If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 472: Fish and Knife (1/2 extra chapter for the leader of the "Lolita Destroyer Control")

There are quite a few guests who came to Tianbaoju today to pay their respects to Shaoyao.

Xiaoyu drank a few glasses of wine with them. Her stomach was full and she couldn't eat or drink. Her cheeks were flushed and she looked like she couldn't handle the alcohol.

But she still took care of every table, even if it was just one person toasting to the whole table.

"Fat Moler, Cuirong, you continue to entertain the guests. I didn't sleep last night and drank a lot of wine at noon. I'll go upstairs and take a short rest first." Xiaoyu instructed them and climbed the stairs to her own bedroom on the seventh floor.

There were still guests having a feast downstairs when new guests came to pay tribute to Shaoyao and asked where she was buried.

Xiaoyu went upstairs, lay on the bed, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

About half an hour later, the maid Jinhua, who was in charge of sweeping the floor, reported to the head maid Cuirong, and went upstairs with a broom, a bamboo basket and a trash can, and quickly cleaned the small hall on the second floor.

I walked to the stairs and looked down.

Seeing that no one was coming, she took off her shoes and walked lightly to the seventh floor.

"Gudong~~" She swallowed nervously, took out a yellow talisman from her sleeve tremblingly, and gently placed it on the Qiao Shi sword. Then she took out a small wooden box from her waist.

The small milky white cubes are the size of beer bottle caps and look like milk flakes.

A strange fragrance wafted into the nose, and the golden flower seemed like a long-dry seedling that encountered the sweet rain from Guanyin Bodhisattva's jade bottle, and the whole person suddenly became energetic.

It was Hua Wuxiang!

She looked at the priceless spices in the box with an intoxicated look on her face. After hesitating for a long time, she quietly took out two and a few more pieces and hid them in her belt.

Then put the remaining spices into the incense burner and light them.

After burning, the Huawu incense emits a light white mist, making the light in the room hazy.

The sunlight coming in from the window creates a magical light-scattering effect in the fragrant mist.

It spreads out into strands of colorful light, like a dream, and is extremely beautiful.

Jinhua stayed in the room for a while before she reluctantly picked up the Qiao Shi sword on the bedside, closed the door, and left the seventh floor.

"What took you so long? You still smell good, did you use incense?"

When she went downstairs, Cuirong asked casually.

There is no need to clean the upstairs.

In other words, the maids were not idle during the two days when Shaoyao was away.

The reason why Jinhua went upstairs was that "Miss Yu" had just gone upstairs.

She went to clean up the debris and garbage left by Miss Yu.

"I also went to the seventh floor and saw that Miss Yu in the room was not sleeping well, so she licked some spices from the incense burner." Jinhua said with lowered eyebrows.

"What kind of spice is that? It seems like I'm smelling it for the first time~~~" Cuirong said half a sentence absentmindedly, then she couldn't help turning her head and yawned, with sleepiness visible on her face.

Jinhua said, "Sister Cuirong, most of the guests have left. You should go upstairs and have a rest. You haven't slept well for several nights."

"Wait a little longer, maybe there will be guests coming to pay their respects to the girl."

If a big banquet is held in the countryside, meals will be held in the morning, noon and evening.

If the host is wealthy and particularly filial, they will open up the feast and eat for several days in a row.

The customs in Tianmen Town are not much different from those in the countryside, but the people who hold funerals are somewhat different.

Shaoyao has no relatives, and those who come to pay their respects are all old friends.

They are not here for a feast, they will not come too late, nor will they eat lunch and then stay for dinner.

After about half past noon (two o'clock in the afternoon), the guests became extremely scarce.

Yesterday morning, the fairy sword Yu Feng killed He Xuan, which shocked the whole city. Everyone in the city knew that Miss Shaoyao had passed away. They guessed that there would be a memorial service at Tianbao Residence today, so they decided to come and arrived early.

Before dusk, Fat Moler and Cuirong both went to rest.

After Xiaoyu left, they, as Shaoyao's family, toasted and thanked the guests who came to pay their respects and eat the banquet.

They all have a low alcohol tolerance.

Finally, only Jinhua and two cooks were left in the huge front yard.

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper entered Monkey Lane and waved at Jinhua in the front yard through the gate.

Jinhua immediately trotted out and said only two words. The middle-aged man followed Jinhua into Tianbaoju.

The two maids thought that they were another guest coming to pay their respects, so they immediately acted attentively, lit three incense sticks and handed them over.

