Chapter 518

Lu Yang and his party arrived at Squire Song's house smoothly, without many twists and turns.

Lu Yang knocked on the door politely. The person who opened the door was a young young master, with no cultivation, a mortal, with a pale face and dark circles under his eyes, which should be caused by lack of rest.

"The three of you are..." The young master looked at Lu Yang and the three of them with some vigilance.

"We three are disciples of the immortal sect, invited by Squire Song to resolve the matter of the painting."

"So you are disciples of the immortal sect!" The young master's eyes widened. The Song family had sought help from the immortal sect with the mentality of giving it a try. He didn't expect that the high-and-mighty immortal sect would really send someone!

"I am Lu Yang, and these two are my Junior Sisters, Tao Yaoye and Seeing Lan Ting."

"Lu Yang?! That Lu Yang who is invincible in the Jin Dan stage?!"

When the young master heard Lu Yang's name, he was even more shocked. Although he was a mortal, he belonged to a wealthy family among mortals and knew something about the Cultivation Realm. If you had to say whose name was mentioned the most in the past three months, it would be Lu Yang!

Coupled with the vigorous promotion of Daoist Bu Yu, Lu Yang's name was simply red-hot.

It's just that the Cultivation Realm said that Lu Yang was the number one person in the mid-Jin Dan stage, but when it reached the young master, it was heard as the number one person in the Jin Dan stage.

For him, there was not much difference between the mid-Jin Dan stage and the Jin Dan stage.

"Song Tian has met the three Daoist priests, please come in." Song Tian invited the three in politely, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent.

Through Song Tian's introduction, Lu Yang learned that Squire Song's full name was Song Jinju, and Song Tian was the eldest son. Now that Squire Song was old, the Song family business was mainly managed by Song Tian. He was the one who heard about Lu Yang from a cultivator friend while doing business and confirmed that what was told in the storytelling was true.

Besides Song Tian, Squire Song had two other sons and a daughter. The second son was named Song Qing, a scholar; the third son was named Song Qi, who was idle all day and was a standard playboy. Squire Song hated that he couldn't live up to expectations. The youngest daughter was named Song Lian'er.

Madam Song passed away from illness five years ago.

"Three immortal masters, you must save our Song family. That painting is really too strange. I can't sleep all night. That painting must have become a spirit. Our Song family has moved twice, and every time that painting follows us."

Song Tian saw Lu Yang and the three of them as if he saw a savior, and the gloom accumulated these days was swept away.

He invited Lu Yang and the three to the main hall, asked the maid to pour tea, and called the butler, asking him to call Squire Song, who was in the study, over.

Song Tian himself went to call his family over.

During this time, the Song family had been in a state of panic, but with the immortal sect disciples taking action, they could finally be at ease.

Lu Yang picked up the teacup and, regardless of the boiling water, drank half a cup of tea in one gulp.

What was boiling water? He used to take baths in boiling water before he started cultivating.

Lu Yang put down the teacup and said casually: "There is a gloomy energy in the Song family."

Tao Yaoye nodded: "Indeed, and the gloomy energy is thick. There should be a demon hiding in the Song family."

That said, judging from the concentration of the emitted gloomy energy, it did not pose a threat to Lu Yang and the three.

The five senses of the three were very keen, and they heard the Song brothers and sisters walking this way from afar, talking as they walked.

"Eldest brother, it's not that I'm talking about you, but how many cultivators have we invited to our house? Which one didn't return in defeat? Are you so sure it's reliable this time?" The attitude was not correct; it should be the third son, Song Qi.

"Third brother, don't talk nonsense. This time, Eldest brother invited disciples of the immortal sect. Their status is almost on par with the imperial court. They are true immortal families. Isn't it easy for immortal families to deal with mere demons and evil?"

Judging from the tone of voice, it should be the second son, Song Qing.

"And didn't you hear Eldest brother say that among the cultivators who came this time, there is a Daoist priest named Lu Yang? Even if you are ignorant and idle on weekdays, you should have heard the storytelling 'Legend of the Congwendao Sect'. As far as I know, the person who wrote the storytelling is the Sect Master of the immortal sect, a top-notch expert in the world. Things written by such experts, although they sound strange, must be true!"

"Stop showing off your knowledge. Second brother, you didn't even pass the Licentiate exam. Father got angry at you several times, saying that you read a fart of a book, forgot?"

"You!"

"I hope we can successfully take away the painting. Zhou Lang knows about our family's situation and doesn't even dare to see me easily." This voice was a bit cowardly; it was undoubtedly the youngest daughter, Song Lian'er.

"Youngest sister, haven't you broken off the relationship with that kid yet? You forgot what Father told you. That kid has achieved nothing and only speaks nicely. He doesn't like you at all, but likes our Song family's property!"

"Listen to Second brother's advice and break it off quickly. If Father finds out that you are still in contact with him, be careful that he breaks your legs!"

"No, Zhou Lang loves me!"

"Alright, we'll see the Daoist priest soon, so behave yourselves, especially you, Third brother. It's best not to be foolish in front of the Daoist priest, otherwise Father won't spare you!"

The Song brothers and sisters walked to the main hall while talking.

Lu Yang drank the remaining half cup of tea in one gulp and smacked his lips, just to rinse his mouth and forget the taste of the wontons.

The interpersonal relationships of the Song family were a bit complicated.

When the Song brothers and sisters arrived, Lu Yang just glanced at them and matched them with the people who were talking just now.

Eldest son Song Tian had already met.

The one in a Confucian robe, clean and tidy, with one hand hanging on his abdomen, was the second son, Song Qing.

The short one with a displeased face was the third son, Song Qi.

The one whose eyes were dodging and didn't dare to look directly at Lu Yang was the youngest daughter, Song Lian'er.

"Met the Daoist priests."

Song Tian had quite a lot of prestige in the family. He let his younger brothers and sisters be honest, so no one dared to act presumptuously in front of Lu Yang, and the third son, Song Qi, was no exception.

"Has Father not come yet?" Song Tian was a bit puzzled. Calculating the time, Father should have come.

While Song Tian was puzzled, a figure stumbled into the main hall, out of breath: "Young Master, Young Master, it's not good!"

Song Tian helped the butler up, and a feeling of something bad arose spontaneously: "What's wrong? Where is Father?"

"The Master has passed away!"

"What?!"

The Song brothers and sisters were all shocked, and the youngest sister, Song Lian'er, almost fainted to the ground.

Even Lu Yang and the three of them didn't expect that they hadn't even met the target yet, and he was already dead!

"Let's go, let's go see!"

Song Tian was the eldest brother after all. He quickly stabilized his mind and let the butler take them to the study.

The study door was tightly closed. The butler took everyone to the window on the side of the study. The window had a big hole broken in it. They could see Squire Song lying on the ground from inside, blood flowing all over the floor, and he had no breath.

While the butler took everyone to climb through the window, he said: "I went to the study to call the Master, but I called for a long time and the Master didn't respond, and the study doors and windows were locked. This is the Master's habit. He feels safe this way. I felt something was wrong, broke the window and entered. As soon as I entered the room, I saw the Master lying on the ground."

Tao Yaoye and Seeing Lan Ting were thoughtful. The doors and windows were tightly locked, and outsiders could not open them. Squire Song died inside. This was a typical locked-room murder case.

Lu Yang didn't speak, not knowing what he was thinking.

The second update is before eleven o'clock.

(End of chapter)