Just when the man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but want to make a move, there was a sudden roar, "Who is using the magic sound to kill people? This uncle has never heard such an unpleasant piano sound."
I saw a middle-aged man in mourning clothes with all white hair flying over with an ugly face. After landing on his feet, he glared at Mo Junlan, who was sitting in the pavilion and playing the piano.
"Father!" The man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but be surprised that his father came out of his room
You know, his father hasn't left his room for over fifty years.
"He's your father!" Mo Junlan looked at the middle-aged man across from him, and continued to play the piano while saying, "You're not old, your hair turns white, and you're ugly."
Tsing Yi man, "..."
"Stop this uncle." The middle-aged man's face was very ugly, and the blue veins on his forehead were also beating faintly.
"I didn't hit you again, why should I stop?" Mo Junlan snorted coldly.
"You are destroying my uncle's ears." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth.
"Both of you, father and son, don't know how to appreciate it." Mo Junlan snorted coldly and said, "Such a beautiful piano sound, others can't even hear it!"
The man in Tsing Yi looked at Mo Junlan with a very complicated look.
"You hurry up and get rid of this uncle, don't stop this uncle from mourning his deceased wife." The middle-aged man said gloomily.
"I didn't stop you from mourning your deceased wife!" Mo Junlan frowned slightly and said in an unpleasant tone, "I'm just playing the piano here, not in your room, why are you running out and screaming? "
Tsing Yi man, "..."
"Your piano sound is killing people." The middle-aged man said with disgust.
"Aren't your father and son still alive and well? Especially you, you are even more alive than a frog." Mo Junlan pouted.
"Whose child are you?" the middle-aged man asked through gritted teeth.
"It's not yours anyway," Mo Junlan said.
The middle-aged man couldn't help but choked on Mo Junlan's words.
"Jinghong, who is he?" The middle-aged man turned to ask the man in Tsing Yi.
Feng Jinghong's mouth twitched, saying, "I don't even know who he is, he came in by himself."
Moreover, he deliberately used that kind of magic sound to destroy his ears, and the words he said were also very unpleasant.
"Your name is Jinghong!" Mo Junlan turned to look at Feng Jinghong.
Feng Jinghong ignored Mo Junlan.
"Then you are really narcissistic." Mo Junlan frowned, "You actually named the yard after yourself."
Feng Jinghong, "..."
"Jinghong, hurry up and beat this guy out for me." The middle-aged man said angrily.
"You're so rude." Mo Junlan snorted softly, "What's the matter with your son? Come over and hit me if you have one!"
"I'll hit you if I hit you, don't think that this uncle dares not hit you." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he picked up the stone on the ground and threw it directly at Mo Junlan.
"Throwing a stone won't kill me." Mo Junlan moved his fingertips, and as the clanging piano sounded, he saw that the stone thrown by the middle-aged man was instantly shattered by an invisible force.
Feng Jinghong couldn't help but stretch out his hand to support his forehead.
middle-aged man, "… "
"Hey, since you don't like listening to my qin, then I'll continue to play the flute." After Mo Junlan finished speaking, he put the immortal qin away, took out the jade flute, and began to play.
Feng Jinghong's expression changed slightly involuntarily. He was already prepared to be destroyed again, but he didn't expect that this time, the sound of the flute played by the other party made him stunned.
The middle-aged man was also stunned, but he couldn't help but red eyes in the end.
The Xiao sound played by Mo Junlan was full of grief and longing.
However, Feng Jinghong quickly reacted, and he hurriedly turned to look at the middle-aged man.
Sure enough, the middle-aged man had already hugged his head and burst into tears.
"Father!" Feng Jinghong hurried to the middle-aged man's side.
"Jinghong, why did your mother leave so early, woo woo..." The middle-aged man said sadly, "My heart is so uncomfortable that I'm about to die..."
Hearing this, Feng Jinghong immediately turned to look at Mo Junlan, and said angrily, "Hurry up and stop your flute for me."
However, Mo Junlan did not stop blowing the flute, but used his strength to spread the sound of flute to every corner of the Feng family mansion.
"Jinghong, I plan to go to the Endless Ghost Realm to find your mother's soul. If I can't come back, don't go to me..." The middle-aged man continued to cry, "Jinghong, it's because my father is useless that Let your mother be killed by the old man..."
When Mo Junlan heard this, he immediately stopped playing the flute, blinked his eyes, and asked, "Which old man killed your wife?"
"It's my father!" The middle-aged man said with a sad expression, "He looked down on my wife's background, so he always tried every means to assassinate him."
"Who is your father?" Mo Junlan asked again.
"The current head of the Feng family." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth.
"Oh, so it's Feng Guangyao, that old immortal!" Mo Junlan nodded.
