Mo Qiu couldn't figure it out, so she temporarily believed in Lifang and He Yuniang.

He Yuniang is naturally not that kind of person.

She doesn't like detachment because detachment is alienating to everyone, especially the people in the family.

However, Lifang is an exception.

Liluo's half-brother is closer than Liyin's sibling. Thinking of this, He Yuniang's heart also softened a little.

Thinking of Liyin's flamboyant and villainous appearance in recent days, He Yu Niang was angry, and she became more and more aware of the goodness of Liyin.

"Alas!"

He Yuniang sighed.

She beckoned gently, called Lifang to comfort her, and then asked Lifang to kowtow to Liluo a few more times, and then took her son back.

……

Behind the stone pillar.

Everything in the mourning hall can be heard clearly.

At first, when she heard Lifang crying, she basically guessed that this matter had nothing to do with Lifang, and it turned out that it was true, Lifang just poured a cup of tea.

Because, only Liluo knows that that night, even if Lifang didn't pour tea for her, she would go to drink tea herself.

Originally, she didn't sleep that night because ...... Unusual thirst.

Now that I think about it, perhaps, everything was planned by someone else, making her thirsty and poisoning the tea.

But the only people who can touch their own food and drink are the Mo clan, is it possible that the world has changed to Si, and even the Mo clan can not be trusted? That's the oath that the ancestors of the Mo clan made with their blood!

Liluo shook his head.

It won't be Mo's, even if the poisonous tea was changed by them, it must be the same as Lifang, without knowing it.

Speaking of which, the Mo clan is a person with cultivation.

What kind of poison can escape their test?

Liluo narrowed his eyes.

She suddenly wanted to go out and go to the mourning hall at the other end of the pillar to have a good look. By the way, look at yourself.

Biting his lip, he just wanted to get up.

A voice suddenly said:

"Liluo, are you nearby?"

Some anxious, some excited, but full of anticipation, and the sadness of fear of disillusionment.

Moqiu? He knew he was back?

Liluo was so frightened that he immediately shrank his neck.

Mo Qiu's footsteps suddenly sounded chaotically.

……

Mo Qiu watched He Yuniang's mother and son leave, her heart was empty, and she couldn't make it uncomfortable. Looking at the sleeping man in the coffin, he whispered a few times, but received no response.

Suddenly something happened to him.

Turning around suddenly, he found that there was indeed a vision outside the mourning hall-

It rained for seven days, and at some point, it stopped!

Mo Qiu was surprised and delighted in her heart.

He first went to the coffin to look forward to the stars and the moon, stared intently for a long time, and found that the body was still not a trace of life, Mo Qiu thought about it, rushed out of the mourning hall, and shouted around:

"Liluo, are you nearby?"

Then he began to rummage around, first looking around the altar twice, but found nothing.

Eyes turned.

Mo Qiu fell on this peony bush.

The three-foot-tall dense peony bush, if someone really hid it, it would be easy to hide it when their spiritual power was restrained and they couldn't be explored.

Mo Qiu narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists, and immediately ran towards the peony bush.

But when he got closer, he couldn't help but stand still.

This flower is Liluo's favorite, not only because the peony is beautiful and delicate, but also because half of this flower bush was planted by Liluo's uncle. The remaining half was also personally supervised by Li Yuzheng.

He subconsciously wanted to protect them for Liluo.

Mo Qiu turned around stupidly.

stepped on a puddle under his feet, and the puddle seemed to carry electricity, which made Mo Qiu instantly feel a spirit.