Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

Yin Fu.

There is only one Yin Mansion in Yunshan City.

The Yin Mansion of the Sanzi Mansion.

Inside the high walls, there are deep courtyards, row upon row of pavilions and houses, overlapping mountains and jagged rocks.

Thick branches go up and down around the pavilion, and the first dyed rouge gradually blooms!

Although it has not yet entered the summer, the spirit lotus in the lotus pond is already in full bloom, one by one standing among the mist and mist, and the aura is overflowing with fragrance, filling the house.

In the waterside gazebo built against the pond, an old man in purple robes was sitting on a beautiful soft couch.

Close your eyes and listen to the pianist playing.

His right hand lightly rests on the railing, with a jade-like pill twirling between his fingers.

The Yunling Pill, which is worth thirty spirits, was crushed bit by bit by the purple-robed old man, and fell into the pond, causing colorful koi to fight desperately, causing countless tumbling splashes.

Suddenly, the purple-robed old man suddenly opened his eyes.

The evil spirit loomed in the eyes.

As soon as he loosened his fingers, the remaining half of the pill immediately fell down.

A dragon-bearded black carp leaped out of the water, opened its mouth and swallowed the pill!

Zheng!

The luthier was caught by the sudden coercion, and plucked the string by mistake with his fingers, but he played a note in disorder.

She suddenly paled, and her pretty face turned pale.

The purple-robed old man smiled slightly: "It's nothing, just go down."

If the luthier was granted an amnesty, he quickly bowed and resigned.

A companion is like a tiger, this kind-looking old man in purple robe is more terrifying than any tiger!

After the luthier left, the face of the purple-robed old man gradually became gloomy.

He tapped on the case table with his fingers.

A capable man in Tsing Yi quietly appeared: "Master."

The purple-robed old man said in a deep voice: "Rong'er may have had an accident, you go and find out the situation!"

"besides…"

After a pause, he added: "Sell that lowly maid to Ruyifang."

The man in Tsing Yi bowed: "Yes."

The old man in purple robe closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and waved his hands: "Go."

He opened his eyes again, his pupils were sharp.

The Yin family has been in Yunshan for 150 years. From the original small Qi training family of seven, it has developed into a well-known Zifu clan. Yin Honghui has devoted countless painstaking efforts and great efforts.

For the sake of the family, he even gave up his position as the real elder of the inner sect.

Under his control, the Yin family is also thriving.

Although the Yin family can't do everything in the business of earning spirit stones in Yunshan City.

But one year's profit is more than enough to enshrine a Jindan Daoist!

However, in the past two years, Yin Honghui felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the operation of the family.

Many things are not as smooth as before.

Some transactions are not easy to do.

The pressure on Yin Honghui is increasing day by day.

But as a master of the Zifu who has experienced strong winds and waves, he can bear it completely.

However, the strong sense of foreboding just now made Yin Honghui almost break his defense!

"Daddy!"

At this moment, a beautiful woman in a long green dress rushed along the corridor, her pretty face was full of tears, and her sadness was beyond words.

Behind her was a thin middle-aged man.

"Xi Xue..."

Yin Honghui just got up.

The beautiful woman in the green dress threw herself into his arms and cried loudly: "Rong'er, Rong'er's soul card is broken!"

Yin Honghui's eyes darkened, and he subconsciously hugged the willow waist of the beautiful woman in the green dress.

"I see."

He gritted his teeth for these four words!

Everyone knows that Yin Derong is Yin Honghui's most beloved grandson.

Now, the soul card of the seventh young master of the Yin family is shattered!

Yin Honghui felt that his old face had been slapped so hard that it hurt to the bone marrow.

"Daddy, you must seek justice for Rong'er."

The beautiful woman in the green skirt mourned extremely: "Rong'er is such a kind and sensible child, who hurt him so cruelly!"

Seeing the beautiful woman in her arms with the pear blossoms in the rain, Yin Honghui felt extremely distressed.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on the other party's face, and said in a hateful voice: "Just wait, I will definitely avenge Rong'er and tear the murderer into pieces!"

