Chapter 167: Ang Lee is back (2)

Li An waved his hand, Fan Yingying thought he wanted to say something hard, or after telling her not to ask again, he didn't want Li An to wave his hand, smiled at her, and disappeared out of thin air. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Just as when he came, he went silently, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"What's wrong?"

When Han Sicheng opened his eyes after his cultivation, he saw Fan Yingying with a shocked and inexplicable expression, looking at the position beside him.

Fan Yingying came back to her senses, looked at Han Sicheng, paused, and then said, "Ang Li came just now." ā€

"Who?" Han Sicheng had no impression of Ang Lee.

"The one who was controlled by Yu Jianghe." Fan Yingying reminded her, hurriedly closed her mouth, turned her head to look around, Li An appeared without a trace, and I don't know if she was hiding somewhere to eavesdrop on them.

Han Sicheng comprehended, made a silent gesture at her, and the two quickly packed up their things and drove away from Sifeng Mountain.

When he returned to Zou Yu's house, everyone else was still sleeping, Han Sicheng followed Fan Yingying back to the bedroom, and the two closed the door and talked in a whisper.

"What the hell is going on? How could he come all of a sudden? I should be extremely sensitive when my consciousness is out of my body, but I don't notice it at all, is he really a ghost? How can the Shade be so powerful? ā€

Han Sicheng felt that this Li An was not simple, although he was not sure if he had malicious intentions, but at the very least, he was obviously here, but he refused to show his face, which is very suspicious.

Fan Yingying actually can't figure out what the true identity of this Ang Lee is, and what she knew before was nothing more than listening to what he said, but although she didn't know Ang Lee very well, there was one thing, she was very clear, Ang Lee was controlling the taxi to harm people at the beginning, just by virtue of this incident, Ang Lee is definitely not a good person, even if he said that he was out of thin flowers and put all the blame on Yu Jianghe, Fan Yingying still wouldn't believe him easily.

Fan Yingying told Han Sicheng about the first encounter with Ang Lee from beginning to end, and when she mentioned that beautiful woman, she was somewhat mixed with some personal colors.

After listening to her, Han Sicheng was silent for a while, and then asked: "Since he made it clear that he wanted to borrow your spirit jade to store the urn cup, why didn't he mention it when he came today, but instead confided in you some of his own things?" ā€

Fan Yingying also couldn't understand this matter, and when he asked, she could only shake her head: "I don't know, and he came quietly, and when he left, he disappeared out of thin air in the blink of an eye." ā€

Han Sicheng put his hands on his knees, stared at the lines of his pants, and asked again: "When I woke up, he was already gone?" ā€

"Just left." Fan Yingying didn't react.

"He knew I was about to wake up, so he left right away?" Han Sicheng raised his head, and his face became a little solemn.

"When you say that, it seems to be true." Fan Yingying nodded.

At that time, it was indeed as soon as Li An left, Han Sicheng woke up, he didn't feel anything before, and now when he asked this, it seems that Li An did it on purpose, but why did he avoid Han Sicheng?

Han Sicheng also thought of this question, and without asking, he could guess that the other party should have seen through his identity as a half-demon.

It's just that if he is a ghost, it stands to reason that the two of them are river water and do not interfere with well water, even if he peeks at Lingyu, there is no need to hide from him.

Unless there is only one possibility, this person named Li An, he has seen it before, and he has not only seen it, he should be quite impressed.

A handsome young man wearing a tunic suit.

Han Sicheng thought about it, and there didn't seem to be such a person within the scope of his previous experience.

So who is he?

When Fan Yingying made breakfast and called the person out of the bedroom, she was surprised to find that Jian Seventeen should not have stayed in the bedroom at all last night, this person's room was spotless, and the bedding on the bed was neatly folded.

Fan Yingying casually took the door, and saw that Zou Yu had finished washing, and was running to Jian Seventeen's room with a smile, and when she saw her, Zou Yu greeted her quite warmly.

Fan Yingying stopped Zou Yu: "Seventeen is not in the room." ā€

"Huh?" Zou Yu was about to cross the door of Fan Yingying's room to twist Sword Seventeen, and when he heard this, he was stunned: "No, I watched him go in with my own eyes last night!" After speaking, he hurriedly turned his head and ran in the direction of Fan Yingying's bedroom.

"Why are you going?" Fan Yingying called her from behind.

Zou Yu reached out and pushed the door when he arrived: "What about Huang Xiaxia?" I'll have to see if it's there. ā€

Fan Yingying shook her head: "I went to cultivate last night, didn't it usually stay in your bedroom?" ā€

Zou Yu opened the door and took a look, and made sure that there was indeed no Huang Xiaxia in Fan Yingying's bedroom, so he turned around and walked back: "Then I don't want to look for it, I must have taken Huang Xiaxia out again on the seventeenth night last night." ā€

Zou Yu walked to Fan Yingying's side and looked very depressed: "This person is really, I don't know where to say hello, and I get close to that little weasel every day." What is all in his heart, you say he doesn't say it outside, who knows what he's thinking? As soon as I asked, he played silence with me! ā€

Fan Yingying was wondering if she had to comfort her, when the door sounded with the sound of pressing the code, and it was quickly opened from the outside.

The person who came back was Jian Seventeen, who was accused by Zou Yu in various ways, he was holding Huang Xiaxia in his arms, and he looked like he was a dusty servant.

As soon as Zou Yu saw Jian Seventeen, the expression on his face immediately turned from cloudy to sunny, and he ran over in two steps, raised his head and asked, "Where did you go last night?" How did you come back? Look at you, it's all dirty again, hurry back to the house to change, I'll throw it in the washing machine for you. ā€

Jian Seventeen nodded, and stuffed Huang Xiaxia in his arms directly to Zou Yu, causing Zou Yu to shout for a while.

"Let's simply clean up and have breakfast first, it should be cold in a while." Fan Yingying took Huang Xiaxia from Zou Yu's arms and took it back to the room.

When Fan Yingying cleaned up Huang Xiaxia and went out of the restaurant, except for Zou Yu, everyone else had finished eating.

Fan Yingying filled a bowl of porridge by herself, took a sip, and then asked Jian Seventeen: "What did you find when you went out last night?" ā€

Jian Seventeen took a tissue and wiped his mouth briefly: "There was a murder in the park of the Fifth Elementary School last night, a young woman who took a shortcut from the park after the night shift was killed, when I rushed over, the police had already blocked the scene, I asked Huang Xiaxia to check it, and the soul in the victim's body had been taken away." ā€

"Since he was killed, could the soul have been taken away by the ghost?" Zou Yu took a piece of pickle and put it in his mouth, and bit it loudly.

"It's not." What Jian Seventeen said was particularly positive. (To be continued.) )