Am I the one who was wronged?

The air is a little quiet, and the sunlight shining into the house is light and bright.

It landed on Jin Fengyu, reflecting the particularly obvious look of surprise on his face.

He looked at the tablet, doubts flashed in his eyes, and then he guessed the cause and effect, and gently stretched out his fingers to cover the many words on the tablet.

Looking at Yiyi gently, he smiled softly, "It's just being suspected, I'm fine."

They all looked at him with disbelief floating in their eyes.

How could it be okay? Put yourself in the shoes and think about it, if his master dared to suspect him of murder.

He will definitely be so angry that he will jump up on the spot holding the tablet, and fight his master to the death!

Jin Fengyu smiled gently, looking at him with helplessness, "I'm in a different situation from you, and I can't put myself in that shoes."

Gritting his teeth, Yiyi opened the slender fingers covering the tablet and pulled it out.

Furious, he poked the tablet forcefully, "You are not allowed to defend the bad guy, and you are not allowed to forgive him!"

It's too much, you can't bully Mr. Jin in all kinds of ways just because Mr. Jin has a good temper.

In the end, you can rely on the old to sell the old, and you can get forgiven by playing two family cards at will.

No matter who the other party is, this kind of thing must never happen.

Jin Fengyu shook his head with a smile, looking at him with gentle and doting eyes.

Seeing you all, I continued to add with a calm voice, "Don't treat me like a child, just thinking of fooling me casually, if you are like this, I will be angry."

Jin Fengyu nodded and agreed in a low voice, "Okay."

He is willing to show his whole body, including all emotions and thoughts, in front of Yiyi.

How can you treat people like children and fool them at will?

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, his eyes looked at him gently, and he explained in a low voice, "I don't mean to defend anyone, it's just that my situation is different from yours, so even if he doubts me, I won't be too sad."

Moreover, he has been an adult for a long time, such a little emotion was quickly resolved.

Although I really hope to take this opportunity to let Yiyi feel distressed and comfort him, but it does not include letting Yiyi compromise and choose to return to vulgarity, which are clearly two different things.

His voice was low and clear, like spring water flowing in the mountains.

It can easily flow into people's hearts, "Let's discuss the matter of returning to vulgarity later, okay?"

They all raised their heads, looked at him with strange eyes, and typed "da da da" on the tablet, "Don't you want me to return to vulgarity?"

Jin Fengyu shook his head lightly and smiled gently, "Naturally I hope."

They all shrank back, and their faces became strange. If you want to, why do you want to discuss it later.

Strike while the iron is hot, cut the mess with a sharp knife, and just settle it down.

Holding the tablet, he couldn't figure out what Jin Fengyu meant.

Finally came to a conclusion, and typed slowly with the tablet, "You are so strange."

Jin Fengyu was choked by him, his eyes floated a little helplessly, and then he smiled relievedly, which is indeed quite strange.

He hoped to give Yiyi more choices, but what he showed was that he was thinking too much and looking forward and backward.

Isn't it strange that it contradicts itself and falls in the eyes of Yiyi.

Curling the corners of his mouth gently, nodding with a smile, he admitted it, "Yes."

All holding the tablet, typing "da da da", "But I will refer to your suggestion, and then carefully consider the matter of returning to vulgarity."

After discussing returning to vulgarity, he turned to talking about going down the mountain. He stamped with a tablet, "We will go down the mountain again when Zhao Ran and the others come back."

According to his speculation, the level of Shansha is not as good as "Great Ominous", just a little bit worse.

Dangerous for sure, but not fatal.

With Jiang Yu here, and Lin You still carrying Tao Muxiang, it is unlikely that he will be unscathed. It should not be a big problem to return safely.

This kind of opportunity is rare, and the juniors should practice more. He just waits in the villa.

... It's definitely not that he finds it troublesome and doesn't want to run away.

Jin Fengyu naturally agreed, "Okay, then wait for them to come back before leaving."

He turned his head slightly, looked through the window, and looked at the people standing in the yard, his expression a little cold.

They all looked over and saw that the man had just stood in the yard unmoved since he came back.

The white and fat face was flustered, and there was some expectation and panic in his eyes. He looked around the room frequently, hesitating to speak, as if he wanted to explain something.

It is less than three or four meters away from Mr. Jin's house.

