Inexplicable violent death.

It made her feel devastated.

She wanted to ask her father, the man who was full of bookishness, the man who held her high when she was a child, the man who had been married to her mother for many years.

She wanted to ask why that was the case.

However, to his horror, she was horrified to find that her father was a little strange.

Although on the surface her father was no different from usual, she just felt an inexplicable incongruity.

Like under the skin of his father, there is a big demon who is making exquisite imitations, but the fake is fake after all, and this sense of separation can be hidden from others, but it can't be hidden from her as a blood relative.

She also secretly asked her father about some of the more secret things that happened in her early years, but her father answered them all in detail.

"Maybe that's how my father was."

"He's just revealing his true nature."

"As soon as his mother died, he quickly bought two teams of Meiji."

"Although he still cares about me, I always feel that his gaze is strange, and that kind of concern is not like my father's licking of calves before, but more like looking at something important to me." Ling Yun muttered to herself.

In the dead of night, people tend to be sentimental.

Ling Yun remembered the good old days, when his mother was still there, and his parents were very affectionate and respectful of each other.

Whenever there is a conflict, the mother only needs to say, "Lao Tzu Shu Daoshan", and the father obediently bows his head to the ear.

I still remember when I was a child, once my father was anxious and said, 'Don't criticize crazy'....

The trickle of the past gradually flowed in her heart, and before she knew it, Ling Yun was already in tears.

She wanted to go back in time, but she couldn't.

The evening breeze blew gently, quietly filling Ling Yun's clothes, and the wind chimes hanging on the room suddenly jingled.

The wind chimes swayed, calling Ling Yun's thoughts back.

She looked up at a voodoo doll hanging with colored thread next to the wind chimes, wearing a colorful feather coat, which was a gift from her mother when she was eighteen, and touched her head to tell her that her father and mother would always love her and would always protect her.

"Mother, father, he's changed." Ling Yun got up and hugged the little voodoo doll in her arms, as if she was holding her mother, and she actually cried for a while.

Squeak!

Suddenly, a strong wind blew the door of the room open.

The wind was so strong that it blew the dust and dead leaves outside the house everywhere.

Under the mutation, Ling Yun quickly tidied up the folds on the tips of her socks, and walked out of the courtyard after putting on cowhide boots.

Strange to say, after Ling Yun walked out of the wind gate, the wind suddenly stopped.

Hey.

What about the guards outside the door.

Ling Yun looked at the empty courtyard and suddenly thought.

She was too playful, and she awakened her spirituality relatively late, so her cultivation was extremely poor, and in order to prevent the strange curse of the Ling family from befalling her, her parents had always sent people to keep vigil outside her room.

At this time, the night was surprisingly silent in Lingjiabao, and even the sound of insects could not be heard.

Ling Yun came to the courtyard and looked down, only to see that the houses below Lingjiabao were also hidden in the darkness one by one, and through the dim moonlight, a little outline could be vaguely seen.

Like a giant beast, crouching in the darkness, waiting for pedestrians to walk by, they swallow people.

Suddenly, a wave of fear surged in Ling Yun's heart.

"Anyone?"

"Is anyone there?"

Ling Yun went back to the room and fetched a lantern and began to shout at the top of her voice.

Her voice drifted away into the distance under the night sky, but there was not the slightest echo.

For a moment, the fear in Ling Yun's heart was even worse.

She began to shout louder with the lantern, opening room after room, but it was empty.

There is no room for this.

Not in this one.

The huge Lingjiabao seemed to have disappeared collectively at the same time.

Just when Ling Yun was desperate in her heart, suddenly a violent wind rose again, and a dust mist composed of dust swept in her direction.

Directly in front of the gray mist was the voodoo doll in her room.

Looking at this voodoo doll, instead of being afraid, Ling Yun felt an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

The voodoo doll paused beside Ling Yun for a moment, as if urging Ling Yun to follow.

Following the dust and mist, Ling Yun soon arrived at a solemn mansion.

Ancestral temple.

This is where the tablets of the ancestors of the Ling family were placed.

The wind ceased.

The voodoo doll fell to the ground, its head pointing in the direction of the door, as if to call her in.

"Isn't this where the ancestral hall is? Daddy said that this is a family land, and you are not allowed to come in unless it is the death day of your ancestors. ”

Ling Yun was extremely nervous in her heart, but now that she was in the situation, she couldn't care so much.