The theme of today is to commemorate the spirit of Miss Shaoyao in heaven. No matter who the guest is, the first thing they must do after entering the door is to burn a stick of incense for Shaoyao.

Insert the incense into the copper burner under the peony tablet.

When the middle-aged man stretched out his hand to take the incense, he suddenly moved as fast as lightning. The thumb of his right hand was like the tongue of a poisonous snake. Before the old women could react at all, he pressed on their necks.

The two women's expressions froze and their bodies fell limply.

"There is also the coachman Lao Li in the backyard, as well as five chefs and waiters invited from Shangkezhai." Jinhua said nervously and quickly.

"Go and close the door." The middle-aged man gave an order and disappeared into the hall in a flash.

Jinhua immediately ran to the gate and lit the white lantern with the word "甸" written on it before closing the door.

By the time she had done all this, the middle-aged man was already standing quietly in front of Shaoyao's tablet.

Seeing Shaoyao's tablet, Jinhua's face turned even paler, and she murmured, "Everyone else has fallen asleep, but if the girl is still alive, she will be gone."

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "Although today is her memorial day and this is her memorial hall, it is impossible for her to be 'in heaven'."

Before he entered the gate, some ghosts and gods had already headed for Cuiping Hill.

Tianbaoju set up a memorial hall for Shaoyao, but her coffin did not stay there.

If Peony really wants to show her power, she must first leave her own grave.

By guarding the door of the tomb, you can know whether she goes out.

"Miss Yu has slept for two or three hours. Will she wake up soon?" Jinhua asked worriedly.

The middle-aged man glanced at her and took out a bulging, heavy purse from his arms. "Take this gold and leave through the back door. You are no longer needed here."

Jinhua took the purse and quickly opened it. The golden beans dazzled her eyes.

"Thank you, sir. I can still stay and help you."

"Get out!" The middle-aged man's eyes were fierce, revealing a murderous aura so strong that it almost formed a tangible blood evil.

Jinhua's face turned pale, her eyes were filled with fear, she clutched her purse tightly, and ran out of the hall in panic.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but still took out a yellow cloth bag and put Shaoyao's tablet in it.

Then he took a deep breath, tensed his mind and muscles to the limit, leaned sideways, and climbed the stairs lightly and swiftly with his back against the wall. On the table in the small hall on the second floor, there was a sword wrapped in a yellow talisman, the Qiao Shi Sword.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the table, and checked it carefully, confirming that the yellow talisman had indeed suppressed the spirit of the sword. When he held it in his hand, the hilt did not even tremble to give any warning.

He took out another yellow cloth bag and put the Qiao Shi sword into it.

After doing all this, he put the Qiao Shi sword back on the table, took a deep breath again, and slowly climbed up to the seventh floor with his back still pressed against the wall.

"Squeak~~~" When he pushed open the door, despite his calmness and experience, he couldn't help but his arms trembling, and sweat was visibly oozing from his forehead.

The aroma of the incense in the room lifted his spirits and slightly relieved the tremendous pressure on his mind.

He walked step by step to the bed and placed two fingers on Yu Fengxian's wrist.

——The pulse is stable, and he is still sleeping!

He took out a long and narrow wooden box from his cuff, which contained shiny silver needles.

The middle-aged man took out one and stabbed it into Yu Fengxian's temple.

Become!

——Yu Fengxian had indeed fallen into a deep sleep, and it was becoming increasingly impossible for her to wake up now.

The middle-aged man gained confidence, and his tense spirit was mostly relaxed. He quickly inserted all 108 silver needles in the box into the major acupoints on Yu Fengxian's body.

After doing all this, the middle-aged man was still very careful.

He first took a look into the incense burner and saw that the Huawu incense inside was almost used up. The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly.

He walked out of the bedroom, closed the door, quickly walked to the sixth floor, stood on the balcony, and waved towards the southwest.

"Swish~~~" The Yinfeng sword flew away, and the ghost messenger Yagli appeared in front of the middle-aged man.

"Wenduo, how is it?"

The middle-aged man Wen Tuo whispered, "Uncle Hei, everything went well. Yu Fengxian has already been hit. I added 108 Tiangang Disha Soul-Calming Needles. Even if she was awake before, she is now unconscious.

But the Huawu incense in the incense burner is almost burned out, so I have to refill it as soon as possible, just in case."

Yageri frowned and said, "I prepared the Huawuxiang myself, so there will only be some left over, not less."

Wen Tuo's expression changed, "That slut stole our Hua Wuxiang!"

