Chapter 9

The rainy day is so strange, just stopped the rain again.

Burn paper, burn incense, kowtow.

A series of things are the things to do in worship. In fact, today is not the memorial day of his parents, but the day when his parents disappear.

The reason why Yang qian'er will remember it is because she doesn't know the reason.

One kowtow, two kowtow, and then kowtow.

The two brothers and sisters just stood up.

"Brother, how are your parents doing down here?"

Yang Fan touched his head and comforted him: "don't worry, it must be very good, so we have to live well, you know!"

Yang qian'er nodded vigorously.

Yang qian'er pulled him to the table, "brother, you see what I do, you try it, is it as delicious as what you do?"

Yang Fan nodded and took a mouthful. He found that there was too much salt and he subconsciously wanted to spit it out, but he was forced back by Yang qian'er's smart big eyes with expectation.

"How are you, brother? Is it delicious? " Yang qian'er's body is pressed on the table, his head is supported by his hands, and he shakes back and forth.

"It's delicious. How can it not be?" Yang Fan immediately had a big meal.

"Brother, don't just eat, eat vegetables!" Yang qian'er points to another black dish.

"This is your favorite potato."

Yang Fan looked at the black block in front of him and knew that he was finished today. It was impossible for him not to leak eight kilometers.

When he was ready to continue eating, Yang huxiong, the elder of the Yang family, broke in with a large crowd.

Yang Fan gently put down the chopsticks, got up to change the face to expose the killing machine.

"Yang HuLong, why, as soon as my aunt left, you brought people here again!"

Yang Fan went out with a bottle in his hand, ready to swallow all the pills in it.

He is very sure that the net is broken when the fish is dead.

Yang Qian son is also ready to follow up, but Yang Fan has closed the door, "don't worry, I will be OK."

When he went out, he found many people he didn't know. The only people he knew were Yang HuLong, the old woman clutching a stick and Zhao Baye.

Mr. Zhao gave him a color and told him not to do it.

Yang Fan nodded.

"Yang Fan, do you know the crime?" A middle-aged man with a big arm, a round waist and a rich face came forward.

Yang Fan took a step forward and said, "what's wrong with me?"

The rich man snorted. Soon, a group of people came forward with more than ten corpses.

These bodies are beggars and those who were knocked unconscious by Yang Fan.

"You killed the beggar in the street, and then killed the star city guard who chased you. What should you do?"

"I killed the beggars, that's right, but I just knocked them out."

The rich man was angry and clapped his hands. Soon, more than a dozen people dressed up came forward. They pointed to Yang Fan and yelled that it was him or he killed the guard.

Yang Fan went forward and wanted to ask, but the group of people were immediately scared to kneel to the ground.

"Be presumptuous, come on, press him into the prison and wait for him to fall!" The rich man said angrily.

Yang Fan clenched his hands. At this moment, Zhao Baye said, "Yang Fan, don't worry. I will take care of your sister. You can go in for a few days. I'll deal with the rest."

After thinking about it, Yang Fan didn't resist. The housekeeper standing behind Zhao Baye immediately went up and took Yang qian'er back.

Yang qian'er holds on to the pressure and doesn't cry, but her glasses never leave Yang Fan.

"Sister, don't cry. I'll be back in a few days." Yang Fan said with a smile.

Yang Qian Er nodded.

……

In the Lord's house, the rich man and Zhao Baye are discussing the matter of releasing people.

"Don't worry, Lao Zhao. I'll lock him up for two days. Can I get rid of him? Don't worry. My mother's birthday is next month. Remember to come

Zhao eight Ye nodded to agree, they did not discuss how long then left.

And Zhao eight Ye don't know, when he goes out, the rich man's face sinks down, "two days later, it's not him."

……

The dungeon is dark. Yang Fan sat for a while and quietly opened his eyes. At the same time, another pair of eyes also opened their eyes, which are the only light in the dungeon.

It's just that dark green is not very pleasant.

Yang Fan looked at the green eyes and laughed, because he guessed why the Tianlong was dead.

He picked up a stone on the ground and touched it. It was human bone.

The master of dark green eyes thought he vomited a breath of dark green gas, and suddenly Yang Fan's spirit was shocked.

"Mental attack?" Yang Fan sneers, whose mental power in this world can compare with him.

"Come here!"

The master of dark green Mou son vomites after gas, command way.

Yang Fan pretends to be controlled and goes to him on his knees.

"Are you my new body? Zizi, it's really good. "

The owner of dark green eyes opened his mouth, put his hand into his mouth and bit open a hole.

As soon as he shook his hand, the blood splashed on the wall.

With a buzz, the dark dungeon lit up.

Yang Fan was still shocked.

The towering wall is full of people. They seem to be locked in the wall, struggling and biting desperately. When they see that they are going to succeed, the golden lines light up and beat them back.

The master of dark green Mou son stood up at this time, Yang Fan some want to vomit, the whole body in addition to face or face.

Just open only one, that is the belly of the face.

"The Dharma of all living beings that I have learned can finally show the world today!"

Another buzz.

His forehead stuck to Yang Fan's forehead, and his other faces opened their eyes at the same time, emitting colorful light.

In an instant, those lights broke into Yang Fan's sea of knowledge.

The light was happy, as if it were free at last.

But just after passing through the calm sea, the light suddenly bumped into a big mountain. Looking up, the light found that it was not a mountain at all, but a person, a person sitting on a chair overlooking them.

They want to escape, but they find that the sea of knowledge is boundless. The man in the chair grabs them and swallows them.

When Yang Fan opened his eyes, he had an extra skill in his mind, that is, the appearance of all living beings, and it was still a means.

He spread out his hand and tried, but he saw all kinds of hard-working people in the past.

The more he looked at it, the more angry he was. He thought how could the world be worse than him.

"Lord! Your death is not far away Yang Fan cold road. He stood up, looked at the wall that was not struggling, and shook his head.

"I am neither a good man nor a wicked man. Today I will punish you."

Yang Fan sits with his legs crossed. When are his hands in the opposite direction

In an instant, a group of light floated out of Yang Fan's body, and Yang Fan's cultivation also dropped from the day after tomorrow to the early day after tomorrow.

The whole prison also rang out laughter, or more thank you.

Yang Fan kicked open the door of the heaven prison, no one stopped him, on the contrary, someone was leading him.