C43

After finishing all these female ghosts, I prepared to return to my room, but my uncle said, "The good show is about to begin, it's time to meet Yin Zhengyuan face to face."

We went straight to the third floor, where the corridor was still empty. There were no servants or ghosts.

When he arrived at the easternmost room on the third floor, his first uncle knocked on the door.

The one who opened the door was Brother Xiao, whose face was filled with killing intent. Brother Xiao saw us and expressionlessly opened his mouth to ask: "What do you guys want?"

Yin Zhengyuan's full of energy voice came from inside the house: "Xiao Yi, who is outside?"

"It's the eldest young master's guest."

"Please come in."

Entering the room, he saw Yin Zhengyuan sitting on a wooden carved grandmaster chair.

When he looked closer, Yin Zhengyuan's face did not have many wrinkles, nor did he have a potbellied stomach. Time had not left any obvious marks on his body.

On the opposite side of Yin Zhengyuan sat Uncle Ren, who had a pipe in his mouth and was helping Uncle Ren light it up.

This action was no small matter. Logically speaking, Uncle Ren was a servant, Yin Zhengyuan was a lord, yet the master was lighting up cigarettes for the servants. This was not in accordance with the rules.

After lighting up the cigarette, Yin Zhengyuan stood up, looked at the four of us, and then said: "What business do you have with me?"

First Uncle laughed and said, "It's fine, it's fine. I was just here to visit my master and was in a rush to come. I didn't bring anything with me.

Saying that, First Uncle took out a figurine from somewhere and threw it towards Yin Zhengyuan.

When my first uncle threw the figurine up, I saw Yin Zhengyuan's name written on the back of the figurine. There was even a needle stuck in the figurine.

Yin Zhengyuan took the figurine, held it and looked at it for a few seconds, then casually placed it on the table in front of him and said, "The figurine made by Mr Heeming is a little ugly, why is there this humble one's name written on it?"

First uncle continued to smile and say, "Boss Yin, I'm not as clever as that little wife of yours."

This is to say that this thing was not made by me, but by your wife, Yang Yun.

Uncle Ren coughed lightly and said, "Mr Heeming, it's getting late. Master is about to rest."

Yin Zhengyuan shook her hand and said, "Mr Heeming, speak your mind."

His first uncle: "Boss Yin, don't say that you don't know what you are holding in your hands, Yang Yun knows about the Wu Gu and has set a curse on you and Yin Qing. You are very capable, but in my opinion, Yin Qing's body won't be able to compare to yours, he will only be able to hold on for two days at most.

Yin Zhengyuan's face revealed a complicated expression, and only spoke after a dozen seconds of silence: "Mr Heeming, you have overstepped your boundaries, right? This is a matter of the Yin Family, so I advise all of you to leave the Yin Family as soon as possible, in case you run into any trouble. "

First Uncle: "I am not afraid of trouble. If others think that I am trouble, then you can do the same to me as you did to William."

First Uncle was clearly provoking him, his tone even carried the tone of "I know you killed William, even if you want to kill me".

Even though Yin Zhengyuan's face still had a smile on it, I could still see the anger in his eyes. Uncle Ren stood up and pulled at Yin Zhengyuan's hands, but he didn't speak.

At this moment, there was another knock on the door, accompanied by a young man's voice. "Dad, are you asleep?"

Yin Zhengyuan raised her head to look at the door and said with a sad smile, "Come in … Sooner or later, what will come will come. "

The Brother Xiao opened the door and it was Yin Yu. Yin Yu was also surprised to see us, his eyes were filled with suspicion, he must have been thinking about what we were here for. Previously, his uncle said that he would give us his answer before noon tomorrow.

Yin Yu turned his head and wanted to leave, but Yin Zhengyuan made him sit. Brother Xiao brought over a chair for us to sit on as well.

After everyone took their seats, Yin Yu stared at the figurine on the table and did not say a word. Yin Zhengyuan opened his mouth: "Xiao Yu, what's the matter?"

Yin Yu did not answer, but looked at his first uncle and said: "Mr Heeming, looks like you're prepared to reject my suggestion?"

First Uncle laughed and said, "Uh, this, this is still not clear. Let's find Boss Yin for some other reason."

Towards Yin Yu's rudeness, Yin Zhengyuan did not reprimand him. Instead, she said: "Little Yu, just speak your mind."

Before, Yang Yun and William had teamed up, one of them knew how to raise ghosts while the other knew how to curse. Both of them looked powerful, but now that William was dead, Yin Zhengyuan was not affected by the curse either.

Yin Yu still did not bother with Yin Zhengyuan's question, and continued: "Mr Heeming, was it you who solved my father's problem with the power of the curse? Thank you all first, but since you've rejected my suggestion, don't blame me for being ruthless. "

This brat thought that it was us helping Yin Zhengyuan break the curse. It was as if he didn't realize what kind of role his father was playing.

Previously, I had observed Yin Zhengyuan with my Yin Yang Eye, so his body was very strange. He didn't want ordinary people to be able to see her soul directly, nor was she able to see the dense mass of air around him like Eldest Uncle and Tang Shituo.

