The night is getting deeper, and there is silence in Sheng'an City, except for the night patrol, most of the people have fallen asleep quietly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The small alley at the back door of the General's Mansion was covered with white curtains, and the already quiet and scary alley added to the eerie feeling, and even a cat did not dare to pass through it.

Who let Miss Ling's mourning hall be set up here, except for a few guards who kept vigil and Mo Lan, even Ling Yiyi's mother, the third lady, and her sister Ling Xuerou didn't come to see after returning home, and they all rested in their respective courtyards.

I just don't know, can they have a good dream with peace of mind?

Outside the simple white mourning hall in the back alley of the General's Mansion, Ma Chao and several guards of the General's Mansion stood like wood outside the mourning hall surrounded by white curtains, several pairs of eyes kept turning the light of anger and fear, but they couldn't scream or move.

Mo Lan and the eldest girl, who were kneeling in the mourning hall and burning paper, were lucky to faint, and there was more paper money burning in the tattered pot than just now, as if they had just been thrown in.

Several black-clothed masked men looked at the back door of the General's Mansion outside the mourning hall with a wary expression, and one of them stood in front of Ling Yiyi's smiling portrait, stretched out his hand and vigorously pushed open the coffin where Ling Yiyi was lying, and pushed the uncovered coffin lid open, revealing the unrecognizable girl lying inside.

The black-clothed masked man bowed his head and saluted Ling Yiyi's corpse, before raising his gloved hand and reaching into the coffin, touching Ling Yiyi's little face cut by the knife, and groping carefully for a while.

'There are no flaws, this is really Ling Yiyi! ’

The black-clothed masked man's indifferent gaze flashed with a hint of sympathy, he withdrew his hand and pushed the coffin lid back into place, nodded to the several masked people behind him, and several of them flashed out of the mourning hall together, jumped on the roof and flew towards the dark night.

They didn't notice that in a small two-story building near the backyard of the General's Mansion, in a pitch-black room, General Ling was standing at the window in a green shirt, and the whole person seemed to melt into the night, quietly watching these black-clothed people come and go.

Not long after the black-clothed masked men disappeared, another group of black-clothed masked people broke into the white mourning hall, and also lit the acupoints and dumb points of the five people standing outside the mourning hall, and did not directly put them down in order not to make people suspicious.

When these black-clothed masked people entered the mourning hall, they saw the unconscious Mo Lan and the eldest girl, guessing that someone must have come before them, several black-clothed people glanced at each other, and immediately pushed open the lid of Ling Yiyi's coffin, and also checked the face that was somewhat similar to the deity after the broken elephant, identified Ling Yiyi's wounds, and finally covered the coffin, and disappeared without a trace like a big swallow.

In this way, in a short period of time, they came and went, went and came, and several black-clothed masked people came as if they had discussed, but they didn't touch a piece, maybe these people had been waiting in the dark for a long time.

Old General Ling stood by the darkless window on the second floor, and his whole person fell into a deep thought.

Lying in this coffin was the bones of a death row prisoner similar to Yiyi that he had found overnight after learning what had happened from Ling Da, and asked Ling Dacheng to send it to the Zhuangzi at night, those kidnappers were actually the corpses buried in the empty Zhuangzi by people, and they found out and disguised as kidnappers.

"I wonder how Yiyi is doing? Is it still alive? ”

He loves Yiyi very much, so he asked Ling Da to save her, and sent someone to send her out of Da Zhou, and then perform such a play for others to see, which not only preserved Yiyi's name but also saved the face of the General's Mansion.

It's just that he never thought that Yiyi's fate was on the verge of death, and he really wanted those guards to take Yiyi back to the house, but reason overcame emotion, and he didn't do anything.

"Early tomorrow morning, Yiyi will be sent to cremation, and then let someone escort her ashes back to Jiangnan, and find a piece of land next to the ancestral grave to bury her!"

Old General Ling whispered an order to Ling Da, who was standing behind him and was completely invisible, to turn around and walk downstairs with his feet raised.

This woman has replaced Yiyi's identity, and there will be no Miss Ling Yiyi in the world in the future!

"No!"

Ling Da replied in a respectful low voice, glanced at the mourning hall in the back alley through the dark night, shook his head and followed Old General Ling downstairs, ready to send Old General Ling back to Qingsong Courtyard.

Ling Yiyi was dressed in a lilac skirt covered with a veil, and her movements flew into the Auxiliary General's Mansion from a dead corner with quick movements, using the light skills that she was not familiar with, plus the ninjutsu she had learned in her previous life, and quickly shuttled through various dead corners, as comfortable as in her own flower courtyard.

Of course, this general's mansion was her home, but from now on, this general's mansion has nothing to do with her, except for the cheap father and eldest brother who love her the most, even General Ling is not in her eyes.

Ling Yiyi's body that had been invaded by poison due to excessive blood loss was very weak, because she didn't get enough rest, she was a little tired, but it didn't prevent her from being as fierce as a wolf, and with superb infiltration methods, she successfully avoided the secret guards and guards in the general's mansion and went to Xuerou Courtyard.

At this time, the master and his subordinates in the Xue Rou courtyard had already slept, and the courtyard was empty.

Ling Xuerou slept late today because Ling Yiyi's bones were sent back, she would have nightmares just after falling asleep, she didn't sleep well, occasionally turned over in bed, and occasionally opened her eyes in fear to wake up the maid who was keeping vigil.

On weekdays, there is only one person to keep vigil, but today, she is a little scared, but she called the four big girls into the boudoir to serve, and even Huilan was called in to make a bunk.

Ling Yiyi's ghostly figure flashed into Xuerou Courtyard, and went straight to the shining Ling Xuerou's boudoir, through the papier-mâché window, she clearly saw a maid pouring tea, listening to the comforting sound coming from the boudoir, and the corners of her mouth hooked a faint sarcastic smile.

Do you have the courage to harm people, but are you afraid that she will find her when she dies?

The smile on the corner of Ling Yiyi's mouth deepened, straightened the lilac skirt on her body, scattered her black hair and draped it over her shoulders, her black hair fluttered and fluttered along the cold wind, and her small face had a weird smile, like a night elf, or more like a night ghost.

"Sister, sister......"

A low cry sounded like a talisman from hell, coming from outside the window into the ears of Ling Xuerou, who had just been awakened by a nightmare in the boudoir.

Ling Xuerou shouted in fear, "Who! Then he immediately beckoned several maids to the bed, and protected her behind him, "Who! Who's pretending to be a god! ”

"Who, me, sister, can't you even hear your sister's voice? Hahaha......"

The strange and unpredictable familiar voice shocked Ling Xuerou's timid heart like thunder, and the whole person shrank into a ball with fear, looking around with a pale face, only hearing its voice but not seeing it, which made her even more afraid.

It's Ling Yiyi, it's Ling Yiyi's voice, isn't she dead? Is her body still lying in the back alley?

Hui Lan stood in front of Ling Xuerou, heard the familiar and gloomy voice, her feet went weak, and she fell to her knees when she touched it, "Miss......"

Miss, it's the eldest miss, has her soul returned? (To be continued.) )