Chapter 165: Run, run quickly! Yi Chen's plan, the truth (Part 2)

Sudden and inexplicable death.

This made her feel extremely sad.

She wanted to ask her father, the bookish man, the man who held her high in his arms when she was a child, the man who had been married to her mother for many years and treated her with great respect.

She wanted to ask why this happened.

However, what frightened him was that she discovered with horror that her father seemed a little strange.

Although on the surface her father seemed no different from usual, she just felt an inexplicable sense of disharmony.

It was as if under her father's skin, there was a big demon who was imitating him exquisitely, but fake was fake after all. This feeling of separation could be hidden from others but not from her, his blood relative.

She also secretly asked her father about some of the more private things that happened in his early years, but her father answered them all fluently, no matter how big or small the matter was.

"Maybe my father is just like this."

"He just showed his true nature."

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

"Although he still cares about me, I always feel that his eyes are weird. That kind of concern is not like the love a father has for his child. It's more like he is looking at something very important to him." Ling Yun murmured to herself.

When it's late at night and everyone is asleep, people tend to become sentimental.

Ling Yun recalled the good old days when his mother was still alive and his parents loved each other very much and respected each other.

Whenever there was a conflict, my mother would just say "I'm in Shudao Mountain" and my father would obey.

I still remember when I was a child, my father once said in a rage, "Don't get mad!"... The past memories gradually flowed into my heart, and before I knew it, Ling Yun was already in tears.

She wanted to go back to the past, but she couldn't.

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

The swaying wind chimes brought Ling Yun back to her senses.

She looked up at a voodoo doll wearing colorful feathers hanging with colored thread next to the wind chime. It was a gift her mother gave her when she was eighteen years old. She touched her head and told her that her mother and father would always love her and protect her.

"Mother, father has changed." Ling Yun stood up and held the small voodoo doll in her arms, as if she was holding her mother, and burst into tears for a moment.

With a creaking sound, a strong wind suddenly blew up, blowing the door of the room wide open.

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

Faced with the sudden change, Ling Yun quickly straightened the wrinkles on the toes of her socks, put on her leather boots, and walked out of the yard.

Oddly enough, the strong wind suddenly stopped after Ling Yun walked out of the wind gate.

Huh.

Where's the guard outside the door?

Ling Yun looked at the empty courtyard and suddenly thought of something.

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

At this time of night, Lingjiabao was unusually quiet, and even the sound of insects could not be heard.

Ling Yun came out of the courtyard and looked down. She saw that the houses below Lingjiabao were all hidden in the darkness. In the dim moonlight, they could vaguely see some outlines.

They were like giant beasts crouching in the darkness, waiting to devour passers-by.

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

"Anyone there?"

"Is anyone there?"

Ling Yun returned to the room, got a lantern, and started shouting at the top of her lungs.

Her voice drifted away into the distance under the night sky, but there was no echo.

For a moment, Ling Yun felt even more fearful.

She held the lantern and began to shout even louder, opening each room, but all were empty.

This room does not have one.

There is no such room either.

It was as if everyone in the huge Lingjiabao disappeared at the same time.

Just when Ling Yun was feeling desperate, suddenly a strong wind blew up again, and a cloud of dust swept towards her.

Right in front of the gray fog was the voodoo doll in her room.

Looking at this voodoo doll, Ling Yun was not afraid, but felt an inexplicable sense of peace.

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

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

Ancestral hall.

This is where the tablets of the Ling family’s ancestors are placed.

The strong wind stopped here.

The voodoo doll fell to the ground and its head pointed in the direction of the door, as if calling her to go in.

"Isn't this the ancestral temple? Daddy said this is an important place for the family and no one is allowed to enter unless it is the anniversary of the death of an ancestor."

Ling Yun was extremely nervous, but given the current situation, she couldn't care less.

With a creak, she carefully pushed the door open, poking her head out like a little mouse and shouting, "Is anyone there?"

"Ancestors bless me, I am Ling Yun, please don't blame me."

