Difficulty: So I am an undercover villain

Who is he, Shen Yifei, the sword head of the sea of ​​swords, the savior of the martial arts world who is above ten thousand people, controls tens of thousands of Zerg troops, and commands thousands of swordsmen.

It's a small family on the border, and it's also a declining family with two owners. To be honest, Shen Yifei really doesn't like it. He came here just because he took over his predecessor's body and wanted to take care of him as much as he could. Just his people.

Shen Yi flew to Hongmian because he had important things to do, he had no intention of getting involved in such a family dispute, so he left without saying a word.

"I don't need to prove my identity. Believe it or not, I just came back to check."

"Do you want to leave?"

Seeing that Shen Yifei was about to leave, Shen Yiran slapped him on the back sharply.

Shen Yifei had already expected that when this person made a move, the ground cicada and sword light had already lit up on his body.

With a sound of Peng, the adoptive son who claimed to be the former cheap father was blown away by the powerful counter-shock force.

"how is this possible?"

Shen Yiran fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was full of shock. After Shen Yifei's death, he occupied the entire family's resources. For hundreds of years, the current him has already piled up his cultivation to the innate level. This person's defense cannot be broken.

Shen Yifei ignored it, and walked out on his own, he didn't want to waste time here.

The old butler's eyes flashed brightly, "It's the Seven Cicada Sword Style of the young master."

Then the eyes were restrained, and he yelled at Shen Yiran who was on the ground: "Shen Da, you dare to attack the little master, you really deserve to die."

After speaking, the old housekeeper swung his cane towards Shen Yiran who was on the ground, and then chased after Shen Yifei with his cane.

"Little master, please wait a moment."

Shen Yifei walked in front, and the old housekeeper chased after him. In the end, Shen Yifei couldn't bear to have an old man with handicapped legs chasing after him, so he slowed down his pace, and finally stopped.

"Little master, please listen to the old slave..."

After the old butler caught up, he took Shen Yifei's hand and begged him to go back. Shen Yifei refused at first, but the butler insisted on it all the time, so he had no choice but to go back to Shen's residence with him.

He could feel that the old butler should still be loyal.

"Since you can recognize my Seven Cicada Sword Style, you should know something about it. Hundreds of years ago, I was fatally injured when I went to the misery. I planned to use Life Cicada to be reborn, but something went wrong, which caused me to lose part of it now. memory......"

On the way back, Shen Yifei told the old housekeeper the reason for his amnesia. Although the story was made up, he had already told others many times, so that he was calm when he lied now, because he himself I almost believe that I am only temporarily amnesia.

After listening to the old butler, he had no doubts, and nodded repeatedly.

After returning to Shen's mansion, the name was no longer there, and it was getting late. The old butler brought Shen Yifei to the master's room and said, "Young master, rest for a night tonight. They announced your return."

"No need, I don't think there is anyone in this house, so don't disturb everyone." Shen Yifei declined.

"How can I do that, we must tell everyone the news, and no one like Shen Da can bump into the young master again..." The old butler showed displeasure.

Seeing that the old housekeeper was chattering again, Shen Yifei quickly said: "All right, I'll listen to you. By the way, I haven't asked for your name yet."

"Fuck you lowly servant, why is my name taboo, but the old master gave me the surname Shen, and the young master can call me Uncle Shen, that's what you used to call me before." Uncle Shen was quite proud on his humble mouth. look.

"Well, Uncle Shen, while it's still early, you might as well tell me about the family affairs." Shen Yifei said.

"The little master wants to hear it, so the old slave will tell the little master."

This Uncle Shen is indeed a senior servant of the Shen family, and he knows all about the Shen family's deeds. Moreover, Uncle Shen seems to know what Shen Yifei wants to hear, and what he said is what he is interested in. The situation was clarified.

The Shen family, a thousand-year-old family in Pingshuo's Crescent City, is also known as the Jin Shen family because the owners of the past dynasties are good at wielding a golden sword. The reason why Shen Yifei did not inherit the golden sword is that he got a sword manual when he was a child, and he has loved it ever since. After learning the way of kendo, the sword manual is exactly [Seven Cicada Sword Jue].

In addition, the Shen family has a piece of raw gold. The old housekeeper doesn't know what the use of this raw gold is. He only knows that this item can only be passed on if he or she is in the blood of the Shen family.

