The moon stars are scarce, and the windows and doors under the eaves are closed.

The faint flickering firelight on the window paper reflects the vague and ambiguous figures of men and women.

Inside the house.

Hazy veil curtain, mandarin duck red waves.

The woman in the bed has snow-colored skin and delicate curves. The woman's intermittent broken mourning, with the man's emotional gasp.

"Qingqing, you said that dead ghost, will you fall for us?"

"Definitely, after all, a Kang Yu was killed before..."The woman smiled coquettishly, "He didn't know he was about to die... Now I might be glad that I'm going to go to him..."

"My Qingqing, it's really Bingxue smart," seemed to make the woman happy, gasping and holding the woman and rolling in the brocade quilt.

The sound of whispering and breaking came through the night.

Suddenly there was a strong wind outside the house, and the two people in the house turned upside down and stayed all night.

"Beast!"

"Hmph, beast."

The head is going to explode.

Since the embarrassing scene of being bumped into last time, Yan Lingxu's attitude towards Chu Feng was like Chu Feng digging his ancestral grave, huge hostility.

"Yan Lingxu, be quiet." Mo Jingluan's head was buzzing all the way by him, "When will the Kang family you said arrive?" Yan Lingxu said that he had an uncle who needed to be visited, after all, they were all people from the rivers and lakes, and they could start to check anywhere, so they agreed to this fool's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and went together.

Secretly looked at Chu Feng, and didn't know when this guy was going to follow.

"Have you heard? Kang Yu, the patriarch of the Kang family, was assassinated before, and his death was unbearable. "Those who sell steamed buns on the street and those who buy steamed buns chew tongue roots.

"Huh? Is it! Master Kang is such a good person. It's a pity. Pick out a few buns, "Why were you killed?" Has the murderer been found? ”

"I heard that it was a vendetta, but the murderer has not been caught yet. The Kang family didn't publicize this matter to the outside world, so they didn't know the reason. After a pause, his face nervous, "But I also heard that the murderer not only killed, but also wrote on the wall with the blood of Master Kang!" "It's as if I saw it, and my face was full of horror.

"What's this, that's all last month." Another person who bought steamed buns was secretive and participated in the ranks of chewing tongue roots on street corners.

"Look at your tone, what else do you have to say?"

"You don't know, just yesterday, Kang Yu's younger brother Kang Huan was also killed!"

The three people who had just walked into the city didn't know where the Kang family was, and were about to go to ask someone, when they passed by the bun stall and heard such words.

The three of them looked at each other, and Mo Jingluan was shocked.

Killed, bloody, tragic.

It seems that there is something to break out of the ground, this Kang family, there should be some secret.