now, Xu's father is dead. Seeing that the huge industry was about to fall into his hands, Xu Fan, who should have disappeared secretly, actually came back.

The steward glanced at the clear man first, received a glance from the other party, and then skillfully bowed his hand to Mrs. Wang on the main seat in the hall. "Mrs. Hui, Xu Fan has entered Guangling City and is heading towards Xu's Mansion."

Standing in front of the stone steps of the main entrance of the Xu Mansion, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of Xu Fan's mouth, raised his head, and glanced at the two huge white paper lanterns hanging on the head of the Xu Mansion.

"Young Master?"

"The young master is back!"

"Go and report to Madame, and say that Young Master Fan is back."

"Xu Fan!"

At the door, all the small servants of the Xu Mansion and the porter showed surprise when they saw the delicate faces coming from the horse.

The master of the Xu Mansion died suddenly, and now only the widow and orphan daughter are left in the house.

Xu Fan took in the looks on everyone's faces, did not stop, walked towards the Xu Mansion, looked at the strange Xu Mansion in front of him, and said lightly. "What? Young master, when I go back to my mansion, there is still someone to stop? ”

Several sturdy young men standing in front of the mansion gate, the different colors in their eyes flashed, and the fists in their sleeves were clenched, but in the end they still turned sideways.

This is the main gate of the Xu Mansion, surrounded by the wealthy merchants and magnates of Guangling Mansion, as well as the official eunuch family.

The rest of the servants and stewards guarding the main gate of the Xu Mansion greeted them with a warm face.

Xu Fan naturally noticed that there was something strange in the eyes of the few little guys standing at the front, but he had lived in Xujiazhuang outside the city for three years, and now there were more unfamiliar faces in the house, Xu Fan didn't think much about it, but his right hand still subconsciously touched the dilapidated gourd tied around his waist.

After passing through five or six hanging flower gates, the people in the house who met Xu Fan along the way knelt on the ground one after another, burying their heads very low.

Xu Fu is extremely disciplined, and when he sees the master, he has to kneel and salute. Master Xu Fu has just passed away, and no one wants to touch his head at this time.

No one dared to make a half-life sound, and they almost stopped breathing.

Looking at the white paper lanterns hanging on the verandah, eaves, corner towers, and pavilions, Xu Fan's brows also furrowed, and he secretly said in his heart. "Is it really dead?"

At first, I thought it was my dead father who faked his death to trick people hiding in the shadows, just to see who would do it to him.

As a result, when he returned to the mansion, looking at the plain white color in front of him, and the crying faces of the people in the mansion, Xu Fan's idea of his father's fake death faded a little.

Seeing that the mourning hall was not far away, Xu Fan's footsteps were a little heavier.

Entering the mourning hall, I looked at Mrs. Wang with a sad face on the hall, and the daughter in her arms.

The solemn look on Xu Fan's face was a little heavier, one was his stepmother, and the other was his half-sister.

The childish boy was in his mother's arms, babbling and waving his fleshy little hand towards Xu Fan, and there was also a burst of joy in his eyes.

Xu Fan showed a bitter melon smile to the little sister, and in the impression, Xu Fan in this life had seen this little sister a few times in Xujiazhuang outside the city, and it was Xu's father who took her to Xujiazhuang to accept Xu Fan's harvest.

Slowly approaching the coffin, one hand slapped down heavily, making a soft "bang" sound.

"Brother Fan, you're back."

Mrs. Wang's willow eyebrows were slightly raised, and a look of surprise appeared in her apricot eyes. got up and picked up his daughter, and said softly.

"Since the master left, I sent the housekeeper to Xujiazhuang to find you, but I didn't expect..."

