Yang Jiaji has frequent murders, but all the deceased were cut off a piece of skin on their chests by the murderer, the cause of death is unknown, the only common denominator is that they returned at night, and they all bought steamed buns in Yingniang's bun shop before their deaths.

If it was just a simple murder case, Xing Ruyi would not be of much interest, but this murder case involved an old vixen who had been cultivating for many years, and this matter instantly became "fun".

Is it a monster killing, or is someone with other intentions doing it in the name of a monster? Xing Ruyi glanced at the child sleeping on the bed, and felt more and more that these things on the Yang family set were not simple.

"You haven't told me yet, how did this old fox get involved with the murder case on the Yang family set. Could it be that he found something, but he was too embarrassed to come forward. ”

"If you say you have found it, you have found it, and if you say that you have not found it, you have not found it." The fox sold a small pass, and when he saw Xing Ruyi's eyebrows, he was slightly angry, and then he said: "Although the old fox lives in Qingping Mountain, he is not exactly a Taoist outside the world. The murder on the Yang family set did not happen sooner or later, but it happened after his tragedy, and he was suspicious, so he went to this Yang family set to check it out.

When the old fox came, it happened to be the time when the famous family member of the Yang Mansion died. So, he dressed up, mixed in with the crowd, and went to check. The fox's nose is more dexterous than that of mortals, besides, he is still a fox who has cultivated for many years and can become an immortal in minutes, and his nose is naturally very comparable. With just a slight sniff, the old fox smelled of the old fox himself from the dead man. ”

"Could it be that the old fox killed him after he got drunk?"

"If the old fox killed him, do you think it is possible for those mortals to find the body of the deceased?"

Xing Ruyi thought about it for a while, and felt that it was impossible. Don't talk about the old fox, but it's those little monsters she knows, killing someone, it won't make it so exciting, and even leave obvious clues. Besides, foxes don't eat human skins.

"People, not killed by the old fox, but there is the smell of the old fox himself. The old fox immediately thought of those people or demons who had been cultivated by him. Those people and demons, because they inherited the cultivation of the old fox, will be more or less contaminated with the breath of a fox. ”

"Now that I've found a clue, the old fox should go to investigate."

"I went to check, but after checking around, I found nothing."

"So, the old fox thought of the recent Heavenly Tribulation, and the cultivation that was scattered by him in a daze?"

The fox nodded.

Xing Ruyi lazily lay on the fox, pointed his knee with his hand and said, "What about you, you went out for most of the night, did you find it?" ”

"For a while, I'm afraid it's hard to find clues. That guy is secretive and hides himself so well that now, I can't tell if he is still in Yangjiaji. ”

"In that case, you and I will have to wait. Waiting for the murderer to strike again, waiting for a new murder to happen on the Yang family set. ”

The fox didn't answer, but his expression was a tacit acquiescence to Xing Ruyi's statement. Xing Ruyi got up lazily, dozed off and said, "Sleep, don't sleep again, it's really going to be dawn this day." ”

"You go to sleep."

"What? You're still going out? ”

The fox Nunu pointed to the sleeping child on the bed and said, "Do you think there is still a place for me on that bed?" ”

Xing Ruyi's eyes turned slightly, and he smiled sheepishly: "The bed is a little smaller, but if you become a little fox, you can barely squeeze it." ”

The fox refused: "Don't! ”

Xing Ruyi crossed his waist: "Why not?" When you were in Luoyang before, you obviously liked to be a fox very much. ”

"It was before, it is now, and now is different from before."

"What's the difference? Could it be that you are not Yin Fox, and I am not Xingruyi? Still is...... When did you learn how to recognize a bed? ”

"Definitely." The fox looked at Xing Ruyi and smiled: "Before, you and I were not married, and it was inappropriate for a lonely man and a widow to live in the same room. Now, I am your husband, you are my wife, why should I turn back into a fox? ”

"Although I think your statement is a bit strong, it inexplicably makes me feel a little happy. Okay, then I'll sleep on the bed with the coffin, and you can just sit on the stool. ”

"Coffin?" The fox looked sympathetically at the sleeping child.

"yes, I just named the little one." Xing Ruyi's eyes were bright, and he seemed to be very satisfied with his name: "He was born in a coffin, and he was raised in a coffin by his mother for a year. ”

"Are you sure you want to call him by that name?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

"What is this child's last name?"

"The surname is Yang, what her mother said, there should be nothing wrong."

"So, are you sure you want this child to be called Yang Coffin?"