Ling Yun walked into the courtyard wearing cowhide short boots, and saw that the door of the ancestral hall was wide open. The ancestral tablets were hidden in the darkness, except for a little golden light behind one tablet.

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

Only then did Ling Yun see clearly the glowing object. It turned out to be a bug with a unique appearance, similar to a longhorn beetle, but with a texture as if made of gold.

The golden bug's antennae moved, and electric light flashed, just like a projection. A figure with blood coming out of all seven orifices began to flash in front of Ling Yun.

Describes being withered.

That was Ling Yun’s mother.

Although he had become such a horrible appearance now, Ling Yun still recognized him at the first sight.

"Run! Yun'er! Your father is dead. There is no time left. Don't look back! Run quickly! Find a chance to escape!"

In the video, her mother cried out sadly, her voice sounding like a cuckoo crying blood.

"Mom, what's going on~"

Ling Yun asked loudly.

At this moment, something strange happened.

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

At the same time, as if grabbed by an inexplicable force, her mother's image was dragged and sucked into the tentacles of the golden monster insect.

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

With a snap, something seemed to break into two pieces.

The ancestral hall returned to its previous darkness.

——

"Mother! Mother! What on earth happened!!!"

"Say something!"

Huh! Ling Yun suddenly struggled to get up from the table next to the window.

When I looked around in confusion, I realized that I had fallen asleep without realizing it.

The voodoo doll she had been hugging was lying under the table, emitting flames and most of it had been burned.

Inside the doll's body, a strange golden insect that looked exactly like the one in the dream was broken into two pieces.

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.

Facing this familiar smile, although the curve of the mouth corners was exactly the same as the father in his memory, Ling Yun still felt a chill down his spine, a chill rushing straight to the top of his head.

"Dad, why are you here?"

"I came to see you, kid. You haven't been feeling well since your mother left. I'm worried." Ling Long stretched out his big hand, wanting to touch Ling Yun's head, but found nothing.

As if frightened, Ling Yun took three steps back, her body suddenly leaning backwards, and she was about to fall.

Fortunately, at this moment, a big hand like a palm-leaf fan suddenly rested on Ling Yun's shoulder, helping Ling Yun to stabilize her body.

A deep, yet powerful voice came from behind her.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

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

Ling Yun looked back and saw that it was the Taoist priest whom she hated who had touched Meiji's legs during the day.

Yi Chen suddenly appeared in a tight black nightgown with some dirt on his clothes.

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

"Hey, Brother Linglong hasn't slept yet, shall we go fishing together?"

"I couldn't sleep at night, I couldn't sleep at all, and suddenly I wanted to find a fellow Taoist to go fishing at night, so I came here without permission. I hope Fellow Taoist Linglong won't mind." Yi Chen said with a smile in his nightgown.

"Master Yi, you ate at my banquet during the day, but came uninvited and entered my daughter's boudoir at night. Isn't that too rude?" Ling Long said coldly.

"I ate at that banquet based on my own ability. You can enter your daughter's boudoir, but I can't. What's the reason for that?"

"Are you still being reasonable?" Yi Chen puffed out his chest and replied righteously.

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

"Fellow Daoist Linglong, aren't you wondering why I'm here?"

"After all, you sent so many people to watch me enter the Yadan family's yard, and there might be people watching me with magic weapons."

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

"That's because I have enough storage rings." Yi Chen took out the four storage rings in his hand and showed them off.

"I have plenty of energy, I don't need any magic power at all, what can you use to monitor me?"

"I started by working vertically and dug a hole. I put the excavated soil into a storage ring. Then I dug and dug deep underground, filling it back as I went."

"It just ran out."

“Fellow Daoist Ling, you are very steady, but you are not steady enough.” Yi Chen threw a modified Luoyang shovel covered with mud to the ground and sneered.

He originally wanted to wait until Yadan fell asleep before making a decision, but after discovering that someone was monitoring his residence, Yi Chen immediately changed his mind.