But for some reason, there was no intention of coming over.

It seemed that what stood in front of him was not a short distance of three meters, but a bottomless moat.

On the opposite side of Tianchao, Mr. Jin is not a landscape-like beauty, but some kind of unknown fear and danger.

Yiyi was lying on the table, typing "da da da", "He looks very afraid of you."

Jin Fengyu smiled, picked up the book on his lap, and said with a cold expression, "If you do something wrong, you should be afraid of me."

Xianqin invited him to play in the villa, and immediately revealed the news to Du Qiang, probably thinking that his leg was broken and he would never be able to stand up again.

Thinking of currying favor with Mrs. Jin earlier, neither side should offend.

But God failed to fulfill people's wishes, and Mrs. Jin, who tried so hard to please, just died in the villa.

Not only did both parties fail to please, but it also exposed the security problems of the villa.

Like this kind of resort, far away in the mountains, the environment is so close to nature is the best gimmick.

But no matter how good the gimmick is, it can't compare to the fact that there have been murders in the villa.

After all, the environment is good, and there are so many high-grade villa hotels, who would make fun of their own lives.

If it was this time, he would die as an ordinary tourist, even if his identity was slightly insensitive.

With the help of the owner of the villa, the matter can be easily suppressed, but it is Mrs. Jin who died.

Needless to say, her status is special, but her temper is also bad.

After marrying into the Jin family, she treated Jin Fengyu as if she were an enemy. It can be said that she had already forged a deep blood feud.

Since her husband died in an air crash, there are not a few people in the circle who are talking about how long she can live, and they are all secretly watching.

This time she really died, and before she died, she held a banquet for her daughter. Everyone knew that she was in Shanhai Villa, and everyone knew that Jin Fengyu was also here.

It was such a coincidence that something happened to Mrs. Jin in the dead of night in the villa far away from the city.

If this incident gets out, it will explode in an instant, and the level of excitement cannot be suppressed by Shanhai Villa.

Only when Mr. Jin stepped forward, suppressed the news of Mrs. Jin's death, and kept it out for the time being, would it be possible to extract the villa.

No, when he heard that Mrs. Jin had an accident, the person in charge rushed to stand guard outside Mr. Jin's house.

He was somewhat self-aware, knowing that he had offended Mr. Jin, so he didn't dare to enter the house, so he stood in the yard, hoping to wait until Mr. Jin calmed down.

They all held the tablet and typed in a depressed mood, "How could he do this? He just wanted to take out the villa so that you wouldn't announce the cause of Mrs. Jin's death, but she's dead, and she can't come back to life." Ah, how will you explain the cause of her death then.

If it is true, people outside will definitely guess wildly!Maybe some people will think, is it because you sent someone to assassinate, is this person just trying to guide public opinion like this, wow, thinking carefully, Brother Feng Yu, we must not talk to this person! "

Sitting beside him, Jin Fengyu watched him typing on the keyboard quickly.

The slender white and tender fingers fluttered on the tablet, like beautiful flowers blooming, which is really beautiful.

With a gentle smile in his eyes, he nodded lightly, and said softly, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

In fact, no matter how bizarre Du Qiang's death was, those who should doubt him would still doubt him.

When the flight his elder brother was on was in an accident, there were dozens of nearly a hundred passengers on the plane, and very few survivors. Some people suspected that it was his hands and feet.

He didn't care about the results of the investigation at all, and he didn't care about his situation at the time, because he did it anyway.

Various theories abound, from various witchcraft and sorcery that made the plane out of control, to the fact that he took control and threatened the captain.

Who made it known that his elder brother wanted to kill him, and after his elder brother died, he was the last beneficiary.

Evidence and truth are neither important, what matters is what those people are willing to believe.

His elder brother's death was like this, and so was Du Qiang's death this time.

This principle is actually very simple. He understands it, and the person in charge of the villa naturally understands it too.

Everyone knew that as long as the price offered by the villa was right, he would cooperate to push this matter down.

Now that the charges have been placed, he doesn't mind, and uses this to gain some benefits.

After all, no matter how suspicious those people were, they couldn't find any evidence against him. After all, it didn't exist.

As for what others would say about him after the news got out, Jin Fengyu never cared about that, otherwise the news about his broken leg wouldn't have spread so much.