With a squeak, she cautiously pushed open the door and shouted like a little mouse, "Is there anyone?" ”

"Ancestors bless, I'm Ling Yun, don't blame it."

Ling Yun walked into the courtyard gate wearing cowhide boots, only to see that the door in the ancestral hall was open, and the ancestral tablet was hidden in the darkness, only behind one tablet, a little golden light appeared.

By the time Ling Yun completely walked into the ancestral hall, the golden light had already spread to the entire ancestral hall, and for a while, the ancestral hall was extremely bright.

Only then did Ling Yun see that the glowing thing was actually a worm with a unique appearance, the same texture as a heavenly cow, but like a gold.

As soon as the golden worm's tentacles moved, the electric light flickered, and it was like a projection, and a bleeding figure began to flash in front of Ling Yun.

Death warmed over.

That is, Ling Yun's mother.

Although she had become the ghost she was now, Ling Yun still recognized it at a glance.

"Run! Yun'er! Your dad is dead, there's no time, don't look back! Run! Find a chance to escape! ”

In the video, her mother cries out in dismay, her voice like a cuckoo crying blood.

"Mother, what's going on~"

Ling Yun asked loudly.

It was at this moment that a sudden change occurred.

A puff of flame suddenly appeared on her mother's lap, and the fire spread rapidly.

At the same time, as if grasped by an inexplicable force, the image of her mother was dragged towards the tentacles of the golden monster.

"Mother, what's wrong? What happened? Don't go! Ling Yun was anxious.

There was a click, and something seemed to break in two.

The ancestral hall was once again dark.

——

"Mother! Mother! What the hell is going on!! ”

"Say something!"

Call!

Ling Yun suddenly struggled to get up from the desk by the window.

When I looked around, I realized that I was asleep before I knew it.

The voodoo doll she had been holding before was lying under the table, half of it burning in the flames.

In the doll's body, a golden monster insect that was not far from the dream was broken in two.

A tall figure stood beside her, it was her father, Ling Long.

"Yun'er, what's wrong, did you have a nightmare?" Ling Long smiled gently.

In the face of this familiar smile, although the upward curvature of the corners of her mouth was no different from that of her father in her memory, Ling Yun still felt a chill down her spine, and a cold air rushed straight to the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Dad, why are you here?"

"I'm coming to see you, you kid, something is wrong with you after your mother leaves, I'm not at ease." Ling Long stretched out his big hand and wanted to touch Ling Yun's head, but he touched it empty.

As if frightened, Ling Yun took three steps back, leaning over, and was about to fall.

Fortunately, at this moment, a big fan-like hand suddenly pressed against Ling Yun's shoulder, helping Ling Yun stabilize her figure.

A low, powerful voice came from behind her.

"Miss Yun, be careful, you can't fall down at this time!"

Ling Yun looked back and saw that it was the Taoist she hated who had been touching Mei Ji's leg during the day.

Yi Chen suddenly appeared in a tight black night suit, and his clothes were still stained with a little mud.

Seeing this change, Ling Long's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Oh, Brother Ling Long hasn't slept yet, do you want to go fishing?"

"Poor Dao can't sleep at night, he can't sleep at all, and suddenly wants to find a friend to fish at night, so he took the liberty to come, Linglong Daoist won't be surprised." Yi Chen was wearing a night coat and said with a smile.

"Yi Daochang, is it too rude for you to eat my banquet during the day, but come uninvited at night and enter my daughter's boudoir?" Ling Long said coldly.

"I ate the banquet according to my ability, and if you can enter your daughter's boudoir, you can't enter the poor road, what is the reason?"

"You're still being unreasonable?" Yi Chen's chest straightened, and he replied confidently.

"You...."Ling Long was speechless for a while.

"Linglong Daoyou, don't you wonder why I'm here?"

"After all, you sent so many people to stare at the courtyard of the duck egg house I entered, and there may be people with magic weapons to stare at me."

Without waiting for Ling Long to speak, Yi Chen continued.

"That's naturally a poor road, and there are enough storage rings." Yi Chen took out the four storage rings on his hand and showed off.

"The poor road has strength, and it doesn't use mana at all, what do you use to monitor the poor road."

"I worked vertically, made a hole, put the excavated soil into a storage ring, and then I dug and dug deep underground, digging and backfilling as I went."

"Isn't this just going to run out?"

"Ling Daoyou, you are very stable, but you are not stable enough." Yi Chen threw a modified Luoyang shovel with dirt to the ground and sneered.

