This man is Yang Yulong's grandfather, and he is also the most powerful figure in the Yang family - Lord Yang Bao.
"Didn't I tell you not to come to the west wing? Why didn't you listen?" Lord Yang scolded.
Yang Yulong's face darkened and he said: "Grandpa, I didn't come to the West Wing on purpose. It was mainly because someone told me that Yang Kun was secretly practicing our Yang Clan's Xuanxin Jue, so I came here to find out the truth. Unexpectedly, this
It’s true, Yang Kun really secretly practiced the Xuanxin Jue.”
Upon hearing this, Master Yang's expression changed. He turned sideways and looked at Yang Kun. His sharp eyes fell on the black totem on Yang Kun's abdomen, and he said coldly: "Is this really the case?"
Yang Kun turned over and sat up, snorted dissatisfied, and said: "I was also born in Yangjiabao, and I live in Yangjiabao. My surname is also Yang. Logically, I am also a member of Yangjiabao. The entire Yangjiabao
There are more than a thousand people up and down, and they can practice Xuanxin Jue, but I am not allowed to practice it, why is this?"
Fort Master Yang was stunned for a while when he was asked this question. He didn't know anything. He just sighed and looked into the distance without answering Yang Kun's question.
Yang Yulong said: "Let me tell you why, because you are not worthy of being a member of the Yang family. You are a waste, a useless waste who only eats, drinks and poops. Even if you are allowed to practice Xuanxin Jue, you
If you can’t learn it, just give up on this idea, you’re a useless snack!”
Fort Master Yang seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. He glared at Yang Yulong and said, "Okay, enough is enough. You have to let people live and be forgiving. Don't push people too hard. Dogs will jump over the wall when they are angry.
Not to mention a human being." After saying that, he walked up to Yang Kun and stretched out his hand to pull Yang Kun up.
Yang Kun shook off Lord Yang's hand and stood up on his own.
Lord Yang was stunned for a moment, then he pretended to smile and said, "Tell me, who taught you this Xuanxin Jue?"
Yang Kun turned his face to the other side and muttered: "These two grandfathers and grandsons are really a family. Even their shameless smiles are so surprisingly similar. You old fox, even if you beat me to death, you won't tell you."
Who taught me the Xuanxin Jue? Also, for everything I have endured today, sooner or later I will pay you back twice as much."
"Actually, I know who it is even if you don't tell me."
Fort Master Yang's face darkened, his pale white hair was calm, and he continued: "I'm warning you one last time, you are not allowed to practice Xuanxin Jue. If it happens again, I will secretly pass it on to you along with the
Anyone who practices this technique will be slapped to death." After saying that, he waved his sleeves and walked away.
Yang Yulong patted the black totem on Yang Kun's belly, then made a face, and said with a smile: "I'll slap you to death, haha!", and then followed behind Lord Yang and left.
The west wing courtyard.
In the hazy night, Yang Kun's burning eyes stared at the backs of the old man and the young man, and squeezed out a few words from the corner of his mouth: "I will not be a human being unless I take revenge!", and then staggered.
Went into the house.
"Gululu~"
Yang Kun rubbed his unsatisfied belly, looked at the faint light coming from the direction of the dining hall outside the window, and immediately took a plan to heart.
Eat secretly!
Yang Kun took out a wrinkled black cloak from under the pillow, then quickly put it on his body, then gently opened the door, swayed, and slipped out.
In the kitchen of Yangjiabao Dining Hall...
A black figure flashed and slipped into the kitchen, and soon there was the sound of stirring pots of rice.
"Holy shit, why are they all vegetarian soups and vegetables? There's not a single bit of meat left."
From the scolding, it can be concluded that this person is Yang Kun. With the faint moon shadow, he was flipping quickly in the kitchen. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he said happily: "Meat buns?"
He grabbed a bun from the steamer with one hand, squatted in the corner and ate it with relish.
"There is a thief. Come quickly and catch the thief."
I don't know who shouted, and suddenly, there was a burst of noisy footsteps and voices outside the house.
"Huh? Found out?"
Yang Kun suddenly stood up, secretly thinking that if he was caught, he would definitely be dead, so he quickly threw away the half-eaten bun in his hand, opened the door and ran out.
"Pfft~ Oops"
As soon as Yang Kun opened the door, he threw himself into the arms of a person. When he looked up, he saw the person in front of him wearing a gray robe and looking like an old man. His body was hunched, and the cloak on his head was completely intact.
The man's face was covered and his appearance could not be seen clearly. Yang Kun felt that this man was very sinister and did not look like a good person. A chill came over him and he subconsciously took two steps back.
The man was obviously stunned. He didn't expect that there would be anyone in this room. He glanced at Yang Kun, and then swung the foot-long dagger in his hand to stab Yang Kun.
Yang Kun jumped away quickly and said, "You just stole two buns. Are you going to take my life?"
When the old man in gray robe heard this, he was stunned again, and then he understood something, and then he burst into laughter. The laughter was very hoarse and vicissitudes of life, it was even worse and more terrifying than the howling of ghosts and wolves.
The old man in gray clothes grabbed Yang Kun with his withered fingers and said: "It turns out that you are also a thief. Considering that we are colleagues, I will not kill you." After that, he put away the dagger in his hand and jumped down.
He jumped onto the roof of the dining hall and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
"What an amazing Qing Gong! No wonder you dare to come to Yangjiapu to steal things. It seems that if you want to be a thief, you must practice Qing Gong well!" Yang Kun looked at the direction in which the old man in gray clothes disappeared and couldn't help but admire.
"Follow me quickly. I saw that man heading this way. He shouldn't have gone far yet." The sound of arresting thieves not far away was getting closer and closer.
When Yang Kun came to his senses, he saw a group of people staring at him.
"So you are a thief." This voice was so familiar and disgusting. A man walked out of the crowd. He was dressed in white clothes and had a mole between his eyebrows that was so conspicuous even at night. Even
Late at night, Yang Kun recognized at a glance that this person was Yang Yulong who had just beaten him half to death.
Yang Kun rolled his eyes at Yang Yulong and was too lazy to argue with him, and he did steal something.
"Haha, you don't have anything to say now. Come on, give me a beating. I hate thieves the most, and I believe you all do too. Give me a good beating. Give him a good education.", Yang Yulong's words.
As soon as he finished speaking, several people rushed up, surrounded Yang Kun, and then violently beat Yang Kun to the ground.
"Okay, don't beat him to death yet, drag him to the main hall and let the old man examine the whereabouts of his elixir. Otherwise, the old man will be unhappy."