Chun Tao jumped down from the stairs, still carrying a piece of clothing in her hand.

"Yan Gongzi, clothes ......"

Chun Tao heard Yan Lanxi's words, and the clothes in her hand fell to the ground.

"What?"

Chun Tao's hand holding on to the wall trembled slightly, and tears overflowed her eyes.

"I, I went to Mufu today."

Chun Tao staggered to Yan Lanxi, reached out and grabbed Yan Lanxi's arm.

"Young Master Yan, are you wrong?"

Yan Lanxi closed his eyes in pain, and the tragic situation of the old lady's death always appeared in front of him.

"Old lady, it's really gone."

Chun Tao's eyes were red, and his body suddenly collapsed, and he slid straight down and sat on the ground.

"No, no......"

Chun Tao held the ground with one hand, her arm kept shaking, her tears fell down in large pieces, and there were water stains on the floor.

Yun Ying'er was still holding a bun in her arms, and her face was a little pale when she was excited.

"Yan Lanxi, did you really see it clearly?"

"I saw clearly, the old lady was carried out by two men."

Chun Tao has not yet recovered, and she is more and more worried about Miss.

The three of them looked different in the hall on the first floor, and the people who came and went at the door looked inside curiously.

At this time, the shopkeeper still came over humming a little song, stopped beside them and looked at them for a while, and then slowly spoke: "Let's go up first."

Yun Ying'er was the first to calm down, leaned over and pulled up the spring peach on the ground, and helped her upstairs.

"Young man, don't be too impatient."

The shopkeeper smiled kindly at Yan Lanxi, raised his hand and patted Yan Lanxi's shoulder.

Yan Lanxi, who had red eyes, nodded heavily: "Thank you for your teachings."

"Go ahead, there is still a long way to go."

Yan Lanxi hugged her fists and bowed, and then strode after Yun Ying'er and them upstairs.

In the room, Yun Ying'er put down the bun and let Chun Tao sit on the bed to rest.

"How could it be, how could the old lady be, it must have been done by the lady!"

Chun Tao muttered to herself, and suddenly stood up with a determined expression.

Yun Ying'er sighed faintly: "No matter who did it, there is no way to change the fact that the old lady is gone."

Chun Tao wiped the tears off her face, her eyebrows furrowed, and a cruel look burst out of her eyes.

"I won't let the old lady go away like this!"

Yun Ying'er and Chun Tao have been together for more than half a month, and they have never seen Chun Tao like this, and their expressions are so ruthless.

As soon as Yan Lanxi pushed open the door, she saw Chun Tao's slightly hideous face, and she was shocked on the spot.

"Spring Peach Girl?"

Chun Tao lifted her eyelids and said in a cold voice: "I won't let the old lady go like this."

Yan Lanxi walked in, gently closed the door, and hung the clothes that had just fallen downstairs on the crook of her arm.

"Yun Ying'er, what's wrong with Chun Tao?"

Yun Ying'er shook her head: "I can't accept this thing for a while."

Yan Lanxi looked at the person in front of her, Chun Tao's eyes now only had determination and anger, and she was no longer clear and clear as before.

Chun Tao's chest rose and fell violently, her palms clenched tightly into fists, and she now felt a strong air flow in her body rushing back and forth.

"Spring peach?"

Yan Lanxi screamed tentatively again, and just after he finished shouting, he clearly saw the redness in Chun Tao's eyes retreating.

"Yan Gongzi ......"

Chun Tao stood at a loss and looked at Yan Lanxi, as if she didn't know what had just happened.

"Nothing."

Yan Lanxi slapped her clothes and put them back on the bed.

Chun Tao's gaze has been following Yan Lanxi.

"Young Master Yan, do you have anything else to discover today?"

Yan Lanxi straightened her waist and gestured with her fingers in her palm: "When the old lady leaves today, there should be other people present."

Yun Ying'er opened her mouth and asked, "What do you say?"

"When the two men came out with the old lady today, they were both wounded."

Why is that? Couldn't it be that the two of them started infighting? ”

Yan Lanxi shook her head firmly: "No, in my opinion, the person who injured the two of them is extraordinary."

Chun Tao stood aside, a little incomprehensible.

"How did Yan Gongzi see it?"

"The person in front walked with a limp, and the person in the back still had blood at the corner of his mouth, but there were no major injuries, at least I didn't see it."

Yun Ying'er understood: "You mean, the one who beat the person put both of them down with just one move?"

Yan Lanxi touched her chin and said, "I think that's what it looks like."

"Who could that be?"

Yun Ying'er casually picked up the bun on the table and paced back and forth in the room.

"Is it possible that the man was someone we might know?"

Yun Ying'er is undeniable, such a powerful character, if she knew her, then the people in the whole city would have known it a long time ago.

Yan Lanxi frowned, feeling that what Yun Ying'er said was reasonable.

"Let's eat something first, and let's wait and see what the Mu Mansion will do with the old lady's funeral."

Yan Lanxi spoke, Chun Tao and Yun Ying'er sat down and ate a bun first, but everyone ate it absent-mindedly.

