Ling Yunfeng sank his head: "Yes!" In Tart, there is a Qiu En Hall, which enshrines the soldiers who died in battle in the two countries! It's just that the soldiers of the tart are enmity, and our Hengchang is the enemy, so it is named Qiu Entang! It's just that no one knows where that Qiu Entang is! ”

He let out a long sigh, his eyes showing helplessness.

"I've been looking here for so many days, and I haven't found out about Qiu Entang's whereabouts!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes swept towards Qian Yingluo: "This girl should know, right!?" ”

Qian Yingluo's silver teeth bit lightly, and her eyes were as bright as water: "Eighteen years ago, the soldiers returned triumphantly, saying that they cut off the head of Hengchang coach Ling Yunfeng, and I pestered my father to go together!" ”

Ling Yunfeng's pupils shrank suddenly: "Do you really know where Qiu Entang is!?" ”

"There is no Qiu Entang, but if you say that there is, you can do it!"

"How?"

"Qiu Entang is just an official statement, to put it realistically, it's just a fictional place! After the soldiers returned from the battle, they would be put in the ancestral hall of the royal family for a month of incense, and then they would be sent to the cemetery for burial! All that Qiu Entang has is just a tablet, and there are no real ashes and bones! ”

Ling Yunfeng instantly understood what she meant: "You mean, the tablet enshrined in the ancestral hall of the royal family is Qiu Entang, which is a false name!" And whether it is our Hengchang soldiers or your tartlets, the final bones are buried in the cemetery?! ”

"Yes!"

Ling Luoyu's dark eyes were shocked: "You are so concerned about Ling Yunfeng's head, you must know where he is buried!?" ”

Qian Yingluo's eyes swept over Ling Yunfeng, and she hurriedly lowered her eyes and nodded: "I know!" ”

"Ding!"

The long sword in Ling Yunfeng's hand was unsheathed again, reaching her throat and neck.

"Take us there!"

Ling Luoyu pursed his lips and raised his hand to suppress the blade of the sword.

"Dad, you can't be so rude with other girls, right, girl?!"

Her slightly frivolous eyes caused Qian Yingluo to stare with disgust, and she immediately aimed at Ling Yunfeng, stood with her head down, and did not answer.

"Girl, can you take us to the place where the bones are buried!?"

Qian Yingluo silently lowered her head, answered in a low voice, and turned her head to drill into the stone crack.

Ling Yunfeng was afraid that she would take the opportunity to escape, so he hurriedly stepped forward to arrest her, but was stopped by Ling Luoyu.

"Dad, what are you doing!?"

"You're letting the tiger go back to the mountain! If she goes out and yells, neither of us can escape! ”

"Daddy...... She won't shout! ”

"How do you know? You're not her!! ”

Ling Luoyu was speechless: "Dad, didn't you really find out?!" ”

Ling Yunfeng was a little confused in an instant: "What did you find?" ”

"The look in this girl's eyes when she looks at you? That's full of starry eyes, ah......"

Ling Yunfeng: "......"

He was a little weak by his daughter's appearance, and subconsciously glanced at Qian Yingluo.

"What do you mean!?"

Qian Yingluo had already gone out at this time, looking around, and after making sure that there was no one, she waved her hand and beckoned the two to come out.

"What do you mean?! Twenty years ago, an eight-year-old girl, when she was dying, was saved by a man in her prime, and since then, this man has become her god, her everything...... Twenty years later, she met this man again! And he is down and down at this time! Therefore, she wants to help him, she wants to help him, and she wants to do everything she can to fulfill his wishes! ”

Hao's wrist flipped, and Ling Luoyu threw his clothes into Ling Yunfeng's arms.

"Dad, congratulations, you've won the peach blossom!"