The wing tattoo on Feng Qingluan's ankle is exactly the same as Ye Chenchen's!

Not only on the same foot, but also in one place!

"Can you go?"

Hearing me say this, Feng Qingluan subconsciously shrank her feet.

Then, carelessly tidy up the skirt.

"Prosthetics!" Feng Qingluan raised her eyebrows lightly, "My grandfather specially customized it for me from abroad!" ”

"Oh!"

I snorted and looked away.

"Qingluan, you just said that Teacher Situ and I are in the past tense. What's more, nothing has happened between us. So, please don't take it to heart. On the eighth day of the next month, I will attend your wedding as a bridesmaid. ”

"Good!" Feng Qingluan stretched out her hand to me, "I look forward to that day!" ”

Nodding, I shook Feng Qingluan's hand.

Then, a hurried goodbye.

When I saw Ning Yi appear, I couldn't wait to rush over.

"Immortal Family!"

"Don't worry, speak slowly!"

"I ...... I saw Ye Chenchen! ”

My words made Ning Yi's brows tighten.

"Ye Chenchen is at Fengqingluan's house?"

"No!" I shook my head vigorously, "To be precise, I saw Ye Chenchen's ...... Part! ”

"Part of it?" Ning Yi's eyes instantly became rich.

"Feng Qingluan's leg is Ye Chenchen's!"

"You mean Feng Qingluan took Ye Chenchen's leg for his own use?"

"Yes!" I clutched my throbbing chest and turned away in frustration. "I was absolutely not mistaken! The tattoo on Feng Qingluan's right ankle was unique to Ye Chenchen! Because the pattern was drawn by Ye Chenchen herself, she used the first letter Y of 'Ye' as the skeleton, and the two CC letters of 'Chenchen' as the wings of the spread, skillfully fusing her name together! So...... So I concluded that Feng Qingluan's legs were Ye Chenchen's! ”

What prosthetics?

What a special custom!

What is supporting Feng Qingluan's body at this moment is Ye Chenchen's legs at all!

Although Ye Chenchen's appearance is not particularly bright and moving, her comic legs are the envy of everyone!

Feng Qingluan took Ye Chenchen's leg, which was not only able to be 'transplanted' smoothly on his body, but also able to adapt quickly, which was obviously not artificially feasible.

Now that he has offered to go out of the horse hall, it is not surprising that he will have some crooked and evil spells.

"No wonder Grandma Ye begged me to help her find Ye Chenchen's complete body! She had already counted the fate suffered by Ye Chenchen! ”

"I'll help you get Ye Chenchen's leg back!" Ning Yi spoke, "Anyway, I'm already familiar with this kind of thing!" ”

"No, no, no!" I hurriedly waved my hand, "You are undoubtedly startling the snake by doing this, then I won't be able to find Ye Chenchen!" ”

To be precise, there is no way to find the complete Ye Chenchen!

No wonder Ye Chenchen was so panicked on the night of her disappearance, it seemed that she knew that Feng Qingluan wanted her legs.

"And what do you want to do?"

"I want to find the other parts of Ye Chenchen first!"

I think it's a little inappropriate to blurt this out.

Feng Qingluan just wants her legs, so she won't be torn apart, right?

But it's not impossible!

As long as it's Feng Qingluan, there's nothing she can't do!

After all, she is a ruthless person who dares to take out her own womb!

"It's not impossible to find Ye Chenchen's whereabouts!"

Hearing Ning Yi say this, I suddenly became excited.

"Immortal, say it quickly!"

"First, find Feng Qingluan and ask directly!"

"What's the difference between that and a leg grab?"

"Second, if Ye Chenchen is already dead, he will summon the soul directly! However, since Feng Qingluan harmed her, he would not give her a chance to leave her soul. So we have a third way, and that is...... A thread! ”

"A silver lining?" I blinked blankly, "What's that?" ”

"Have you ever heard the wanderer's chant?"

"Wanderer?" I narrowed my eyes, "You're talking about that poem by the Tang Dynasty poet Meng Jiao?" ”

"Hmm!" Ning Yi's eyes instantly deepened, "The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt, the dense seam before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late!" This seems to be just a poem about a mother caring for her children, but in fact it has a deep meaning. The child is conceived in the mother's womb and is delivered by the mother. Before childbirth, it was the umbilical cord that connected them, but after separation, what connected them was an invisible care, that is, a 'thread'. A thread is derived from the mother, and no matter how far apart they are, they can implicate each other. ”

"Immortal family, do you mean that we can find Ye Chenchen through Ye Chenchen's mother?"

"Hmm!"

"But Aunt Ye is dead, and there is only a handful of ashes left!"

"The thread did not exist in the physical body in the first place, so how did it disappear because of the destruction of the physical body?"

"What do you mean...... Let me dig up Aunt Ye's ashes? ”

"Hmm!"

"Don't do that, do you?" I want to cry without tears.

"Well, it's just digging a grave!"

"I don't want it!"

"You want it!"

……

"Digging a grave?"

Huang Dafu was shocked, and his whole body bounced.

"My cub is only so big, you let him do such a lack of morality?"

"I didn't let him go!"

When I went back to the funeral home and was talking to myself while preparing tools, I happened to be overheard by the boy.

Now it's good, he excitedly immediately said that he wanted to help.

How can he help?

A little kid!

"Old man, I'm going!" Tsai Zai slowly interrupted Huang Dafu, "If it wasn't for my sister's help before, I guess I would have been abducted by that female corpse to be a child, didn't you teach me to repay my kindness?" So, we have to help my sister! ”

"You help? How can you help? Stand up straight, not as tall as the urn! ”

Huang Dafu pinched his waist and blew his beard and glared angrily.

"Who's going to bury you!" The boy stomped his feet angrily, "You're not as tall as the urn!" ”

"Don't go!" Huang Dafu rolled his eyes, "I said it!" ”

"Anyone can not go, but you can't!"

Just when the grandfather and grandson were arguing, Ning Yi suddenly appeared.

Seeing Ning Yi, Huang Dafu's expression instantly eased a lot.

"What do you mean by this?" Huang Dafu flashed to Ning Yi.

"It's small, so I can't help much. But if it weren't for you, Wong Tai Sin, we wouldn't have been able to do this! ”

"How?"

"Because only the Great Immortal can lead to a thread!"

Ning Yi's words made Huang Dafu's eyes widen instantly.

"Immortal, won't you?"

"How could I?" Ning Yi casually rolled up his sleeves, "I'm just a nameless Yin Immortal, how can I have that kind of unfathomable spell." ”

"Roar, roar, roar!" Huang Dafu couldn't help laughing, but quickly covered his mouth and coughed a few times pretending to be calm. "So this matter can't be done without me?"

"Hmm!" Ning Yi nodded solemnly.

"Say it earlier!" Huang Dafu grinned and grabbed the boy's clothes, "Little cub, I said that you group of people can't leave me, do you believe it now?" ”

Waiting for Huang Dafu to drag the boy away, I hurriedly approached Ning Yi.

"Immortal family, you really don't know how to lead a thread?"

"What do you say?" Ning Yi raised his eyebrows.

"Will you?" I blinked a little stunned, "Then why are you still ......?"

"You're scared to dig a grave alone, so find you a few helpers to be brave." Speaking of this, Ning Yi tapped my forehead. "Coaxing the other party to be happy can solve the urgent need, why not?"

"Immortal, you are so cunning!"

"Each other, each other!"

……