The Master of the Zi Mansion let go of the beautiful woman, stepped forward and slapped the timid middle-aged man in front of him on the face: "How did you take care of Rong'er? It's a waste!"

The middle-aged man was so slapped that he almost fainted, his face swelled into a bull's head in an instant.

But he didn't dare to refute.

Seeing his son's useless appearance, Yin Honghui was extremely disgusted: "Get lost!"

If it wasn't for this son marrying a good wife.

He had driven the other party out of Yin's house long ago, leaving him to fend for himself.

After comforting the beautiful woman in the green skirt, Yin Honghui hurriedly left the Yin residence.

Board the six-horse carriage that has long been waiting at the door.

The carriage quickly left Yunshan City, and traveled northward along the Chidao, the speed continued to increase.

On the way, Yin Honghui received a letter from Falcon.

His face became even more gloomy!

After running at high speed for almost two hundred miles, Yin Honghui took out a magic weapon of mist and threw it into the air.

He jumped up, stepped on the magic weapon, and flew towards a towering mountain in the distance.

After a stick of incense, Yin Honghui landed in front of an elegant courtyard on the top of the peak.

He bowed solemnly: "Brother Zhuge, Honghui took the liberty to come to visit, please forgive me!"

The wooden door in front opened automatically with a "squeak".

In the courtyard, under the peach blossom tree, a grey-robed monk with gray temples was playing chess alone.

He pinched Heizi with his hands and raised his head, showing a smile that was not a smile: "Junior brother Yin, you are really a rare visitor."

"Troubled with mundane things, I can't help myself."

Yin Honghui stepped into the courtyard with a wry smile, sat down opposite the gray-robed monk, and said bluntly: "Senior brother Zhuge, my grandson was just murdered, and the murderer is missing. Please help me figure it out!"

The grey-robed monk in front of him may seem ordinary, but he is one of the very few masters of the Zifu in the Yunyang sect who has mastered the secret art!

The secret technique of tracing the cause and effect is extremely mysterious.

If it is used to trace the clues of the murderer, the closer the time of the crime, the higher the accuracy of the divination.

That's why Yin Honghui hurried to the inner door to find the other party.

Avenging the grandson's hatred is only one of them, and maintaining the honor and dignity of the Yin family is even more important.

Otherwise, if the matter spreads, the Yin family will become a laughing stock!

And Senior Brother Zhuge immediately shook his head after hearing this: "I'm sorry, I have stopped helping people calculate the secrets of heaven."

The Heavenly Mystery Technique is very powerful, but it has to be performed at the cost of cultivation and lifespan.

How could he agree!

Yin Honghui had been prepared for a long time, and took out a storage bag and handed it over: "Senior brother, please forgive me!"

Senior Brother Zhuge took it and opened it nonchalantly.

At first glance, I am shocked!

His face changed, and he sighed: "Come on, let me help you once!"

I would love to say no.

But the other party gave too much!

Yin Honghui handed over another jade pendant: "There is a breath of my grandson in it."

Senior Brother Zhuge was straightforward, took the jade pendant and placed it on the Tianji chessboard in front of him.

This chessboard is round on the outside and square on the inside, with 361 black and white chess pieces built in, each of which is a carefully crafted magic weapon.

The chessboard itself is a second-order spiritual weapon!

When Senior Brother Zhuge injected mana, hundreds of chess pieces on the chessboard suddenly glowed faintly.

Around the jade pendant on the plate began to automatically shift.

Faintly showing the shape of the real seal runes.

Senior Brother Zhuge stared at the Tianji disk with a radiant light in his eyes.

Suddenly, a look of shock and fear appeared on his face, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

"puff!"

The next moment, the Zifu cultivator opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood.

He raised his hand tremblingly, pointed at Yin Honghui who was facing him and hissed, "He, he..."

Yin Honghui was stunned: "What?"

Brother Zhuge vomited blood again.

His hair was all white in an instant, and he seemed to have aged decades.

With a surge of grief and indignation in his chest, Senior Brother Zhuge finally yelled out his heartfelt voice to Yin Honghui.

"It's your mother!!"

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The second one is delivered.