What do you mean by that? Since there is no such island, what are you talking about? Think the cow is too thin, and it is sold for a good price if it is fat?

Tang Mo rolled his eyes at Chu Chen angrily, and was about to inquire about other things here again, when a black shadow suddenly flashed not far away, the speed was extremely fast, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye. At this moment, if it weren't for the fact that the sun was still hanging brightly over his head in broad daylight, Tang Mo would have doubted whether he had seen a ghost.

Tang Mo frowned, shook his head fiercely, and his stomach screamed again, it seemed that he was really too hungry, and there were hallucinations in his eyes.

Tang Mo was depressed where to go to find something to eat, suddenly she smelled a faint smell of blood, looked around, except for Chu Chen in front of her, there was no one else.

"You're hurt?"

Tang Mo looked Chu Chen's whole body up and down, didn't he see any injuries?

Chu Chen shook his head.

Tang Mo's eyes flashed with a trace of suspicion, and he sniffed hard, even more affirming the existence of this trace of blood. Since neither Chu Chen nor himself was injured, where did this smell of blood come from?

"Where do you live?"

Chu Chen looked at Tang Mo's eyes a little evasive, and then pointed around indiscriminately.

"You're alone?"

Chu Chen shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded. Tang Mo knew that this little kid was still wary of her and refused to tell the truth, but he didn't force it, but he also lost the intention of asking any more, so he patted the dirt on his body and walked forward.

"Where are you going?"

"Looking for something to eat, why don't you stay here and drink the northwest wind?"

After Tang Mo finished speaking, he grimaced at Chu Chen, and was continuing to walk forward, when a scream came from behind him. Tang Mo stopped and just turned around, but Chu Chen, who was still stupid on the side, had already crawled up and rushed out towards the road he came from like a small steel cannon.

Tang Mo was stunned, what's the situation? She didn't have time to think about it and followed closely, and at this moment she still smelled a faint trace of death in the air.

"Mama Wang, what can I do about this, Third Miss, she, she-"

Mama Feng stood behind Mama Wang in horror, and looked over her shoulder at Li Qing'er, who was lying on the bed with her eyes open but had already lost her breath, her body kept trembling.

Mama Wang didn't speak, staring at the shocking bloodstain on Li Qing'er's neck with a blue face, hating and fearing in her heart.

I hate that Li Jinnian, the master of Shangshu, is going to come to pick up someone three days later, but this Li Qing'er has been wiped on her neck at this juncture, isn't this equivalent to asking for her old life? The second fear is that when the time comes, Li Jinnian, the old fox, will not be able to hand over people to the general's mansion, and this matter will definitely be blamed on himself, so dozens of people in the family will have to follow him to Huangquan.

"Who killed the third lady? There's no one else here but you and me, could it be—"

Of course, Mama Feng would not be stupid enough to suspect that Mama Wang would wipe Li Qing'er's neck with a knife, but she just stared at the sky around with her faint old eyes, and finally swallowed the word that rested in her throat alive. No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't figure out who wanted Li Qing'er's life? In the past ten years, the Li Mansion has never sent anyone to visit her. Even Mama Lin, who came to worship the ancestors and ancestors for Mrs. Li and Master Li at the end of each year, was reluctant to raise her eyes to look at her, which showed how disgusted she was. Although Li Qing'er still nominally holds the title of the third lady of the Ministry of Rites, she is actually like an abandoned orphan. In the eyes of the so-called family, there is no difference between living and dead. It's hard to marry into a wealthy family now, although it is Chongxi, but it is also good to leave this place where birds don't, but they were murdered. The lives of these three young ladies are really not ordinary suffering, thinking about it, except for the unjust ghosts asking for their lives to find someone to work with, Mama Feng really can't think of anyone else who would want her cheap life.

Tang Mo followed Chu Chen and ran back to the ancestral hall in one go. I thought that Chu Chen would run back to check on the scream because the child was curious, but who knew that when he ran into the courtyard, his footsteps turned to the other side, and then ran towards the mountains and forests over there.

Although Tang Mo was puzzled in her heart, in the face of the increasingly strong smell of death in her nasal cavity, she gritted her teeth and ran in the opposite direction of Chu Chen.

Standing on the edge of the wall, Tang Mo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it has been less than a day since he came to this other world, and he is almost addicted to acting in this infernal affairs, and he likes to learn geckos to eavesdrop on others in that corner when he has nothing to do.

