The ancestor said that his aunt and grandmother would come to the house and let them pay their respects.

But why didn't the ancestor say that my aunt and grandmother might be a baby who is still drinking milk!

Ye Mian estimated Sang Sang's age, and then told the old man.

As a result, there was a sound of rummaging through the cabinets on the opposite side, and Ye Mian estimated that the old man was looking for a quick-acting heart-saving pill.

Ye Mian expressed his understanding, after all, let alone his grandfather, even he felt that the five thunders were thundering at this time.

Looking at Sang Sang, who had a round face, he was a little uncertain and said, "Auntie, aunt and grandmother?" ”

However, Sang Sang, who was still smiling, directly froze his smile when he saw the rich yin qi on Ye Mian's body.

Ye Mian was looked at by her aunt and grandmother, and her heart was empty, and her back was cold.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Sang Sang did not directly say the yin qi around Ye Mian's body, but took out a handful of folded rune paper from the cuffs of his robe.

"This is a welcome gift from Sangsang, you can't take it off even when you take a shower."

Looking at the thin yellow fu lying in Sang Sang's hand, Ye Mian hesitated again and again, but still accepted the gift from his aunt and grandmother.

Although he was given an origami, the child was simple-minded, and what he gave him was definitely his aunt's favorite thing.

Sure enough, after he accepted the greeting gift from his aunt and grandmother, two sweet dimples immediately appeared on his aunt's face.

Then he tiptoed and wanted to pat him, but his height was limited, so he could only pat his thighs.

Sangsang was not embarrassed either.

Anyway, she just patted it lightly, and the yin qi on her nephew's body dissipated a little.

The little girl was in a good mood and praised: "Good boy! ”

was praised by such a young child for a while, and Ye Mian was still a little embarrassed.

But thinking that he hadn't accepted such pure kindness for a long time, Ye Mian had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Thank you, Grandma."

Sang Sang glanced at Ye Mian again when he heard this, and said in a milky voice: "No thanks, the elders should love the younger ones." ”

Ye Mian's heart was so moved that he completely forgot how inconsistent these words were coming out of the mouth of a three-and-a-half-year-old child. He walked up to the police officer on duty with red eyes and showed his ID card to identify himself.

Before coming, Ye Shuliang considered that his aunt and grandmother might be a black household, so he explained it early, and after the police received the call, he just went through some relevant procedures, and Ye Mian left the police station with Sangsang.

Ye Mian was a talker, and Sang Sang quickly understood the whole picture of the Ye family.

The Ye family is a wealthy family, and the seventy-year-old man has a total of three sons.

The eldest son, Ye Huaizhou, is in charge of the family business, the second son works in the army, and the third son is a professor at Beijing University.

Ye Mian is the youngest son of the eldest Ye Huaizhou, ranking fifth among the brothers of the same generation, and there are two younger brothers below.

Looking at the family member Ding Xingwang, Sang Sang nodded with satisfaction.

Ye Mian was very curious, and couldn't help asking: "Grandma, anyway, there have been no side branches since my grandfather's generation, and I have basically not contacted them for so many years, which family are you, and what are your parents' names?" ”

"Master said that my parents have been dead for more than 100 years, and I don't know what their names are."

"I have been living in the Taoist temple with the master since I was a child to learn the art of yin and yang, but the Taoist temple was demolished by the government last month, and today the fortune telling of the flyover was reported by the masses, and the master gave me your contact information before escaping."

After speaking, Sangsang's white and tender little face had a hint of helplessness: "No way, business is not good now, Master and I were educated by the police station next door a few days ago." ”

Ye Mian: "......"

Seeing that Sang Sang was getting more and more outrageous, Ye Mian didn't let her continue.

While the two were talking, they came to Ye Mian's apartment.

As a result, as soon as he got on the elevator, Ye Mian was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Originally, it was fine when I went out, but now the wall is sprinkled with black dog blood, and the blank wall around it has three big words written "Dead Family".

At the door, there are also four black and white wreaths.

Ye Mian knew that this was his black powder dry, and his fingers trembled for a while.

However, at the first time, he still subconsciously covered Sang Sang's eyes.

"Don't look!"

Sang Sang didn't see it clearly, he only felt that it was dark in front of him, and a pair of warm big hands were covering his eyes.

But she was still keenly aware that Ye Mian's whole body was trembling.

Sangsang's body was stunned, and the opportunity to consciously protect his younger generation came.

The little girl put her little hand on Ye Mian's big hand and comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, Sang Sang is here, Sang Sang protects you!" ”

After speaking, he slowly removed Ye Mian's hand.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a shocking scene-

The snow-white walls were full of red, the red ink on the floor was like dried blood, and the red dead words were like ghosts opening their mouths.

Sang Sang looked up at Ye Mian, whose eyes were red.

Xiao Tuanzi frowned, and found that the yin qi around his nephew was even stronger than just now.

Ye Mian clenched his fists tightly, angry and frightened in his heart.

Instead, Sang Sang looked at the four wreaths at the door, his eyes suddenly widened, and he ran over in a hurry.

"Nephew Sun, come over quickly."

Ye Mian was still immersed in sadness, and only after hearing the words of his aunt and grandmother did he react in hindsight.

"What's wrong?"

Sang Sang looked up at Ye Mian, whose eyes were red, and couldn't help but say: "What a big deal, don't worry, the murderer who splashed your red ink today will definitely help you catch it, and when the time comes, we will each have a mace and beat them with a sack!"

"It's ...... Red ink? Ye Mian was stunned.

However, I quickly reacted, and it seemed that there was indeed a smell of ink around me, and there was no smell of blood as expected.

"Do you think it's black dog blood?"

Now it was Sang Sang's turn to be shocked, and he couldn't help but complain: "Black dog blood is a rare thing, how can ordinary people get it." ”

After speaking, Sang Sang struggled to put away the black and white wreath in front of him, but he couldn't close it with all his strength.

In the end, the only way to come to the rescue was to bring in.

"Nephew Sun, come and help me, this is a good thing, and you will share half of the money from the sale when the time comes!"

I don't know why, after hearing this, the stone that was originally pressing on my chest fell instantly, and even when I walked, I felt a lot lighter.

After cleaning up the things outside the apartment, Ye Mian planned to take Sang Sang into the room.

However, just as the door was closing, Sang Sang's eyes suddenly looked at a bronze mirror on the door of the apartment opposite the door.

"Nephew, do you know the house opposite?"

"I know, it's Xu Munan, the star of this year's fire, I've met him a few times before."

After saying that, I don't understand why my aunt and grandmother asked this: "What's wrong?" ”

Hearing this, Sang Sang suddenly raised his head and looked at the increasingly dense yin qi around Ye Mian's body, and if he looked closely, he could see a faint touch of red in the Yin Hall.

But in an instant, there was a death phase!