Who is still a serious fox monster these days

Chapter 89 Winter Plum Garden

Seeing that the person behind the door was still indifferent, Wang Qinliang's confidant could not help but take a step forward:
"You don't know the rules. This is the capital of Qingzhou Province. Mr. Wang is the guard of this city. He has a high position and authority. Your employer is just a commoner. How dare you offend Mr. Wang? Get acquainted and pass it on!"

Although the words of his confidant were a bit deceptive, Wang Qinliang was worried about his children at this time, so he didn't care much at the moment and urged:
"Please also pass on the information one or two times."

"That, all right."

The servant behind the door seemed to have thought that the Hu family might not be afraid of Wang Qinliang because of his high official position, but as a caretaker, he was still somewhat afraid of power.

He turned around and went to Hu Tian's house. After knocking on the door, Hu Tian's voice came from the house:

"Let them wait outside the door, and lead them into the living room at dawn."

"Master, what if they force their way in?"

"Then let them break in."

The servant at the porter didn't understand what he heard, but the master had already spoken, so he had no choice but to bow his head and respond.

He hurried back to the gate and shouted to the outside:

"The master asked you to wait outside the door, and you can only come in at dawn."

"How brave! Yesterday I brought a document to invite you, and the master said that Mr. Wang would come in person. Now that Mr. Wang has come in person late at night, he dares to ask Mr. Wang to wait outside the door. He is really lawless!"

Wang Qinliang's confidant shouted angrily, and he raised his foot to kick towards the gate.

But Wang Qinliang suddenly said: "Stop!"

"My lord, he..."

"Shut up and wait in the carriage."

Wang Qinliang glanced at him, and his confidant responded angrily, turned around and returned to the carriage.

But Wang Qinliang let out a sigh of relief, and stood in front of the door with his eyes closed, unable to see what was going on in his heart.

At this stop, he stood after the fifth watch.

The hawkers who were hurrying to make a living passed by and saw the city guard standing in front of Hu's house. Some of them bravely stopped to watch, and soon a circle of people gathered around him.

Seeing this, the confidant got annoyed, got up and cursed: "What are you looking at?! It's gone!"

After he drank, the onlookers hurriedly dispersed, but they couldn't help being curious.

What ability does this member of the Hu family have to make the city guard come here early and wait.

When the rooster crows and the sky dims, the door opens, and the yawning servant reaches out to greet him:
"Master Wang, my master invites you in."

Wang Qinliang, who had been standing for an hour, opened his eyes and said expressionlessly:

"Lead the way ahead."

The concierge nodded repeatedly, and led Wang Qinliang to the living room.

Here, Wang Qinliang finally met the head of the Hu family.

He is tall and muscular, with a beard on his lips, but his eyes are lively and full of vitality, making it difficult to tell his age.

At this time, Chen Yuan was called by Hu Tian and came to possess him. He took a sip of tea and said:

"Wang Chengshou came to visit late at night. Is there news about the theater troupe?"

Seeing that Chen Yuan didn't even give him a cup of tea, Wang Qinliang frowned slightly and said:

"How did you find out about the troupe?"

"Didn't you ask Li Zhaoxuan to find me to help you?"

"Are you really from the Zhangzhou Hu family? How do you prove that you are not a liar?"

Chen Yuan smiled and put down the teacup:

"I see that there is black air lingering under your eyebrows, which proves that your closest relatives are entangled in filth. Is this why you came to visit late at night?"

Wang Qinliang was startled for a moment, and he was already convinced, so he nodded and said:
"Yes, my son has been invaded by ghosts. If you can solve this problem, I will believe that you are from the Hu family in Zhangzhou."

Chen Yuan smiled, leaned to the right, put his right hand on his cheek and sneered:

"Whether you believe it or not, what does it matter to me? If you want me to make a move, you have to pay the price that allows me to make a move. Li Zhaoxuan must have mentioned this to you."

Wang Qinliang was suffocated, then nodded and said:

"Qingzhou is rich in life-prolonging spiritual ginseng, many of which are 200 years old. As for the spirit fox medicine, I have also collected some during this period. There are 300-year-old ice fox grass and other elixir. Can I ask Master Hu to help?"

"300-year-old ice fox grass? Just barely, what else?"

"Green fox bamboo shoots, ghost fox mushrooms."

It sounds like the ice, wood, or ghost types are not suitable for me.

Chen Yuan secretly paid in his heart, but still nodded and said:
"Okay, let's go and have a look."

After finishing speaking, Chen Yuan stood up, and the wind came, and he and Wang Qinliang were swept up and flew over Hu's house:

"Where do you live?"

Although Wang Qinliang saw Li Zhaoxuan mentioned it in his letter, he still couldn't help being a little horrified when he was actually being carried away by the wind.

After taking a few breaths, he pointed to his mansion and said, "Go back to the Immortal Master, over there."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly, and steered the wind group to fly to the pointed place.

But halfway through the flight, Wang Qinliang suddenly said:

"Can I ask Immortal Master Hu to bring my wife with me, she cares about her son, and I'm afraid she didn't sleep all night."

"trouble."

Chen Yuan frowned, but still suppressed the wind group.

Following Wang Qinliang's directions, he picked up his wife and maid at the city guard's mansion, and then returned to the Wang family's residence.

The Wang family mansion occupies a very large area, even divided into four gardens: Chuntong, Xiayu, Qiuju, and Dongmei.

Flying to the sky, Chen Yuan swept his gaze, and immediately looked at Dongmeiyuan and said:
"This plum garden is full of ghosts. It's a shame that you dare to live here."

Wang Qinliang was taken up into the sky, how dare he not believe in Chen Yuan's ability, he said in a respectful tone:

"I hope the immortal master will take action to keep my family safe."

Chen Yuan said "Huh", and instead of flying to the Winter Plum Garden in a hurry, he said:
"Let's settle your son's matter first."

After that, there was no need to ask Wang Qinliang for directions, he flew directly to a loft in Xia Yuyuan.

With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind hit, and the door of the attic was blown open, revealing the young man behind the door.

The boy looked very weird, his shoulders seemed to be pressed by an invisible weight, causing him to be a little hunched.

"Father, mother!"

Seeing Wang Qinliang and his wife, the boy immediately cried out, but for some reason he didn't run over.

When Wang Qinliang's wife heard the boy crying, she subconsciously wanted to go up and hug her child.

However, Chen Yuan stretched out his hand and pointed his sword lightly, tapping between her and Wang Qinliang's eyebrows.

The eyes of the two were blurred, and suddenly they saw an old man with a huge head but few hairs sitting on their son's shoulders.

The old man had sinister eyes and was completely naked. His dry body was out of proportion to his huge head, which made him look very strange.

At this moment, its sharp nails were pressed against the boy's neck, and it might take off his head at any time.

"what!"

Wang Qinliang's wife was frightened and fainted on the spot, and was supported by a maid beside her.

Wang Qinliang was also so shocked that his face turned pale, he swallowed and said:
"Please also ask the immortal master to save my son. I will be grateful afterwards!"

Chen Yuan nodded slightly, looked at the ghostly old man opposite and said:
"Since you haven't taken his life yet, you probably don't want to kill anyone. If that's the case, come down. I can send you to the underworld. Whether you can be reincarnated or not will be judged by the six realms of reincarnation."

The ghost old man smiled sullenly and said:

"Hey, I don't want to go to the underworld to suffer. I just don't want them to die too easily. I want them to be shorter every day, an inch shorter every day, and finally be as short as me. Then I will press them into fertilizer and plant them under the plum tree."

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