A certain Voldemort named Rong Fang could often eavesdrop unexpectedly and then strike back like a ghost, and his Yichengzi could do the same.

"Haha, after all, man proposes, God disposes. It's God's will!"

"I didn't expect Miao Xiu'er to be the top genius of the Miao tribe's previous generation. Even after her death, she still left behind the Twin Dream Gu to trick me."

"But how did you find my weakness? How did it happen to be here with my daughter?" Ling Long asked puzzledly.

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

He had sensed something was wrong early in the day.

Based on Ling Yun's two brief sentences during the day, he noticed the contradiction.

From Ling Yun's words, we can infer that before her mother died, her parents must have had a very good relationship. Later, kind-hearted people who approached the gang also found out that this person was henpecked.

But during the banquet, this person touched as much as he did... This is the first suspicious point.

However, it is understandable that Ling Long wanted to curry favor with Yi Chen. After all, he is now a hotshot on the Dragon and Tiger List, and he even killed Ba Dao.

But if you want to curry favor with him, problems arise again.

How could a hero who could throw a party right after his wife's death pay so much attention to his daughter's behavior and even get up to chase him away? This is not very polite. Logically, shouldn't he invite him to stay overnight, or even more ruthlessly introduce his daughter to a blind date? This is how to curry favor.

If he really cares about his daughter and is a good father, he would not do something that obviously hurts his daughter's feelings, unless he only cares about his daughter as a person.

Many of his actions and strange behaviors are designed to avoid having his eyes on his daughter.

Although Yi Chen didn't understand it either, if the enemy didn't want him to do it, then it proved that you did the right thing.

Based on the various intelligence and doubts provided by the kind-hearted people in the gang during the day, Yi Chen quickly identified the head of the Ling family, who had a reputation for being henpecked, as having a problem.

"Dad, did you kill mother?" Ling Yun, who was standing behind Yi Chen, was on the verge of a breakdown and screamed and cried.

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

"If I'm not mistaken, your father might have died before your mother."

"Some things can't be hidden from the person next to you, so your mother will have to die later."

"My friend, am I right?"

Hearing Yi Chen's words, Ling Yun's eyes widened for a moment, with mixed feelings in her heart.

The joy was that his father had not changed his mind, and was not the murderer of his mother. The sadness was that both his father and mother were gone… Ling Long clapped his hands and laughed, “Master Yi is really meticulous, I admire you.”

"But I have been planning this for nearly three hundred years. Even if I am delayed a little and cannot complete it perfectly, I am not afraid."

"I will leave my only blood relative in the world to you, fellow Taoist, haha."

The muscles on Linglong's face twitched, revealing a strange old face.

Seeing this man's face, Ling Yun couldn't help but exclaimed: "Grandpa!"

Ling Yun had seen this man's portrait when offering sacrifices to ancestors in the ancestral hall. It turned out to be her ancestor who had died many years ago.

Upon hearing this, Yi Chen couldn't help but feel awe in his heart.

He originally thought that it was an alien demon that had taken over the body, but its methods were so advanced that he couldn't sense it. He didn't expect that it was a blood relative who had taken over the body.

It makes sense that the person who takes over another's body belongs 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 inexplicably and unexpectedly for more than two hundred years.

Oh shit!

The ancestor wiped out his entire family?

It is really... the rising sun in the east and the evening glow of the sun.

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

I wish Buqun could suffer for the sake of his son and jump into the pit.

The ancestor of the Ling family can also make his clansmen suffer and kill his entire family for his own purposes.

"Miss Ling, please step back a little."

“True Yang Divine Soul! Open it for me!!!” Yi Chen’s murderous intent surged and he roared.

I saw a pale golden light shining, which penetrated the darkness and appeared in the world.

A huge and ferocious dragon and tiger appeared in the sky, and the shadow of a tall Taoist priest covered with tattoos broke through the beams and appeared in the night sky, like a god descending to earth.

I refused to eat cement noodles and worked hard to reveal half of the mystery. The remaining half should be solved tomorrow.

7000 words today, good night everyone~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)