Bitter struggle

  The night had fallen, and the two sat quietly in the courtyard of Yang's mansion. Their emotions had also calmed down a lot. Yang Jiaolong took a glance at Yang Tianyou's body and walked forward. He didn't know how many days had passed, but Yang Tianyou's body was still intact, except for the wound on his lower abdomen.

  I thought he was asleep, but won't the corpses killed by heavenly soldiers rot? Yang Jiaolong didn't think about the reason and picked up Yang Tianyou's corpse.

  Yang Chan also stood up and said: "Second brother, what should we do now?" Her eyes were already swollen from crying, and at this moment she looked like a 17 or 18-year-old girl.

  But her heart is still that of a fourteen-year-old, and when faced with such a disaster, she can't help but feel frightened. The current Yang Jian is now her only spiritual pillar!

  Yang Jian naturally understood Yang Jiao's current helplessness, and slowly said: "We will go to the market tomorrow to buy a coffin and bury Father and Big Brother first." That was all he could think of doing for now.

  But when the two walked into the main hall, the brother and sister were shocked! The house was empty, all kinds of furniture and valuables had disappeared.

  "Second brother, when was our home looted?"

  "It's probably those servants. Father said when they left that if the Yang family wasn't around, they could take whatever they wanted."

  Isn't this a bit too much? This family has been looted like it was robbed! Yang Jia knew that in his world, only the arrival of devils could cause such a phenomenon! These people are even more ruthless than those devils.

  Yang Jia didn't know that after his family was exterminated by the Heavenly Court, the people of Guanjiangkou all knew that the Yang Mansion was a wealthy household. Now that the Yangs were gone, some unscrupulous individuals began to sneak around at night and steal from them. Two days later, big and small, old and young, everyone in Guanjiangkou openly went to the Yang Mansion to loot.

  It's all empty now! Yang Jiaolong sighed and said, "Forget it, forget it. Since Father has said so, we won't say more."

  Yang Jian put Yang Tianyou's body on the bed in the house! Those people still had some conscience, the bedding on the bed was taken away, but the bed itself was left behind.

  Yang Chan knelt in front of Yang Tianyou's bed, speechless! Yang Jia stood aside and said slowly after a long time: "Third sister, it's late, you should go back and rest first."

  Yang Xiao shook her head and said: "I won't go back, I want to accompany Father."

  Yang Jian let out a sigh of helplessness and walked out of the room. Standing alone in the courtyard, he fell into a daze. Tonight, the moonlight was bright and clear, casting its glow over the world, and on Yang Jian's body. Finally, Yang Jian could find some comfort in this moonlight.

  Gazing at the moon, there is also a pair of eyes in the Guanghan Palace, watching the world, watching the mortals. Today is another full moon, but Chang'e no longer dances!

  Yang Jian stood in the courtyard for a whole night, thinking a lot. Before his rebirth, he was a tragic figure who didn't change that tragedy but was instead driven to death by it.

  After rebirth, it was another tragedy. He tried to change, but this damn fate didn't even give him a chance to breathe! He knew it would be like this from the start, so he should have jumped off the building earlier and been reborn here sooner, giving himself more time to learn magic. But after seeing the power of the Heavenly Court, he couldn't even defeat one heavenly soldier, how could he change his fate?

  What can he do even if he resists? The master of the three realms is looking for trouble again! He's just a product of the mortal world, how can he be his opponent?

  Is all this really destined?

  No way! He absolutely cannot let history repeat itself, back then he was alone, but now he's not alone anymore. At that time, he could be reckless! In his world, only Wu Can is considered his own unique family member, and at the beginning, he thought Wu Can was his own family member and his mentor.

  But as time went on, his fame grew and he became the darling of the entertainment industry! Wu Can then regarded him as a money-making tree for his wealth, which made Yang Jian heartbroken.

  Things are different now! He no longer has the right to take his own life, he still has Yang Chao and a younger sister! If he resigns himself to fate, what about Yang Chao? How can she, a weak woman, survive in this world?

  "If you are still lucky to be alive, treat your sister well!" Yun Huaxianzi's voice was still echoing in his ears, Yang Jia suddenly shook his whole body, the great sorrow made him forget something very important, he had heard a lot about Zhao Hui Xian Er Lang Zhen Jun before.

  This is a calamity in his life, and the current Yang Jian has no ability to stop it. He knows that there are still several disasters in Yang Jian's fate! Although he is not sure if it is a disaster like the legend.

  But now he can only confirm that Yunhua Xianzi is still alive! "I won't allow the Heavenly Court to harm anyone in our Yang family!" Yang Jiaolong looked up at the sky, gritting his teeth and making a vow.

  This morning, the sun did not rise, and the sky was gloomy! Yang Chan walked out of Yang Tianyou's room and saw Yang Jia standing still in the yard, walking up to him.

  Yang Jian heard her footsteps, turned around to take a look, and saw that Yang Chao's eyes were red and swollen, her face was pale, and she looked even more haggard than before! Yang Jian looked at her with concern and said: "Third sister, you've already accompanied Father for one night, why don't you go back and rest for a while? I'll take care of buying the coffin myself."

  Yang Chan shook her head and said, "Second brother, I'm not tired. Let me accompany you instead."

