After breaking off the marriage, my ancestors became my golden fingers

The long-tongued ghost floated behind Chen Yun, and quickly explained while following him:

"Twenty years ago, Feng's wrong parents were still working in the Special Operations Team of the Special Investigation Bureau headquarters. At that time, Feng's family's family heirloom, besides the Heavenly Master Sword, also had a ghost seal, which could be borrowed from the King of Hades in Fengdu, because Too evil to use only in emergencies."

"That year, they happened to be sent to Yunnan Province to carry out a major mission. As a result, something happened when they were using the ghost seal, and the ghost seal got out of control."

"At that time, including the wrong parents, more than 3000 people died."

"Why it got out of control is still an unsolved case, but the wrong parents were quickly identified as super-dangerous personnel. That area is still sealed by the Special Bureau and listed as one of the top ten restricted areas."

The long-tongued ghost let out a long sigh: "Mr. Feng vomited blood on the spot when he heard the news. He became ill and moved away from Fengdu. He swore that he would never accept disciples again in his life. Even the ghost seal was confiscated. That's when the Feng family began to decline. "

Chen Yun: "Is this related to Song Yan?"

"Song Jing'er's father was the director of the logistics department of the Yunnan Provincial Special Investigation Bureau at the time. That incident was too big, and it became the biggest stain on his resume, and his official career was ruined."

Chen Yun understood that Song Yan was here to find fault for his father.

They walked to the front yard and said with a long tongue: "I quickly hid. If Song Jinger finds out that the Feng family takes us in, they will definitely make a big fuss again."

Chen Yun stopped and looked at the ghost beside him—no, it's called Su Dong now.

Su Dong was still as dead as before Taishan collapsed without blinking his eyelashes: "They can't see me."

Chen Yun nodded, that's fine.

In the front yard, Song Yan and Feng Buduo are still confronting each other.

Feng Butong has never been short-tempered. He looks gentle and easy to bully, so he almost has the word "counseling" engraved on his face.

However, at this moment, his eyes were red, the veins on his forehead were bulging, he was panting, his right hand was clenching behind his back, his fingers were trembling.

Song Yan waited for him to make a move, and he made a big mistake, secretly smiled with disdain, pushed his eyes, and said in a leisurely way:

"What? You want to use the ghost control technique on me? Your parents killed more than 3000 people back then, and now there are only 30 to [-] people present. Is it enough for you to kill?"

Feng Bugui's expression suddenly disappeared, and he slowly released the seal while trembling.

"Am I right? Didn't your Feng family have been dissatisfied with the Special Investigation Bureau and the country for a long time? You secretly recruit disciples, who knows what you are planning behind the scenes. Guiding ghosts is a heretic of evil spirits. The word "sneaky" is used It's really appropriate to describe the people of your Feng family..."

Suddenly, a lazy voice came from behind him: "It's really not as bright and aboveboard as you guys breaking into private houses."

Song Yan turned his head and saw a young man in a black long-sleeved T-shirt and overalls coming out of the house.

The man's skin was almost transparent in the sun, and the wet black hair on his forehead was all brushed up. His beautiful and sharp facial features were unobstructed, which made people dare not look directly at them.

He has long hands and long legs, and he is a walking clothes rack. He dressed the T-shirt on his body that was bought for ten yuan on the street and was about to be torn. I'm shooting a reality show.

While Song Yan was still in a daze, Chen Yun took over the search warrant in his hand, glanced at it, squinted his eyes, and flicked his index finger lightly on the paper.

"Look for the disciple of the Feng family who has just formed alchemy?"

He glanced outside the courtyard: "Look outside, there are none here."

Song Yan came back to his senses, clearly felt Chen Yun's aura that had just formed an alchemy, waved his hands and sneered: "Catch him, this is the person!"

Chen Yun spread his hands and did not resist, but said: "Wait a minute, Captain Song, what will you say if you arrest the wrong person?"

"Caught wrong?" Song Yan: "The evidence is solid, do you want to say that you have not formed a pill? Do you think I am blind?"

Chen Yun smiled, with a dangerous air: "It's hard to say whether you're blind or not. After all, I'm obviously not a disciple of the Feng family, and I've been told I'm right. Where can I reason?"

Different schools have different inheritance methods, and they can pass the technical inspection. This point can never be faked.

