Within the high wall, there are deep courtyards, rows of pavilions and houses, mountain shadows, and rugged rocks.
Thick branches surround the pavilion, and the first stain of rouge gradually blooms!
Although it has not yet entered summer, the spiritual lotuses in the lotus pond are already in full bloom. One by one, they stand among the mist and smoke, and the spiritual energy is overflowing and the fragrance fills the house.
In the waterside pavilion built against the pond, an old man in purple robe was sitting on a soft brocade couch.
Close your eyes and listen to the violinist's playing.
His right hand rested lightly on the railing, twisting a pill as smooth as jade between his fingers.
This spirit-accumulating pill, which was worth thirty points, was crushed bit by bit by the purple-robed old man, and fell into the pond, attracting colorful koi fish to fight for it, causing countless splashes of water.
Suddenly, the old man in purple robe suddenly opened his eyes.
The evil spirit loomed in his eyes.
As soon as his fingers loosened, the remaining half of the pill fell down.
A dragon-bearded black carp suddenly jumped out of the water, opened its mouth and swallowed the pill into its belly!
Zheng!
The violinist was caught by the sudden pressure and force. His fingers plucked the strings by mistake, but he played a random note.
Her beauty suddenly turned pale, and her pretty face turned pale.
The purple-robed old man smiled slightly: "Nothing, just go down."
If the violinist was granted amnesty, he quickly bowed and left.
Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. This kind-faced old man in purple robe is more terrifying than any tiger!
After the violinist left, the purple-robed old man's face gradually became gloomy.
He tapped his finger on the desk.
A capable man in green clothes quietly appeared: "Master."
The purple-robed old man said in a deep voice: "Something may have happened to Rong'er. Go find out the situation quickly!"
"besides…"
After a pause, he added: "Sell that cheap maid to Ruyifang."
The man in green bowed: "Yes."
The old man in purple robe closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and waved his hand: "Go."
He opened his eyes again, his eyes shining brightly.
It has been one hundred and fifty years since the Yin family entered Yunshan, and it has developed from a small family of seven Qi practitioners to the famous Zifu family today. Yin Honghui has put in countless efforts and efforts.
For the sake of his family, he even gave up his position as the powerful elder of the inner sect.
Under his control, the Yin family is also prospering.
Although the Yin family cannot be involved in all the business of earning spiritual stones in Yunshan City.
But one year's profit is more than enough to worship a real Jindan!
However, in the past two years, Yin Honghui felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the family's operation.
Many things are not as smooth as before.
Some transactions are not easy to do either.
Yin Honghui's pressure is increasing day by day.
But as a Master of the Purple Mansion who has experienced strong winds and waves, he can fully bear it.
However, the strong foreboding feeling just now made Yin Honghui almost break his defense!
"Daddy!"
At this moment, a beautiful woman in a green dress rushed along the corridor, her pretty face full of tears, and her sadness was beyond words.
Behind her was a thin, middle-aged man.
"Xixue..."
Yin Honghui just got up.
The beautiful woman in the green dress threw herself into his arms and cried loudly: "Rong'er, Rong'er's soul card is broken!"
Yin Honghui's vision went dark, and he subconsciously hugged the waist of the beautiful woman in the green dress.
"I see."
He said these three words with gritted teeth!
Everyone knows that Yin Derong is Yin Honghui’s most beloved grandson.
Now, the soul card of the seventh young master of the Yin family is broken!
Yin Honghui felt that his old face had been slapped hard, and the pain reached his bones.
"Dad, you must seek justice for Rong'er."
The beautiful woman in the green dress was extremely sad: "Rong'er is such a kind and sensible child, who could hurt him so cruelly!"
Seeing the beautiful woman in her arms with pear blossoms in her arms, Yin Derong felt extremely distressed.
He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on the other person's face, and said in a hateful voice: "Just wait, I will definitely avenge Rong'er and cut the murderer into pieces!"
The Master of Zi Mansion let go of the beautiful woman, stepped forward and slapped the timid middle-aged man in front of him on the face: "How do you take care of Rong'er? What a waste!"
