The yard was filled with the smell of sulfur, and the medicinal herbs in the corner flew out. A bare-legged old man limped towards the corner.
The old man was in his fifties, with almost no hair, but his hair was a little red.
Yuan Yingying's father, Yuan Guangming!
Yuan Guangming is the eldest of the Yuan family. He likes to make pills and he likes to make pills in this courtyard when he has nothing to do. Yuan Guangming is also the third of Huanhai's brothers.
Yuan Guangming's generation has five sons and three daughters!
Aside from Yuan Guangming who stayed in the old house, the rest were all over Sichuan and Chongqing. The third son of the Yuan family was a local boss.
Because of this, the Zhao family did not dare to bully the Yuan family openly.
"Dad, are you okay? Didn't you quit refining pills?" Yuan Yingying rushed in and pointed at her father and started scolding him.
Yuan Guangming smiled foolishly, his ears were shocked.
Huanhai rushed in and looked at Yuan Guangming, breathing a sigh of relief.
"Third brother, are you okay?"
"ah?"
Yuan Guangming looked at Huan Hai and muttered, "Blow you out? Am I dead?"
Yuan Guangming's behavior made Huanhai roll his eyes.
"Think about it carefully. You are so old and still playing such a dangerous game."
"Is alchemy like this your thing?"
Huanhai looked around. The Yuan family members were numbly tidying up the room. Some other Yuan family members, wearing purple clothes and black masks, were also helping to clean up, walking with a special gait.
It’s just that these people’s eyes look a little empty.
"No way? Is your Yuan family haunted again?"
Huanhai knew something. Over twenty years ago, the Yuan family was haunted. Every night, bloody handprints would appear near the Yuan family ancestral hall, and the Yuan family graves would be dug up.
Cremation was not popular at that time, and the Yuan family had discarded corpses.
For this reason, Longwang Mountain also sent people to help the Yuan family. They discovered that there seemed to be a problem under the Yuan family's tomb. After the capable people of Longwang Mountain used magic to suppress it, the Yuan family was able to recover.
These people in purple clothes are the ghost-suppressing soldiers created by the Yuan family.
"ah?"
Yuan Guangming shouted again, which made Huanhai walk over and rub Yuan Guangming's ears, allowing Yuan Guangming to recover.
"Second brother, why are you here?"
"Yingying, I remember now, are you going to pick up your second uncle?"
"You're here!"
Yuan Guangming grabbed Huanhai's hand, very excited.
Huan Hai saw Yuan Guangming recover and comforted him, "Not only am I here, I'm here with the young master."
The Yuan family also has a close relationship with Longwang Mountain. Huanhai did not mention the Dragon King, but only said that he followed Ye Shao here.
"Young Master Ye?"
Yuan Guangming was stunned again, and then he saw Ye Tian walking in from the door. Ye Tian looked like a young boy, and he nodded vigorously at Yuan Guangming and said, "The Dragon King has such a big child?"
"Cough cough!" Huanhai started coughing.
Ye Tian looked at Yuan Guangming helplessly. He was too lazy to explain. After all, he had come here without telling Longwang Mountain.
"Just call me Ye Tian!"
"Ye Tian? Why do you have the same name as the Dragon King? Is this the rule in your northern part?" Yuan Guangming was still confused.
Just as he finished speaking, those people in purple clothes came over, and one of them, also an old man, made a hoarse voice.
"Uncle, if you have nothing else to do, the old man is waiting in the back."
"The bloody handprint just appeared again, and the old man's body can't take it anymore!"
"Yeah?"
"Yingying, take care of your second uncle and Mr. Ye. I'm going to see your grandfather."
Yuan Guangming ran away, Yuan Yingying rubbed her hair, and took Ye Tian and others to the villa in the backyard.
These villas are connected to the thatched cottage and should be the Yuan family's rear residence.
Qin Feilong looked around and couldn't help but say something.
"The place where Xuanwu is entrenched!"
Ye Tian jokingly asked, "Do you also understand Feng Shui?"
"Well, I've only learned this game, hehe!" Qin Feilong smiled naively.
Huanhai also laughed. They, the old dragon guards, had indeed seen a lot after following the Dragon King.
"Second uncle, you guys rest here now, I'll go over and take a look!"
"Grandpa isn't feeling well!"
Yuan Yingying was also worried about the old man, so she trotted towards the old house.
Ye Tian and two other people were the only ones left in the room. Through the window, Ye Tian saw some members of the Yuan family outside, all wearing purple clothes, heading towards the ancestral hall.
"Old Huan, you said the Yuan family is haunted? How could such a Feng Shui treasure land be haunted?"
Ye Tian didn't notice any ghost, not to mention, there was a big ghost hiding beside him, and the big ghost didn't say there was a ghost.
"It's not actually a ghost!"
Huan Hai seemed to know something and lowered his voice and said, "More than 20 years ago, the elders of Longwang Mountain also came down the mountain to take a look. It's definitely not a ghost, but that thing also came from the Yuan family tomb."
"What exactly it is, I don't know."
"Mr. Ye, should we take a look?" Huanhai was still concerned about Yuan Guangming.
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