Yang Tianyou

  Yang Jiao shook his head and said: "I don't know, he was still at home during the day, now he should be with Dad together?"

  Yang Jian nodded, and since he was reborn into this family, only Yunhua Xianzi, who was his own mother, had not seen him yet. Yang Jiao applied the medicine she had prepared to Yang Jian's wound.

  "Second brother, I'm telling you, after you see Mother, don't say that the injury was from fighting with someone, or else Mother will punish you again."

  Yun Hua Xianzi is a strict mother? Shouldn't be, already having Yang Tianyou as a strict father, there should be a kind mother to balance it out. In the family, they all take turns playing the good and bad cop, how can they both play the bad cop? Yang Jia thought carefully.

  Yang Jiao made another bowl of nourishing medicine for himself, and after taking the medicine, Yang Jiao left, secretly telling Yang Er that he would have his servants leave some food in the kitchen.

  Yang Jian asked him why he didn't give it to Duan. Yang Jiao smiled foolishly and said that he was afraid of being discovered by Yang Tianyou. Looking at his silly appearance, Yang Jian couldn't help but laugh.

  Yang Jian walked alone in the courtyard, the night had already fallen, the stars twinkled in the sky, and the bright moon hung high. This mythical sky gave Yang Jian a strange feeling, this sky would not be polluted, otherwise, the Jade Emperor would have been furious.

  The servants were still busy, and as they passed by, they respectfully called out to him, "Second Young Master." Yang Jiaolong smiled slightly in response, and after a few turns, he arrived at the main hall of the Yang Manor.

  The lamps in the hall shone brightly, Yang Tianyou sat upright at his desk reading a book, and Yang Jia walked in with big strides. The candlelight flickered, illuminating Yang Tianyou's face to a deep red. Yang Jia could see him even more clearly now.

  Yang Tianyou heard his footsteps and slowly said, "Second brother? Why don't you go rest?"

  Yang Jian smiled lightly and walked forward, shaking his head: "I'm not sleepy, I just wanted to come see you."

  Yang Tianyou smiled and said, "What's with the sly head, are you up to something again? You're usually an early sleeper, aren't you starving? Go get some food in the kitchen."

  After all, Yang Tianyou couldn't bear to watch his own flesh and blood, Yang Jiaolong, suffer from hunger. Seeing Yang Jiaolong's appearance, Yang Tianyou's loving heart was stirred up again.

  Yang Jian shook his head and said, "Dad...", after saying this title, he suddenly felt that the word was so strange, to the point where his voice trembled when he spoke.

  "I'm not hungry. I just want to chat with you."

  Yang Tianyou smiled slightly and put down the book in his hand, saying: "Second brother, Father is very pleased to see you being so sensible today."

  In his memory, Yang Jian was a standard mischievous kid, seeing him was like seeing the black and white impermanence of life, hiding was not even an option.

  Today, however, he sat down so obediently and wanted to talk to himself, he was naturally very happy in his heart.

  Yang Jian smiled and said: "Dad, I want to ask you something. I don't know if you're willing to answer me or not?"

  "Say, what do you want to know?" Yang Tianyou's mood was good.

  "Is there something between you and our sister that hasn't been told to us three siblings?"

  Yang Jian learned from the mythological story that they would soon bring about a great calamity, which was one of the few tragedies in Yang Jian's life. Now he just wanted to prevent this tragedy from happening.

  Yang Tianyou's smile suddenly disappeared from his face, and his hands trembled slightly as he heard this. Yang Jiaolong saw the reaction in his eyes, it seemed that Yang Tianyou and Yunhuaxianzi had not yet told them about Yunhuaxianzi's private descent into the mortal world and her worldly thoughts.

  Yang Tianyou took a look at Yang Jiaolong, thinking that he knew something? But then again, it didn't seem right! This matter was only known to himself and Yunmei, so how could Erlang know?

  "How could your parents deceive you? Alright, Erlang, it's getting late, you should get some rest. Your father is already very pleased to see that you're so understanding today."

  Yang Jian saw that Yang Tianyou's expression was unnatural and directly wanted to drive him away. Seeing that he didn't want to talk now, he didn't force it anymore.

  "Father, where is my mother now?" Yang Jiaolong looked around the large main hall, but only saw Yang Tianyou alone, without even a single servant.

  "Your mother has gone out for something."

  "Oh, then you should get some rest early, Dad."

  Yang Jie smiled and walked out of the main hall, his footsteps had just left the main hall when he heard Yang Tianyou's sigh. Yang Jie raised his head to look at the sky and let out a long breath.

  How can we prevent the tragedy from happening? If the Heavenly Court knew that Yunhua Fairy had moved her mortal heart and married Yang Tianyou, they would definitely send a strong army to come, now the Yang family only has Yunhua Fairy with magical powers.

  "What? Isn't one day in heaven equal to one year on earth? If the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother were to fall ill, wouldn't a few months be equivalent to ten or twenty years?" Yang Jian thought to himself with a bad premonition.

