The Yan family's old house is a four-entry courtyard, magnificent, simple and majestic.
The floor is also a simple bluestone slab, polished very smooth.
Considering his youngest son's current appearance, Huo Chenhui held him in his arms, held his youngest son in one hand and led Zaizai out of the car with the other.
Brothers Yan Shimin and Yan Shijin were waiting for him. Yan Shijin didn't notice anything unusual, but Yan Shimin's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw the child in Huo Chenhui's arms.
That fiery red hair is too eye-catching.
He subconsciously looked at the hands holding Si Heng's little zombie around Huo Chenhui's neck.
The fingers are slender and skinny, the skin is an abnormal bluish-white color, and the nails are too long, glowing with coldness in the sun.
Yan Shimin quickly said: "Mr. Huo Da, please stay."
Huo Chenhui had already stepped onto the steps of the main hall in front. Hearing this, he turned his head and looked at him.
"What's wrong?"
Yan Shimin didn't know the relationship between the Huo family and the little zombie for the time being, but he was sure that Huo Chenhui was holding the son of the Zombie King. They tried to ambush the little zombie but escaped.
Yan Shimin suppressed the fear in his heart and smiled softly.
"It's nothing, I just want to remind Mr. Huo Da to be careful where he steps. There are steps here. Mr. Huo Da holds the child and be careful not to fall."
Huo Chenhui smiled gently on his face, but in his heart he sneered at Yan Shimin's hypocrisy.
What if he is blind and cannot see the scene where Yan Shimin just shot his young son like an X-ray?
Nodding to Yan Shimin, Huo Chenhui hugged his youngest son and led Zaizai and continued walking forward.
In the hall of the Yan family, Yan Xuling's expression remained unchanged when he saw the little zombie Jiang Siheng held in Huo Chenhui's arms, but he quickly made calculations in his mind.
Whether you want to catch it or not, the result will be delivered to your door automatically!
Ah!
I would be sorry if I didn't take the opportunity to keep the little zombie. Huo Chenhui took the initiative to deliver it to his door!
He stood up with a smile, walked up to Huo Chenhui and shook hands with him.
"Mr. Huo Da."
Huo Chenhui smiled gently: "Master Yan."
Yan Xuling smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Huo Da is joking, but he only has a superficial understanding of Qihuang's art, how can he be called a master."
Having said that, the arrogance and condescension in Yan Xuling's eyes were undisguised.
Huo Chenhui changed his mind from Shan Ruliu: "Then, Mr. Yan is fine."
Yan Xuling: "..."
Zaizai followed the uncle with a milky voice and shouted: "Hello, Mr. Yan~"
Yan Xuling: "..."
The moment Huo Chenhui came in with his two children, Yan Xuling's eyes actually glanced at the fat baby he was holding.
Thinking of the other party's identity, he almost looked away the moment Huo Chenhui walked into the hall with his two children.
When he heard the fat baby calling someone, Yan Xuling not only smiled very lovingly, but even squatted down in front of the fat baby, eye level with her.
"What's the kid's name?"
Zaizai introduced himself in a milky voice: "My name is Ming Zaizai."
Yan Xuling pretended to be confused and looked sideways at Huo Chenhui: "Isn't this the adopted daughter of your second brother's family? Why didn't you change your surname?"
Zaizai said: "You can't change it. You can't change it. Zaizai can only be named Ming!"
Yan Xuling lowered his eyes and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.
So the Nine-Headed Bird really didn't lie to him. This Naitanzi was really the only daughter of the underworld boss, Emperor Fengdu.
He recalled what the Nine-Headed Bird said when he confronted the Nine-Headed Bird after returning from the sanatorium.
"The Zombie King and Emperor Fengdu have joined forces in the underworld, and your Yan family... without your Yan family's secret help, how could we escape from the seal on the southwest border?"
"Yan Xu Ling, it is an indisputable fact that the ancestors of the Yan family worshiped our nine-headed bird, and everyone is well aware of our transaction."
