Chapter 227: The Shadow of Death (1)

In the room, there were still a lot of children's things, Ye Qingtang glanced at those things, pinched the child's little hand that was already a little rotten, something flashed slightly under her eyes, and she turned around and walked out randomly.

Just when Ye Qingtang had just walked out of Juling Villa, he suddenly saw that Wu Zheng was standing outside the door of the villa at some point, holding a torch in his hand, and the flickering firelight reflected the handsome face.

"Wu Gongzi?" Ye Qingtang raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Wu Zheng in some surprise.

Wu Zheng looked at Ye Qingtang, slowly stepped forward, reached out for a clean handkerchief and gave it to Ye Qingtang, and his eyes also looked at Ye Qingtang's bloodstained hands.

"Lord Ye, blood plague is rampant, you can wipe it first."

Ye Qingtang took the handkerchief, wiped his hands with a smile, "Wu Gongzi is not afraid of blood plague?" Dare to come close here? ”

Wu Zheng shook his head lightly, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the Gathering Spirit Villa under the moonlight, "If it weren't for my father, I would have become the food of the beasts in the mountains, even if he became something, he is still my father, and the Gathering Spirit Villa is still the place to adopt me, how can this kindness be erased at will?" ”

Ye Qingtang smiled, looking at Wu Zheng's calm and waveless side face, but there was a trace of curiosity in her heart.

She didn't doubt Wu Zheng, after all, everyone in Juling Mountain Villa died tragically, and the biggest beneficiary was Wu Zheng.

But...... In the young man's eyes, she could not see the slightest greed and ambition.

If Wu Zheng really has a clear conscience, then his city is bottomless.

"Wu Gongzi is a person who values love and righteousness, I wonder if Wu Gongzi is free tonight?" Ye Qingtang said with a smile.

"Do you have any instructions?" Wu Zheng said.

Ye Qingtang said with a smile: "It's not that there is anything to do, but although I guessed that there was a broken source grass on the cliff behind Juling Villa, I had never seen it with my own eyes, so I can't be sure, if Wu Gongzi has nothing to do, can he accompany me to take a look?" ”

"Yes." Wu Zheng responded without a trace of hesitation, "Then let me lead the way for Lord Ye." With that, Wu Zheng walked ahead.

Ye Qingtang looked at Wu Zheng's defenseless back, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he didn't say anything, and followed directly.

Under the moonlight, two figures, one big and one small, walked towards the cliff behind the Houjuling Villa.

It was already hazy at night, and by the moonlight, some inconspicuous flowers grew on the side of the cliff, and the blue grass swayed in the wind, and the wind whistled under the cliff.

Ye Qingtang stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the scene under the cliff by the moonlight, her eyes were quickly attracted by a slightly raised boulder under the cliff, and on the boulder, a small piece of broken stone tablet was faintly visible.

The stele looked to be some years old, battered by wind and frost, and the inscription on it had been smoothed.

Wu Zheng was a few steps behind Ye Qingtang, looking at Ye Qingtang with his feet on the edge of the cliff, with Ye Qingtang's current position, as long as he pushed gently, he would fall into the cliff.

Wu Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, the moonlight and firelight intertwined on his delicate face, casting a trace of haze from the originally handsome and harmless, he slowly raised his steps, stepped on the soft grass, and walked towards Ye Qingtang step by step.

Even though Wu Zheng's footsteps were light enough to be overshadowed by the wind, the slight sound still clearly fell into Ye Qingtang's ears.

A flash of light flashed in Ye Qingtang's eyes, pretending not to know, and continued to look at the bottom of the cliff.