The boss traveled through time in the end times: The prince was beaten by the princess again

After leaving the Ma Family Villa, they gathered in the backyard of a teahouse. Ji Qianchen came to the backyard waving his folding fan, and saw Lin Yiyang and Zhong Hanyan sitting at the stone table waiting for him. The two of them were so affectionate that Ji Qianchen couldn't help but blush. He coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

"Doctor Ji, you are here, please sit down!"

Lin Yiyang hurriedly stood up to greet Ji Qianchen. Ji Qianchen waved his hand and sat down. At this time, Zhang, the shopkeeper, came over with tea and snacks. This teahouse was opened by Zhang. His full name was Zhang Fuquan. He had opened a teahouse in this town for decades and was very familiar with Ma Chengfeng's family.

"Hurry up and sit down and have something to eat and drink. You are all Chengfeng's friends, so don't be polite to me."

Zhang Fuquan entertained them warmly. He then sat down and looked around. He then whispered, "You guessed right. As soon as you came out, there were some strangers in the town. They were sneaking towards the Ma Family Villa. Do you have any countermeasures? The residents of the town are all old acquaintances. Just tell us. We can help you with anything."

Lin Yiyang paused and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Zhang, everything has been arranged. Try to stay away from those strangers and don't hurt yourself. Leave these people to us."

Zhang Fuquan heard that everything was settled, so he stopped worrying about it. He stood up, exchanged a few pleasantries, and went to the front yard to entertain the guests.

Ji Qianchen and his companions ate some snacks and drank some tea, then carefully disguised themselves and quietly slipped back to the vicinity of the Ma family villa through the backyard.

At this moment, Lin Qingwan had already set up a formation around the villa without anyone noticing. If a fight really broke out, none of them would be able to escape.

Lin Qingwan sat in the main hall, drinking tea leisurely, opposite to Ma Hongtian's room. From where she was, she could see everything. Ma Chengfeng was like an ant on a hot pot, walking back and forth. His father was inside as bait, how could he not be anxious!

"Miss Lin, will they really come?" Ma Chengfeng rubbed the corner of his clothes, feeling uneasy.

"Don't worry, the fish will be hooked soon." Seeing that the sky was about to get dark, Lin Qingwan also felt a strong sense of consciousness scanning around her. Lin Qingwan's hidden aura was not something that ordinary cultivators could detect.

Except for Sanniang, almost all the others had no spiritual power. Lin Qingwan had also taught Sanniang how to hide her spiritual power. Therefore, the man scanned back and forth several times but could not find anything unusual.

After that, there was no further inspection. Lin Qingwan quietly released a paper crane, and Lin Yiyang and others who were hiding in the dark quietly followed the secret passage and entered under Ma Hongtian's bed. This was a secret passage dug by Ma Hongtian in his early years, leading directly to the outside of the city, just to prevent any accidents one day.

Xuan Ye had already been waiting in the secret passage.

"Sir, you have arrived but there is no movement yet. Miss asked us to stay here."

"it is good."

Several people squatted in the secret passage waiting. Ji Qianchen was amazed at Ma Hongtian's foresight. He always left a way out for everything and was very thoughtful. From what the townspeople had just said, Ma Hongtian was very approachable and this was his old house. He also made great contributions to the construction of the town. He had a very good reputation in the town. So these residents were willing to help them and be their eyes and ears. This made Ji Qianchen look at him with a higher opinion.

At this moment, night fell, and suddenly, a series of discordant whistles came from outside the yard. The whistles were played in a very regular pattern.

"coming."

Lin Qingwan waited for an entire afternoon, and finally they arrived. Ma Chengfeng stood up from his chair. He didn't dare to breathe. He had never seen such a big battle, facing off against the legendary mysterious family. It was said that some of them practiced immortal arts. He didn't even dare to think about it. But now, these people wanted to assassinate his father.

Thinking of this, the fear in Ma Chengfeng's heart disappeared. With Miss Lin around, he had nothing to be afraid of!

"Miss Lin, whatever you say, I'll obey you."

"Don't worry, wait for them to come in. Now, go to your father's room first and control your father. If necessary, use the talisman I gave you."

Ma Chengfeng took a deep breath and rushed out.

Ma Hongtian felt very uncomfortable at the moment. Although he had escaped from the control of the corpse-driving family, the whistle pierced his heart like a sharp sword, making him want to follow the whistle.

Ma Hongtian tried his best to control himself, and a low roar came out of his mouth. His black nails grew rapidly, and veins all over his body bulged. His lips were black. But he still kept his body steady. At this moment, he was simply worse off than dead.

The whistle continued, like the Black and White Impermanence that capture people's souls, "Ulala" kept sounding.

Ma Hongtian couldn't help himself in the end, and jumped towards the door, as if he had lost consciousness. Fortunately, at this moment, Ma Chengfeng pushed the door open, saw his father about to jump out of the room, and hurriedly called Ma Hongtian.

"Daddy! Wake up! Don't listen to that whistle! Wake up!"

But his shouts seemed to fall on deaf ears, with no response. He instinctively hugged Ma Hongtian's waist, and Ma Hongtian was still unconsciously jumping in his arms, trying to get away with the whistle.

"There's nothing else I can do. I can only listen to Miss Lin and use the talisman paper."

Ma Chengfeng took out a talisman from his sleeve, muttered something, and then pasted the talisman on his father's forehead. With a flash of golden light, it sank into Ma Hongtian's body. Ma Hongtian stood there motionless.

Ma Chengfeng heaved a sigh of relief, carried his father into the room, and stood beside the bed. He knew that Lin Yiyang and others were in the secret passage under the bed, so he did not carry his father to the bed.

Then, he stood inside the house and watched the situation. He blew the whistle for a while, and when there was no response, he stopped.

The yard fell into silence again.

outside the hospital

"Elder Wang, why is there no response? The corpse puppet has really lost contact with us. What should we do now?"

"Gather the men. We must get the corpse out tonight. Nothing can go wrong at this critical moment."

Elder Wang's shrewd eyes swirled. According to his spiritual sense, there were no other cultivators inside. Those with high mystical powers had also left the house and had not returned yet. This was a perfect opportunity. In order to avoid more trouble, we had to act quickly tonight and transport the corpse puppet back to the family overnight. No delay was allowed.

After a while, the men came back, followed by more than 20 people. They were all sent by the family to complete this mission. They were not very skilled, and one of them was about to build his foundation. Together with him, an elder in the early stage of building his foundation, this operation was considered stable.

"action!"

At Elder Wang's command, he walked to the gate first and knocked gently. Someone inside opened the gate and they walked in one after another.

"Is there anything unusual?"

Elder Wang asked a disciple dressed as a servant. This servant was Wang Shitou who had stayed in the Ma Mansion to gather information.

Wang Shitou lowered his voice and said, "Nothing unusual. Where is Ma Hongtian's room? Elder, follow me."

He led everyone carefully to Ma Hongtian's room and hid behind the rockery.