In addition, the middle-aged man named Shen Yiran today is the adopted son of his old...predecessor father. After the old Patriarch and Shen Yifei fell one after another, he changed his name to Shen Yiran and occupied the entire Shen family. Besides him, there were eight other sons, all of whom were ranked by numbers. Only Shen Da survived.

The Shen family can no longer be called a family, because it has been a single lineage since the cheap old man in the predecessor for several generations, and now Shen Yifei is the only one left in the pure blood of the Shen family.

"Uncle Shen, is the inheritance still there?" After a brief understanding, Shen Yifei asked, obviously he was very interested in that thing called Yuan Jin.

"After tomorrow, you will know when you go to the ancestral hall." The old housekeeper gave him a reassuring look, and then said: "It's getting late, and the old slave will not disturb the little master's rest."

After all, the old butler bowed out of the room and closed the door for him.

Golden knife, original gold.

It's interesting, after the old butler left, Shen Yifei poked his chin in the room and thought about it, he always felt that this old butler was not simple, as if he could see through him and cater to him everywhere.

In the middle of the night, a black shadow ran towards somewhere in Shen's house, and there was another person quietly following behind the black shadow.

When he came to a solemn ancestral hall, the black shadow looked around, made sure there was no one there, and then walked in.

Entering the ancestral hall, there is a row of candles burning dimly on both sides, and dozens of memorial tablets are placed on a eucalyptus table in the center above. These are the ancestors of the Shen family in the past. .

Shen Yifei followed behind the black shadow, and climbed up the beam of the house without making a sound.

The black shadow seemed to be a little excited, and he stretched out his hand to touch the box, and when he was about to touch it, a faint sigh sounded.

"who?"

Startled suddenly, the black shadow turned around, and it was Shen Da.

"You're still here."

Seeing the person coming, Shen Datong shrank slightly.

"It's you, so you are the master hidden in the family."

The Shen family has a treasure of original gold, which is well known in Hongmian. However, after the death of the last head of the family, Shen Yifei, there is a reason why this original gold has been preserved until now. For hundreds of years, countless thieves saw the decline of the Shen family. They all wanted to snatch this treasure, but no one knew what happened to those people, as if the world had evaporated without a trace, so it was rumored that there was an incomparable master hidden in the Shen family.

Thinking of the old housekeeper's aging and feeble appearance, it was difficult for Shen Da to associate him with that expert.

"Do you know why this piece of raw gold has been kept in the Shen family for thousands of years?" the old housekeeper said quietly.

"Isn't it that you, the old man, are guarding you?" Shen Da said bitterly, his face was very ugly, if this old man was really that expert, then he had lived for at least a thousand years, and his strength is probably not in the hands of Shen Yifei who hurt him Now, the foundation of more than a thousand years cannot be resisted by him, who is innately piled up with pill resources.

The old housekeeper shook his head, and walked towards him slowly with a cane, "Another reason is that only the blood of the Shen family can inherit this treasure. Even if others take it away, it will be useless without the blood."

"impossible."

Shen Da yelled angrily, and grabbed the golden treasure box directly. He thought that the old butler was just trying to help him. Now that Shen Yifei came back, once the news spread to the family, other people would no longer recognize him as the patriarch without blood. This original gold is his only chance to come back.

The old butler just stood there watching Shen Da's movements and did not stop him.

After Shen Da got the golden treasure box, he slapped the old housekeeper with a palm to force him to retreat, and then fled through the door.

And the situation was as he expected, the old butler dodged to avoid the palm and let the road go, which made Shen Da look happy, and ran out with the treasure box in his arms.

Just as he ran to the door, his body froze suddenly and froze in place.

Shen Da turned around with difficulty, and saw a crutch swinging towards him. However, there was a stream of air in his body that blocked the eight extraordinary meridians, making it impossible for him to exercise, and it was even very difficult to move, so he could only watch helplessly. Seeing the crutch hitting his head, his face was full of disbelief.

"How is it possible, when is it?"

With Peng's cry, blood gushed out from the Tianling Gai, staining the floor of the ancestral hall red. Shen Da fell to the ground and twitched a few times before remaining motionless. He had already become a corpse.

The old butler picked up the treasure box on the ground, wiped the blood, turned around and walked towards the altar where the tablet was placed, without even looking at Shen Da on the ground.

"Do you think that the stick that hit you during the day was just for the little master to see? You are just a dog raised by the old master. Before, I thought that the little master was dead, so I tolerated you so much, just because I didn't want the Shen family to perish. And now that the little master is back, you dog wants to get on the master's nose, damn it."

