Chapter 92 Home...

Huan Yin stared at the eight words in front of him, and there was an inexplicable irritation in his heart. The feeling was like... just like the nonsense that he heard from Turtle Hermit in the Secret Realm of the Demon.

The heaven is in chaos, and reincarnation is unfair? This is the last words of the man in front of him. What kind of message does he want to convey?

Huan Yin shook his head, he couldn't think of the answer. So, he tried to dispel the irritation from his mind, and then took a deep look at the body in front of him and started the burial work.

The huge pit was very large and deep, and Huan Yin didn't need to fill it up. If he wanted to bury this person, he only needed to cover the bottom of the pit with soil. However, Huan Yin kept filling the pit with soil, and even used his cultivation, as if this would completely dispel the irritability in his heart.

It took Huan Yin almost three hours to finally fill the huge pit completely. Although it is still bare without any trees, it is not as eye-catching as before.

Huan Yin bowed again in the direction of the original deep pit, then got on the silver shuttle and left.

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At noon on the second day, Huan Yin found a remote place in the forest outside Jingzhou City and landed from the air. Then he took out a mortal's clothes from the Qiankun bag and changed into the image of the young master in Zuixianlou again.

After changing his clothes, Huan Yin walked out of the forest and slowly walked towards Jingzhou City.

The official road outside Jingzhou City is wide and flat. This is a place that Huan Gong often passed by when he was alive. When Huan Yin walked here, he felt like he was following his father's footsteps, and countless memories came to his mind at once.

Huan Yin walked slowly, constantly looking around, his eyes full of reminiscence. If anyone noticed this young man, he would be shocked by his eyes. Because there were too many memories and longings in those eyes, which did not look like what a child should have.

Finally, the tall walls of Jingzhou City appeared in front of Huan Yin. As long as he thought of Sister Jiujiu behind the high wall, Huan Yin couldn't help but feel excited.

This time, as long as he could see Sister Jiujiu and pay a good respect to his father's spirit, he would be satisfied. As for the other people in the family, he didn't want to see them, nor did he need to see them.

Huan Yin walked into the city, and the familiar scenes on both sides of the road once again came into his eyes. The city has not changed much. Every brick and tile, every floor and pavilion, every grass and tree here are so familiar, and even the shouts of street vendors seem to have not changed.

"Boss, give me two boxes of He Liu Su." Huan Yin walked to a small shop called "He Wang Liu" on the street and said to the boss.

Although "He Wang Liu" is not big, it is the most authentic shop in the city that makes He Liu Su. As long as you are a local in Jingzhou City, you will not go to those big shops that look magnificent to buy He Liu Su, but will come directly here. In the past, Huan Gong's favorite He Liu Su was bought from here, and Huan Jiujiu also often ran to this shop to enjoy it when he was a child.

It was noon, and there were usually few customers, so the boss was also dozing in the rocking chair. Suddenly, he heard someone buying lotus willow pastry, and the boss subconsciously stood up with a smile on his face, as if he had never dozed off just now.

"Young master, what flavor do you want?" the boss asked.

Huan Yin saw that the boss was still so dedicated to his business even though he was a little older, and smiled slightly: "Now, are there any flavors to choose from?"

"Yes, in addition to the original flavor, there are also various fruit flavors, which are all figured out by me, the old man." The boss said with some pride.

"Original flavor, is it the flavor from the past?" Huan Yin finally experienced the taste of time here. Changes are always going on quietly, just like the taste of lotus willow pastry.

"Yes, sir. From your accent, you are a local of Jingzhou City. From your tone, you must have eaten the lotus willow pastry from our "He Wang Liu". But how come I, an old man, have never seen you before?" The boss looked at Huan Yin with some curiosity. All the customers who came to him were familiar customers, but he didn't remember Huan Yin.

Huan Yin smiled slightly and didn't answer the boss's words, but said: "Then I still want two boxes of original flavor."

The boss saw that Huan Yin didn't answer, and didn't ask any more questions, but said happily: "Okay, sir, I'll get it for you right away."

The boss quickly took two boxes of lotus willow pastry to Huan Yin. Huan Yin looked at the things that he was familiar with, smiled, thanked the boss, and walked out.

The boss looked at Huan Yin's leaving figure and scratched his head: "This little sir, why does he look so familiar?"

After leaving "He Wang Liu", Huan Yin carried the lotus willow pastry prepared for his father and Jiu Jiu sister in one hand, and walked home along the road in his memory.

Huan Yin was very familiar with this road. This was the road he had walked countless times to buy lotus and willow cakes for his father, and it was also the road he had walked repeatedly with Jiujiu to satisfy his cravings. Soon, he came to a small courtyard gate. This courtyard gate was simple and concise, and it did not look like the courtyard gate of a wealthy family. However, if you look closely, the endless courtyard wall and the door made of black gold tamarisk will tell you that this place is not as simple as it seems at first glance.

