From Xia Yunxuan's expression, everyone knew that the problem might be serious, otherwise the old patriarch would not have turned so pale.
Xia Qingping knew that Xia Yunxuan was on the verge of explosion, so he immediately went over to greet him and whispered something.
Xia Yunxuan's complexion improved a little. But when he looked at me, he still felt a little doubtful and strange.
Xia Yunqi and Xia Yunyan, the third elders of Jiudinghui, also passed by with solemn expressions and began to ask about the situation above.
While the three elders were talking, the younger one could not get close at all. A group of a dozen or so slightly younger Xia family men and women stood aside at this time, waiting for the three elders to discuss a countermeasure. But when they looked at me, they were all obviously confused. An expression that looks like an outsider.
"One day, you go back and rest first. You haven't slept much in the past few days in the mountains, okay? Let's rest peacefully first. I will help you with whatever you have to do first, and I will talk about anything else when you wake up." Xia Qingping comforted me. said.
I suddenly felt a warmth in my heart. Although I don't know whether Xia Qingping is really that kind or just pretending, I am not a stone-hearted person. Every time I comfort him, the thick ice in my heart is melting.
"Okay, then I'll go back first. If you need anything, just call me. I've seen that tripod, but I really didn't do anything to it." I emphasized. After all, I didn't really do anything, but my ancestors seemed to have done the same. I don’t know what happened, but that’s strange. Could it be that Feng Shui has become worse just because I watched a long movie?
"Little master, let's go first. Neither the master nor the old master will let you bear the crime easily." Xia Ming said, and took me back to the villa.
Jiang Lan was mumbling something on the way. They looked at me with sharp eyes, and Xia Qinghao and several other brothers and sisters hated me even more, maybe because they didn't get any benefits from what happened last time.
There are few people in the Xia family who can be close to each other. Although Butler Xia Ming is easy to talk to, he still doesn't make me believe that he is Xia Qingping's person after all.
When I got to the villa, I opened the door and went in, took a shower, and then lay down on the sand.
After releasing all the house ghosts, Ziyi also turned into a human form. Her IQ is not much different from that of Xi Jun. They both like to watch TV. I turned on cartoons and asked Song Wanyi to take care of them and try not to let some movies and TV shows with character flaws harm their young minds.
Liu Xiaomiao and Jiang Han both have the same interests and hobbies. Liu Xiaomiao was wiping the Jingzhe Sword there, and Jiang Han was the same. Both of them like weapons and equipment, and they start to maintain them as soon as they have time.
Wang Yan has not fully recovered from the last blood sacrifice. Now that he has come out, he is still digesting that power, and is taking the opportunity to attack the late stage of the Ghost King.
After telling the family ghost alert, I took a shower and went to bed. I heard some noise coming from outside. It must have been the younger generation of the Xia family. I was afraid that they had found a group of children to seek bad luck, but they were all beaten by Xia Ming. gone.
Looking out the window, I found that I was much more peaceful, so I went back to the bedroom to sleep.
In the middle of the night, I woke up in a daze and went to the toilet. I found Xijun sleeping next to me, so I was about to roll over and get out of bed from the other side. When I moved, I bumped into a soft body, which scared me so much that I woke up and started to drive. Turning on the bedside lamp, Ziyi looked at me with sleepy eyes, as if something was wrong with me. The catty bird is named trash.
I looked at her in shock, then quickly climbed out of bed, thinking to myself that it was bad, I actually forgot that both Xijun and Ziyi were simple-minded and would come to me to sleep on their own, and this time Ziyi was also poisoned.
I sighed. After going to the bathroom, I no longer felt free to do anything. I planned to go down to the underworld to see what was going on. The Xia family was in a mess now, and the lights were still on outside the window. There must be a big problem. I don’t know where the feng shui went wrong. The tripod will shrink, which means it is not an ordinary treasure, but my grandma didn't remind me.
Looking out at the dark floor-to-ceiling windows, I always feel that my grandmother will always emerge from underneath.
Think about it, you have to go to the underworld to see if anything happens, so you can escape there.
The location of the Xia family is on the outskirts of a small county, dozens of miles away from the county seat. If you guessed it correctly, it should be the sea in all directions, so I didn't plan to go there before, but now I have to confirm it. .
I took out the Yin Yang Token, recited the incantation to borrow the path, and soon went to the underworld.
Plop, a burst of waves splashed, and I was really in the sea. I swam in the sea and took a private look. I found a county god on the cliff mountain by the coast in the north, more than ten miles away from here.