Because the window gap was not too large, coupled with the perspective, Tang Mo didn't see the fatal knife in Li Qing'er's neck, but he didn't miss a word for the conversation in the room.

"I think, why don't you report to the official?"

Mama Feng stood in the middle of the dimly lit room, her heart was beating hard, she was afraid that Li Qing'er's ghost would suddenly pounce on her, she remembered the beating and scolding of her in the past, and her heart was even more uncomfortable.

"No, you must not report to the official. Do you look at the murderer's knife technique, is it an ordinary person? I'm afraid that when the time comes, it will be reported to the official, and only the two of us will be the substitutes for the dead ghosts! ”

Mama Wang said categorically, her eyes once again on the damn scar on Li Qing'er's neck.

The wound was very thin, and it seemed that it was only lightly scratched, but it was this wound that couldn't be more thin that wanted Li Qing'er's life.

Mama Wang's dizzy old eyes flashed a hint of gloom, and she pinched her nails into her palms fiercely, and the faint pain finally made her heart full of hatred come back to her senses a little.

It's a coincidence. The emperor had just given Li Qing'er to marry the prince of the General's Mansion, and Li Qing'er was killed in a few days in the blink of an eye. Obviously, some people don't want her to marry into the General's Mansion, the purpose of which is to escalate the conflict between the General's Mansion and the Shangshu Mansion, but it is also possible that they want to use Li Qing'er's death to stimulate the prince who is only hanging on his breath.

But no matter what the outcome of this matter is, one thing is certain, if it is reported to the government, where can the group of fast catchers in the official government who only know that they are holding the girl and drinking horse urine can find out the murderer, and then they will only take themselves and Mama Feng to blame for it. Thinking of this, Mama Wang made up her mind and resolutely did not let Li Qing'er's death be known by a third person, not even her own father Li Jinnian. Not for anything else, just to allow yourself and your family to live well. But three days later, Shangshu Mansion sent someone to pick up Li Qing'er and go back, what will he hand over when the time comes?

"If you don't report to the official, how will Master Li explain it?"

Mama Feng said in a masterless manner, is it really going to talk about ghosts? But will Li Jinnian, the old fox, believe it? After thinking about it, it is still thirty-six strategies, and it is the best policy.

"Since both horizontal and vertical are dead, Mama Wang, why don't we run for our lives quickly."

It's not that Mama Wang didn't think about running away, but she is not like Mama Feng, she is alone, she eats by herself, and the whole family is not hungry. Just find a place to hide and spend your old age in peace. But she is different, she is still dragging a dozen people from this big family? Where can this open-mouthed one flee to?

There was a bang, and the door was suddenly pushed open.

Mama Feng was so frightened that her body trembled, and she threw Mama Wang, who was thinking about her heart, to the ground.

"You, who are you, what are you doing here?"

Mama Wang came back to her senses, pushed Mama Feng away in annoyance, and shouted at the boy in Tsing Yi who came in.

The boy in Tsing Yi walked to Li Qing'er's bedside without saying a word, and Mama Wang wanted to stop her, but it was too late for her to stand up.

"Dead."

The boy in Tsing Yi lowered his head and looked at the knife wound on Li Qing'er's neck, and quickly raised his head.

"I know, you're the murderer, you killed-"

Mama Wang's eyes rolled and she immediately screamed, but before she finished speaking, a long sword with a cold light had already reached her neck.

"Why don't you say it?"

The young man in Tsing Yi said lazily, and the long sword in his hand casually approached Mama Wang's neck.

"This, this son, I was wrong, you didn't say anything to me, I was blind, I saw the wrong good person, please be kind to this son, don't kill me, please don't kill me."

Mama Wang's face was frightened at the moment, her body didn't dare to move, and the two dead fish eyes stared at the boy in Tsing Yi, for fear that the long sword in his hand would move forward for half a minute.

The young man in Tsing Yi's eyes flashed, withdrew his long sword, and said coldly:

"If I were the murderer, do you think you still have the life to stand here at this moment?"

"Yes, yes, Childe is right, the old slave is blind, and the old slave is cheap."

Mama Wang said and slapped herself in the face a few times. Mama Feng, who fell to the ground, saw it and was so frightened that she lowered her head.