"How come your Yan family has grown stronger under the protection of our nine-headed bird, and you want to kill the donkey?"
"Whether it is Emperor Fengdu or his chosen prince Ming Zaizai, they are all afraid of weak water. Ming Zaizai swallowed up weak water. Now he looks powerful, but in fact he is strong on the outside but weak on the inside! As long as your Yan family operates properly, you can not only capture the zombie king My son can capture the prince of the underworld alive, what is there to hesitate about such a good thing?"
"When my eldest brother seizes the power of the underworld, will I lose the benefits of your Yan family? Then the number one family in China will naturally be your Yan family! The person in power will naturally be you, Yan Xuling!"
Yan Xuling was at war with heaven and man in his heart, knowing that he must not plot against the underworld boss's daughter.
After all, you have to report to the underworld after death, and plotting against the underworld boss to kiss his daughter is tantamount to self-destruction.
But... what if the Nine-Headed Bird split succeeds?
He didn't hesitate long before making his choice!
Since ancient times, wealth has been sought in danger.
His father said he had made a hexagram before leaving the imperial capital. The hexagram showed that Emperor Fengdu was seriously injured and the nine-headed bird brought disaster to the world.
Now that the nine-headed bird has really appeared, even though the Yan family has contributed to it, the facts have proven that the hexagrams made by his father before his death were true.
Therefore, whether the underworld will change its master in the end depends on human beings!
Then give it a try!
Yan Xuling thought a lot. Seeing that he kept staring at her without speaking, Zaizai couldn't help but pull his sleeve.
"Mr. Yan, Zai Zai is hungry. Can you go to the back and eat something delicious?"
Yan Xuling was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a loving smile.
"sure."
After speaking, he looked at his eldest son Yan Shimin, his smile not reaching his eyes.
"Shimin, please take Zaizai to the restaurant in person and ask the kitchen to prepare more delicious food. There must be more varieties and enough quantity."
Yan Shimin understood.
This is to capture Ming Zaizai at all costs.
But he was a little confused. For a three-and-a-half-year-old boy, his father actually suggested that he use those abyss-spelled ghosts left over from his ancestors. Was it a bit too much?
Isn't it time to dispatch those ghosts to deal with the son of the zombie king that Huo Chenhui has been holding?
The little zombie Jiang Siheng just happened to get off his daddy's arms. When he turned his head, the green-faced and fanged appearance scared Yan Shijin.
"Wocao, what is this?"
Huo Sijin's voice came from far away from the gate: "I'm really sorry for scaring Mr. Yan. My brother is playing Cosplay with us."
Huo Chenhui was tense. He was stunned for a moment when he heard his eldest nephew's words, and then nodded immediately.
"Yes, these kids were playing cosplay and scared Mr. Yan. I'm really sorry."
Good guy!
As expected of a child taught by his second brother, this is a great idea!
Yan Shimin: "..."
What a cosplay!
The one in front of me is clearly a real zombie!
Yan Xuling was also shocked by the Huo family's shamelessness.
The Yan family is a Xuanmen family that has been inherited for hundreds of years. In front of them, do you think a real zombie is playing cospaly?
If it were before, Yan Xuling might still be wondering whether the Huo family was kept in the dark.
Looking back now, the Huo family clearly knows the identity of the little zombie and wants to protect the little zombie.
What is Huo Jiaan thinking?
Are you also peeking at the huge wealth of Zombie King Jiangyuan behind the little zombie?
Considering that the youngest son of the Huo family is also in the entertainment industry, does this mean that the Huo family and Jiang Yuan have reached some agreement, so that now the Huo family does not take their Yan family seriously at all.
Ah!
Huo Chenling, the leader of the Huo family, the largest family in China, is indeed quite tyrannical!
Is it horizontal?
Yan Xuling smiled grimly in his heart.
Leaving corpses lying on the streets is a waste of time!
[Commentary: Domi lost a third of the nail on his left middle finger last night due to the aluminum alloy edge. It hurt so much... Ouch, Ouch, Ouch...]