Song Yan thought for a while: "If you have any questions, go back to the bureau to investigate, and it will be clear."

Chen Yun: "That can't be done. You have to have solid evidence to arrest people, right? If you go back to the bureau, I will be locked up at that time. It will be all your people. Wouldn't it be up to you to arrange?"

This was indeed Song Yan's plan, but he didn't expect that Chen Yun, who had rich experience in this area and was very clear about it, would explain his little thoughts in one word.

Li Zhaoliang took the opportunity to say: "The colleagues from the technical department are here, they can inspect immediately."

Song Yan thought in his heart that there must be a master in the inheritance of exercises, and it is impossible for a person with no background and no sect to appear out of thin air.What's more, the time of alchemy is the most dangerous time, if you don't see people from the master's sect to protect you, but there is something wrong with you, there is absolutely no possibility that it is not from the Feng family, this person looks very evil, maybe he is cheating on me?

He waved his hand and motioned for the people from the technical department to check.

A person from the technical department stepped forward, and Chen Yun meekly asked the person to check on the condition of the spirit veins, and even took the time to turn around and smile at Song Yan.There was a bright irony and provocation in that smile, which was so bright and piercing.

Young master Song usually only shows up on important missions, and he has seen many difficult monsters and ghosts, but he has never seen such troublesome people, and his blood pressure is so high.

The people from the technical department backed away, gave Song Yan an embarrassed look, and said, "Uh... this... the captain."

He euphemistically said: "It seems, it seems, it is indeed not the Feng family's exercise."

Not only is it not, but it looks a bit strange, as if it is unheard of...

Song Yan suppressed his anger, and said in a deep voice: "Get out of the way, I will see for myself!"

At this time, Su Dong, who was floating beside him, said in a voice that only Chen Yun could hear: "Hunyuan faction, Song family."

While Song Yan's hand was on Chen Yun's wrist, Su Dong also put his hand on Chen Yun's shoulder, turning into a brilliance that no one could see.

A familiar trend of spiritual power blatantly directed towards Song Yan's hands, Song Yan's expression changed suddenly as if he had touched a hot iron, and he let go in shock.

Song Yan: "..."

what happened?Damn, isn't this the Song family's skill? !

He lowered his voice to the lowest and squeezed out his teeth: "How do you know my family's exercises?"

Chen Yun pressed his eyebrows, looked at him wildly, and blew a hooligan whistle lightly: "Come here, I'll tell you."

The two got very close, Chen Yun pressed close to Song Yan's ear, breathed warm breath in his ear, and said softly: "Because... I am your father."

Song Yan's ears were red and he stared angrily, wishing he could eat Chen Yun alive.

However, at the next moment, the spiritual power guided in Chen Yun's body suddenly changed, becoming the Gu family, Xie family, and Duan family... Later, Song Yan's reaction speed couldn't even keep up with the change speed of the spiritual power trend!

Song Yan was so shocked that his mind went blank this time, his face turned pale, he shook off Chen Yun's hand, and took three steps back: "You...what kind of monster are you? Who is it that taught you the exercises?"

Chen Yun slanted his finger behind him.

He was referring to the ghost behind him, with a hand on his shoulder.

However, Su Dong was already taller than ordinary people, and he was always floating, so he was taller. Everyone couldn't see Su Dong, and looked up along Chen Yun's fingers, they could only see the blue sky above their heads.

Chen Yun: "Did you see it?"

Everyone shook their heads in bewilderment.

Chen Yun smiled slightly and said, "I don't have a master. My master is heaven, the way, the fucking way of heaven! If you have an opinion, come and test it?"

He's not wrong to say that.Because in his sympathetic memory, this exercise was originally created by Su Dong himself after he realized the Dao of Heaven and Earth.His alchemy originated from this memory, isn't it the same as enlightenment from the way of heaven?

Song Yan finally understood that this person was playing tricks on him.

Thousands of years ago, talented people emerged in large numbers, and many family inheritances have been dissipated. This person's skills are so peculiar, there is a high probability that he is a descendant of a hidden family thousands of years ago.

No wonder they are so close to families like the Feng family, it seems that they really don't know anything about the current Taoist situation.

He swallowed this breath forcefully, thinking that there will always be a bad day for you, he turned around and waved to the action group: "Go!"

Chen Yun said: "Wait a minute, are you allowed to go?"

