Chapter 208: Trap

"Mrs. Young Master, you go back first, and leave the matter of sending Miss Yanru home to your subordinates." Wuxi didn't know what he had done, with a smug smile on his face, and he looked very happy. He originally came to pick up Cang Qingle, but when he learned that Cang Qingle wanted to send Yan Ru back who had secretly escaped, he took the initiative to take over this task.

"Sister-in-law......" Yan Ru obviously didn't want to go back, or rather, didn't want to go back, and looked at Cang Qingle with wet eyes.

"I'll send it anyway." Cang Qingle was a little helpless, rubbed Yan Ru's head with the hat of the down jacket, and persuaded gently: "Yan Ru is a strange child, you can't be so disobedient, go back to sleep first, and tomorrow my sister-in-law will go to play with you." ”

Yan Ru frowned, a little stunned, and nodded reluctantly for a long time, "Sister-in-law's words count." ”

"Well, my sister-in-law never cheats on good children." Cang Qingle nodded.

Yan Ru took the initiative to take Cang Qingle's hand, and then supported Wuxi, since it was a little natural in the soft and weak voice, "Big brother Wuxi opens the way." ”

Wuxi was very surprised, he had been at the banquet house for a long time, but he had seen Yanru no more than three times, and this little girl actually remembered his name. In addition, after Yan Ru injured his head, he didn't take the initiative to contact people, and he was also surprised that he could get along so well with the young master's wife.

"Lead the way." Cang Qingle said, her memory is not bad, and she is not a road idiot, she roughly remembers the residences of the banquet family distributed on the mountain during the day, but which one specifically lives and where, this kind of detailed question, she is not very clear.

It turned out that Yan Ru was the daughter of the second uncle of Yan. came to get a girl late, Yan Ru should have been a darling, but because he injured his head and had no special ability, he got this kind of treatment, Cang Qingle couldn't help but lower his impression of Second Uncle Yan.

After sending Yan Ru back, Cang Qingle returned along the same route.

Wuxi's face without the distinct differences of Orientals is full of smiles, which shows that he is in a very good mood.

Cang Qingle looked at it, and couldn't help but guess what made him feel so good.

However, this is clearly a private issue. She really didn't fit to ask. So he said, "Who is Ah Yue?" ”

Yan Ru can call out Wuxi's name, which shows that although her head is affected, her consciousness is very clear.

Then Ah Yue, there must be such a person.

Wuxi was stunned. There are not many people called Ah Yue, but there are no less. Whoever has a Yue character in their name. Intimate people can call it that, thinking that she was with Yan Ru's little girl just now, Wuxi wanted to understand who this Ah Yue was. "That boy, he's down the hill."

There are also a large number of people with the surname Yan at the foot of the mountain, but the blood relationship of the people in power is too far away, and leaving aside the fact that they also have the surname Yan, they are the same as other people with the surname who live at the bottom of the mountain.

The reason why this Ah Yue was able to run to the mountain and make friends with Yan Ru was because he was a magical person, and the Yan family on the mountain brought him up the mountain because they wanted to understand the strangeness of his ability.

"At the bottom of the mountain? He's alive? Cang Qingle was puzzled.

Wuxi was a little baffled by her strong doubts, touched the bridge of her nose, and said, "Of course you live, live well." ”

Ah Yue is alive, why did you say before that feast: There are man-eating monsters in the dream, Ah Yue was bitten by them, and Ah Yue also eats people.

"When the end of the world comes, have you ever seen zombies?" Cang Qingle asked.

"No, no one on the mountain was infected, when the red moon appeared before the end of the world, the patriarch issued a warning, and no one went out the next day when the snow snowed in June, and when zombies appeared on the mountainside and under the mountain, the people on the mountain had already understood the danger of flying snow, and they would not touch it." Wuxi patiently explained, and he showed a lot of respect for this newcomer young master's wife.

Didn't you? There are no cases of infection on the mountain, which means that Yan Ru has no chance to contact zombies at all, so how did her nightmare come from.

Thinking about it day and dreaming at night, Cang Qingle didn't believe that Yan Ru's dream was just a simple nightmare, which could make Yan Ru dream of terrifying zombies, and something must have happened in it.

"Then who has told Yan Ru about zombies?"

"No way, the people on the mountain, except for people like us who have been specially trained and selected to protect the family, everyone else is silent about zombies." Wuxi said that he is a Westerner, but he grew up in the East, and he speaks Chinese more than English.

Cang Qingle fell into thought, and her intuition told her that there must be a hidden secret in this matter, but it was also very weird.

"Mrs. Young Master, don't think about it so much, the little young master is waiting at home, he has been hungry all day." Wuxi reminded.

Cang Qingle's spirit was shocked, the little bun was carried to his grandfather for most of the day, how could he not be hungry, but this little sometimes behaved very bearably, not so he would not cry.

Thinking that his son was waiting for him to breastfeed, Cang Qingle's pace sped up a lot, and he couldn't wait to fly to Yanjunshi's residence.

Under the light of the night moon, the bamboo shadow is mottled.

Cang Qingle stepped into the bedroom and shouted happily: "Yifei, mom is back." ”

But when he saw that in the bedroom of Yan Junshi, there was a black shadow by the cradle, like a frightened mouse, he took the little doll in the cradle into his arms, rolled it and rushed to the door, and vigorously knocked Cang Qingle to the ground.

Cang Qingle looked at the small swaddling blob in the arms of the black shadow, he was so frightened that his heart was broken, his thinking ability stiffened to death, he hurriedly got up, he didn't care about the pain in his body, he chased after him, and shouted fiercely: "Bastard!" Give it back to me! ”

No, he must not be allowed to carry it, nor is he less than a month old, he is so small, so fragile, there can be no accident!

The dark shadow was not in the night, it was difficult to distinguish, but fortunately, the moonlight was good tonight, and Cang Qingle could vaguely distinguish the figure of that person.

The black shadow ran faster and faster, and Cang Qingle chased faster and faster, but there was always a distance, and she was so anxious that she shed tears while chasing after her.

At this moment, she was afraid, very afraid.

The petite Liuchao stepped into the door with his infant sleeping child in his arms.

glanced at the various things specially prepared for the child in the young master's room, and sighed: "The patriarch really loves this grandson, and all the things have been sent." ”

He put the sleeping little young master into his small bed safely, but saw that the little young master's brows were furrowed like bitter melon, and he lowered his head and coaxed a few times, "Little young master, sleep peacefully." ”

Wuxi came in, looked at the clumsy and awkward appearance of the sixth dynasty, and wanted to tease him, but he looked around, but he didn't see the young master's wife, who had originally come back with him, and asked, "What about the young master's wife?" ”

"I didn't see it." Liuchao said.

Wuxi suddenly became nervous, and at this time, his eyes glanced at the outside of the young master's bedroom, some messy traces, and suddenly shouted badly, "You are here to protect the little young master, I will go to find the young master!" ”

"What's wrong?" Liu Chao asked solemnly, Wuxi's nervous and panicked expression at the moment had already exposed the seriousness of the matter. (To be continued......)