Zhuang Xiaoyu just rolled into his arms, moved her eyelids, and fell asleep again.

Qin Wuyan carried her to the bedroom, put her on a brand new big bed covered with bright red sheets, covered her with a red brocade quilt, took off her coat, and stared at her peaceful sleeping face for a moment.

Touching her cheek with her fingertips: "Xiao Yu, wait for a while, soon, I will be with you forever, from now on, no one will be able to separate us."

He leaned over, pressed his thin lips against her pink lips, kissed her, got up and left reluctantly.

After leaving the bedroom, Qin Wuyan asked the guard at the gate: "Where is Miss Yu Sui?"

"After another incense stick, it will be here."

"Protect Madam well. If Madam wakes up and asks about me, she will say that I have gone to Min's house."

"yes."

Qin Wuyan originally wanted to explain something, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything in the end. He got on his horse and led the people straight to the direction of the priest's mansion...



Zhuang Huaisen and Zhuang Minghao rushed to the Fengshui treasure land where Zhuang Mingyan was buried, and they saw that the place where Zhuang Mingyan was buried was dug up, and all the valuable funeral objects in the coffin were stolen.

Zhuang Mingyan's bones were also missing. After searching around, he found that Zhuang Mingyan's bones had been hung on a branch of a tree, and only a broken bone remained after being pecked by crows.

Unable to end well after death, being opened coffin and digging grave, this is not only to make the dead unable to rest in peace, but also to make the living unable to live in peace.

Zhuang Minghao rearranged the white bones hanging from the branches, "Father, where did this tomb robber come from? Are you getting impatient? How dare you even steal our farmer's tomb?"

"Where are the tomb robbers?" Zhuang Huaisen looked around, "Pack up this bone and take it back, choose another auspicious day, and then bury it clearly."

"If it's not a tomb robber, who else could it be?" Zhuang Minghao was about to be dazed with anger: "The only one who can provoke our banker is the Min family, but the Min family is in chaos now, and that dog Minzhihang Things have not yet come to life, Min Ruiqiang is supporting the sick body to mediate the conflicts of the Min family, and should not be able to spare the energy to attack us, not to mention, you and the saint are still... .”

Seeing Zhuang Huaisen's sharp eyes approaching, Zhuang Minghao quickly shut up knowingly, now is not the time to discuss these things.

"There is one more person." Zhuang Huaisen commanded the guards: "Go back, quickly take me back to the priest's mansion."

"Who?" Zhuang Minghao couldn't guess.

"Qin Wuyan." Zhuang Huaisen clenched his fists, "It must be him."

"He was dismissed by Minzhihang a long time ago, and he went to Lingquantai. He didn't see such a big incident in Minfu..."

"Maybe, he's already back, but he just didn't show up."



The two walked halfway, but the sound of the flute suddenly sounded. Zhuang Minghao had experienced the power of Qin Wuyan's Guiyuan song, so he had instinctive fear and rejection of this kind of flute sound, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

"Father, it's Qin Wuyan, Qin Wuyan really came back." Zhuang Minghao called out: "He started playing Guiyuan tune again, and he wants to..."

"Shut up!" After the initial panic, Zhuang Huaisen quickly calmed down, "This is "Sigh of Winter Snow", not some "Guiyuan Song"."

There was a hint of melancholy in his voice: "This is your mother's favorite song when she was alive."

"Who the hell is playing tricks again? You dug my son's tomb?"

"Yes." All kinds of jade and gold ornaments and jewels were thrown from the tree towards Zhuang Minghao and Zhuang Huaisen like flowers scattered by a goddess: "I'm here to take your dog's life today, don't you have half-baked physiognomy and Taoists in your house?" Didn't I tell you that it's not suitable for you to go out today?"