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Because of an unexpected incident, the Song family's grave-moving ceremony was suddenly terminated, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Duanmu Jinyang put his arms around Zhang Jiu and said, "Go back first, it's raining too much."

Zhang Jiu nodded, and the two walked quickly down the mountain. Suddenly, Zhang Jiu saw a person sitting on a tree next to Song Jiazu's grave.

There was a cloud of black air on the man's body, and he couldn't see his face clearly at all, but he could see his hands drooping, propped on the branch, shaking his legs slightly, sitting in the heavy rain, looking down with his head down.

His eyes were fixed on the Song family's ancestral grave, Song Yan was still standing there, slightly bent over, protecting the ashes urn in his arms.

Zhang Jiu was stunned, and his steps slowed down. The ghost seemed to have noticed Zhang Jiu's gaze, raised his head, and seemed to meet Zhang Jiu's eyes, and then disappeared in an instant.

Zhang Jiu said: "It's him! It's him!"

When Duanmu Jinyang looked back, he didn't see any ghosts at all.

Zhang Jiu said: "I know that ghost, it has appeared before."

Because it was raining too hard, it was pouring down, and everyone couldn't take it outside. Duanmu Jinyang took Zhang Jiu and ran into the guest room building. It looked like a puddle of water had gathered in the elevator.

Yin Yiping and Yin Changjing also rushed in. Yin Changjing shook the water on his body and said, "It's too bad luck. It can rain heavily even when you move a grave. What did the Song family do?"

Everyone went upstairs, washed up quickly, and took off all their clothes. The heavy rain outside was indeed not ordinary rain. After they entered the guest room building, the rain outside became lighter. It was not as fierce as before, but it was still falling. rain.

Zhang Jiu took a shower, put on a bathrobe, looked out through the window, and said, "This rain should have something to do with that ghost just now, and the blood in the ashes probably also has something to do with it."

So who is the ghost?

Could it be the dead young master of the Song family, Song Xiuyun?

But it's not quite right. Logically speaking, it has only been half a year since the death of the Song family's young master. Even if he is an unjust dead ghost, it is impossible for him to have such a big cultivation base in half a year. He can even control the rainfall. This kind of cultivation base has reached a certain level. , is not something that a simple ghost can achieve.

Besides Song Xiuyun, is there anyone else related to the Song family? Otherwise, why would they suddenly appear at such an important grave-moving ceremony of the Song family?

Zhang Jiu looked out of the window. Many people rushed into the guest room one after another. The outside suddenly became quiet. After all, it was raining so heavily that umbrellas were useless, and no one would walk outside.

Duanmu Jinyang also took a shower soon, and saw Zhang Jiu lying on the edge of the bed, his hair was still wet, and his bathrobe was almost in a collar, revealing Zhang Jiu's entire neck and large shoulders.

Duanmu Jinyang walked over quickly and said, "Xiao Jiu, don't catch a cold, dry your hair quickly."

Zhang Jiu said "Huh?" and said, "It's hot, it's so hot, it's so stuffy after it rains."

Duanmu Jinyang lowered the temperature of the air conditioner a little, pulled up his bathrobe, and then plugged in the hair dryer to blow his hair.

Zhang Jiu felt that the wind from the hair dryer was too hot, so he didn't want to blow his hair, but Duanmu Jinyang would never blow him with cool wind. In the end, Zhang Jiu had no choice but to use warm wind because Duanmu Jinyang had to insist. After blowing on his head, Zhang Jiu was still soft and hot.

Zhang Jiu blew his head and his face was flushed, Duanmu Jinyang chuckled, lowered his head and kissed Zhang Jiu's cheek, saying: "It's warm."

Zhang Jiu rubbed his cheeks and said, "Of course it's warm, I'm going to be blown to death."

Duanmu Jinyang picked him up, put him on the bed, and said, "Okay, let's rest for a while, I think we can have dinner soon."

Zhang Jiu wanted to hug his son when he was free, but the neighbor took a look and saw that the little guy was sleeping, holding Liansi with his two little paws through the bubble.