Because he knew in his heart that no one would cherish his reputation, or even his life.

...at least that's how it used to be.

Now, he looked at the eyes that were all shining and full of worry, and his heart moved.

Even if the person in charge of Shanhai Villa plucked the stars from the sky and gave them to him, it would not match the look of the person in front of him.

He suddenly felt that he should cherish the feathers so that he could have a good reputation.

Yiyi nodded, and typed "da da da" on the tablet, "That's how it should be. In the future, whoever dares to doubt you and speak ill of you behind your back, I'll hold the tablet and smash his chest vigorously." head!"

Jin Fengyu looked at him with a gentle smile and a touch of doting in his eyes.

The voice was also soft, "Okay, just don't beat him to death. If someone's head is really broken, I'll help you pay for the medical expenses."

In the yard full of phoenix flowers, the person in charge of Shanhai Villa never left. As the waiting time got longer, his mood became more and more uneasy.

Carefully looking into the room, wondering what Jin Fengyu meant.

After Dr. Yang arranged things, he came over and saw him standing outside, a little confused.

They hang people outside for an hour, and they still don't let them in?Is Mr. Jin so angry this time?

Seeing him coming, the person in charge quickly reached out to grab him, turned his back to Mr. Jin, stuffed a card into his hand, and begged in a low voice, "Doctor Yang, please help me ask, what happened to Mr. Jin this time?" What does that mean."

Doctor Yang smiled lightly, opened his hand, and returned the card, "I can't control what Mr. Jin means, you should keep the money for yourself."

The person in charge made a bitter face, and begged in a low voice, "I have no choice, please help."

"I dare not help you. No matter how much money you give me, it will be useless."

Dr. Yang stretched out his hand to push his glasses, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at him with a half-smile, "Didn't you find out, but anyone who wants to do right with Mr. Jin will end up with a bad end.

For example, the former Mr. Jin, Mrs. Jin, oh, and of course you..."

When the person in charge heard the words, many thoughts quickly turned in his mind, and his face changed instantly, turning ashen.

Fatty's face twitched, his lips trembled, and he pulled Dr. Yang to explain, "I never thought of going against Mr. Jin. I really didn't inform Mrs. Jin."

Dr. Yang raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes turned cold, "Really."

"Yes, yes." The person in charge was anxious, his eyes rolled wildly, and he hurriedly made excuses, "It must, it must be someone in the villa who is whimsical and wants to take the opportunity to please Mrs. Jin. This matter really has nothing to do with me."

He swallowed nervously, with a fat face, and explained incoherently, "Mr. Jin is a distinguished guest, he is coming to the villa for vacation, and I told the people in the villa to prepare in advance.

The employees all know that Mr. Jin is coming, but who has the wrong idea. Go and find out now, and I will definitely give Mr. Jin an explanation. You tell Mr. Jin, please trust me. "

Tsk, look at this familiar routine, don't you just want to find a scapegoat.

But whether to accept the apology depends on Mr. Jin's intentions, he can't make the decision.

Dr. Yang sneered, "Okay, I will tell Mr. Jin the truth. As for you, hurry up and find him."

The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief, and put the card into his hand again, "Then I'll go now, Doctor Yang, please remember to give me some kind words, thank you!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran away. To deal with Jin Fengyu, he couldn't find a scapegoat at will.

You have to collude with the words, and don't make any problems when the time comes.

Dr. Yang looked at the card, sneered to himself, walked into the room, walked straight to Jin Fengyu, and put the bank card on the table.

He said in a low voice, "The fat man outside just gave it to me. I sent him away. What do you think?"

Jin Fengyu looked at the card, which was silver-gray and marked with the imprint of a certain private bank.

The storage amount of this kind of gray card is at least more than one million. He reached out and picked up the card, "It's quite rich."

Doctor Yang stood beside him, smiling politely, "That's okay, the yard you live in is filled with phoenix flowers according to your name, the unit price is 30 yuan, and the monthly subscription is [-] yuan.

In addition to the pollution-free vegetables produced by the villa farm, star stallions were also introduced into the ranch, hot springs, rafting, etc., there is never a shortage of money. If the reputation of the villa is ruined and no one comes to the villa, he may suffer a loss. to bankruptcy..."