The old butler's voice was cold, but it was exceptionally clear, as if he intended to tell someone. After putting the treasure box back to its original place, the old butler bowed to the beam, and left the ancestral hall with the heavy corpse.

This kind of behavior let Shen Yifei know that he had been exposed, this housekeeper was indeed a master, but the other party didn't directly tell the truth, obviously out of concern for the face of his new Patriarch.

"It seems that he is indeed a loyal servant."

After the old housekeeper left, Shen Yifei jumped down from the beam, and glanced at the golden treasure box on the table, there were still faint blood stains floating on it.

Shen Yifei withdrew his gaze, and followed him out of the ancestral hall. Anyway, according to what Uncle Shen said, this thing can only be inherited by the Shen family's blood, and it will be his sooner or later, so don't worry.

Early the next morning, the old housekeeper knocked on the door of Shen Yifei's room.

"Little master, the meeting is about to begin."

A moment later, Shen Yifei pushed open the door, and Uncle Shen was waiting quietly at the door. Shen Yifei glanced at him, but didn't see any strangeness on his face, but his temperament was similar to that of the frail old man yesterday. very different.

It seems that Uncle Shen only hides his cultivation in front of other people, but he doesn't care about it in front of him.

"Morning Shen, good morning." Shen Yifei greeted.

"Little master, please follow me." Uncle Shen smiled at him, turned around and walked in front.

Shen Yifei returned a smile and followed behind him.

When he came to a house that said conference hall, Uncle Shen pushed open the door and bent over Shen Yifei as a gesture of invitation.

"Young Master, please first."

Shen Yifei stepped in, calm and composed on the surface, but he had already raised three points of vigilance in his heart. After wandering in a difficult situation for so long, he is no longer as innocent as when he first arrived.

Fortunately, there was no danger inside, many people had already arrived before Shen Yifei came in, and they all looked over as soon as Shen Yifei came in.

"Little master, these are the servants of the mansion and the management of the property outside. They are basically old people." Uncle Shen introduced to Shen Yifei, returning to the trembling look from yesterday.

Shen Yifei didn't say anything, just nodded to them.

Next, Uncle Shen first announced Shen Da's numerous crimes over the past hundreds of years, and used this to warn everyone to remember his identity, and then announced that the young master of the Shen family had returned, and the Shen family now had a legitimate head.

Then after a series of speeches (painting cakes), talks, etiquette and a series of tedious processes, finally after Shen Yifei stepped into the gate of the ancestral hall, he officially became the head of the Shen family in Hongmian Border Town.

When I came to this ancestral hall again, the blood stains on the ground had disappeared, and the blood stains on the golden treasure box had been wiped clean at some point.

Although there is nothing to do with the soul, the blood of this body is still the descendants of the Shen family. Shen Yifei bowed to all the ancestors on the tablet before turning his attention to the treasure box.

Opening the treasure box, there was an irregular-shaped golden gemstone inside, which was said to be a gemstone, but upon closer inspection, it was found that the gemstone seemed to be flowing, like a liquid.

Thinking of the old housekeeper saying that the Shen family's blood can receive inheritance, Shen Yifei picked up the original gold and sat cross-legged on the spot.

With a calm mind and slightly closed eyes, his five senses spread out. He could feel a strong aura outside the ancestral hall. It was Uncle Shen. He seemed to be protecting the Dharma for Shen Yifei.

He raised his hand and patted the back of his head, a green light parted his red hair and flew out from behind him.

With a thought in Shen Yifei's mind, the sound-taking Gu understood the master's order, and saw that it opened its mouth small, puffed up as if taking a deep breath, and then spat out forcefully, green silk shot out from its mouth and turned into a Green awns interspersed in the air.

swish swish...  

The green thread cut through the air like a sharp blade, and soon, a huge green cocoon appeared in the Shen family's ancestral hall.

After the green cocoon was woven, just hearing the sound of Peng, the sound-taking Gu grew in size instantly, lying on top of the silkworm cocoon like a female bird protecting eggs, staring at the gate of the ancestral hall with a pair of green insect eyes.

Inside the silkworm cocoon, Shen Yifei cut his left palm with his right finger and sword, and the bright red blood dripped on the original gold. The moment the contact was made, the original gold shone brightly, turning into water and melting into his body.

After the original gold entered his body, Shen Yifei was startled for a moment, and sat there motionless, like an old monk meditating.