Of course, if there is someone in it, then her motherhood will be difficult to brush, and she will have to think of other ways at that time.

But now looking at Murong Aotian's expression, did he also have doubts about the death of his biological mother?

Since there are suspicions, there must be something she doesn't know about here.

With a hint of temptation, Yan Bei asked softly, "Aotian, has your father never mentioned anything about me to you?" ”

For example, what is her name, where is she from, what do you usually like, etc., it won't be at all, right?

Being asked by Yan Bei like this, Murong Aotian suddenly remembered that his patriarch father had really never mentioned anything about his mother!

"What, isn't it?" Yan Bei looked at his frowning brows and asked in disbelief, "Didn't he even mention my name?" ”

Anyway, there must be a name on the tombstone of the dead.

However, to Yan Bei's surprise, Murong Aotian actually shook his head: "No...... There are only four words on the tombstone, and there is no mother's name! ”

How so?

How could he never be surprised by such an obvious loophole before?

I don't know what came to mind, Murong Aotian suddenly raised his head and looked at her, his eyes were full of uncertainty, "You...... What is your name? ”

He was afraid that she was really her mother, so he was so nervous that he didn't even know what to use as an honorific title, and finally found a word for you that was not easy to make mistakes.

Tuanzi, who didn't understand the adults too well, finally caught something he knew, and immediately rushed to answer:

"Grandma's name is Yan Bei!"

After speaking, he also happily asked for praise, "Tuanzi knows grandma's name, isn't it great?" ”

A young girl's voice suddenly sounded in the depths of the sea of knowledge, startling the defenseless Murong Aotian.

"Who was talking just now?" He asked, his puzzled gaze sweeping over the four men in front of him, and finally landing on the pink octopus at his feet.

The little girl stretched out two tentacles to hold her big head, her small eyes blinked, and she looked like a "baby".

"Is that you?" Murong Aotian asked in surprise.

He always thought that this was a contract beast around the three people in front of him, but he didn't expect that he could directly invade the sea of Bil Zhi to communicate, how strong does this strength have to be to do this?

What is such a small mess, only a little guy with the size of a palm?

"It's her." Yan Bei picked up his granddaughter and touched her little head as a compliment, which was then explained to Murong Aotian:

"This is a dumpling, my granddaughter, if you are my son, then she is your niece."

Hearing this, Murong Aotian still couldn't accept it.

If, he said if, if the woman named Yan Bei in front of him is really his biological mother, then, does this mean that his father was given green?

Otherwise, where did he get his two brothers and a niece's daughter?

And looking at the two white-clothed brothers in front of him, one is older than him, so isn't the top of his father's head so green that he is oily?

And the other party is most likely not human yet!

"Aotian, I see you like this, you don't know your own life experience, do you think we should ...... "Go to your ancestral grave?"

Yan Bei didn't ask directly about this, after all, she wanted to dig her own grave or something, and it was a little scary for her to say it.

Murong Aotian didn't give a positive answer, but looking at his little eyes, Yan Bei already knew it in his heart.

......

As the so-called moon is dark and the wind is high, the night of murder...... Phew!

No!

It's the night when the moon is dark and the wind is high!

The Murong clan has been entrenched in Cloud City for thousands of years, and the entire Cloud City has already become the bag of the Murong clan.

The feng shui treasure land in the western suburbs of Yuncheng unknowingly became the ancestral land of the Murong family.

Since a thousand years ago, all the people of the Murong clan have been proud to be buried in the ancestral land, and if they can enter the ancestral land after death, they are all people who have made great contributions to the Murong clan.

In order for the undead to rest in peace, the Murong family also specially sent experts to guard here to prevent the rumors of their ancestral land from being disturbed and the ancestors from being unable to rest in peace.

It's just that these masters are no threat at all in Yan Bei's eyes.

She was lying on her head, followed by three boys, and when she walked in front of the guard's gate, the two Jindan stage masters on duty in the house seemed to be blind and couldn't see at all.

A group of four people, plus an octopus, quietly escaped into Murong Zudi, and finally stopped in front of a lonely grave.

As if to distinguish itself from the surrounding graves, there are no other graves within a kilometer radius of this tomb.

The tomb was very clean, and it was pressed with stone slabs in front and back, so that weeds could not jump up at all.

However, with the fall of those who could give it glory, the grave keeper was a little sluggish, and two bluestone slabs were loosened, and a few grasses came out of the cracks.

Looking at these grasses, Murong Aotian's expression, which had been silent, finally relaxed.

The hand hanging at his side was clenched tightly, and his body trembled slightly, trying to suppress his anger.

It's a pity that he was the only one who was emotionally intense, and the three people and one fish next to him didn't take his emotions into account at all.

Holding a shovel and carrying a hoe, Changsheng and Bai Nanting seemed to not feel his emotions at all, and one of them hit the grave bag with a shovel and asked:

"Mom, can you dig it?"

One put down the hoe and said impatiently: "Don't ink, mother, have you calculated the hour?" It's all the way, will you be able to! ”

"Shut up!" Yan Bei raised his hand and threatened with a slap, and shouted unhappily: "Isn't the old lady always counting?" You'll die in a minute! Stinky Boy ......"

Bai Nanting had seen the power of the mother's slap, and immediately shut up.

The surroundings finally quieted down, and Yan Bei continued to use his fingers to calculate the time with his half-baked calculation algorithm.

There is a formation on this tomb, and the divine sense cannot penetrate it, so it can only dig the grave by hand.

But she didn't dare to guarantee whether it was empty or not, so she could only calculate the time first, so as not to disturb the rest of the dead when the time came.

Murong Aotian silently watched Yan Bei and the others make trouble, and the anger in his heart disappeared strangely.

I don't know why, he always feels warm when he watches them fight, and he never feels this feeling in that big mansion.

Looking at them, he knew that the original family could still be like this.

Everyone waited quietly for about three minutes, and Yan Bei, who had been thinking hard, finally raised his head, waved his big hand, and shouted:

"Dig!"

As soon as her voice fell, Changsheng and Bai Nanting, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately picked up their tools and began to dig, because with her behind them, they didn't have to worry about such a thing as poison gas at all.

So, with the full cooperation of the mother and son, the tomb that the ancestors did not dare to destroy easily was dug up.

It took less than five minutes before and after, and a dark red coffin that still looked fresh was exposed in front of Murong Aotian.

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