Liansi said softly: "The little guy is a night owl, he always plays at night and sleeps during the day, and he will wake up after a while."

Zhang Jiu was a little helpless. Could it be that he gave birth to a purebred little black cat? Shouldn't it be a black panther?

In order not to disturb the little guy, Zhang Jiu didn't touch the little guy and let him continue to sleep.

It was raining heavily outside, and the two of them couldn't go out, so they had to go back to the room. Zhang Jiu was bored, when he heard "哗哗哗" in the heavy rain, and suddenly shouted "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

This was not the first time or the second time, Zhang Jiu looked downstairs helplessly, and it was indeed Song Xiuguang.

Song Xiuguang started to go crazy again...

But the strange thing is that Song Xiuguang ran from Song Yan's villa in this direction, shouting in a hurry while running.

"Help!!!"

"Song Yan wants to kill me!!"

"Help! Song Yan wants to kill me! Kill me!!!"

Song Xiuguang yelled all the way and ran all the way, running in the heavy rain, and there was almost no one outside. At this time, Song Yan and some bodyguards came down from the back mountain, and they happened to meet Song Xiuguang.

Song Xiuguang's shout could be clearly heard upstairs, cursing: "Song Yan, you are a wolf!!! My father raised you for so long, and you actually want to kill me!!"

There was a lot of noise outside, and Song Xiuguang's smell of alcohol didn't know if he had woken up. Song Yan was not in the mood to tell him this, so he waved for the bodyguards to take Song Xiuguang away.

At this moment, a servant suddenly ran over, his voice was a bit loud, he stumbled over and said excitedly: "Song...Mr. Song...dead...dead...dead!!!"

Zhang Jiu's heart tightened, and he died again? !

Zhang Jiu said, "Let's go down and have a look."

Duanmu Jinyang said: "It's raining too much, you can't go down, and you'll get gonorrhea in a while, and it's useless to use an umbrella in this kind of weather."

Duanmu Jinyang was still talking, when he heard the sound of "drizzling" suddenly disappeared. It was pouring rain just now, but the sky suddenly cleared up, and the sky was clear in an instant.

The sun at dusk came out, and the sky was suddenly blue.

Because it cleared up outside, and someone shouted to kill again, so the people in the guest room also went out to check the situation, Zhang Jiu and Duanmu Jinyang were also in the crowd, everyone went downstairs, and it happened that Song Yan followed the servant. rush forward.

The servant is a servant who cleans Song Yan's villa on a regular basis. Because Mr. Song is going to preside over the ceremony of moving the grave, he wants to come and clean it, but he finds something terrible.

Zhang Jiu was a little suspicious. In this way, he died in Song Yan's villa again.

And this matter is also related to Song Xiuguang.

Song Xiuguang ran out just now because he saw a dead man!

Song Xiuguang was drunk in the morning, and kept yelling and insulting Song Yan. Song Yan asked the bodyguards to take Song Xiuguang away and keep him in the room. During the time of the grave moving ceremony, the young master was not allowed to leave the room .

At that time, Song Xiuguang was very angry, yelling that Song Yan was not from the Song family at all, telling him to go away, and saying that his family's grave should not be moved by him.

But Song Xiuguang was just a famous patriarch, Song Yan turned around and left after speaking. There were many bodyguards of Song Yan standing inside and outside Song Xiuguang's villa.

Song Xiuguang felt even more angry. He was clearly under house arrest by Song Yan. Song Xiuguang's bodyguard advised Song Xiuguang not to confront Song Yan head-on. With big shares, Song Yan can decide the life and death of the Song family by speaking alone.

After the bodyguard persuaded Song Xiuguang and others to take over the Song family, it took only two days.

Song Xiuguang drank too much wine and soon fell asleep. In his dream, he was still thinking that he would take over the Song family, and then make Song Yan look good, drag him out to dismember the corpse and feed him to the dogs. Not from ear to ear.

However, when Song Xiuguang was having a sweet dream, he suddenly felt a "呵——" and something was sprayed on his face.

Song Xiuguang woke up immediately, and someone dared to disturb his sleep, and it was still a sweet dream!