Yagli disappeared into the house in a flash.

After about seven or eight breaths, he returned to the sixth floor of Tianbaoju with a hint of blood.

"Go up and put the Huawu incense into the incense burner."

When Wentuo took the Hua Wuxiang, Yagli disappeared in a flash. When he appeared in the attic again, there were two women, one big and one small, beside him.

Wen Danxia and Guan Tianfeng.

"Master Hei, is Yu Fengxian dead? Kill her now to ensure that there is no risk!" Guan Tianfeng said excitedly.

Yageri touched the back of her head, smiled softly, and said, "If the young lady doesn't want that sword bone, I can chop off her head right now."

Guan Tianfeng hurriedly said: "Of course, that is my immortal bone, it should have been given to me long ago!"

"Bones can be taken from the dead, but the sword bones of the dead will lose a lot of spiritual power and be tainted with a bit of death." Yagli explained softly.

Wen Danxia asked, "Uncle Hei, have you checked to see if Yu Fengxian is really unable to move?"

Yagli shook his head and said, “I don’t know the art of medicine, but it was Wen Tuo who inherited the master’s teachings.

His judgment is much more accurate than mine. And he also got a set of 108 Heavenly Gang and Earthly Evil Soul-Calming Needles."

Wen Danxia smiled comfortably and relaxedly, "Brother Tuo is so cautious that he even took out the 108 Soul-Calming Needles. If Yu Fengxian still has a chance to turn the tables, it must not be her, but like the time in Longtou Town, there must be outsiders interfering."

Guan Tianfeng's face changed, and she shouted excitedly: "Mom, there can't be any more accidents. Hurry up and call in all the assassins from the Guan and Wen families!"

"Those assassins can be used, but to be absolutely sure, the master has to take action." Yagli said.

At this time, Wen Tuo also put away the spices and came down from the seventh floor.

When he saw Wen Danxia and her daughter, he immediately urged them, "Now is the best time. Please ask the old ancestor to come and change Tianfeng's bones."

Guan Tianfeng shouted, "Uncle, is Sha Manyu upstairs? Take me to see her!"

If Wen Danxia had made this request, Wen Tuo might have hesitated for a moment - he felt it was completely unnecessary.

“No! Even if the overall situation has been decided and Yu Fengxian is completely under our control, as long as she is not dead and the sword bone has not been taken out, accidents may happen. We cannot afford even the slightest accident.” He said sternly.

With Guan Tianfeng's personality, when she went upstairs and saw Yu Fengxian, she would at least scream.

If I neglected to hold her back for a moment, she would most likely do something to Yu Fengxian, such as slapping her in the face or scratching her face with a knife. These actions would do no good and would only increase the risk of waking Yu Fengxian up.

Guan Tianfeng shrank his neck, but still didn't want to give up the opportunity to show off his power and humiliate and torture Yu Fengxian.

"Uncle, you have already used the 108 Heavenly Gang and Earthly Evil Soul-Calming Needles created by our ancestors to immobilize her soul. What else could possibly happen? She is the fish and I am the knife. The outcome has been decided. It is God's will. The sword bone belongs to me!"

Wen Tuo said coldly: "Stupid! Not to mention that Yu Fengxian is not dead yet, even if she has died and become a ghost, it would be easy for her to kill a few of us."

Wen Danxia also grabbed her daughter and said sternly, "Go downstairs and stay there honestly. You are not allowed to come up unless I call you."

Yagli said: “Miss, you take the young lady downstairs, I will arrange for the assassins to enter Tianbaoju from the back door.

Make sure that no outsiders can intrude during the bone replacement period.

Wen Tuo, there are still maids and servants resting in Tianbaoju.

You use drugs, acupuncture, whatever you can do to make them sleep deeper."

Wen Tuo said: "It is better to just kill him."

Yagli shook his head and said, “After that, the entire Tianbao Residence will definitely be burned down, and everyone inside will die.

But now the master is coming.

The murderer can only be a member of the Wen family and cannot have any direct relationship with the master."

"That bitch Jinhua is not dead yet?" Wen Tuo frowned.

"Of course she is dead, but the others are still in Tianbaoju, and have nothing to do with us." Yagli said.

If Jinhua had not stolen Hua Wuxiang, they would not have killed her to silence her.

Keep Jinhua in Yingxiang Mansion and use her as bait to fish.

Let’s see who dares to secretly investigate the case of “Death of Yu Fengxian in Tianbaoju” afterwards.

But she was seeking death, and they would not show any leniency.

(End of this chapter)