Chapter 391 Assassin

The style of the Ye family is by no means inferior to that of the Lin family.

Compared with the Lin family's mountains and rivers and exquisite and elegant gardens, the magnificent palaces and pavilions of the Ye family have a unique flavor. The style of the super rich family can be felt from the huge mountain gate seen a few miles away.

When they came to the door, Zhuang Ding and his servants poured out from inside to greet them, just like an army that had experienced hundreds of battles. After being surrounded, the beautiful and tall houses that cover each other, like the beautiful scenery of the imperial city, are even more dazzling.

According to Qin Yan's observation, there seem to be many buildings that violate the prohibition on the road. The huge stone lions at the door alone are enough to be interesting.

Although Jianghu people are not subject to the control of the government, such families also openly do not look at the officials, which is scheme!

Ye Yingru was pulled by her dear second uncle Ye Wendong and asked for warmth all the way. Anyone who sees the kind light overflowing from Uncle Ye's eyes will not associate him with those ruthless killers. Qin Yan and others were a few steps behind, accompanied by the fat housekeeper Yubo, to introduce them to the distribution of this big business and some interesting things that happened in it.

Yu Bo's words revealed his pride and praise for the Ye family, and Qin Yan was a little disapproving. Such a master does not explore the true path between the vast mountains and rivers, but is complaed with wealth and honor, which is truly lamentable.

However, he did not know that Yubo had also had the lofty ambition to pursue the road of heaven and man. He had visited famous mountains and rivers. Only after experiencing the world did he find that the so-called magnificent mountains and rivers were false, which were actually no different from the scenery in Ye family manor.

Qin Yan doesn't understand Yu Bo's realm, and Yu Bo doesn't care about Qin Yan's absent-mindedness. The group walked through the four- or five doors and finally came to the courtyard of the center. At this time, Qin Yan suddenly heard a sound of sobs, as if a teenager was crying. The sound was crushed by the spring breeze, like a layer of gauze, floating from the left.

Miss returned home. On such a festive day, who dares to touch the mold at this time? Qin Yan felt strange, but when he saw that Uncle Fat Yu and others had not heard of it, he did not say anything and looked for the source of the sound.

It didn't take much time for him to find the source of crying. That was Ye Yingru's follower in front of him. Qin Yan still had some impression of the back, as if he were a beautiful teenager. Good, what is he crying about? The others really didn't listen to him and didn't know how to persuade him!

However, as Qin Yan carefully observed, he gradually began to find that things seemed to be a little strange. It seems that everyone except myself didn't hear the cry. Can't all the acting skills of so many people be amazing?

And the teenager's performance was also a little strange. He had been lowering his head, his right hand in his sleeve, and his shoulders trembled slightly... When he turned a bend, Qin Yan saw that the expression on his face was slightly strange, but there were no tears.

What the hell, is there any unopening resentment that is shouting to the young master?

"Han Gongzi, what's wrong with you?" Yu Bo noticed the abnormal performance of Qin Yan looking around.

Qin Yan laughed and said, "Nothing, the scenery here is really good. I can't help looking at it a few more..."

When Yubo turned his head to talk to Xinxian, Fang Qiuyao next to him approached Qin Yan and asked in a low voice, "Brother Han, there seems to be nothing special about the scenery in this courtyard?"

"Idiot, the scenery doesn't mean the house. I'm looking at people." Qin Yan lowered his voice, "Did you hear someone crying?"

"Crying? No! Where is anyone crying on such a festive day?

"Forget it! I noticed that the guy in white and blue trousers in front of him didn't. He was a little weird. You keep an eye on him carefully.

Ah? Brother Han, why did you say that..." Fang Qiuyao still needed to ask, but Qin Yan had returned to a serious look and ignored him.

After entering the second door of the atrium, Qin Yan heard the crying from the teenager getting louder and louder, with a strong drum-like dong sound, playing a certain horrible rhythm, which made Qin Yan nervous.

'Uncle Ye, Uncle Ye, it's daytime now. With so many people watching, you don't want to play tricks like begging for life in full view of the public, do you?'

In doubt, he heard the teenager's crying suddenly become real: "Woo-woo... Second Miss, I'm sorry... Xiaohong, goodbye..."

At this point, the deep sobs suddenly turned into a sad scream, tearing Qin Yan's eardrums like a night owl, which made the soles of his feet stag. The next moment, the wind around him suddenly broke out, and Fang Qiuyao shot out like an arrow from the string, and the sword came out like a dragon and came to his ears.

"Keng!" As soon as the teenager pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, his flying body was only halfway, and he was blocked by a cross-through sword, and the poisoned blade of his palm was directly beaten. Fang Qiuyao kicked out, and the teenager shouted miserably. He fell to the ground like a broken sack and could no longer get up.

"There are assassins!"

"Protect the two masters and ladies!"

"Don't mess up, there may be accomplices..."

Everything was only in an instant, and at this time, everyone reacted and roared angrily around. In the chaos, Ye Wendong jumped like thunder and roared repeatedly...

Before the crowd gathered, Fang Qiuyao silently returned to Qin Yan. Yu Bo's eyes were deeply fixed on his face and praised with a smile: "What a young man!"

Fang Qiuyao said modestly and looked at Qin Yan with strange eyes. However, Yu Bo seemed to be very interested in him and began to pull him to ask questions, so he had to deal with it with a bitter face.

Fortunately, Yu Bo didn't seem to notice Qin Yan. Qin Yan was happy and quiet, but the voice of the fairy sounded behind him: "Uncle, judging from the position of the station, you seemed to be more suitable to take action than Brother Qiu Yao just now!"

"I just went to see the scenery, and I didn't have time to react!"

"Ha ha, this doesn't look like the performance you deserve!" Anxiang bullied him, and Xinxian came over from the back of his neck and whispered in his ear, "Is it because he heard something that shouldn't be heard that made his reaction much slower?"

Qin Yan's heart moved: "Hey, you guessed accurately. Could it be that you..."

"I don't have a hobby of listening and reading. It's just that a friend, like you, often heard or saw something that he shouldn't know. Later..." The little girl aroused Qin Yan's appetite, but stopped talking here.

"What happened to him later?"

"Dead." Xinxian giggled, "He is obsessed with the divine outsider and no longer practice meditation at ease. He has more and more mental disorders, and finally burns to death."

Qin Yan's face changed. He remembered the uneasy mood when he lived in Qihuangdong, and even more of Huang Fan's tragic end.