Chapter 196 The Trial of Posation

Seeing that he was about to hit Cao Kun's back, it was too late to say that it would be soon! Yan'an's feet slid over like Lingbo's slight steps, firmly holding Feng Junyang, and Feng Junyang's palm failed!

"You two be careful! It's troublesome to crash into the body. Yan'an said as if nothing had happened.

Feng Junyang knew Yan An's intention. He didn't want anyone to save Wu Landuo's father. He didn't understand why Yan An hated him so much. As a patriarch, he not only did not get the respect of the clan, but also died when his life was threatened. How much hatred it was?

Feng Junyang looked at the patriarch helplessly. At this time, he had no strength to ask for help. His eyes turned white and his face was blue, as if he was breathless.

"Yan'an..." Before Feng Junyang finished his words, Cao Kun suddenly let go, and the patriarch suddenly fell to the ground.

It turned out that Cao Kun slowly excreted the breath in his body when he chased the patriarch and pinched hard, and the patriarch was lucky to pick up his life.

Although he is out of danger, he is motionless on the ground.

"No problem?" Feng Junyang said and went to help him up.

"It's better to die, lest I do it. Such a cunning old fox may be pretending to be dead. Cao Kun said coldly, picked up Cao Kun's body standing on the spot and put it on the board, side by side with Mei Yixian. Yan'an slowly sat down, took one of the master's hands and said, "Have you two toss around enough? It's really exhausting. Alas, I'm old, walking around mischievously. Do you think you usually get drunk and let me find you? Master, have a good rest. Mingzhu, come to help, we have put our master and mother-in-law in the coffin. Let the kind-hearted Feng Junyang help the patriarch and bless you, Feng Junyang. Do you know the story of the farmer and the snake? Don't let us help him when he bites you back.

Yan'an's cynicism made Feng Junyang suspicious. Yan'an was not such a person. He showed such emotions when he saw the patriarch. It seemed that he had to guard against the patriarch. Although he was Wu Landuo's father, Yan'an was also a upright young man and would not wrong good people.

He put his hand on the patriarch's pulse and probed his breath. It doesn't matter. His pulse is still beating vigorously and his breathing is smooth. Cao Kun suffocated him. Now as long as he is smooth and keeps the air fresh, he will come back to life in a moment.

After a while, "Hey!" Feng Junyang patted him on the face, "Have you pretended enough? You should have woken up!"

He looked at the state of the patriarch, which was exactly what Yan An said, and he was pretending to be dead.

But his life characteristics can't be hidden from a medical student. Yan'an looked sideways, gave Feng Junyang a wine, and asked with concern, "How's it going? Isn't he all right?"

"It seems to be in a coma! First aid!" Feng Junyang echoed.

"Can I help you?" Yan'an asked.

"No, I have a unique skill." Feng Junyang said, took out the brocade box from his arms and said to Mingzhu, "Mingzhu, come and help."

Mingzhu came to help him hold the brocade box. Feng Junyang took out a silver needle, twisted it in his hand, turned it gently, and said, "This is my most powerful stunt. If there is no way to wake up, then there is only one way."

"What's the way?" Mingzhu asked curiously.

"I'll tell you later." Feng Junyang said and stabbed the silver needle into the patriarch's acupuncture point!

How can I think that the patriarch is still motionless! Feng Junyang smiled secretly. With this needle, the patriarch didn't even move his eyelids. Either he was tolerant or he felt something wrong.

Mingzhu frowned and said nervously, "What if he dies?"

"That's the only way." Feng Junyang said solemnly, "Mingzhu, go and cook for us quickly."

"Do you want to eat in the middle of the night?" Mingzhu asked in surprise.

Yan An continued: "Yes, I want to eat. It's hard to work!"

"What do you do?" The pearl is even more like falling into the clouds.

"Dig a hole!" Feng Junyang said, "We will not only bury Uncle Cao and his mother-in-law, but also bury this person. It seems hopeless. Didn't Mingzhu just say that there was a coffin? Now install the nail to death, so as not to cheat the corpse again. Yan'an, come and help.

Yan An promised to come over, and the two were ready to lift the patriarch together.

"Yan'an, come on, one, two..." Feng Junyang shouted and grabbed the patriarch's feet and raised them.

