Chapter 118 Just call the Patriarch
“It’s the wood struck by lightning!” Tang Yuanyuan exclaimed as he looked at the black stick in the pit.
Suddenly the stick flew out of the pit and returned the way it came.
Who is it!
Unexpectedly, he was able to knock away Master Yanqing's Heavenly Thunder Talisman with a stick. Wang Anfu looked at the figures walking towards this direction with a shocked face.
Yan Qing's face was solemn and his pupils trembled slightly. He felt that the person who came had a higher level of cultivation than him.
Click, click, click... The sound of steady and rapid footsteps came from a distance, and the whole place fell into a deathly silence, with everyone's eyes looking into the distance.
A girl dressed in black and holding a black umbrella walked towards her, followed by a girl in pink.
The group of people walked in a hurry, and soon their faces were exposed to Yan Qing and the others.
When he saw the appearance of the girl in black, Yan Qing showed a hint of surprise, it was her!
How could it be her? It was obvious that he had seen her as just an ordinary person before.
Just take advantage of now and run away!
Yue Ya didn't know who these people suddenly appeared, but now that their attention was not on her, she could take advantage of this opportunity to escape.
She turned around quietly and raised her feet to run. A word from behind made her freeze in place.
"Yue Erya, you have a courier from the money warehouse, please sign for it."
Qian Cang... Did she hear it wrong? She seemed to have heard Qian Cang's name.
Yue Ya turned around stiffly and stared blankly at the person standing not far away walking towards her.
These people are also here for Yue Ya!
Tang Yuanyuan and Wang Anfu quickly stood behind Yan Qing, staring at the girl in black with fear.
Xiao Lin looked at her boss in shock, is this girl Yue Erya? The Yue Erya Qiancang is looking for?
No way, what a coincidence.
Less than two meters away from Yue Ya, Yang Fan and his party stopped.
They, together with Yan Qing and his party, formed a triangular position, creating a strange atmosphere.
Yue Ya opened her mouth and wanted to ask her how she knew about the money warehouse, but there were several hurried footsteps running towards this direction in the distance.
Xiao Lin turned her head and waved at those people, "Here it is."
Yan Bin and the others increased their speed and ran to Yang Fan. They were breathing heavily. Yan Bin said to Yang Fan apologetically, "Sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road."
The distance between the police station and Happy Valley is not much. It was quite far away, but normally, they should have arrived long ago.
But something happened on the way, causing them to finish one step further than Yang Fan and the others.
“Captain!” Feng Kaile pointed to the side.
Yan Bin looked in the direction of his finger and immediately saw his wronged cousin lying on the ground. He quickly walked over and patted the other person's face twice, but there was no reaction.
"What did you do to him?!" He directly showed his ID and asked Yanqing and the others.
He recognized Yan Qing as the strange man who said that his cousin was in a bloody disaster.
Chen Gong and Feng Kaile then showed their IDs.
Wang Anfu raised his hand and quickly explained, "We didn't do anything to him. He prevented us from getting rid of the demon, so we knocked him unconscious."
"He really didn't do anything. ! ”
Let me go, this man really called his policeman cousin over.
Yan Bin didn't believe them and turned to ask Yang Fan, "Master, my cousin..."
Yang Fan said lightly, "It's okay, he can't die."
"You are the boss of the fruit forest in Shangyuan Village, and you are also a Taoist." Yan Qing glanced at the lightning strike wood in her hand, thinking about his chances of winning if he fought with her. Only then did Xiao Lin notice him. Just now, her attention had been attracted by Yang Fan's cool operations.
Looking at it now, she was shocked by Yan Qing's handsome appearance. He was so handsome!
But after only two glances, she looked away. He was handsome, but not as handsome as her boss!
Yang Fan hummed lightly and glanced around the three of them, "You are all from Sanqing Palace."
The uncle is cold-tempered and doesn't like to talk, and the junior brother is impulsive and irritable.
The responsibility of communicating with Yang Fan fell on Wang Anfu. He clasped his fists and said, "Dao Youyou, we are all disciples of Sanqing Palace. This is the future heir to the head of our Sanqing Palace, Yan Qingdao. Long.”
"My name is Wang Anfu, and this is my junior brother Tang Yuanyuan. I wonder who you are?"
Holding the lightning strike wood, he knocked off Yan Qing's talisman with a stick. The other party was obviously higher in cultivation than them.
They are all his disciples, and Yang Fan spoke calmly, "My name is Yang Fan, and I am also from Sanqing Palace. You can just call me Grandmaster."
Yan Qing and the others:? ? ?
Xiao Lin subconsciously straightened her back.
The boss was senior, so she was promoted along with him.
Chen Gong and the others: Grandmaster! The master is awesome!
"No, you... uh uh..." Tang Yuanyuan looked at the person covering his mouth in confusion.
Why stop him? This man actually dared to claim to be from their Sanqing Palace in front of them, and even asked them to call him Patriarch.
The liars are pretending to be in front of them, what is the difference between this and squatting on their heads to shit!
Wang Anfu signaled him with his eyes, don't be impulsive!
Don't be so impulsive. They haven't figured out the other party's details yet. If they make the other party angry, they may not be able to beat each other if they start a fight.
"Hahaha... Fellow Taoist, don't mind, my junior brother is relatively young and impulsive," Wang Anfu smiled awkwardly at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan didn't say anything. A very intimidating look swept over him, and Tang Yuanyuan became honest instantly.
Wang Anfu was shocked. Who is this guy? He is even more powerful than Master Yanqing.
"Fellow Taoist, this living dead has done many evil things and killed many innocent people. Why do you want to stop us from killing her?" he asked tentatively.
"I'm here to collect the courier fee. She owes me 500,000 yuan in courier fee."
Yan Bin and the others instantly understood what Yang Fan was doing with this girl. The ghost asked her to send a courier.
"Express fee?" A trace of doubt flashed across Wang Anfu's face. Is this person from the express company?
“Well, a person named Qian Cang asked me to send her a courier, and she has to pay for the courier fee.”
Yang Fan's eyes fell on Yue Ya's torn skirt, and he clicked his tongue, "Who is this impolite person who tore a girl's fine skirt?"
The impolite Tang Yuanyuan:... …
After her reminder, Xiao Lin saw Yue Ya’s chest covered with a big slit in her skirt. Without thinking, she took off her coat and went over to put it on her.
It happened that she wore a coat when she went out today.
Yang Fan raised his hand to stop her movement, turned to look at Tang Yuanyuan, "Take off your coat and give it to her."
"Why should I give her my coat..." Tang Yuanyuan's retort became smaller and smaller.
Yang Fan’s eyes were light, but showed unquestionable majesty.
Being watched by her, Tang Yuanyuan felt inexplicably afraid, as if he was being watched by the elders in a Taoist temple.
"... Just give it to her, why are you so cruel."
Tang Yuanyuan muttered, took off his coat and walked to Yue Ya, handing it to her, "Here you go."< br>
He didn't dare to touch her directly for fear of being poisoned by corpse poison.
Yue Ya hesitated for a moment, and under Yang Fan's eyes, he took his clothes, put them on, zipped them up, and covered his exposed skin.
Tang Yuanyuan returned to his previous position with some pain. Those were his new clothes, and he couldn't have them now.
(End of this chapter)