Chapter 400 Long time no see, Yang Fan
Thinking of the past, Ma Bingliang couldn't help but curse Lian Rong madly.

If he hadn't held them back, the seven of them would have definitely returned safe and sound, and Chen Jiang wouldn't have died!
Now think about it, the evil ghost suddenly lost control. It must be because Lian Rong secretly planted the resentment of the Netherworld in that evil ghost, which caused him to lose control.

Before, they were all wondering why the resentment from the Netherworld Abyss suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Now it seems that they are all the stuff of that old bitch Lian Rong!
Yan Qing just listened to him scolding without saying anything, but he kept thinking about this matter in his mind. Lian Rong probably got the resentment of the Netherworld Abyss from that Time Tavern.

If Lian Rong can buy it, then naturally others can too.

His eyes gradually deepened, and Yan Qing's hands tapped the table again and again. Who was selling the resentment of the Netherworld behind the scenes?

"Uncle Master, who do you think helped Chen Jiang reincarnate?" Ma Bingliang asked without raising his head.

He was very happy that Chen Jiang was able to reincarnate, but he was also a little curious about who helped him reincarnate since he had clearly already died.

Ma Bingliang waited for a long time but Taoist Xuan Yue didn't reply to him. Instead, he heard a suspicious snoring sound.

Huh, huh, huh… Huh, huh, huh…

Ma Bingliang: “…”

……

Zhou family
Qiao Ci'an brought a quilt and a pillow and placed them at the door of Zhou You's room. She put the things down, made the arrangements, lay down, and closed her eyes happily.

Fan Qingyu was used to taking a look at the children's room before going to bed. There was only a cloakroom between her room and Zhou You's room.

The distance was very close. She was wearing a facial mask and had her head slightly raised. In addition, the light in the corridor was not strong, so she didn't pay attention to her feet and accidentally kicked a round, furry object.

"what!"

"Ah, it hurts!"

Screams and cries of pain rang out at the same time, and Qiao Ci'an quickly got up from the ground.

Fan Qingyu was so frightened that her hands were waving around, and the mask on her face flew off. She staggered back to the wall, and stood there in shock.

"What's wrong, wife?" Zhou Pengfei ran out of the room anxiously after hearing the noise.

"Master Qiao, what happened?"

Seeing Qiao Ci'an was there too, he asked her.

Qiao Ci'an smiled awkwardly, pointed at the quilt and pillow on the ground and said, "I'm sorry, I scared Mrs. Zhou."

Zhou Pengfei and his wife looked at the quilt and pillow on the ground, and then looked at Qiao Ci'an.

Taoist Priest, what are you doing?
"Well... what? I was afraid that something might happen to Zhou You, so I thought of guarding the door. As you know, the most important thing for us in this industry is after-sales service."

Zhou Pengfei and his wife: Is that so?

Qiao Ci'an nodded firmly, yes, that's it!

……

Yang Fan and his small team all live in Zhou's house.

It was late at night and everyone had gone to bed. The little white tiger was sleeping soundly beside Yang Fan as usual. He seemed to be dreaming about something delicious. There was a smile on his face and suspicious liquid hanging from the corners of his mouth.

Yang Fan was lying on his side with his back to the little white tiger, his eyes closed and his breathing steady, as if he had also fallen asleep.

The lights in the room were dim. A dark shadow slowly emerged from the darkness, hovering in the air, its eyes fixed on Yang Fan who was lying on the bed.

Time passed by minute by minute, and suddenly she flew towards Yang Fan quickly. The next second, two shadows, one black and one white, flew through the air and hit the wall heavily.

"You disturbed my sleep so late at night, are you looking for death?"

Yang Fan pinched her neck with one hand, his face full of dissatisfaction at being disturbed. If Xu Mao, Xiao Lin and the others were there, they would definitely recognize that this person was Qingqiu at a glance, but not her.

Qingqiu's mouth stretched to the back of her ears, and she instantly became another person, with black hair, cool red lips, and a beautiful beauty mole under her eyebrows.

Yang Fan's eyebrows twitched slightly. This ghost looked a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

'Qingqiu' lowered her head to glance at her chest. The lightning-struck wood was right there in her chest. She laughed softly, but the sound she made was like a man, hoarse and weird.

"Long time no see, Yang Fan."

This sentence was like the key to Pandora's box. In an instant, those memories that had been buried for hundreds of years flooded into Yang Fan's head like a tide.

"Yang Fan! You are a jinx! Everything has become like this because of you, go to hell!"

"It's all because of you that your parents died. Why didn't you die?"

"If they hadn't given birth to the child, this wouldn't have happened!"

……

"Monster! Burn this thing to death. If you burn it to death, the village will be saved!"

"The existence of that child is the biggest disaster in the world. Why are you still trying to save her?!"

……

"Yang Fan, look what delicious food Senior Brother brought you."

"Yang Fan, you're hiding there and being lazy again. I'm going to complain to the master."

"Yang Fan." "Yang Fan." "Yang Fan." ... "Junior Master!"

Nourishes—

Countless voices rang in her ears, painful, angry, hateful, fond... The noisy and sharp voices forced Yang Fan to subconsciously close his eyes, his expression concealing the pain, and his hand holding Qingqiu's neck trembled slightly.

Qingqiu seemed very satisfied with her, with the corners of his mouth rising, "Do you remember? If it weren't for me, you would have really died, just like that guy named Chen Jiang."

She emphasized the last sentence particularly strongly.

After saying this, the smile on her face became even wider, and she couldn't wait to see Yang Fan in even more pain.

Suddenly, the hand that was pinching her neck tightened, with greater force than before.

Yang Fan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and he said coldly, "Go ask for compensation from whoever you saved. I don't remember you doing anything for me."

"If it weren't for me, Chen Jiang would have completely disappeared," Qingqiu was a little disappointed with her reaction, "Shouldn't you thank me?"

"Leave your date of birth, and I'll have Qiao Ci'an burn something to thank you."

"..."

Qingqiu sneered, his face full of contempt and disdain, "You are still as useless as ever, a piece of trash who can do nothing but show off with a big mouth."

She seemed to want to provoke Yang Fan, but the latter was not only not irritated, but complained about her, "I don't know whether I am useless or not, but you are still as useless as ever, and your rotten mouth is not aggressive at all."

"Do you want me to enroll you in a class to learn how to speak? You've been hiding in dark places for a long time and you won't be able to do anything except scream."

A trace of anger flashed across Qingqiu's face, and his body instantly turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared from Yang Fan's hand. The lightning-struck wood fell freely, and Yang Fan quickly reached out to catch it.

Yang Fan picked up the lightning-struck wood and stood up. In an instant, the surroundings became eerily quiet, and the little white tiger's breathing disappeared.

Everything around seemed to be still and it became darker. Yang Fan looked up at the clock on the wall. At first glance, there was nothing wrong. The clock was moving, but only the second hand was moving. Neither the hour hand nor the minute hand moved.

demon!