So this time, no matter how painful the person in charge of the villa is, he has to spend a lot of money to silence Mr. Jin.

The cards that were stuffed for him were worth millions of dollars. As Mr. Jin, it was estimated that it would cost tens of millions, and he had to pay for some rare items.

Thinking of the pained expression on the person in charge, Dr. Yang felt refreshed.

Whoever let Shan Zhuang do it for himself had to pass the news to Mrs. Jin, and he had to suffer a lot of anger yesterday, so this meeting can finally be happier.

Jin Fengyu turned the pages of the book with a cold expression, "Then let him go bankrupt."

Dr. Yang, "..." What's the matter with this strong dominance.

Wake up Mr. Jin, it's not cold yet.

He was slightly taken aback, always feeling that this is not Mr. Jin's style, "Aren't you going to talk to him?"

Jin Fengyu continued to turn the pages of the book, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a happy expression, "Don't talk about it, don't let me talk to him at all."

Doctor Yang, "..." Okay, you are rich, you are a boss, you have the final say.

But this lingering pride and showing off, what is going on!

What a mouthful of dog food worth thousands of dollars!

I feel full in an instant, not hungry at all, tui!

Doctor Yang nodded, communicated with Jin Fengyu about going down the mountain, turned around and left.

He didn't want to stay here, like little stars in the sky, twinkling and twinkling.

They waited in the room until noon, when the person who captured Shansha came back.

The evil spirit of the black cat was found, and after an extremely fierce battle, they finally teamed up to break up the evil spirit, but the team's situation was not very good.

Lin You was the least injured, and the most serious injury was two scratches on his left arm.

The wound was deep, but fortunately no bones were injured, so there was no need to worry about his life, and he could only wait for future care.

Zhao Ran was going to be miserable, with two broken ribs, but fortunately no internal organs were injured.

Two paws were scratched on the back, the wound was deep enough to show bone, and the whole body was soaked in blood.

When I came back, I hugged him and did not let go, buried my head on him and cried loudly, "Master, Master Uncle, little Bai Yang fell to the bottom of the cliff to save me, and he still hasn't woken up, what should I do, Master Uncle !"

Yiyi, "..." Go to the doctor, what are you doing holding me!

As soon as he reached out to touch the tablet, Jin Fengyu said first from the side, "Go and see Dr. Yang, and let him prepare the vehicle by the way, let's go down the mountain as soon as possible."

Zhao Ran felt uncomfortable, and wanted to cry when he saw him, but he didn't lose his mind.

Hearing Jin Fengyu's voice, he hurriedly wiped his face scratched by the branches, and stood up to find Dr. Yang to treat the wound.

Lin You was injured and couldn't drive down the mountain by himself, so he had to follow them.

They will stay in their yard for a while, their faces are not very good-looking, they are all touching the tablet, typing and asking him, "What's the matter, where is the old man who raises turtles?"

Lin You pursed his lips tightly, his voice hoarse, "Dead."

All the same, "..." It shouldn't be. He estimated that there were only injuries, but no deaths. How could there be deaths?

With a sullen face, Lin You told him hoarsely about getting rid of evil spirits.

Talking about how they found the black cat, and how they broke it up, "The black cat is very fierce, but it's not at the level of great danger. We all have something to save our lives.

Although they were all injured, their lives were safe, including Yu Luo. "

But after they teamed up to strangle and disperse the evil spirit, the scattered evil spirit was swallowed by the ghost with its mouth open.

A ghost was hiding and watching, but never made a move. After they and the black cat were both wounded, they suddenly appeared and opened their mouths to swallow the evil spirit.

Obviously, this ghost is clear-headed and very calculating.

Just thinking about it, Lin Youguang felt his back go numb and tremble with fear.

Fierce ghosts are bloodthirsty, blood awakening and killing will make them lose their sanity, only see flesh and blood in their eyes, their minds are controlled by resentment, and they will think about killing and killing all day long.

Only a very small number of ghosts can stay awake amid resentment and blood awakening.

... This is the only condition for an evil ghost to advance to become a ghost king.

Lin You had only seen this level of ghosts in his files, but he didn't expect to meet them.

At that time, they were all exhausted, and they fell to the ground without strength, and it was difficult to even move their fingers.