  Looking at her appearance, Yang Jian was heartbroken, but he knew that Yang Jiao had a stubborn temper, so he nodded in agreement, and the two of them walked out of the Yang mansion.

  The sky was overcast, but the streets were bustling. However, as Yang Jiaolong and Yang Jiao walked down the street, many people hastily dodged out of their way, looking like they had just seen a plague god.

  Yang Chan asked in confusion: "Second brother, what's wrong with these people? Why are they a bit afraid of us?"

  "They should know that heavenly soldiers have come to our house, we are being chased by heavenly soldiers, now they should regard us as a disaster and naturally want to escape."

  Listening to Yang Jian's words, Yang Xiao slightly lowered her head and stopped looking at the people around her who were hastily avoiding them. Yang Jian also felt uncomfortable in his heart, these people didn't distinguish between right and wrong, they just distanced themselves from them based on what they saw, this feeling wouldn't be pleasant for anyone.

  "Second brother, there is a coffin shop here, and the boss Liu of this store was still father's friend when he was alive."

  Yang Jian nodded, looking at the Liu family's coffin shop. Standing on the street, he saw the coffins inside the house. Yang Jian and Yang Chan walked over, but before they even entered, a middle-aged man rushed out from inside, stretching out his hand from afar and shouting: "Halt! Halt!"

  "Liu Zhuanggui, I'm Yang Chan, my father even took me to your home before."

  Liu Zhanggui was a man in his thirties, slightly fat, with a round face and a black mole at the corner of his mouth. Liu Zhanggui heard Yang Hua's words and said with difficulty: "Yang Hua, I knew your father, but that was in the past. Now, I have nothing to do with your Yang family."

  Yang Jian did not expect that people in this era would also be so realistic. Although he had a fire in his heart, he dared not vent it, and when Yang Yan spoke, this person was actually a friend of Yang Tianyou before his death. There were not many coffin shops at the mouth of the river, and no matter where they were sold, there wouldn't be many people buying these things.

  Even Yang Tianyou's friends were unwilling to sell him a coffin, and going elsewhere would also be met with rejection! Yang Jiaolong pleaded: "Liu Zhanggui, since you know my father, how can you watch our Yang family suffer such a calamity without feeling any sympathy?"

  "Pity? What's the use of pitying me? You've offended the Heavenly Court! With so many heavenly soldiers, I advise you to leave Jiangkou quickly, don't wait for the heavenly soldiers to arrive."

  "Mr. Liu, today my brother and I have come to ask for your help. We are not here to ask you to take us in, but rather because our father's body is lying at home without a coffin. As his children, we cannot bear the thought of him being buried without proper respect, what's the difference between that and letting an animal rot?"

  Liu Zhuanggui's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked at Yang Jiaolong and his sister, knowing the miserable fate that had befallen them. To him, they were now two jinxes. Seeing their sincere appearance, he could only agree to their request in order to get rid of them.

  "Do you just want one coffin?"

  Yang Jian and Yang Chan exchanged a glance, their faces filled with joy. Yang Jian nodded and said: "Right, we only need one coffin. As long as Liu can agree to sell it to us, my sister and I will leave immediately!"

  "Alright, alright! One coffin for twenty taels of silver. Here's the money, take the coffin and hurry up!"

  Twenty taels? Yang Jiaolong and his sister looked embarrassed, their family had been looted clean, now let alone twenty taels, they couldn't even take out two taels. Yang Jiaolong didn't have a concept of silver, but seeing Yang Chao's expression, he knew it was a considerable expense.

  Liu looked at the two of them and said coldly, "What, no money? What are you doing here causing trouble if you have no money?"

  Yang Jian suddenly thought of something, took out the Eight Trigrams seal from his bosom and said: "Liu Zhanggui, take a look at this. This is a treasure for transmitting sounds from the immortal's family, worth a whole city. Can you exchange it for a coffin?"

  Liu Zhuanggui took another look at the Eight Trigrams Seal in Yang Jia's hand, and after a moment, he didn't think it was anything precious. Moreover, since the Yang family had summoned heavenly soldiers, they must have been harboring evil spirits. If this Eight Trigrams Seal were an evil object, wouldn't it bring disaster upon itself?

  Liu Zhuanggui shook his head and said: "I don't dare to want this thing, you'd better leave, don't block my business."

  "How can you not want it? This is a treasure!" Is Liu Zhuangzhu's brain okay? Yang Jian saw how much he valued money, so he intentionally said that the transmission device was a priceless treasure. But unexpectedly, when Liu Zhuangzhu saw the treasure, he looked at it as if it were them, and didn't even dare to touch it.

  Liu Zhuanggui ignored them and quickly walked in, slamming the door shut! He then shouted from inside: "Leave now, don't wait for me to lose my temper and come out to chase you away!"

  Looking at these ordinary people, greedy and money-loving, what else can he say? This kind of person has always existed in any era, and there are many! Looking at the five big characters "Liu's Coffin Shop", Yang Jian's heart was filled with mixed emotions.

  "Get out!" "Bang!" "Hurry up and leave, hurry up and leave!"...

  By the end of the day, Yang Jie and his sister had almost turned over the entire Guanjiangkou, big or small, more than a dozen coffin shops were turned upside down, all they heard were curses and slamming doors!