"Why did Nie Feng come to your yard? Why did you kill Yu Chuyao? The ghost hand patted Yu Yang's shoulder as if comforting, turned around, and asked Feng Caitian.

Feng Caitian looked at that handsome face, and couldn't help but be stunned, his eyes were full of disbelief.

The man in front of him was about twenty**, with a dignified body and a dignified appearance. A pair of deep eyes are like the cold stars of the North Pole, the two curved eyebrows are like paint, and the handsome face is in a perfect inverted 'V' shape.

It's just that the deep and slightly cold eyes make her feel very familiar. That person...

"You're a ghost hand?" Feng Caitian suddenly found his voice and was surprised.

"Hmm" The ghost hand hummed lightly, but looking at Feng Caitian's surprised face, the ghost hand was inexplicably stunned, and subconsciously raised his hand and touched the black towel on his face.

At this time, the ghost hand remembered that he came out of the bamboo forest, and because he was in a hurry, he didn't think about bringing a black scarf at all, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed that the ghost hand was a little annoyed.

As soon as his mind moved, he had an extra black scarf in his hand, and then very skillfully and quickly wrapped his head tightly, leaving only a pair of deep eyes, like a certain Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in Java.

Feng Caitian pursed his mouth dissatisfied, "Obviously he looks very handsome, why do you want to cover it?" ”

Of course, this is definitely not Feng Caitian's nymphomaniac, but purely an appreciation of beauty.

"What just happened?" The ghost hand wrapped in a black scarf regained its indifference again, and its voice was cold enough to freeze to death.

Feng Caitian shook his head, and wanted to say, young man, why is he not old and deep?

However, Feng Caitian only dared to think about it, but didn't really dare to say it.

"I don't know, when I came back, Elder Yu Yang knelt outside" Feng Caitian looked like he didn't care about himself, and he looked like he was hanging high on the ground, which made the ghost hand feel itchy.

However, Feng Caitian didn't feel that her very happy appearance was very annoying, I saw her walk to the gate of the courtyard, looked at Yu Chuyao, who was lying sideways, like a rag doll that no one wanted, and said:

"But I think it should be karma, three months ago, Yu Chuyao put incense in the incense and killed me, Qiuye, and Liu Jin; Three months later, she was strangled to death by Nie Feng because of this incident, thinking that God really has long eyes, and she will not let go of people with a bad conscience! ”

"What?" Ghost Hand's eyes widened when he heard this, and his muscles jumped violently, "You mean, Yu Chuyao gave you fragrant tea doves before March?" "No wonder I vomit blood for no reason, that's what happened!

Suddenly, the ghost hand looked at Yu Chuyao's corpse a little unkindly.

Feng Caitian felt the temperature drop sharply, and couldn't help but smile, "What, is the Ghost Hand brother preparing to whip the corpse, or is it a traitor-corpse?" ”

"Don't worry about it!" The ghost hand glared fiercely at Feng Caitian, who was smiling and teasing, and only felt that he was smoking above his head!

Obviously, his heart's blood was vomited in vain, but since Yu Chuyao is dead, isn't this parent still there?

Thinking like this, the ghost hand's gloomy gaze swept straight towards Yu Yang, and Yu Yang suddenly shuddered with fright.

He stammered, "I don't know about this, and..."

"Woo... I am a victim! Yu Yang suddenly cried, not as heartbroken as his granddaughter who died just now, but he was not happy.