"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

He whispered, and the tone of his voice pressed against her ears, which made her even more helpless.

"I??I don't mean that-"

Of course she knew that men would not treat her at this special time, but she was just nervous and uncomfortable.

This person is too strong, too noble, too arrogant.

When she is with him, she always unconsciously feels a sense of awe and tension.

Seeing her stammeringly explaining, the man seemed to smile softly, and then coaxed:

"Okay, go to bed quickly. With me here, there will be no danger."

"Um."

She responded lightly and closed her eyes.

I thought that nervousness would make her unable to fall asleep, but I didn't expect that when I breathed the rich and bitter breath on his body, she would soon fall asleep.

Wake up again, it was already dawn.

She opened her eyes, paused for two seconds, and suddenly remembered something to sit up.

However, beside the bed?? In the room??

Where is the figure of that man?

Even the windows are closed tightly.

Have you really been to Lu Yanbei?

She sat in a daze for a while, wondering if all that happened last night was a dream.

Before getting out of bed, the door of the room was knocked.

Then, Zhang Ma's voice came: "Miss! Miss! No, the old man is gone!"

Su Li just stood up, and when he heard this, his eyes swayed and almost fell down.

He forced himself to go over and open the door, and Zhang's mother cried:

"Just now??Ahua went in and served the old man. I realized that the old man had left. I guess he had gone last night?"

Su Li was stunned for a moment, pushed Zhang's mother away, and hurriedly ran towards the old man's room.

Qin Fengyun had just received the news and rushed in one after another.

Old Master Su was lying quietly on the bed, his face was very peaceful and his body was completely out of warmth.

After sending off the three children under his knees, the old man finally left.

Zuli sat by the bed for a while before saying, "Please arrange it and prepare for the funeral."

"Yes, Miss?"

Qin Fengyun sat aside weakly, tears dried up, leaving only scarlet eyes.

Suddenly, the entire Su family was like this.

Her mistress, also lost all her momentum.

"Mom, you are weak, go back to your room and lie down."

Zuli walked over and helped his mother get up.

The old man had long said that there was no need to be buried, he just needed to burn him and send his ashes to the temple on the mountain.

Nanjing ZF advocates cremation and has long built a crematorium.

The old man's funeral was kept simple. After the Su family and friends bid farewell to the body, they were sent to the crematorium.

The urn is carved from natural jade, noble and shiny, and fluorescent.

Zuli walked out of the crematorium with a cold and heavy urn.

Ning Xueying saw her and immediately stepped forward.

"Zuli!"

"Why are you here?"

Zuli asked in surprise when he saw her.

"If this happens, can I not come?"

Ning Xueying looked at her, her whole face wrinkled, worried that she could hold on.

"My brother is here too. I heard that you are going to send the old man's ashes up the mountain, and we will accompany you."

When Su Li heard that Ning Weifeng was coming, she felt uncomfortable all over and looked at the car parked on the road.

"Xueying, don't bother you anymore? I'll just call Ma Zhang to join me."

She really didn't dare to go up the mountain alone, and planned to call Zhang Ma as her companion.

"Mom Zhang is old, where can she climb mountains? Your urn is a bit heavy. You don't want to fall halfway through, which will disturb the old man's practice."

She said this, Zuli could not refuse.

The two walked to the side of the car and Ning Weifeng had already gotten out.

"Zuli, let me be mournful and follow the changes."

After the New Year, Ning Weifeng returned to the camp. After these busy days, he heard the bad news of the Su family.

What was even more unexpected was that Dr. Su and the old man died one after another two days.

His eyes were staring at Su Li deeply. Seeing that her eyes were swollen, her face was haggard, and she had no tears in her eyes. She must have cried and she couldn't help but feel ache in her heart.

Zu Li didn't dare to look at him, and pulled his lips bitterly, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

"Okay, get in the car, Xueying and I will accompany you up the mountain."

"Um."

A few people got into the car and drove towards the mountains.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they parked their car at the foot of the mountain and hiked up the mountain just like they came a few days ago.

Although the urn is not big, it is quite heavy because it is made of jade.

Zuli felt his arms sore and soft before walking far with the urn, and had to stop and rest.

"Or??I'll hold the old man for you?"

Ning Weifeng looked at the urn, weighed the weight, and asked in a low voice.

Zuli thought for a while, "No, I can."

She is the Su family and she absolutely has no idea of ​​holding her grandfather's urn for others.

Although the journey was difficult and tiring, she still gritted her teeth and held on until she climbed to the temple.

The presidency of the temple had already received the news. Seeing that they had brought Mr. Su's urn, they immediately organized the monks in the temple to recite scriptures and salvation for the old man.

Zuli knelt in front of the urn, and it was not until then that he realized that the old man had left her.

Another relative left her??

When he went down the mountain, Zuli's pace became much lighter, but he still didn't say a word.

On the way, Ning Xueying pulled her and said, "After a break, drink a little water, aren't you tired?"

Su Li was of course tired, but she didn't dare to stop, for fear that she would be occupied by sadness when she stopped, so she could never get up again.

Ning Xue went to the mountain spring to drink water, and called her over again.

She was indeed thirsty, so she squatted down, washed her face first, and then scooped up the cool spring water with her hands.

Before it was fed to the mouth, suddenly, a few birds flew up in the forest.

She was shocked and looked back, and Ning Weifeng suddenly shouted: "Let's go down!"

Ning Xueying reacted faster, and before Zuli responded, she had already rushed over.

"Bang, bang?"

Two gunshots rang out one after another, one from an unknown place, and the other was Ning Weifeng's counterattack.

Ning Xueying rushed to Su Li and rolled to a rock and hid, then pulled out her pistol with her other hand.

Ning Weifeng fired a shot but failed to hit the opponent.

Seeing a black shadow flashing in the forest, he was about to chase after him. He had just taken two steps and thought of something, so he quickly retreated.

"Xueying! Protect Zuli! Let's go down the mountain quickly!"

Ning Weifeng whispered, and reminded him: "Don't chase the killer. We don't know how many people there are on the other side. If they are luring the tiger away from the mountain, Su Li will be in danger!"

Ning Xueying asked in confusion: "Why are you sure the other party is for Su Li? Could it be for us?"

After all, Lu Yanbei was ambushed a while ago.
To be continued...