Who is still a serious fox monster these days

Chapter 12 Noisy
Under the dim light of the lantern, the Yan family conference hall seemed a bit crowded.

After all, it has been passed down for generations, and the house is full of descendants from generation to generation, and the population is so prosperous that it is almost exaggerated.

It's just that there are too many people, so there are some extravagant people.

Called late at night, some people were already dissatisfied.

At this time, we have to wait here. We don’t even know how long it will take, but someone starts to complain.

"Mom, I want to go back to sleep, it's crowded and hot, there's not even a place to sit."

"How long do we have to wait? Can the fairy master do it?"

"I think the Patriarch and the others are also in a daze. My Yan family has a big business. What should I do under the guidance of an outsider?"

"Amitabha."

Juehui announced the Buddha's name, with a somewhat concentrated effect in his voice.

The restless crowd was quiet for a moment, but soon became noisy again.

After all, what Juehui cultivates is the Vajra with Wrathful Eyes, not the Great Mercy and Great Compassion Mantra.

Juehui shook his head and sighed, and when he was about to drink with King Kong's angry eyes, Yan Zijian shouted:

"What are you arguing about? Both Thirteenth Uncle and Sixteenth Uncle have had accidents. If any of you are not afraid, leave now. No one will stop you."

Yan Ziqiang couldn't bear it, and wanted to persuade him, but Yan Zijian held him back and shook his head:
"Don't worry about it. There are many people with mixed thoughts. There are many people who want to replace our room as the leader. If they don't believe it, let them go."

Yan Ziqiang sighed and didn't make another sound.

After Yan Zijian scolded, the conference hall finally became quiet.

But not long after, a scream came from the side hall.

"My son! My son!"

Cries and shouts followed, causing a commotion.

Yan Zijian was there, sitting on a chair with his eyes closed, while Yan Ziqiang shook his head and sighed.

After a while, a woman cried and pushed away the crowd, came to the two brothers Yan Zijian and cried:
"Yan Lao Er, Yan Lao San, look who you invited. Before they came, we were living in peace. Once they came, your Thirteenth Uncle and Sixteenth Uncle's family suffered. Now even you My younger brother is gone too!"

Yan Zijian opened his eyes, stared at the woman and said, "Aunt Ten, are you blaming us?"

The woman didn't know whether she was already tough, or she was heartbroken after her son died, so she said at this moment:
"If you don't blame me, who do you blame?! I don't care, someone must pay for my son's life tonight!"

"Aunt Ten, you..."

Yan Ziqiang wanted to comfort him, but Yan Zijian interrupted:

"Pay for your life? Did Master Hu not make it clear before he left, or did I not make it clear just now? Walk out of this hall, and if you die, don't blame others for being unable to protect you! Idiots!"

"you!"

Aunt Yan was speechless after being scolded back, her chest heaved rapidly in anger, and finally she sat down on the ground and cried:

"Master, you died early, so you can't see what your second nephew has become. The youngest son is gone, and he still scolds us for being stupid. I'm not going to live anymore! It's meaningless for me to live alone!"

This Aunt Yan was swearing and swearing in the street, and she wanted to die, and many people immediately condemned Yan Zijian.

"Second Master, Tenth Aunt just died of her son after all, so what you said is a bit too much."

"Yes, Second Master, although the youngest walked out by himself, it can't be entirely his fault. It's crowded and hot, and everyone wants to leave."

"I think what Aunt Ten is saying makes sense. Before your master's family doesn't invite these people back, even if something happens to my Yan family, it will only be one at a time. It's because you invited these people back that these things happened."

Juehui frowned slightly, and shouted like a diamond with angry eyes:
"Wait, why did you come here? Benefactor Hu has already said, don't leave this hall, you won't be able to protect you if you go out!"

The angry shout, which has the effect of suppressing inner demons, echoed in the conference hall, making everyone's ears buzzing.

The tenth Aunt Yan who was spitting on the ground was the first to recover, pointing at Juehui and cursing:

"You monk will bully us, if you have the ability, why didn't you save my son just now?!"

As soon as this remark came out, the other Yan family members also came back to their senses and cursed:
"That's right, what's the point of yelling at us? You have the ability to deal with that thing!"

"What kind of bullshit master? He couldn't save people even if they died in front of him just now, and now he has the nerve to speak out."

"Why is this person yelling at us? Get out of my Yan's house!"

The conference hall became more and more noisy, and you could hear the veins on Juehui's forehead twitching.

But in the end he just put his palms together, and after chanting the Buddha's name, he stopped uttering.

Yan Zijian snorted coldly, stood up and said:

"Brother is not here at the moment, I will act as the head of the family temporarily, third child, please ask for family law!"

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"For your Yan family's business, I will live forever and never be reborn. Why do you want someone to deal with me?"

In the Yan family ancestral hall, Yan listened to the woman in the black skirt questioning her, and said with a frown:

"Because your appetite becomes bigger, the frequency of eating people becomes faster, and the objects you eat are getting younger and younger."

"I bless your Yan family with a full house of descendants, rich and powerful, what effect does eating have?"

"The impact is not big now, but how do I know if you will eat faster and faster?"

"Because of your uncertain guess, the Yan family's family fortune will be ruined. Are you worthy of the Yan family's ancestors?"

"If you don't care about this matter, I will confess to my ancestors after I die."

As soon as these words came out, the woman in the black skirt knew that Yan had made up her mind to eradicate her by herself, so she immediately said with a sinister smile:

"All your ancestors have been swallowed by me. Where are you going to accuse them? In my stomach?"

As she said that, the woman's hair soared, and she quickly wrapped herself around Yan Zizi.

Yan Zizi was startled and angry: "Sure enough, it's a problem of raising ghosts! Please help me, Immortal Master Hu!"

"boom!"

There was a sudden thunder, and the woman in the black skirt screamed and disappeared, only her spirit card appeared in the same place.

The ghost was wounded, and Yan Zizi didn't feel well, as if someone had punched him in the abdomen.

But he didn't dare to delay, stepped forward to hold the spirit tablet, turned around and walked out of the ancestral hall.

As soon as he came out, he saw a yellowish-yellow thunder light moving in the third side room, and the wave-like hair was burned and dissipated.

As the hair dissipated, a withered corpse also appeared in the moonlight.

Just seeing this withered corpse, Yan Zizi felt itchy all over his body, as if hairs were about to grow out.

"Patriarch Yan, don't waste time."

Chen Yuan reminded that the two fox fires were thrown out by the fox tail, and combined with the five thunder rectification method, the mine fire was shot out.

"Boom!"

Thunder broke out again, and with the orange fox fire submerging the withered corpse, Yan Zi also threw the spirit card into the candlelight.

As soon as the spirit card came into contact with the candle, it ignited a raging fire like a flammable thing.

Yan Zizi bent down with pain on his face, and opened his mouth to spit out a ball of hair.

As soon as the hair came out, he wanted to fly into the night sky and escape.

But a talisman came and threw it into the fire.

"Ah!!! Your Yan family has betrayed your trust today..."

Before he finished speaking the hateful words, the last strand of hair was burned, and the place became quiet again.

Yan stood up slowly by himself, dug his ears, eye sockets, nostrils, and even his throat. After he didn't pick the ubiquitous hair, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and knelt down to Chen Yuan:
"Thank you Immortal Master for saving me, the young and old of the Yan family. My Yan family will definitely remember this kindness!"

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(End of this chapter)