The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

"What?" Wang Kaihua looked at him suspiciously. "I'm telling you, kid, I can give you other things to play with, but I absolutely cannot give you this seal. This is the business card of our Blood Sacrifice Pavilion, so I can't give it to you!"

"Hey Uncle Wang, please tell me first, where did you put it?" Su Yang asked persistently.

"Hehe, I won't say anything." Wang Kaihua smiled and then buried his head in his phone again, ignoring Su Yang completely.

"Uncle Wang..."

"Shut up, what are you arguing about? We're playing games!"

"..."

Hou Buye rolled his eyes speechlessly, then pointed at him in the air.

“Crash~!”

Wang Kaihua's cell phone shattered into pieces. He was stunned for a moment holding the pile of cell phone fragments, then looked up at Buye Hou without saying a word.

"What are you looking at? I'm asking you a question! Where is the seal?" Buye Hou said, glancing at him.

Wang Kaihua sighed and shook his head, "Alas! I have to accept my fate this time! Okay, just don't break it for me."

Then he shouted towards the door, "Little rabbit! Little rabbit! Where are you? Come here!..."

"coming."

Not long after he finished speaking, the Rabbit General Liu Rangchen walked into the room slowly, scratching his ears with his claws, as if he had just woken up.

"What did you ask me to do again?"

Liu Rangchen stood in front of Wang Kaihua, glanced at him lazily, and asked lightly.

"Go to my study and bring the seal of the Blood Sacrifice Pavilion. This kid wants to see it."

"Oh……"

Liu Rangchen agreed reluctantly, then turned and walked out of the bedroom and headed towards the study.

"Damn it! You're still not quiet at this hour. I was sleeping so soundly, but you woke me up. It's just a small matter, no one else can do it, right?!"

Liu Rangchen walked away, cursing angrily under his breath.

Soon he returned to the room, holding in his hand a simple, elegant, and exquisitely carved rosewood box.

"Here!"

Liu Rangchen threw the box in front of Wang Kaihua, then sat down at the table nearby.

He held his cheek with one hand and took a nap, not taking the Demon Lord Wang Kaihua and the Demon King Luo Jingyu seriously at all.

Su Yang saw this and smacked his lips. Was this arrogant fellow in front of him really his usual obedient little bunny? Was he sure he wasn't a fake?

"thank you."

Wang Kaihua smiled at Liu Rangchen, then reached out and grabbed the two locks of the wooden box, and opened the lid with an easy pull.

Seeing this, Su Yang immediately moved closer to observe, and saw a dark red seal lying there quietly.

This seal is the size of a pebble, square in shape, with a cold dark glow all over, and covered with all kinds of intricate and obscure patterns. It exudes obscure yet powerful fluctuations that make people feel suffocated and depressed.

"Huh? It's not lost?!"

Su Yang reached out and took out the seal, holding it in his hand and looking at it for a while.

"Nonsense! This seal is more precious than you. I can't lose it even if I lose it!"

Wang Kaihua snorted and answered nonchalantly.

"Lao Deng, since this thing is so precious, how about we make a deal? I will give you my inner elixir, and you give me this seal, how about that?"

Buyehou suddenly looked at Wang Kaihua with a smile and said coaxingly.

"You wish!" Wang Kaihua directly refused as soon as Buyehou finished speaking.

"Only the Pavilion Master is qualified to control this seal. You want to exchange my Blood Sacrifice Pavilion for a small inner elixir? I am stupid!"

"Uncle Wang, what are the chances that this seal can be forged?"

"The probability is zero." Wang Kaihua said firmly.

Su Yang's eyes widened immediately after hearing this, "So awesome?"

"Of course! The material used to make this seal is taken from the Heart of Dark Iron in the abyss of the Demon Realm Hell, and then refined using a special secret method. It would be a pipe dream to copy it."

As Wang Kaihua spoke, he took out a cell phone from Su Yang's pocket and disappeared from everyone's sight at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye. No one knew where he had hidden in which corner to play games again.

"Hey! Where's Uncle Wang?"

Su Yang looked around in confusion and woke up the little rabbit who was taking a nap.

"Ah?! What? Gone? Oh, then I'll go back to sleep too."

Liu Rangchen stood up drowsily, rubbed his sleepy eyes, turned around and left the bedroom.

……

On the side of Haishang Mingyue, Su Xiang sent everyone away, returned to the bedroom, lay on the bed, looked at the empty pillow, tossed and turned, but couldn't fall asleep.

"Oh! This matter has left me alone in the empty house... Oh right! Let's go find Mingxi. I haven't visited him for a long time. He must be quite lonely."

Thinking of this, Su Xiang hurriedly put on his shoes and went out, sneaking towards Mingxi's bedroom. As soon as he turned the corner, he ran into Yinzhi.

"Oh my god! You scared me so much. What's wrong with you not sleeping at night?"

Su Xiang patted his chest and couldn't help complaining.

Yinzhi held the rattle in her hand and looked at Su Xiang with a smile, and asked, "My dear son, why are you not sleeping so late at night?"

"Can't I come out for some fresh air? What's it to you? Go away, go to sleep!"

Su Xiang waved his hand impatiently.

"Oh, I'm leaving then~"

Yinzhi shrugged her shoulders, turned and walked away, but Su Xiang soon discovered something was wrong.

"Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute, I told you to go back to sleep, why did you run into someone else's room?"

"Of course, sleeping. We have been sleeping together these past few days."

As Yinzhi spoke, she pushed open the door and entered Mingxi's room.

The house was brightly lit, the windows were open, and the wind blowing in brought cool breezes.

Mingxi sat cross-legged on the edge of the kang, staring at the wooden fish in his hand and slowly striking it, with a compassionate expression, just like a high monk.

"I... I'm fucking, Ming, Mingxi, what the hell are you doing?"

Su Xiang pointed at him and asked in amazement.

Mingxi glanced at him and uttered eight words as he opened and closed his mouth:

"Amitabha ~ Buddha has mercy on me ~"

"Puff!" Su Xiang almost spit out his anger when he heard that. He shouted angrily: "Stop! No matter who you are, get off my brother Mingxi right now!"

Mingxi lying on the bed turned a deaf ear and continued to beat the wooden fish in his hand and recite the scriptures in a methodical manner, without being affected at all.

Yinzhi saw that Mingxi was possessed by a ghost, and was about to take action, but Su Xiang had already taken a step ahead of him.

He just shot out a flash of spiritual light, and a dirty ghost instantly floated out of Mingxi's body.

Mingxi's body froze, and he fell limply on the bed and fell asleep.

Yinzhi hurried forward, put her hand on his forehead, and gave him some spiritual energy to clear out the remaining impurities in his body and avoid the high fever caused by being possessed by the ghost.

The ghost was a middle-aged man with an untidy beard and unkempt appearance, looking like a tramp.

There is an obvious bulge on the head, which should be caused by death due to being hit on the head by some blunt object.

As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, Su Xiang rushed up quickly, grabbed him and beat him up.

"Fuck you! You dare to have sex with my brother Mingxi! I will make you disappear into ashes today!"

The middle-aged male ghost was beaten and screamed, "Ah! Stop it! Stop it!... It's only natural for me to have sex with my own son! It's none of your business. If you have the guts, go to the King of Hell and sue me!"

Hearing this, Su Xiang stopped and looked at the middle-aged male ghost suspiciously, hesitantly said: "What did you just shout? I didn't hear it clearly, say it again?"

"I am his father! He is my biological son! It is only natural for me to have sex with my own son!"

The middle-aged male ghost pointed at Mingxi who was sleeping on the bed and shouted righteously.