After all, the servant who was following Lu Xuan and faced those green eyes. Although Lai Xi wanted to scream, she still held it back.

He covered his mouth with both hands and retreated in panic. After taking a few steps, he endured his fear and walked forward carefully.

The young master takes the dead Yingying very seriously. Since he is left here, he will be responsible.

Oh, oh, why haven’t you come back yet?

Lai Xi's eyes were filled with tears, and she kept walking forward with her teeth.

He wanted to see what happened to the green eyes floating above the black coffin.

Hey, the green eyes don't seem to float over the black coffin.

Lai Xi walked closer and saw a vague outline.

What is that-

As soon as this thought flashed, green eyes rushed towards him.

"Lai Xi?" A yelled in surprise, pulling back the servant's reason that he was on the verge of collapse.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost!" Lai Xi asked fiercely.

Those green eyes ran past Xi, and then he realized that it was a cat.

It was a cat with brown and black patterns. No wonder it seemed to have disappeared when it stepped on the lid of the coffin, making people see only a pair of green eyes.

The cat ran for a distance and jumped up.

A boy in black holding a cat came out of the darkness.

No, there are two.

The boy in black who was walking behind had a cold expression, his eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, and he was holding something in his hand.

Lai Xi inexplicably felt that the young man walking behind looked familiar.

"Who are you and why do you know me?" Reducing this ridiculous thought, Lai Xi asked the boy holding the cat sternly.

Since he is a human being, there is nothing to be afraid of, and he has practiced it.

Feng Cheng was frightened when he saw Lai Xi and his voice softened: "That day I met your young master at Qingxin Teahouse, I've seen you."

Meet the young master at Qingxin Teahouse?

Lai Xi couldn't help but look at the boy seriously.

The moonlight was bright, and he saw an overly beautiful pale face.

Lai Xi shuddered.

Could it be that he had caught a ghost?

Good-looking? If you want to become more beautiful, you can become more beautiful, so he won’t be fooled!

Lai Xi was on guard and clenched the dagger.

Feng Cheng smiled and said, "By the way, I was wearing a veil that day, so it was normal for you to not recognize it. You should remember Xiaoyu, right?"

Seeing the boy holding the cat pointing at the boy beside him, Lai Xi took a closer look.

Oh my God, this young man was carrying two shovels. What do they want to do?

Lai Xi was shocked and exclaimed: "It seems that I have seen it. Ah, aren't you the maid of that little lady?"

Xiaoyu nodded expressionlessly.

Lai Xi turned his head suddenly and looked at Feng Cheng: "Then you are--"

Feng Cheng calmly responded: "The little lady who met your young master in the teahouse."

Lai Xi: "..."

Don’t blame him for losing his voice. He has never seen such a young lady before!

After a while of ease, Lai Xi remembered to ask, "Why do girls come from such a place?"

"Where is your young master?" Feng Cheng asked back.

"Young Master is looking for someone." Lai Xi looked at Feng Cheng, still thinking about the previous questions.

Feng Cheng smiled and said, "My purpose is to come here as your young master."

"Digging the corpse?" Lai Xi almost jumped up, and his eyes changed when he looked at Feng Cheng.

Once upon a time, he thought that the young master's iron tree was blooming, and he secretly hoped that the young master would marry a wife as soon as possible.

Now he sincerely feels that the young master needs to think carefully.

Be cautious when it comes to marriage!

Feng Cheng didn't take Lai Xi's words anymore, and quickly walked to the dug grave and plucked the courage to look at the female corpse in the coffin.

It's Yingying I've seen in the sun.

She couldn't feel at ease after she went back. After thinking about it, she simply gave it a try.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xuan and her thoughts of one place.

"Young Master, you are back!" Lai Xi found a familiar figure and couldn't wait to meet him.

Lu Xuan walked here with two men following him.

At this distance, he couldn't see the faces of Feng Cheng and Xiaoyu, and only found that there were two more people besides Lai Xi.

Lu Xuan couldn't help but be confused

He left and brought two people back, but why did Laixi have two more?

After taking a few steps, the boy finally recognized who those two were.

At that moment, Lu Xuan's expression was very complicated, especially when he noticed that Xiaoyu was carrying a shovel.

Can't Miss Feng stay at home and let him sympathize with her?

She, a little girl, actually brought her maid, shovel and cat, and came to dig up the corpse in the middle of the night!

Wait, more importantly, how could Miss Feng know that Yingying was buried here?

"Brother Lin, please."

Among the two men who came Lu Xuan, the young one smiled and said, "Why are we polite?"

While the two men were checking Yingying's body, Lu Xuan walked to Feng Cheng and whispered: "Come with me."

Feng Cheng held Lai Fu and followed Lu Xuan to a tree not far away.

"Why are you here?" Lu Xuan asked in a low voice.

"It's also idle at home. Instead of thinking about it, it's better to come and find the answer."

Lu Xuan was stunned.

This answer is true and upright.

"How did Miss Feng know that Yingying was buried here?" Lu Xuan didn't realize that his tone of questioning became worse and worse.

Feng Cheng noticed it and suddenly felt a strange sense of intimacy.

When she was still Lai Fu, she was not willing to be a real cat. In order to know the information she wanted to know, she either secretly followed Lu Xuan or sneaked out by herself.

When Lu Xuan discovered her, he asked her this way.

Some are annoyed and some are helpless, but more are the concern hidden under these emotions.

Lu Xuan is particularly worried about his own people (cats), and this has never changed.

Therefore, although the boy's tone was not good, Feng Cheng not only did not feel angry, but also suddenly felt the urge to pounce.

When Lu Xuan was angry, he rushed over and rubbed his beard against the back of his hand. The angry boy couldn't get angry anymore.

Feng Cheng twisted himself and recovered from soberness.

She is no longer Lai Fu and has no beard. The thought just now is too dangerous!

Lu Xuan noticed the girl's movement of twisting herself, and her eyes were subtle: "Miss Feng doesn't have to do this--"

If you can't answer, forget it, why bother yourself?

Feng Cheng rolled his eyes quietly and explained in a low voice: "I asked my third uncle."

"Your third uncle?"

"Yes, I said Yingying is so pitiful. I heard that such a person can only be buried in a straw mat after his death. Uncle San told me that if the people in Jinshui River are gone, they will be buried in the nearby dirt mountain."

Lu Xuan's mouth twitched slightly: "Uncle Ling knows so much."

The girl bent her lips and smiled: "It's mainly because she's coming more."

Lu Xuan thought about Feng Jinxi's appearance and pursed his lips slightly.

Sure enough, uncle doesn't look like uncle.

"By the way, how did Master Lu know that Yingying was buried here?"

Lu Xuan suffocated his breath.

Why do this girl have so many problems?

Seeing that the other party was waiting for the answer, the young man looked calm: "Oh, I went to Yunyao Xiaozhu tonight and found out."

"So Grand Master Lu went to see Caiyun."

Lu Xuan looked at the girl who was so close to her, and could not tell anything from her cold and white face.

"Yes." The young man responded as if nothing had happened.
Chapter completed!