Especially today, no news came from Liao, which made Li Chunlai feel much more at ease.

After all, in this state, without news, is the best news.

However, just as he turned into the front garden in the backyard, Li Chunlai's brows were slightly frowned.

On the other side of the pond, there was a faint fire flashing, and there seemed to be a low sob.

It is almost midnight at Hai, around ten o'clock in the evening.

In this era, due to the lack of many entertainment facilities, people generally sleep early.

If it were ordinary, except for waiting for Li Chunlai to go to the yard where he "flipped the sign", the others would have been going to bed long ago.

But at this time, someone actually chose such a remote place, what is burning?

Li Chunlai's vigilance couldn't stop rising and he touched it quietly!

Just as a song by the famous king of later generations: "My home is my castle, and every brick and tile is built by me."

With the painful lessons of being assassinated before, Li Chunlai would never allow any safety hazards in his backyard!

No one can do it!

Soon, Li Chunlai took a small path and came here quietly. He gradually saw the scene in front of him, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

See you only!

At this moment, there was a woman wearing only white pajamas, sucking and burning paper, crying and mumbling something in a low voice.

After Li Chunlai adjusted the angle a little, he saw her face clearly, and his eyes could not help but narrowed even harder.
Chapter completed!