"Yang coffin? Shepherds! It seems a little strange. Xing Ruyi frowned: "Then what should you call him?" ”

"It's such a nerve-wracking thing, let's leave it to his adoptive parents to do." The fox teleported over and rubbed Xingruyi's head: "As for the lady, you should leave the hobby of naming names to our own children." ”

Xing Ruyi's face was slightly red, and she asked excitedly: "So, do you agree to have a little fox with me?" ”

The fox stalked in his throat and replied, "Life is definitely going to be born, but now is not the time." ”

"Of course I do." Xing Ruyi shyly snuggled in the fox arms: "Even if I want to give birth, I have to wait until I return to Luoyang, see Siniang, and regenerate after ending those dusty pasts." If you are in a good mood, you can give birth to a beautiful child, isn't it? ”

"Yes!" The fox nodded, and rubbed Xingruyi's hair again: "It's not too early, go to sleep." ”

"Last question, you just said that the adoptive parents of the coffin, do you already have a suitable candidate in your heart?"

"There's a good fit." The fox picked up Xing Ruyi and put her on the bed, while he sat on the edge of the bed: "Originally, I planned to wait for dawn to talk to you in detail, but since you asked, I will tell you." ”

"Is it a good family?"

"It's a good family."

"How's the family?"

"A little rich is safe, it is not a big fortune, if the coffin arrives at his home, he will not suffer any hardship or burden."

"After talking for a long time, who is this person?"

The fox raised his hand and pointed upward.

"What?"

"The owner of this inn."

"Boss?"

"Hmm!" The fox nodded and explained, "This innkeeper is also from Luoyang. Although he is not generous, he is not a cunning and arrogant person. This inn was inherited from his father-in-law, and in the past few years, the business has not been prosperous, but it is also conscientious and serious. The proprietress is a kind woman, she is very kind, although her family is not rich and noble, but she often helps the poor people around her, and she is also a well-known good person in this Yang family set. ”

"Doesn't this innkeeper have any children?"

"Originally, there were, but when I was one year old, I contracted a cold. Although the medicine was used, because the pharmacy shopkeeper did not have enough control of the dosage, the child's condition became more and more serious, and he went within a few days. The proprietress was too sad and hurt her body, and after that, there was no birth. ”

"In this way, it is also a suitable family. It's just this kid, will the boss and the proprietress treat him well? ”

"Yes." The fox glanced at the child: "Although this child has a bad fate, he has good luck. I helped him calculate, he has a relationship with this inn, and he has a mother-son friendship with the proprietress in his previous life. Leaving him in the inn can be regarded as returning a relationship between the past and the present life. ”

"In that case, then do as you say." Xing Ruyi moved forward with the fox: "I'm sleepy, let's sleep first." ”

"Okay."

The fox replied softly, her hand slipping from her forehead, and by the time she looked away from her eyes, she had fallen into a sweet dream.

Outside the window, the wind picked up, and the wind swept the fine fallen leaves towards the still burning grove. The fox gently picked up the sleeping child. Turned around and disappeared into the room.

Yang Fang woke up, and she heard a child's cry from her dream, which was very similar to the child she had died of illness in her early years. Her nose was sour, and her eyes were red. turned sideways and saw that her husband's eyebrows were frowning slightly, as if he was worried about something. So he sighed softly and reached out to help him smooth it.

When the husband woke up and saw his wife's red eyes, he knew that she had dreamed of the past again. So, he stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, sighed slightly and said, "Just now, when I was in a dream, I seemed to see Fu'er." ”

"Did you see Fu'er?" The wife half got up: "Fu'er, how is he?" Are you any fatter? Is he okay over there? Have you ever resented our parents? ”

The husband shook his head: "No, not at all." Fu'er was very good, he was very happy, and said that he no longer had to drink those bitter medicines and suffer those pains. He also told us to forget about him and live our lives. ”

"Forgot him? How could you have forgotten him? That's our child, it's our poor blessing. The wife's eyes became redder and redder: "I know...... Know you're comforting me. When we Fu'er left, he was still so young that he couldn't speak at all. ”

"Fu'er has grown up, but her face is exactly the same as when she was a child, and when she laughs, she is especially like you, and the corners of her mouth are curved upward." The husband pulled his wife back into his arms: "Fu'er also said, he said that he brought us back a younger brother, saying that he couldn't do his filial piety in front of us, so let the younger brother replace him and accompany us well." Accompany us to open an inn and accompany us to grow old day by day. Madam, our Fu'er is a caring Fu'er. ”

It's okay if the husband doesn't say it, but Yang Fang's tears rolled down as soon as he said it. She tugged at her belly hard, her eyes full of guilt: "Brother? My husband asked me where to find a younger brother for Fu'er. ”

The husband knew that he had said the wrong thing and was about to comfort him, but he heard a cry in his ears, so he hurriedly got up and pulled his wife up by the way: "Madam, listen, does this cry look like Fu'er's?" ”