Song Yan still wanted to listen to him, but just hearing the yin and yang tones gave him a heart attack, and he took even bigger steps.

However, Song Yan is usually domineering and domineering, and today it is rare to be deflated. Li Zhaoliang felt more comfortable watching the movie than ever before, and his fatigue was swept away. , the people still have something to say, they have to listen to what they have to say. Smile and enforce the law, Captain Song!"

Chen Yun shook his thin white wrist like a beckoning cat: "Look, I'm a good citizen, it's fine if I was slandered by you, and I was injured, does this count as violent law enforcement? You have to give me an explanation, right? "

When Li Zhaoliang saw it, his face paled in shock: "Ah, it hurts so badly!"

As soon as Song Yan turned his head, he fell into the trap.

There was indeed a faint bruise on Chen Yun's wrist, probably because Chen Yun accidentally pinched it when he wanted to be his verbal father, but it was definitely not that serious!

It was clearly a problem with his own thin skin and tender flesh!

Song Yanhen, although the Special Investigation Bureau stipulates that the recording instrument must be worn, but he never wears it because no one dares to check it. Now he has no choice but to sue Chen Yun instead!

Chen Yun stretched out two more fingers: "Secondly, you break into private houses."

Song Yan sneered: "The search and arrest warrant is still in your hand, didn't you see it?"

Chen Yun: "I see, it says to search Feng's house. But I'm sorry, please turn right when you go out to see the house number. This is No. 16, Nanping Street, Chen's house, not No. 15."

Everyone was silent.

Holy crap, it does.

What they usually search for are ghosts, monsters, monsters, where can they be specific, just click on a locator and it's over, and they have no experience of being appealed by monsters. They can't play at all. , Chen Yun, who is "like a family" with the local police.

Chen Yun skillfully took out her mobile phone, shook the number under the search warrant, and asked, "Is this the number of the General Administration?"

He heard someone gasp and whispered, "That's the office number of the second head of the Gu family, the Supervision Department of the General Administration."

When Chen Yun heard the word "Gu family", his heart moved, but his face remained calm: "Your law enforcement is improper, I want to complain."

Song Yan took a deep breath: "What exactly do you want?"

Chen Yun raised her eyebrows: "I want you to apologize."

He said apologizing, but his body turned to the side of Feng Buwei. It was obvious that the person he wanted Song Yan to apologize to was not him, but Feng Buwei.

Feng Bugui didn't expect Chen Yun's last request to be this, so he was taken aback.

With complicated emotions in his eyes, he struggled for a long time, finally calmed down, and whispered to Chen Yun: "Forget it, just let him apologize to you. There are some things...he is right."

Chen Yun held Feng's wrong shoulder, made him stand up straight, faced Song Yan, and raised his eyes to Song Yan, with threats in his eyes: "Apologize, or I will call right away."

Song Yan gritted his teeth, and said, "I'm sorry." Then he turned and left.

The rest of the action team didn't dare to stay. They were afraid that if they stayed for a second longer, Young Master Song would take revenge on them when he returned. They rushed out of the yard one after another, probably leaving a psychological shadow on the entire Nanping Street.

Chen Yun looked at Song Yan's back, and said loudly in a voice that everyone could still hear:

"If the Feng family has done something wrong, the victim, the victim's family, and even the Dao of Heaven are naturally entitled to punishment. But you, your father, and you people from the Special Investigation Bureau are not worthy of it!"

Outside the Chen family's courtyard, Mr. Feng had been standing at the door for a long time, leaning on crutches.

He originally swore that he would never see anyone from the Special Investigation Bureau again in his life, but he was prepared just now, and if things got out of control, he would immediately go in and stop them.

Unexpectedly, I waited for such a sentence.

He raised his head, and a trace of tears flashed in his old and cloudy eyes, reflecting the azure sky, white clouds and gray dogs.

It really has been 20 years.

Song Yan and the mermaids from the Special Investigation Bureau rushed out of the door, just in time to meet Mr. Feng.

Old man Feng leaned on his stick, didn't move, didn't give way, and stood guard in the middle of the door.

In the silent but majestic momentum, he is like a statue of a patron saint who has washed away the rust and mottled, showing the steel and iron bones.

Everyone lowered their heads subconsciously, and Moses walked sideways on both sides of Mr. Feng like dividing the sea, and left in despair.

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