Chapter 401 What are you doing?

Yang Fan's eyes were sharp and he held the lightning-struck wood tightly in his hand. Suddenly, countless black mist balls popped out from the darkness and smashed towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan quickly drew a talisman and flew it in front of her to block the attack of the black fog ball. At the same time, she quickly drew several talismans and set up a formation. The golden light formation surrounded her in the middle.

Countless golden talismans appeared in the talisman array and kept flying towards the black fog ball. The black fog ball was shattered the moment it came into contact with the golden talismans.

Yang Fan stood in the talisman formation, his face grim, "Since you are here, don't even think about going back safely."

He threw the lightning-struck wood in his hand upwards and hung it high above the talisman formation. Several sky thunder talismans flew into the air and surrounded the lightning-struck wood with thunder and lightning.

Yang Fan quickly made hand gestures, and the spiritual energy around him surged. Several axes as powerful as lightning struck the sky and chopped down in all directions, leaving ruins wherever they passed.

Click click click.

There was a sound like glass breaking, and the ghost den was collapsing.

The claw hidden in the darkness, seeing that the situation was not right, hastily withdrew, but was grabbed by two lightnings like a chain, pulling it out, but only one claw was pulled out, and the black claw was instantly swallowed by the lightning.

In less than three minutes, everything around returned to calm. Yang Fan was still standing in the room, and the little white tiger's snoring could be heard.

Under the light and shadow, her shadow was long and slender. She stood there for a long time without moving. The lightning-struck wood in the air lost its support and fell at her feet. After a long time, a sneer was heard in the quiet room.

"My death is not a cowardly one."

……

In the underworld, Yu Xiu and several ghosts were playing mahjong. There were seven ghosts, so they could only fit on one table. The remaining three ghosts could only wait on the sidelines to see who lost before they could join the game.

This time, Yu Xiu lost again. When he was replaced, he sighed helplessly, "If Senior Brother Huaiyu was here, we could just put together two tables."

The sixth brother, An Runnian, who was replaced, sneered, "Even if the second brother comes down, you are still destined to lose."

The other two ghosts who were waiting nodded in agreement. Yu Xiu was not good at playing but loved to play. As soon as he sat at the table, they knew who would lose the game.

Yu Xiu: “…”

"Have you prepared Second Brother's birthday present?" Yu Xiu pursed his lips and decisively changed the subject.

"They must be prepared," Cheng Qian said as he drew the cards. "The second brother pays the most attention to his birthday. If you don't give him a gift, he will definitely come to make trouble."

The other ghosts nodded in agreement.

Yu Xiu asked, "So what have you prepared?"

I have to prepare gifts for him every year, but after so long, he feels like he has given me everything and doesn’t know what to prepare for him.

On this issue, they all remained silent in tacit understanding. This issue was also a headache for them.

Ning Wenshan looked at his sure-win hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised but quickly retracted, "Celebrating the second child's birthday is just a token of our thoughts, we shouldn't get too hung up on it..."

When he reached out to touch the next card, the card he was holding suddenly broke for no reason.

In an instant, the whole room fell silent. All the ghosts looked at the broken piece of mahjong, and their faces changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It’s broken, something happened!

……

In Sanqing Palace, someone who was being complained about was enjoying a meal alone in his room. While eating, he sighed, "This generation of disciples must be filial. This cake is really delicious."

He ate the pastries in the box piece by piece until the last piece. He didn't know if he picked up the pastry with too much force or if it was a problem with the pastry itself, but the moment he picked it up, the pastry broke into several pieces and fell onto the plate.

The dim light was particularly dazzling on the plate, and his eyes gradually darkened as he looked at the pastry.

...The next day, Xu Mao got up early to do morning exercises.

He tiptoed down from the third floor and saw Qiao Ci'an sleeping at Zhou You's door, feeling filled with emotion.

The world is unfair, but fortunately the master and disciple were able to reunite in this way.

He stood there for a while and then continued to go downstairs. At this time, the Zhou family members had not yet woken up, but the servants had already gotten up and started a busy day of work.

He went downstairs, walked through the living room and went outside, when suddenly he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

Xu Mao turned around in surprise.

Good guy!
The old men who had just parted yesterday all appeared in Zhou You's living room.

He looked at them blankly, and the first thing he said was, "Master, why are you here? Who is going to look after the orchard of our ancestor?"

Several old men rolled their eyes at the same time. They must have come here to arrange the work in the orchard if they asked this question.

At this time, a girl in sportswear walked past Xu Mao holding a tray. She walked over and placed the tea cups on the tray in front of the old men one by one.

Xu Mao looked at the girl and said in surprise, "Senior Sister Qingqiu, you got up so early!"

He thought he got up early enough, but he didn't expect that Senior Sister Qingqiu got up even earlier than him.

Qingqiu smiled at him politely but awkwardly, "Sorry, Junior Brother, it's not that she got up early, it's that she didn't sleep all night."

Xu Mao looked at her and felt inexplicably strange. He was confused. Why did this senior sister look different today than yesterday?

……

In Yang Fan's room on the third floor, the little white tiger's snoring could be heard one after another.

A figure in black appeared right opposite the bed. He looked at the bulge on the bed and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Finally he got the chance.

He took a step forward, stopped, and then took it back, then took a step forward and then took it back, repeating this many times. A somewhat conflicted look appeared on his face, as if he felt that it was not polite to suddenly appear in a girl's room like this.

After thinking for a moment, he turned his palm over and suddenly there was a gong and drum in his hand.

He put what he was holding in his hands on the table beside him, held the drum in one hand and the mallet in the other, and smiled cunningly.

He raised his hands high, and just as the gongs and drums were about to be struck, a plaintive voice suddenly sounded from behind him, "What are you doing?"

!!!

Qi Ming turned around suddenly and was caught off guard by a pair of numb and empty eyes. The owner of those eyes had disheveled hair, a pale face, and an abnormal dark blue color in his eyes.

She stared at him intently, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Qi Mingxin missed a beat and his cheeks twitched involuntarily.

Family members, what is it like to be caught doing something bad?
……

Qi Ming was indeed a ghost who had lived for a long time. He quickly put away the gongs and drums in his hands, pointed at the things he had just put on the table and said, "I brought you some food when I came here. Do you want to eat it now?"

"Minced meat mixed with noodles and add more meat. I also gave you braised pig's trotters, chicken feet, and fried eggs... It won't taste good if it gets cold."

With each kind of food he mentioned, the complexion of the person in front of him gradually brightened and his eyes sparkled.

Sorry, my dears, I was delayed by something in the morning, so the update is a little late.

The temperature has changed recently, my dears, please take care of your health. I love you~