The middle-aged man almost fainted from being slapped, and his face instantly swelled into a bull's head.
But he didn't dare to argue out loud.
Seeing his son's useless appearance, Yin Derong was extremely disgusted: "Get out!"
If this son hadn't married a good wife.
He had long ago driven the other party out of the Yin family and left him to fend for himself.
After comforting the beautiful woman in the green dress for a few words, Yin Derong hurriedly left the Yin Mansion.
Board the six-horse carriage waiting at the door.
The carriage quickly left Yunshan City and headed north along the Chi Road, speeding up continuously.
On the way, Yin Derong received a falcon letter.
His face became even gloomier!
After running at high speed for almost two hundred miles, Yin Derong took out a smoke-laden magic weapon and threw it into the air.
He jumped up, stepped on the magic weapon, flew through the clouds and mist, and flew towards a towering mountain peak in the distance.
After burning a stick of incense, Yin Derong landed in front of an elegant courtyard at the top of the mountain.
He bowed solemnly: "Senior brother Zhuge, Derong took the liberty of coming to visit, please forgive me!"
The wooden door in front opened automatically with a "squeak" sound.
In the courtyard, under the peach blossom tree, a gray-robed monk with gray temples was playing chess alone.
He held Heizi in his hand and raised his head, showing a half-smile but not a smile: "Junior Brother Yin, you are really a rare guest."
"I'm so busy with worldly affairs that I can't help myself."
Yin Derong stepped into the courtyard with a wry smile, sat down opposite the gray-robed monk, and said bluntly: "Senior Brother Zhuge, my grandson was just killed, and the murderer is missing. Please help me figure it out!"
The gray-robed monk in front of me may seem ordinary, but he is one of the very few masters of the Zi Mansion in the Yunyang Sect who has mastered the art of heavenly secrets!
The art of tracing the cause and effect of Tianji is extremely mysterious.
If it is used to trace the clues of the murderer, the closer the time of the crime, the higher the accuracy of the calculation.
This is why Yin Derong hurried to the inner door to find him.
Revenge for your grandson is only one of them, maintaining the honor and dignity of the Yin family is even more important.
Otherwise, if the matter spreads, Yin will become a laughing stock!
After hearing this, Senior Brother Zhuge immediately shook his head: "Sorry, I have stopped helping people calculate the secrets of heaven a long time ago."
The Heavenly Mystery Technique is very powerful, but it requires cultivation and lifespan as the price for its use.
How could he agree?
Yin Derong was already prepared and took out a storage bag and handed it over: "Senior brother, I'm sorry to trouble you!"
Senior Brother Zhuge took it and opened it nonchalantly.
At first glance, I was shocked!
His expression changed, and he sighed: "Come on, I'll just help you once!"
I really want to refuse.
However, the other party gave too much!
Yin Derong handed over another jade pendant: "There is a breath of my grandson in it."
Senior Brother Zhuge was very straightforward, took the jade pendant and placed it on the Tianji chessboard in front of him.
This chessboard is round on the outside and square on the inside, with 361 black and white chess pieces inside, each of which is a carefully refined magical weapon.
The chessboard itself is a second-level spiritual weapon!
When Brother Zhuge injected his magic power, hundreds of chess pieces on the chessboard suddenly glowed faintly.
The jade pendant starts to shift automatically around the plate.
Faintly showing the shape of real seal runes.
Senior Brother Zhuge looked at the Tianji Disk with a bright light in his eyes.
Suddenly, a look of shock and fear appeared on his face, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
"puff!"
The next moment, the Zifu monk opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of blood.
He raised his hand tremblingly, pointed at Yin Derong opposite and hissed: "He, he..."
Yin Derong was already stunned: "What?"
Senior Brother Zhuge vomited blood again.
His hair turned completely white in an instant, and he seemed to have aged dozens of years.
With a surge of grief and anger in his chest, Senior Brother Zhuge finally shouted out his feelings to Yin Derong.