He originally wanted to wait for the duck eggs to fall asleep before making a decision, but after finding that someone was watching his residence, Yi Chen immediately changed his mind.

A certain Voldemort named Eikata can often listen to the corner by surprise and then kill him like a ghost, and he can do it too.

"Haha, after all, people are not as good as heaven, God's will!"

"I didn't expect Miao Xiu'er to be worthy of being the top genius of the previous generation of the Miao people, and when she died, she still left a hand of twin dream Gu yin on my hand."

"But how did Daoyou find out about my flaws? How could it be so coincidental to get to the little girl? Ling Long said suspiciously.

"Hehe, guess." Yi Chen protected Ling Yun behind him.

He felt something was wrong as early as daylight.

According to Ling Yun's two brief sentences during the day, he sensed the contradiction.

From Ling Yun's words, it can be inferred that before her mother died, the relationship between her parents should have been very good, and the well-wishers who came to the gang in the follow-up also inquired, and this person was afraid of guilt.

But at the time of the feast, this person touched no less than him..... which is the first suspicion.

However, if Ling Long wants to tie up Yi Chen, it can be explained, after all, he is now a popular fried chicken on the Dragon and Tiger List, and he has killed the existence of the overlord.

But if you want to slap him, the problem comes again.

How could he pay so much attention to his daughter's behavior, and even get up to chase away the guests, this is not very polite, normal logic shouldn't invite him to stay overnight, and introduce his daughter to a blind date more ruthlessly? That's what it looks like.

If he really cares about his daughter, he is really a good father, and he will not do such a thing that obviously hurts his daughter's feelings, unless he only cares about her daughter.

Many of his actions and strange actions were done to avoid setting his sights on his daughter.

Although Yi Chen doesn't understand it, but the enemy doesn't want him to do it, then it proves that you did the right thing.

According to the various information and suspicions provided by the well-wishers of the gang during the day, Yi Chen quickly locked on the Ling family, the head of the family who had a reputation for fear of guilt, and there was a problem.

"Dad, did you kill my mother?" Ling Yun behind Yi Chen was about to collapse, and he roared and cried.

"Stop howling, that's not your father."

"If I'm not mistaken, your father is afraid that he will die in front of your mother."

"There are some things that can't be hidden from the person next to the pillow, so your mother will have to die later."

"Fellow Daoist, did I guess right?"

Hearing Yi Chen's words, Ling Yun's eyes widened for a while, and her heart was full of mixed feelings.

The joy is that his father has not changed his mind, and he is not the murderer of his mother, and the sadness is that her father and mother are gone....

Ling Long stroked his palms and laughed: "Yi Dao Changguo is really as fine as a hair, and this seat admires it." ”

"But I have been planning this matter for nearly three hundred years, even if I miss the hour and cannot be perfect, I am not afraid."

"My only blood relative in the world will be handed over to Daoyou haha."

The muscles of 'Ling Long' face twisted, revealing an unfamiliar old face.

Seeing this person's face, Ling Yun couldn't help but exclaim: "Grandpa! ”

When worshipping ancestors in the ancestral hall, Ling Yun had seen the portrait of this person, and it was her ancestor who had been dead for many years.

When Yi Chen heard this, he couldn't help but be in awe for a while.

He originally thought it was a foreign demon taking away, but the means were superb, he couldn't perceive it, but he didn't expect it to be a blood relative.

It makes sense that those who take it belong to the same bloodline.

Suddenly, Yi Chen couldn't help but think of another piece of information.

That is, the direct blood relatives of the Ling family in Lingyang City have always died unexpectedly for more than two hundred years.

it!

The ancestors destroyed themselves all over the house?

Is... The rising east light, the evening of the sun.

At this moment, Yi Chen actually has a deeper understanding of the diversity of human species.

I wish Buqun can suffer himself for his son and jump into the pit.

The ancestor of the Ling family can also suffer for his own purpose, suffering the people of the clan, and destroying himself.

"Miss Ling, a little later."

"True Yang Spirit! Give me a !! Yi Chen's murderous intent soared, and he roared.

I saw a pale golden light shining brightly, and the light pierced through the darkness and appeared in the world.

A huge dragon and tiger appeared in the sky, and the phantom of a tattooed Gao Dao man broke through the beam of the house and appeared in the night sky, like a god in the dust.

Refusing to eat cement noodles, I tried to uncover half of the mystery, and the remaining half should be finished tomorrow.

Today 7000 words, good night everyone~

(End of chapter)