The patriarch suddenly opened his eyes, looked at everything around him, and pretended to be confused and asked, "Where is this?" Is this?"

Feng Junyang didn't laugh. Yan'an came over and held the lamp. The light was clearly extinguished in the breeze, which made Yan'an's face a little scary. He squatted down and said strangely to the patriarch, "This is hell..."

The patriarch looked at Yan'an's face fixedly, and suddenly his face changed greatly. This time he didn't pretend. He was so scared that his face was as dust and stammered, "Yan...Yu...Yanyu, you, you..."

"Yes, I'm Yan Yu. I was ordered to pick you up." Yan'an said coldly, "The whole village is waiting for you to go down and continue to be our patriarch."

"I won't go, I won't go..." The patriarch panicked, got up and ran away. He was grabbed by Yan An and threw it on the ground. His head touched the wall, which made his eyes look golden, but looking at Yan An's serious expression, he didn't dare to say anything.

"It's okay not to go!" Yan'an stood up and sat in a chair, like a judge, and said harshly, "But the people underground don't know how they died!" They want you to say it. You see, they are all in this house. As long as you say something wrong, they will rush over and eat you..."

"No!" The patriarch looked around in a hurry. There were ghosts in his heart, and there were ghosts everywhere. It was really full of vegetation. He felt that the room was full of people and ghosts. He covered his eyes and cried, "Yanyu, Yanyu, please let me go!"

"It's not that I won't let you go! You didn't let us go!" Yan'an's voice suddenly became extremely sharp, and his eyes seemed to spit out fire. Feng Junyang was shocked. This was obviously Yanyu!

Is Yanyu possessed? That breath, that expression, that sound, is exactly the same as Yan Yu.

Mingzhu also found that she crept over to Feng Junyang's side and whispered, "It's Yanyu... Yanyu is back!"

"Py patriarch, you said it!" Yan'an suddenly stood up, rushed to the patriarch, raised one foot, and stepped heavily on the patriarch's back.

"Puff"! The patriarch spewed a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on the wall. Suddenly, a mottled pattern appeared on the wall, slowly forming into a shape.

It is faintly visible that it is a pile of glittering gold!

The patriarch was shocked to see this picture!

Yan'an said viciously, "Do you see it? What is this? Gold! People die for money and birds die for food. Tell me, what have you done? What did you do on the night of sacrifice?

"I said, I said, don't hit me!" The patriarch trembled and pleaded, "I said, I said... On the night of sacrifice, my... my friends from other places passed by with a few boxes of gold, and I... I forced them to stay... As a result, I..."

"You just** the boss of them with the beauty of blue flowers! Let them accidentally see Wu Landuo, and you let Wu Landuo appear in the ** of the sacrifice. You said that you want to marry Wu Landuo to their boss! Gain their trust and let them be wary of you... Then, say it yourself! Come on, make up a lie, and I'll let you die immediately!" Yan An said and put his foot on the patriarch again.

"Please, please, Yan Yu, I said... I, I drank poisoned them..." The patriarch said tremblingly, "Unexpectedly, unexpectedly... A Lan fled to the river to meet you. You, you killed A Shi, creating the illusion that it was a stranger raped and killed A Lan... I, I pushed the boat along the water and let the clan Those foreigners were all killed... In fact, at that time, I knew that the dead man was A Shi, not Alan. I said it, I said it. Yanyu, please forgive me!"

"You beast!" Yan'an stepped down again, and there was a crisp sound on the patriarch's waist, as if the bone had been broken. He howled and rolled around on the ground in pain.

"Yan..." Feng Junyang wanted to stop him, but he didn't know whether it was Yanyu or Yan'an.

Yan An shot a cold light and looked at Feng Junyang and Mingzhu, which meant that they should not mind their own business. This cold light made Feng Junyang more convinced that it was Yanyu's possession.

"Say, how did you kill the people in the stockade?" Yan An continued to interrogate. The patriarch was so painful that bean-sized sweat appeared on his head, but he still endured it and covered his stomach and half knelt on the ground.

"Yanyu...Yanyu...You kill me! I am very guilty, I deserve to die! You kill me!" The patriarch suddenly didn't beg for mercy to death!