"Yes, it's the old immortal." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth.
"No wonder you didn't go to his birthday banquet!" Mo Junlan said suddenly.
"I hate him to death." The middle-aged man said bitterly.
"Then why didn't you kill him?" Mo Junlan asked.
"I can't beat him," the middle-aged man said with a downcast, "and he's my biological father, so I…"
"You can't do it, can you?" Mo Junlan raised his eyebrows.
The middle-aged man nodded, but his expression was still very sad.
"If you don't kill him, you can do other things!" Mo Junlan smiled and said, "For example, sabotage his birthday banquet."
Feng Jinghong, "..."
"But I have a question." Mo Junlan suddenly turned to look at Feng Jinghong and asked, "What is your relationship with Feng Jinghua?"
"Feng Jinghua is my cousin." Feng Jinghong replied.
"Then what's your father's name?" Mo Junlan asked again.
"Feng Xian!" Feng Jinghong said.
"You guys are really struggling." Mo Junlan sighed, "If I were you, I would have gone straight to Old Man Feng and scolded him."
"Then why don't you scold him now?" Feng Jinghong looked at Mo Junlan and said.
"I've already scolded him today." Mo Junlan curled his lips, "It's a pity you can't see it."
"Then why didn't you come to me earlier?" Feng Xian looked up at Mo Junlan.
"I didn't know your wife died!" Mo Junlan frowned.
Feng Xian heard the words, and then he looked heartbroken again.
"If it's a man, just go and kill the old man." Mo Junlan said with disgust, "If you can't kill it, you will poison it."
"Are you trying to kill my father?" Feng Jinghong looked at Mo Junlan coldly.
"I want him to take revenge!" Mo Junlan frowned, "If he dies too, maybe he can be with his wife, it's better than being like a ghost all day. Live like a ghost."
"Don't talk nonsense anymore." Feng Jinghong said with a solemn expression.
"Oh!" Mo Junlan said disapprovingly, "If you have something to do, it's best not to ask to come to my head, or you will die."
"We're fine, please." Feng Jinghong said angrily.
"Actually, I know a spell." Mo Junlan smiled and said, "That kind of spell is called spiritism, and I heard that it is a special spell in the endless ghost realm."
"Endless Ghost Territory?" Feng Xian suddenly became excited.
"Yes!" Mo Junlan nodded and said, "Speaking of which, it seems that everyone in the Endless Ghost Realm should call me the young master."
When Feng Jinghong and Feng Xian heard the words, they couldn't help being stunned.
"But this spiritism technique, I'm pretty good at it." Mo Junlan continued, "But whoever made me dislike you guys!"
Feng Jinghong, "..."
Feng Xian, "…"
"I heard that people from the God Realm will automatically appear in the Endless Ghost Realm after they die." Mo Junlan narrowed his eyes and said, "I can find your wives and mothers, and then let her follow Other male ghosts go to have children."
"No!" Feng Xian shouted quickly.
"That's up to you." Mo Junlan sneered, "In the endless ghost realm, the ghost emperor has the ability to control all ghosts, and the other party can't resist at all."
"What do you want?" Feng Jinghong frowned, "You should be Feng Jinghua's son, right?"
He knew that Feng Jinghua had a son with the Ghost Emperor, but he had never seen it before.
"I want that old man to lose his position as the head of the Feng family." Mo Junlan sneered.
Feng Jinghong frowned and asked, "Do you have any grudges?"
"There is such a bit of hatred, who made me so careful!" Mo Junlan smiled and said, "Of course, you have another choice, and that is to go on a blind date."
Feng Jinghong, "..."
"Are you my grand-nephew?" Feng Xian tried his best to look at Mo Junlan with kind eyes.
"No!" Mo Junlan said.
Feng Xian, "…"
"I have nothing to do with your Feng family at all." Mo Junlan snorted coldly, "My father said that he has already cut off my relationship with the Feng family."
Feng Xian, "…"
Feng Jinghong, "..."
Based on what they knew about Feng Jinghua, the other party could really do such a thing.
Feng Jinghua's character is already bizarre enough, but he didn't expect his son to be better than blue.
"Who do you want me to go on a blind date with?" Feng Jinghong asked.
"Desolate Ancient Emperor!" Mo Junlan said with a smile.
Feng Jinghong, "..."
"It's definitely not a joke." Mo Junlan said solemnly, "Your temperament is so similar to mine, he might fall in love with you!"
"That's why you're the one who was favored by Emperor Huanggu, right?" Feng Jinghong's mouth twitched slightly.
"Who told me that everyone loves flowers and flowers bloom!" Mo Junlan sighed, "I am too charming, and I have no choice. In order to prevent the other party from dying alone, I can only find him a daughter-in-law."
Feng Jinghong, "..."
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