Song Xiuguang sat up abruptly, and he heard the cry of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".

I am not in my room, not even in my villa. This is a narrow place, similar to a corridor in a basement. He was in front of a room, the door of that room was closed, and there was a faint scent from the inside.

And beside Song Xiuguang, one of his bodyguards was lying on the ground. The bodyguard's hands had already fallen off. It was the bodyguard's blood that sprayed on Song Xiuguang's face just now!

The bodyguard lost his hands and fell to the ground, but he didn't die immediately, but yelled frantically, "Master!!! Master, save me!!! Help!!! Ghost! Ghost!!! !"

Song Xiuguang was also so frightened that he didn't know what to do. First, one of his bodyguards died, and then his room was splashed with paint last night, and all the photos were "shattered". Song Xiuguang was still worried about the splash of paint. , thinking that Song Yan played a prank just to scare himself.

However, the things in front of him were too terrifying, and it was no longer a mischievous worry.

He was clearly in the room, but he woke up in a blink of an eye and was already at the door of the narrow basement somewhere. The bodyguard's hands were still in a pool of blood, and he kept yelling at himself, trying to touch him with his severed bloody wrist. Song Xiuguang.

Song Xiuguang was so frightened that he was completely destroyed. At this moment, there was something even scarier.

"Squeak--" There was a soft sound.

The door exuding a faint fragrance in front of Song Xiuguang and the bodyguards suddenly opened.

A stronger fragrance came out of the door, like sandalwood, accompanied by a cold air like an ice cellar, gushing out "whoosh--".

At the same time, the bodyguard yelled "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" again, then opened his eyes wide, and suddenly died of fright, "Boom!" and fell to the ground.

Song Xiuguang waited for the opened door, and a shadow in black clothes slowly walked out from inside, no, it should be said to float out!

Float out!

The shadow with disheveled hair and black paint on his face slowly raised his head and showed his face to Song Xiuguang. There was a slight smile on his face...

Song Xiuguang was so frightened that he got up and ran, rushing up from the basement, only to find that this villa was actually Song Yan's villa, and immediately rushed out of the villa, yelling as he rushed.

Song Xiuguang said: "Song Yan must kill me! Otherwise he locked me in the room, how could I wake up in his villa!? Song Yan wants to kill me!"

Song Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "I was at the grave-moving ceremony just now, and there was no way I could kill you."

Song Xiuguang said: "Damn!! You have so many bodyguards, just let someone do it!"

Song Xiuguang's yelling was ugly, and attracted many onlookers. They entered Song Yan's villa and quickly went down to the basement. The body of Song Xiuguang's bodyguard was still lying on the ground.

That scene was too bloody, the blood came out from the severed wrist "gurgling", and it was still bleeding continuously, the two severed hands fell into the pool of blood, the bodyguard's eyes were wide open, and the whole person showed extreme panic Panic state.

It should be said that apart from the severed hand, the bodyguard didn't have any wounds. The bodyguard was frightened to death before losing too much blood...

But the door that Song Xiuguang swore to be open just now happened to be completely closed.

Song Xiuguang said: "It must be you! It must be you! You locked the door! There must be something shady inside!"

Song Yan's face was ugly. He was still wet. He had just come down from the back mountain. Although he was soaked through, he didn't look embarrassed at all. His whole body exuded a cold air, as if Song Xiuguang had said something , touched Song Yan's reverse scale.

Looking at the corpse, Zhang Jiu suddenly felt numbness in his back. There was a faint fragrance coming from the door. As long as he smelled it, Zhang Jiu knew that it was the smell of rhinoceros horn. Zhang Jiu felt that the Yin Qi in his body surged inexplicably after taking a breath.

Duanmu Jinyang seemed to feel the abundant yin energy, and reached out to hold Zhang Jiu's hand, restraining the surging yin energy in Zhang Jiu's body with his own yang energy.

Song Xiuguang insisted on opening the door. Now that there were so many people, Song Xiuguang got excited and immediately rushed over and twisted the door, trying to push it open, but the strange thing was that the door was locked!