Huan Yin climbed the stairs and walked to the front of the courtyard gate. The door that appeared thousands of times in memory finally came to his eyes. Huan Yin reached out and gently touched the door, as if touching the past of his life!

The door was old. Even if it was black gold tamarisk, it was still old. Although this change was very subtle, Huan Yin felt it instantly.

"Squeak..." Huan Yin gently pushed the door open and walked in. Although the door was locked, it couldn't stop Huan Yin. At this moment, Huan Yin had already used the method he had just learned to hide his body, and ordinary people couldn't see him. He just wanted to pay his respects to his father's spirit and see Sister Jiujiu.

There was no one inside the door, and Huan Yin was a little surprised. The servants who were supposed to be waiting at the door didn't know where they had gone. This is the front yard of Huan Mansion, where Huan Mansion welcomes and sends off guests. Originally, there should be many servants standing in various key places, but Huan Yin looked around at this moment and still didn't see a single figure.

The front yard without people looked a little bleak, but fortunately it seemed that someone had always taken care of it. Although it was not as carefully taken care of as when his father was here, at least it was still presentable.

Huan Yin walked in along the path in the front yard. He wanted to look around and see what the place where he grew up looked like now, and why there was no one in the front yard now.

Soon, Huan Yin came to the main hall of Huan Mansion. The main hall is located in the center of the entire Huan Mansion, where Duke Huan used to receive distinguished guests. As soon as he approached here, a woman's light laughter came out.

Huan Yin frowned. This is the most important place in the Huan Mansion. Duke Huan had many big businesses during his lifetime, all of which were promoted here, so this place has always been "dignified" and "elegant". Even the eldest lady Zhu did not dare to speak loudly when she came here. At this moment, I don't know who is making trouble here, it's simply out of order.

Huan Yin increased his pace and came to the main hall in a short while. At this moment, in the courtyard outside the main hall, there were three women, naked, surrounding a man in the middle of them, who was also naked, and they were doing it upside down. The sound Huan Yin just heard was the sound of pleasure from these women.

Huan Yin couldn't believe that this most formal occasion in the former mansion, this place where his father used to receive distinguished guests in the past, was actually used by several people in front of him to do that lewd thing, and it was in broad daylight.

What is even more unacceptable is that around these four people, there are four servants and four maids standing, obviously waiting here to serve the four people in the middle. The expressions on the faces of these servants are just numb at this moment, as if they have long been accustomed to the scene in front of them.

It is Huanyu, his good brother who has become the head of the family! Huanyin recognized who the man in the middle is at a glance. I am afraid that only he can do such a thing!

Huanyin really wants to teach him a lesson, but in the end, he still shook his head and walked around them. Now that he has broken through the mortal world and become an immortal, although there are his own memories here, the Huan family belongs to Huanyu after all. Even if he can make a move once, he can't always stare at Huanyu here. If the Huan family really fell because of him, it was also the fate of the family. Perhaps such a lesson can change Huanyu.

Huanyin walked into the main hall. The layout and things in the hall were exactly the same as Huanyin remembered, without any changes. It's just that some things have been tilted, and some have been broken by someone.

Huan Yin looked back at Huan Yu, who was about to die (anti-harmony), and was afraid that the main hall had also been ruined by him, and it was even possible that this place had never played its original role except for being ruined by him.

Huan Yin left. He didn't want to see Huan Yu again. He was afraid that he would not be able to help but want to teach Huan Yu a lesson. Getting angry for such a person would not have any effect except disturbing his own Tao heart.

Going through the inner hall and walking north, you will find the residence of the masters of the Huan family. Huan Jiujiu's room is here, and Huan Yin's previous room is also here.

Huan Yin followed his memory and walked towards Huan Jiujiu's room with excitement and excitement. He hadn't seen his sister for several years, and he missed her very much!

Walking through the long corridor, Huan Yin came to Huan Jiujiu's door. At this moment, there was no one outside Huan Jiujiu's door, and I don't know what her maid was doing. But it happened that Huan Yin could show up and meet Jiujiu.

"Dong Dong Dong!" Huan Yin showed up and knocked on Huan Jiujiu's door. He was ready to accept his sister's shocked expression, and he was also ready to cover her mouth the second before her exclamation, and then pull her back to the room to say everything he hadn't said in the past few years, even if he didn't go out for three days and three nights.

"Dong Dong Dong!" There was no movement in the room, and Huan Yin knocked a few more times. But this time, he waited for a while and still didn't move. Did his sister go out? Huan Yin pushed the door open and walked in.

There was no one in the room, everything here was tidy and clean, and it was obvious that the servants had been cleaning here very carefully. However, Huan Yin could not feel a trace of warmth and vitality in the room, as if this was just a clean and tidy empty shell, and its owner had long been gone...

Huan Yin went home! The excitement I want to write is not just the excitement of killing and crushing all the way, I want to write flesh and blood, diverse excitement! I hope everyone will support me! Thank you!