And inside Yin Yu's body, a large amount of black aura could be seen roiling about. This was probably what their First Uncle and the others were talking about.

First Uncle: "Second Young Master, I think you have misunderstood. Regarding your suggestion, we have not thought it through yet, so we can't say that we have to reject it."

Yin Zhengyuan looked at his second son and said: "Xiao Yu, you are still young, I don't wish for you to tread the road of no return. I know you wish for nothing more than for me to die, but no matter what, I am your father, and your mother's death has nothing to do with me. Have you considered Little Qing and Little Zhe? "

Yin Yu then looked at Yin Zhengyuan and said: "Dad, didn't I learn these techniques from you? Back then you did everything in your power to force my mother to death and killed my grandfather. Have you forgotten about all these? "

and Yin Yu were not like father and son at all, they were clearly enemies who had a deep grudge in the sea of blood.

Yin Zhengyuan shook her head and said, "I don't want to bring up what happened that year anymore, I can tell you this. If I were you, you might have been even more ruthless and ruthless than me! "Ai, no wonder people say that your son is here to collect his debts. He must have owed you something in his previous life …"

But Yin Yu's emotions started to become agitated. He was so close that I could feel the killing intent on his body, as well as the trembling of his face.

At this time, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and a beautiful and elegant figure appeared at the door. It was Yang Yun.

However, the current Yang Yun also looked very excited. Her eyes were red as if she had been crying, as she walked straight in, and forcefully closed the door.

Brother Xiao moved a chair over for Yang Yun to sit on. Yang Yun also saw the figurine on the table, and her face paled as she said, "No wonder, Yin Zhengyuan, you old thing, there's someone helping you! Mr Heeming, did you do this?"

His first uncle's expression was extremely awkward. Right now, everyone thought that Yin Zhengyuan was not affected by the curse power, and that his first uncle had helped him.

Unexpectedly, Yin Zhengyuan nodded her head, and laughed: That's right, Mr Heeming is generous with his help. Xiao Yun, I have treated you well, why did you harm me?

Yang Yun slapped the table and said: "You treat me well? I'm 22 years old and followed you. Ever since I've had Little Zhe, I've lived like a widow every night. Are you a f * cking man? Have you ever thought about my feelings? Also, do you really see Little Zhe as your own son? Little Zhe is already six years old, and you don't send him to school or teach him any knowledge.

Yang Yun spat on Yin Zhengyuan's face, and scolded even more fiercely, "Yin Qing and Yin Yu both attend the best schools in Wu Xi at Little Zhe's age, yet you chose to focus on raising Yin Qing and turned a blind eye to Little Zhe. Do you really have this son in your heart?"

Yang Yun stood up, and pointed to the figurine on the table: That's right, the curse power of the Lich Gu was all done by me, I can't wait for you to die!

Yin Yu had just said something similar.

At this time, Yin Zhengyuan was only wiping the saliva on her face. She did not show any expression nor did she try to explain.

In the face of Yang Yun's accusations, Yin Zhengyuan's reaction was a little too calm.

Yang Yun continued: "Yin Zhengyuan, you think I can't take care of you just because someone helped you break the curse? Was William's death caused by you? "

Yin Zhengyuan: "Mr Heeming helped me to the end, and conveniently other than Xi Men Qing, I invited Mr Heeming here to thank Mister."

I didn't expect this Yin Zhengyuan to be so pathetic. First, he said that she had helped him solve the curse's power, but now, she said that our First Uncle had killed William.

Eldest Uncle did not try to defend himself. He could only smile helplessly as he looked at the crowd.

I interrupted: "Yin Zhengyuan, you're slandering us!"

But how could the others pay attention to my words. Yang Yun's slap landed on the figurine on the table, coincidentally hitting the needle on the back of the figurine, even its butt was very sharp, and with the great effort that Yang Yun used, the needle directly pierced through Yang Yun's palm, exposing itself from the back of her hand.

The wound was very small, and there wasn't much blood flowing from it. However, this kind of penetrating wound was extremely shocking, and it hurt to look at it.

But Yang Yun did not care, she merely glanced at her, and laughed: "Yin Zhengyuan, I am 22 years old and followed you, you do not only view me as nothing, you even want to harm me, now, old thing, go and die!"

She used her uninjured hand and took out four figurines from her pocket. On the back of each figurine was a name: Yin Zhengyuan, Yin Qing, Yin Yu, Heeming.

The four little dolls were placed on the table. Yin Zhengyuan and Yin Yu's expressions changed at the same time, and Yang Yun dripped the blood on her right hand on the four figurines.

Originally, there were only three Cursed Doll, but now there's another one that's called "Heeming". I thought to myself, First Uncle's life king, Fuquan, you, this Heeming's doll, is obviously wrong. Even if you wrote Heeming's name on it, what effect would it have on First Uncle?

But the facts proved that I was wrong. When the blood from Yang Yun's hand dripped onto the figurine, my first uncle actually said with a trembling voice, "Blood Damnation …"