Song Xiuguang had clearly seen the door open before, so how could it be locked, and turning the doorknob hard twice was useless.

Song Xiuguang said: "It must be you! You must have locked it, open it for me! Open it!! There is a murderer hired by you inside!!"

Song Yan's face became even uglier, and he said: "There is a memorial tablet enshrined here, and there is no one else except the memorial tablet. The lock on the door needs the key and my iris to verify. It is impossible for anyone except myself Open this door."

Song Xiuguang immediately said: "Okay, okay! You admit it so quickly! Admit that you are the murderer!"

Song Xiuguang was messing around, and Song Yan had no choice but to take out a key, twist the door, and then unlock the iris lock, only to hear a "click", and the door slowly opened.

A scent of sandalwood rushed to his face, and the huge yin energy made Zhang Jiuyi tremble, not from fear, but from excitement. A bloodthirsty and violent breath came straight from Zhang Jiu's chest, which was too much. It's exciting.

In addition to being the Prison Master of Fengquan in Jiuquan Hell, Zhang Jiu also has the title of killing god. His nature is not gentle, but he has been restraining his inner restlessness. Jiu's blood was surging with excitement.

Duanmu Jinyang stretched out his hand to hold his hand, and passed a wave of yang energy. Zhang Jiu let out a "huh" in his throat, and then slowly calmed down, but the fragrance of rhino horns continued to stimulate Zhang Jiu's nerves.

Duanmu Jinyang didn't let Zhang Jiu follow into the room, the two stood at the outermost edge, Duanmu Jinyang said softly: "Little Jiu, are you okay?"

Zhang Jiu groaned several times in his voice, as if trying to restrain himself, the hand held by Duanmu Jinyang gently rubbed his fingers against Duanmu Jinyang's palm, chuckled, and said in a low voice: "Duanmu Sir, your palm is so warm...I really want to do it now..."

Duanmu Jinyang heard a "hum--" in his head, Zhang Jiu's eyes turned a little green, obviously because he was too deeply affected by the rhino horn fragrance, Zhang Jiu's breathing was a little short, and his voice was like a kitten Like barking, with a soft nasal sound, and a feeling of being coquettish, Duanmu Jinyang's sanity was about to fall short.

Duanmu Jinyang took a deep breath and said, "Good boy, will you go back later?"

The smell of rhino horns in the room is very strong, and the incense burner is always burning. The whole room is very empty. There is only one altar with a tablet on it, and there is a rectangular box behind the tablet. Apart from that, there is nothing in the whole room. You can see the bottom.

As soon as Song Xiuguang came in, he was startled immediately, because Song Xiuyun's name was written on the tablet.

What Song Xiuguang is most afraid of is that others will mention Song Xiuyun and compare him with him, and he just saw the door open and a man in black clothes come out, that man is Song Xiuyun!

Song Xiuguang said excitedly: "What memorial tablets are enshrined!? Doesn't my Song family have ancestral graves that can be sacrificed and swept away! You clearly have no good intentions! Take it down for me! Take it down! And what is behind it? ! Smash me too!"

Song Xiuguang actually wanted to tear down Song Xiuyun's tablet, probably because Song Xiuguang was greatly stimulated, like a lunatic, he strode over and was about to smash Song Xiuyun's tablet when he lifted it up.

Not to mention that there are so many guests watching, even if there is no one watching, if Song Xiuguang smashed the memorial tablet of the dead person, his reputation will plummet, and even the Song family will be pointed and gossiped.

Song Yan saw that he was going to move Song Xiuyun's tablet, and immediately rushed over to stop him. Song Xiuguang couldn't beat him at all, and he didn't have that much strength, let alone a hangover headache. He was so scared by the blood that he had no strength. He took the place in one fell swoop.

Song Xiuguang was thrown back several steps, "Boom!" hit the altar table, and the long box on the table fell to the ground with a "smack!!!" and immediately shattered, falling out of it. two things...

"Ho-"

"what!"

Whether it was the people in the room, or Zhang Jiu and Duanmu Jinyang outside the room, they all took a deep breath and looked at the thing that fell out of the box in shock...