Fortunately, there was a yin and yang order, otherwise it would be difficult to get back out after going to the sea. I took the road again and went to the underworld, so I had to take another bath.
It's so late and Mr. Mo hasn't come back yet. I'm very worried. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, I plan to go out for a walk. In addition to looking for Mr. Mo, I also want to ask how to solve the Xia family's situation.
After going out, Xia Ming must have fallen asleep. It was so late at night and there was no one around.
But after walking a few steps, before we reached the pavilion, a young man wearing Confucian attire was leaning on the pillar of the pavilion, holding a fan in his hand and looking at me.
"Xia Yitian?" The young man smiled.
I ignored him. This man looked about the same age as me, but the vague anger in his eyes made me feel cold. I thought to myself that I should wear more clothes.
Seeing that I ignored him, the young man walked down the pavilion and said with a smile, "I am Xia Haoyu, and Xia Cangyun is my father."
"Cangzi generation will be Haozi generation, Xia Yunqi's branch, right?" I smiled, but I didn't have much respect for the Xia family. There were not many good people in Jiudinghui.
"Yes, it seems that your name should be Xia Ruitian." Xia Haoyu said, walking over and getting close to me.
"Don't come over here. If you come over again, I'll draw my sword and call out all your friends. Stop hiding. What's there to hide? They've all been beaten like this. That's it. If we come out together, it seems we are getting beaten." I sneered, feeling the breath around me.
Xia Haoyu clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Haha, what an awesome guy. I didn't quite believe it when I heard some of them talk about it, but now I do."
Xia Ruiyu and Xia Ruiyuan both walked out of the building next to them. There were more than a dozen people in total. These people were more or less injured. When they saw me, the murderous look on their faces was undisguised.
"If you don't die today, then I, Xia Reke, will! Brothers, the benefits agreed upon will also be indispensable to you!" Xia Reke said harshly.
"It's easy to say. Isn't there just a boy called a dead boy? Today we, the Hao generation, have turned him into a real dead boy, hehe." A young man appeared from the darkness out of nowhere, holding a carved sword in his hand. The sword with elegant writing shows disdain.
"Yes, this dead kid cannot be let go tonight no matter what. Xia Ming and Uncle Xia have been transferred to the back mountain. Today is the day he will die! Xia Ruitian, you bully me, Xia Ruiyuan, you really think you can survive Are you leaving Xia's house?" Xia Ruiyuan, who was lame in a wheelchair, slapped the armrest of the wheelchair with a fierce look on her face, without any of the ladylike temperament she had before.
"Brother Haoyu, Brother Haofei, and Sister Yulian, the three of us have beaten him like this. We can't kill him today! I'm afraid we won't be able to sleep!" Xia Ruiyu also said coldly. He was injured less than Xia Rick and Xia Ruiyuanzhong, it seems that she has brought out her family’s treasures now, and this time she plans to kill me.
"Haha, then Sister Yulian will help you stand up today, so as not to say that our Xia family is not united." Xia Yulian appeared eerily on the bridge next to the pavilion, dragging a girl under her hand.
When I saw that the girl was Xia Yi, my face suddenly darkened.
Xia Yi's face was stained with tears, and her trembling look made people feel sad.
"What do you think this little bitch is doing? If you like her, I'll give it to you. I originally wanted to scare her and let her trick you out of the turtle's nest. Now that you've come out, she's of no use." Xia Yulian He laughed coldly, pushed with his hand, and Xia Yi took a few steps forward and fell to the ground.
Xia Yi was so frightened that she fell to the ground and couldn't stand up. She must have been beaten badly by Xia Yulian. For these young masters, if they beat the housekeeper's child, it would be nothing as long as they didn't kill him.
This shows how domineering Xia Yulian is in the Xia family.
"Stop talking? Isn't it said outside that you are called Demon Xia? What Demon Xia? I think you are Xia Wugui. In the late stage of Taoism, when you are not even enlightened, you dare to call yourself a demon. Don't you think it's funny? You are still a demon in this world. It's too much!" The dimples around Xia Yulian's mouth were sunken. She looked like a good-looking person, but her heart was like a jackal.
"Xia Yulian, I want your hand today, what do you think?" I walked over with a sullen face, helped Xia Yi up, and then quickly walked to the open space, placed Xia Yi in place, and the leader's golden sword came out sheath! The sword body is like a flowing golden liquid under the moonlight, shining like the brilliance of the rippling sea waves: "Hold an object three feet high, all swords are covered with dirt, the sky is one! Three feet of green front! "