  As soon as the idea came out, Yang Jian couldn't help but laugh at himself for being so ignorant. How could the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother possibly fall ill? They were all immortals who had lived for thousands of years and were the masters of the three realms. Moreover, in the heavenly court, there were countless elixirs and peaches that granted eternal life, making it difficult to fall ill even if one wanted to.

  Just then, a red light flew in from the sky, Yang Jiaolong raised his head to look at it, and the red light shot like a meteor, rushing straight to the northwest! Seeing the red light, Yang Jiaolong's eyes suddenly felt a slight pain, his eyes were sour, and tears flowed again! He wiped his hand and looked at it in front of his eyes.

  Still bloody! What is that red light? Yang Jia thought curiously, could the old Taoist's words be true? Yang Jia hurriedly stepped out to chase, and in an instant, he rushed out of the Yang Mansion.

  The red light has disappeared, Yang Jian stands at the door, gazing up at the sky, the sky only has dense stars and a bright moon, without even a shadow of red light.

  Perhaps it was just a small monster passing by Guanjiangkou! Yang Jiaoluo shook his head in disappointment and turned to leave. Suddenly, as if a silver needle had been inserted into his heart.

  Yang Jian let out a mournful cry! He rolled around on the ground! The heart-wrenching pain was something he had never felt before. There were two kinds of heartache, one was spiritual and the other was physical. His heart felt like it was being pierced by needles, stabbed and torn apart. Yang Jian ripped his clothes to shreds.

  His right hand pressed heavily on his chest, his teeth almost shattered, in an instant! The heartache slowed down, and the clothes on his body were already soaked with sweat, sweating like rain. Yang Jiaolong sat on the ground panting heavily.

  "Yang Jian won't have heart disease, will he?"

  Reborn into Erlang Shen's body, not a single benefit was gained. First, he was beaten by Wu Mazzi, and then there were strange illnesses! This is a classic case of being screwed over.

  Yang Jian sat on the ground until his heart no longer hurt, then stood up. After clearing his head, Yang Jian suddenly found a red light flashing in his brain! Closing his eyes to sense it, he felt the red light move, which was exactly the same as the one he saw in the sky just now.

  The direction of the moving red light is still northwest! He found that he could actually sense it, and was overjoyed. He took a step forward and chased after the place where the red light had disappeared. Where there are immortals, there are also monsters. Since I haven't seen an immortal yet, seeing a monster isn't bad either.

  Having died once already, there's really nothing that can make the current Yang Jian fearful. People who have walked through the Ghost Gate often become bolder.

  Out of the mouth of the irrigation canal, he rushed northwest! Yang Jiaolong had been walking for nearly an hour, and his body was already drenched in sweat. The position of the red light that appeared in his mind was slowly getting closer. If not for this feeling, he would have turned back long ago.

  Another half-hour passed, and a valley appeared in front of him. Standing at the entrance of the valley on this dark night, he felt a bit apprehensive. Yang Jian continued to move forward, but as soon as he lifted his foot, a strong gust of cold wind blew out from the valley, with a force like thousands of flying knives piercing his body. He suddenly felt unbearable pain.

  Unconsciously, another figure emerged from the side, and with a swing of his large sleeve, he cut off the strong wind. The remaining clouds rolled up, taking Yang Jian with them as they flashed away.

  Yang Jian woke up feeling sore all over his body! He felt that this body was no longer his own, but he didn't have the strong sensation of being reborn.

  Where am I? The sky is still pitch black, and the bright moon and dense stars are still hanging high in the air.

  "Master, have you gone?"

  Benefactor? This voice sounds very familiar, and with this title, the person in front of him is indeed that old Daoist with a sour air. The old Daoist sat in front of Yang Jia, smiling at him with a pleased expression.

  Yang Jian asked in surprise: "Was it you who saved me?"

  The old man smiled and didn't say a word. After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "Young donor, why are you here at midnight?"

  Yang Jian struggled to sit up and looked at the old Taoist, saying: "Why have you appeared here again?"

  "I've already said that during the day. Does the young donor seem clever? Is it a wooden brain?"

  "You're the one with a wooden brain!" Yang Jiaolong retorted, but suddenly furrowed his brow and exclaimed in surprise: "You're here to exorcise demons? Are you saying there's a demon around here?"

  He remembered the strange gust of wind at the valley entrance, which was inexplicable and must have been a demon's trick. The wind was like flying knives, with an inexplicable suction force that would have sucked him into the valley if not for the old Taoist's rescue. Yang Jiaolong thought about this and looked at him gratefully, wanting to say thank you.

  But looking at the old Taoist's face, he really couldn't say it out loud!

  The old man nodded and said: "And you, sir?"

  "I did the same, I saw a red light flying across the sky and chased after it. I didn't expect to run into a demon at this valley entrance, if not for...this, thank you!" Yang Jia smiled awkwardly, still managing to say thanks.

  The old man frowned and said disbelievingly: "Can you really follow the red light here?"

  Yang Jian smiled and said, "Am I not already in front of you? Daozhang, don't mention me again. Quickly tell me, what kind of demon is in this valley? Is it the red light from just now?"