"You traitor! Kneel down!"
In the inner city of Jinzhou, in a magnificent mansion, a thin middle-aged man cursed at a wealthy young man.
The servants around him stood back, a little afraid.
This rich young man is none other than Li Yanqing, who has just returned from abroad.
At this moment, he looked unwilling, looked at the middle-aged man, and said coldly:
"What's wrong with me?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked at his son and trembled with anger.
This man was Li Yanqing's father, Li Chong, who was also the prefect of Jinzhou.
Taishou Li is a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament. He is dressed in a blue official robe, with cloud embroidery on his sleeves, and a short black beard on his chin. His face gives people the impression of being upright and reliable.
The dark circles in his eye sockets are a bit heavy, and his expression is very haggard. It is obvious that he has worked too hard day and night.
"You still dare to say that you are right? Who gave you the courage to stop the police from handling the case?"
"Do you know how big this case is and how many people have died? How dare you stop people?!"
Li Chong scolded sternly.
At this moment, Li Yanqing didn't have any fear on his face. Instead, he looked calm and composed. He seemed to have expected this outcome. He smiled casually and said:
"Dad, this person is the teacher I'm looking for. Of course I can't arrest him. Didn't you say that as long as I find a teacher myself who can teach me how to practice Qi, you won't care about me?"
Li Chong couldn't help but frown when he heard this.
He did say this.
At first, because my qualifications were average and there was no hope in practicing, I took the exam to become an official.
I wanted to raise a better offspring so that I could enter the immortal sect, so I found someone to be a teacher for Li Yanqing, but they all said that his son's qualifications were too poor and he couldn't teach him.
I wanted my son to go to school, but Li Yanqing couldn't get into it at all.
But I didn't expect that my son would be so unsatisfactory. He couldn't cultivate or study well, and he turned into a playboy.
He scolded Li Yanqing for practicing Qi. He could do whatever he wanted, and he didn't care about him. If it didn't work, just go back to study.
But these were angry words after all. Who would have thought that Li Yanqing would actually go find the teacher.
But most of them are scammers.
Li Chong said coldly: "What kind of charlatan did you find again? The house has been spending so much recently, is it all thanks to you?"
Li Yanqing said confidently: "What I am looking for this time is definitely not a liar, but a serious teacher. I have seen his strength with my own eyes."
Seeing his son like this, Li Chong didn't believe that he could find anyone powerful.
Because all the powerful monks were in the sect and there were only a handful of powerful casual cultivators, he certainly knew what kind of person his son was, but he didn't believe it at all.
"Stop messing around!"
"Dad, what I said is true!"
Li Chong snorted coldly, ignored it, and ordered to the butler on the side:
"Notify the Yamen that those who should be tried must be tried."
"Yes, sir."
"I said, we can't interrogate!"
Li Yanqing rushed over, stopped in front of the housekeeper, and said firmly.
"I am here today, and there is no way I can touch that senior's hair!"
"presumptuous!"
When Taishou Li saw that his son not only did not repent, but also dared to talk back, he became furious. New and old anger surged up, and the recent irritating trivial matters of the case made him already in a bad mood.
"What a bastard!"
He strode up to his son and slapped his son in the face.
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound, and Li Yanqing was slapped to the ground by his father, and blood immediately oozed from the corner of his mouth.
He covered his right cheek and stared at his father.
He didn't expect that his father would actually hit him, and he became angry and roared:
"Why do you hit me! How many times have you gone home since you were a child?"
"When Lian Niang passed away, you only had your official position in mind!"
"Are you worthy?"
After hearing these words, Li Chong became even more angry.
"What do you know! I am doing this for the people!"
So he grabbed Li Yanqing's collar and wanted to teach him a lesson, but the butler on the side persuaded him hard.
"Master, please be merciful! The young master is your son after all!"
When Li Chong's hand pulled Li Yanqing's collar, he happened to tear off the Taoist talisman on the back of his neck.
"hiss!"
He only felt a paper-like thing on his hand.
The moment the Taoist talisman fell off, a strong black energy emerged from a black mark on the back of his neck and entered Li Yanqing's body directly.
Li Yanqing suddenly smelled a fragrance, which made him feel extremely happy. From the tip of his nose to his brain, he seemed to be able to forget all his worries.
Then his vision went dark and he fainted.
His body lost support, and Li Chong just let go, and Li Yanqing fell to the ground.
"The young master fainted!"
The housekeeper yelled and felt Li Yanqing being lifted up from the ground.
"Qing'er!"
When Li Chong saw his son fainted, most of his anger disappeared immediately, and his face was full of shock.
After all, he is the only son, the only one!
"Hurry and ask for Doctor Yan!" Li Chong quickly ordered the housekeeper.
"Yes, sir, I'll send someone for you right away!"
"Also, what is this?"
Then, Li Chong looked at the crushed Taoist talisman in his hand and murmured.
"Master, this seems to be a Taoist talisman..."
...
Among the pavilions where singing and dancing flourished in Jinzhou City, the name Zuihua Tower was prominently included.
The women in the building were all wearing gauze skirts with bare arms and shoulders, and were playing music on the stage in the middle.
Listening to ditties and admiring beauties, it’s a very luxurious life.
The third floor wing room.
Inside the house, incense was lingering, the tents were fluttering in the breeze, and a beautiful woman was lying on the bed.
The exposed shoulders and collarbones make people feel distraught.
"Hey, I was just wondering why my breath disappeared. It turns out that I was suppressed by someone. It's really annoying."
The delicate and beautiful woman sticks out her pink tongue, and exhales like blue under a pair of sexy red lips, which makes people unconsciously feel the most primitive desire.
The soul-stirring hook can arouse people's emotions.
"The guests are here, Hu'er."
The madam's voice came from outside the room.
"I know, Mom."
The woman responded, stood up, and opened the door.
"Hey hey hey! My beautiful lady!"
A thin, wretched-looking man immediately rushed in, smiling evilly as he closed the door.
The pretty woman flashed her body and smiled charmingly.
"Don't worry, guest."
"My beauty, I miss you so much! You are mine this week!" The thin man's face was sickly pale, and his eyes were heavily darkened, but his mouth was full of smiles.
"Giggle!"
The woman slowly approached the man, smiled coquettishly, and drew circles on the man's chest with her slender fingers.
"The slave family is naturally yours, but are you willing to sacrifice your life for me~"
The man grabbed the other person's hand, greedily inhaled the fragrance on the tip of his nose, and said with a smile:
"Of course I do."
The pretty woman curled her lips slightly, hugged the man, and said pitifully:
"The slave family is so touched."
With the beautiful woman in his arms, the thin man was very proud. He suddenly noticed that a furry thing appeared behind the woman in front of him.
"Beauty, why is there a tail on your back?"
"New tricks, don't you like it?"
"Of course I do!"
The thin man pulled the tent and became impatient.
But just a few minutes later, the man was out of breath and said strangely:
"What's going on today?"
I only heard the beautiful woman's hair scattered on the pillow, sighing:
"Oh my, my energy is too little, so you might as well die."
The next moment, a terrifying fox face appeared in front of the man, with its mouth full of sharp teeth.
"Do you also like me like this?"
The man's mouth was tightly blocked, and his eyes showed a look of horror, and then turned into a numb and deathly gray color.
"Click!"
The sound of skin and bones being detached was eerie.
There was blood on the red wallpaper.
a long time.
An expressionless man came out, with no trace of blood on his face, and left Zuihua Building like a puppet.
"Don't let go of the target that just appeared, haha!"
The girl's charming laughter came from the side room again.
...