"Will Mrs. Mufu not prepare a funeral for the old lady directly?"

Yun Ying'er suddenly said this, and the buns in Chun Tao's mouth were scared out.

Yan Lanxi was stunned for a moment: "No, it won't, after all, no matter how you say it, it's also an old lady, and it's not easy to deal with this matter if you want to hide people's eyes."

"Then let's not act rashly for now, and then go out to find out the news in a few days."

Yun Ying'er asked for Chun Tao's meaning and decided not to go out for a few days and rest for a few days.

No matter how anxious Chun Tao is, but with her ability as a weak woman, she can only give away people's heads for nothing, so if you want to rescue Miss, you must be with Yan Lanxi and them.

Mu Fu quietly searched for someone to collect the old lady's bones, kept it secret, and temporarily placed the body in the previous mourning hall.

Nameless gently wiped the faces of the people on the ground, and I felt a cool wetness, and gradually woke up from my slumber.

The handsome face of the man in front of me was clearly enlarged in front of my eyes, and I was horrified to see his hand, the hand that had slashed my grandmother's stomach with a knife, rubbing back and forth against my face.

"Get out of here!"

I opened Nameless's dirty hands with all my might, and stood up against the wall, my eyes fixed on Nameless defensively.

"Your face is dirty, I'll wipe it clean for you."

As he spoke, Nameless leaned forward a little more.

"Get out!"

I took out the dagger I had always carried with me and placed it between me and Nameless, not letting him get closer.

Nameless's hand holding the piece of cloth touched the dagger in the middle, and he leaned his ear closer to listen for a moment.

"You have a dagger?"

I stubbornly refused to speak to him again, and the dagger in my hand still stubbornly held still.

"Huh."

Nameless leaned forward with his upper body retracted, rubbing his slender fingers with the cloth one by one.

Suddenly, he turned his head to my side, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, and his white teeth were exposed.

"You're really not good at learning."

I gritted my teeth and said, "What's the matter with you?"

"If you are more obedient, you will have less pain in flesh and skin."

"Then you kill me, forget it, I won't bow to you anyway!"

Nameless words became more and more: "It's better not to let go of the cruel words so quickly, otherwise it will be too late to regret it later."

"Get out!"

The most I say to him now is "", and I really don't want to see him again.

There are still traces of grandma's blood on the ground, and standing in front of me is the person who insulted grandma's corpse, how can I show weakness to him!

"We're here for a long time."

Nameless threw the black cloth in his hand on my lap and stepped out the door, leaving me with only a back.

My arm holding the dagger was already sore, and as soon as he left, the dagger in my hand immediately fell down, making a clattering sound.

I nervously glanced out the door and was relieved that I didn't see the nameless return.

"Hoo ......"

The place where I was kicked was burning and aching, and I gently rubbed it with my hand, and the pain was so intense that I guessed that my stomach should be bruised.

There was still a faint smell of blood in the already foul air, and I propped my arms on the ground and struggled to move my body closer to the bloodstain.

The shackles on my wrists were red and swollen again and again, and as I moved, my wrists would be caught by the cold chains from time to time, and the pain was unbearable.

I saw my grandmother scratch the ground with her finger a few times before she died, and I had to deal with it quickly while Nameless didn't notice it now.

I lifted my breath and moved to the bloodstained area, carefully searching for any clues, and my face was almost stuck in the blood.

There was a bloody smell in my nose, and I held my breath to look inch by inch, and there was a small word next to it where there was the most blood.

"Don't"

I was confused, there was only one word, I searched all over the bloodstains, there was really only one word.

I looked up, and my palm inadvertently rubbed a little blood, but I didn't care.

A "don't" word, is grandma telling me not to hand over the bell?

If you think about it, only this one explanation is clear.

After I wondered how much time had passed, the iron door was opened again.

I squinted my aching eyes as the candlelight jumped in the hands of the visitor, and the dim and cold dungeon was dyed with a trace of temperature.

"Mu Qian, it's time to eat."

I sneered, but didn't answer, my eyes were full of disgust.

Nameless put down the candle, and the sudden movement almost extinguished the faint candlelight, and Nameless protected the candle in time with his wide palm.

"Alright, let's eat."

Nameless took out the box next to him, and with a light fingertip, the lid was lifted to the ground with a snapping sound.

The tangy fragrance came out of the box, and it turned out to be meaty!

I immediately thought of my grandmother's tragic situation, and I just lay on the ground and vomited.

"Take it away! Take it away! ”

In my place, the pungent fragrance seems to have become poison, making me sick to my stomach for a while.

Nameless was unmoved by my vomiting, picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

"Vomit ......"

I watched him intoxicated, a little oil still flowed from the corner of his mouth, and my grandmother's blood appeared in front of my eyes, and my stomach was uncomfortable.

It wasn't until I started to vomit the sour water in my stomach that Nameless put down the chopsticks in his hand and wiped his mouth clean.

"Don't you eat? It's really delicious. ”

I watched the nameless slow movements, my temples throbbing.

"You're a demon!"