Just like that, watching the evil spirit devour the evil spirit, belching contentedly, the Yin energy all over his body began to rise sharply, with a huge momentum, covering the sky with clouds.

The surrounding woods were swept away by Yin Qi, and even the insects and birds were too afraid to make a sound.

Dark clouds were densely covered, and after the evil spirit swallowed up the evil spirit, there was a faint tendency to break through to the ghost king. In the black mist that filled the sky, there were a pair of blood-red eyes.

Like wild beasts, staring at them firmly, might tear them to pieces at any time.

But for some unknown reason, the evil spirit didn't hurt them. In the end, the blood-red eyes stared at them in the condensed ball of black air all over the sky.

In the old, hoarse and young voice, there was a strong disgust, "Tsk, don't let me eat people, it's really annoying."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuanqiu turned to Yu Luo's direction, his blood-red eyes lit up, "If you don't eat people, you don't eat people. I can always eat ghosts. It's so delicious."

The black mist rolled over the phantom behind Luo, and after devouring it, it was found that Yu Luo's soul was pulled out when the phantom was swallowed.

Yuanqiu froze slightly, and muttered softly, "It's none of my business!"

Regardless of the people present, he turned into a cloud of black air and ran quickly.

After listening to Lin You's description, "..." That must be Jiang Yu, and he didn't run away.

Those who raise turtles are all connected to the soul of the turtle through a special contract.

The combat power of coordinated operations is 1+1>2, and when they are crushed to death, they kill two birds with one stone, one dead body and two lives.

Jiang Yu didn't know, and swallowed the phantom behind Yu Luo, and Yu Luo naturally died.

Lin You looked solemn, "After the evil spirit swallowed the evil spirit, there is a faint tendency to break through the ghost king. I have to report this matter as soon as possible, and it must be taken seriously."

All nodding, all right.

He wasn't worried about Jiang Yu. If Jiang Yu really became the king of ghosts, it would be safer.

After all, if you want to get rid of a ghost king, you need masters like his master and Luo Bosi to take action.

And the influence is very wide, so as long as the ghost king doesn't do too much, no one is willing to provoke him.

After the evil spirit was eliminated, they were ready to go down the mountain.

Little Baiyang fell off the cliff and hit his head, so he had to do a brain examination quickly. Zhao Ran was admitted to the hospital, and they all followed Jin Fengyu and his car down the mountain.

The evening sun was warm and warm, and they all walked out from the gate of City A Association with their Bainabags straddled, followed by a tall and thin monk with a sad face.

Chasing after him and nagging, "Master, I will send you here. When Master Master comes back, if he wants to beat me, you have to protect me."

On one side is the uncle, and on the other is the uncle's, he is just a little shrimp, he can't be offended by either one.

Always, "..."

The light fell on him, coating him with a faint warm halo from top to bottom.

But he disliked the glare of the sun, and covered his face with his arms.

Zhao Ran drove the car over, "Master, have you finished the process of returning to vulgarity?"

Always nod, yes.

Zhao Ran smiled, and threw him the can of beer at hand, "Congratulations, uncle, for stepping into the world of mortal misery. Do you have to celebrate tonight? Let's go play some beer."

Yiyi rolled his eyes at him, threw the beer back to him, and tapped on the tablet, "Lunch? If you have money, why don't you consider paying the rent to me."

Zhao Ran smiled awkwardly, "No, no, no, I don't have any money, and it was Little Bai Yang's treat. He was able to survive last time because of the paper tie you sent, and he said he wanted to thank you."

Then he froze for a moment, touched his lips, "Can't you talk yet?"

This monk is no longer a monk, do you still need to practice closed-mouth meditation?

They all rolled their eyes, opened the car door and got in the car, what do you want me to do, hum!

Zhao Ran, "...Uncle, I'm driving, so you don't have to sit in the back seat."

No one paid attention, he shook his head and started the car.

On the way back, his gaze inadvertently glanced at the rearview mirror, and he saw his uncle holding the tablet with a black screen, his thin lips opening and closing, muttering silently.

He was driving the car in his hand, and he could only look at it out of the corner of his eye. After studying it slowly for a long time, he finally figured out what his uncle was talking about.

Just four words, Brother Feng Yu.

Tsk, the smell of dog food that hits his face is so sour, it makes his teeth sour!