Xu Fan untied the dilapidated gourd on his waist, raised his head and took a sip of pear blossom white, "I didn't expect me to come back alive, right?" ”

"What are these words, the master is gone. Xu Fu wants Brother Fan to take care of it, I am just a woman, Lan'er is still young, and you have to take care of it. ”

Mrs. Wang held Xu Lan'er in her arms with both hands, her eyes always had a touch of love, and her face was full of love, in the eyes of outsiders, she seemed to be a mother and son.

Xu Fan didn't answer, as soon as his left hand was forced, the muscles and green tendons on his arm bulged, and a huge force pushed the coffin lid to move slowly, revealing a gap.

In the three years of Xujiazhuang, Xu Fan has always been a gentleman, wandering in the mountains and forests with a small servant all day long. The strength on his body is still nourished by the pear blossom white in the dilapidated gourd for half a month.

Seeing this, Mrs. Wang's gaze froze, and as the gap expanded, the soft color in her eyes gradually became cold.

"Brother Fan, what are you doing here?"

"What to do?" Xu Fan's strength in his hand was a little heavier, and he sneered. "Naturally, the coffin will be opened for an autopsy. How can an old immortal die in vain? ”

"The Bairentang doctor and the government in the city have carefully checked the work, and the old man died suddenly from exhaustion."

Xu Fan put away his left hand, shook it at his side, moved the joints on his arm again, looked down at the corpse in the coffin, and let out an exclamation.

"It's really Daddy. Tire? I don't know what kind of exertion it is? ”

Xu Fan glanced at Mrs. Wang's beautiful face out of the corner of his eye, and sighed secretly, she is really a charming beauty who knocks on the bone and sucks the marrow.

At this moment, the eyes reflected the corpse of a man lying quietly in the coffin, with a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and a high nose, and his face was as white as paper.

Just as Xu Fan stretched out his hand to touch the corpse in the coffin, Xu Lan'er, who had been babbling in Mrs. Wang's arms, suddenly fell into a deep sleep.

At the moment when Xu Lan'er fell asleep, a sneer appeared at the corner of Xu Fan's mouth, "I'm all back, and the one hiding in the side hall should also show up." ”

Mrs. Wang's right hand, which had just been raised, was put into her sleeve again, and she looked at Xu Fan with a calm expression with a solemn expression.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he said curiously, "How do you know that there are people in the side hall?" ”

The wind blew into the mourning hall, and Xu Fan, who was standing quietly next to the coffin, had a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the lattice door between the side hall and the main hall.

"I really didn't expect the waste young master of the Xu family to have such strength, and my unsuccessful subordinates were all killed by Young Master Xu."

The lattice door was always calm and did not make the slightest "creak". But the voice coming from the side hall carried a hint of solemnity and coldness.

The next moment, the lattice door shattered.

An afterimage suddenly appeared on the mourning hall, and Xu Fan, who was fast in the afterimage, couldn't see it with the naked eye at all, he could only subconsciously smash the dilapidated gourd that he was holding tightly in his hand.

There was a loud "boom".

There was a ripple of air on the mourning hall, which made the circle chairs, rosewood couches, crane-shaped old copper stoves, various ornaments and curtains in the hall all shattered.

On the mourning hall, there were more than a dozen one-finger and half-foot-deep cracks on the surface of the eight vermilion lacquer solid cylinders surrounded by one person.

The entire mourning hall was shaken, and Mrs. Wang stood calmly in place with Xu Lan'er in her arms, and an invisible qi machine was shrouded around her body, blocking the aftermath of the two of them.

With just this move, the mourning hall is a mess.

The clear man looked incredulous, his eyes showed a look of shock, his eyes fell on his right hand, the index finger and middle finger had been bent, and even the phalanges were broken.

Xu Fan staggered back a few steps, raised his hand to wipe away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth,

In mid-air, the dilapidated gourd spun rapidly, drawing out several gourd remnants to block between the Qingzhi man, Mrs. Wang and Xu Fan.

"Ritual weapons? How is this possible! ”

There was a look of greed in the eyes of the clear man, and his eyes were staring at Xu Fan.