Heir to the Celestial Master

Chapter 10 Master Ye Yi
When Lan Weiwei felt more and more that this was a trip for a child, suddenly the air behind her seemed to stagnate, and the cold air seemed to be pulled open suddenly, blowing towards her back, and her clothes were not blown up. , only blowing a layer of white sweat on the skin under the clothes.

Lan Weiwei didn't dare to look back, she looked down stiffly, the long skirt, pure white color exuded a strange light in the dark night, blinding Lan Weiwei's eyes.

Before she had time to look up, she knew that Zhao Mei had floated back behind her at some point.

Still pondering in her mind, Lan Weiwei's legs had already started to run, and along the way, she pulled the two idiots who had just come in.

The sound of the wind drove the environment of the entire ancient house, and the red began to distort and fall off piece by piece, gradually showing the original color, blue and blue, confused, could it be that Alan couldn't control the entire ancient house.Just after the doubts, Zhao Mei followed more and more closely, Lan Weiwei was irritable, so when is the head.

The jade pendant in her hand was still hanging on her chest, it seemed that it had fallen from the sky just now and had lost its effect, it was a little hot, Lan Weiwei took it out again, she did not believe in evil, and tried again.

Throwing the jade pendant to the sky, Lan Weiwei meditated silently, and the sky suddenly burst out with scorching and dazzling light, which was as bright as day as last time. The jade pendant was in her heart, and she was about to fall to Alan's feet again.

Suddenly the jade pendant in front of him erupted with a different light, purple mixed with white, like gusts of air, soaring into the sky, dazzling and dazzling, the same as before, but it seemed to be mixed with a strange torrential force.

With a bang, the space in front of him was blown away by the light of the jade pendant, and the entire ancient house returned to its original scenery. The sky was dark, and it was no longer filled with endless blood mist.

Zhao Mei was taken a few steps away by the blasting sound, her throat creaked and she couldn't stop laughing, the strange sound echoed in the whole space, Lan Weiwei felt that she was pitiful and pathetic.

"Hehe, Zhao Lian is dead, Zhao Lian is dead, Alan, now you have your wish, what you can't get, you never want others to get it, haha, you are a pure white flower pretending to be pure through and through, Now you have your wish, your wish."

At the end, she began to cover her head, her eyes were angry for a while, and then her eyes became dizzy in a blink of an eye. It is estimated that the news of Zhao Lian's death made her too excited, and then the skin of her whole body gradually fell down. But seeing the bones, when she screamed more and more, Alan was always held in his body and couldn't get out.

A nameless shuttle air flow flew by, blasting and separating the air in front of Lan Weiwei in an instant. It was an air flow, like an arrow, and seemed to contain strands of destructive power, carrying some kind of command , shuttled through the dazzling white light that did not disappear, once it passed through, it was as fast as transparent lightning, and quickly wiped out Zhao Mei, who had turned into a ball of bones, in front of her eyes, and her soul and body shattered in an instant with a scream. disappeared at the same time.

Zhao Mei's death did not allow Alan to reappear in her soul, but the dissipated fragments floated in one direction uniformly, that is, the field where Alan's blood collapsed when the little one had a difficult delivery. After the fragments floated there, they slowly merged into the In the land, it no longer disappears.

Lan Weiwei had never seen the pieces of fragments in the air before, and her eyes were only filled with astonishment, and they were wiped out like this, so simple and smooth!

When she followed her all the way to the small courtyard, Lan Weiwei felt that everything had just come to an end. Although Zhao Lian's life was lost, the ancestors of the ancient Zhao family house will return to dust after all. , soil returns to soil, and if the debt does not come to the door, it is purely because the time has not come.

Alan waited ten years for this day.

Half an hour later, Lan Weiwei came back to her senses and realized that she had completely lost Lan's first name in front of a stranger. She twisted her yellow robe, turned her head to one side, snorted, and ran to the ancestral hall.

The thick clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, revealing the brilliance of the shallow moon, Lan Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, and politely invited Zhao Tong and six people to come out.

Zhao Lian's body was still parked in the ancestral hall, and the people who came out behind were all terrified, and looked at the other two men in the field, wondering and uncertain.

Lan Weiwei coughed covertly: "Mr. Zhao, now that Alan has disappeared, Zhao Lian should hurry back to the funeral parlor and be cremated as soon as possible. In the past two days, you must remember to stay in the old house day and night to wait for March , the sacrificial method is the same as that of the ancestors of the Zhao family, remember it!"

When Zhao Tong heard Lan Weiwei's words, his old bones finally relaxed, and he bowed to thank him. Lan Weiwei was so busy recalling the series of events just now that he was almost worshiped by Zhao Tong. Help up, the old man will lose his life if he thanks you.

Lan Weiwei packed the future tense things in her bag, told Zhao Tong, and quickly left the old house.

She didn't want to stay in it for a moment, she didn't know why, Lan Weiwei always felt that when she took out the jade pendant, the man in the suit seemed to wave his hand, and the gushing air seemed to sense the jade pendant, but it was too subtle At that time, I only cared about whether Alan disappeared or not, so I didn't pay much attention.

Although she spent more than a day in the old house without destroying Alan's body, she didn't have Lan's Thunder method.But the main reason is that I want to personally experience the path of my mother Lan, but I never want to be quickly solved by the stranger who came. It is too fast and too embarrassing. When you come out, you will definitely see the process, hey, Lan Weiwei has no choice but to walk away in despair.

When Lan Weiwei was bored waiting for the bus in the distance, an off-road vehicle suddenly stopped beside her, and the window was rolled down. It was the two people who broke into Zhao's old house just now. Lan Weiwei turned her head angrily and refused. The meaning is obvious.

Han Yisong just wanted to open his mouth, but was stopped by Han Qian who was sitting in another seat. The two rolled up the window again, and the off-road vehicle disappeared on the national road.

Lan Weiwei was depressed, and after killing Alan, she still came to her to show off, hum, she would not appreciate it.

Looking for the Xiangxiang in his pocket, Lan Weiwei felt bitter, although when Alan disappeared into the world, Lan Weiwei felt guilty for a moment, not for Alan, but for the little one.

Since leaving the old house, the little one in the pocket has been silent. Lan Weiwei pushed Xiangxiang away, and it was actually sleeping. She knew that little Apiao was going to sleep during the day.

Sighing, looking at the layers of early clouds in the distance, Lan Weiwei felt melancholy, but had to go on again.

Blue Huahua is not only the signature she inherited, but also the mission in her life.

After packing up her things, Lan Weiwei boarded the long-distance bus, preparing to rush to the residence of her mother, Lan's friend Master Ye Yi.

Master Ye Yi is in Mingshan Temple, which is a secular temple, very ordinary, and the incense burns continuously.

Lan Weiwei reported her mother's name to the little disciple who was sweeping in front of the door. The little disciple was stunned, only to realize that the person in front of him was the descendant of the Lan family, and hurriedly lowered his head to lead Lan Weiwei to the room where Master Ye Yi was meditating.

(End of this chapter)