Fox Qianming

Gao Yuan turned around, and the mist cleared away, only to see a handsome man in black robes detached from Gao Yuan's body.

He is Gao Yuan's real body.

The black hair fluttered along with the robe, and he had the same beauty as Xue Qianming.

However, on his impeccable face, there is an obvious lavender mark about an inch and a half long, a Sanskrit mark.

He reached out to caress the mark on his right cheek, which was the only thing that person left him...

"Where are you... I have been looking for you in the Three Realms for more than a thousand years, but I haven't found any information about you... It seems that you have never appeared..."

She closed her eyes sadly, the past was like yesterday.

"Are you a fairy?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"Because you are so beautiful, the beauty of a different fairy..."

That was when he met him for the first time, when he was just practicing, he met the fairy-like him.

"Xinghen, if you practice hard, you can also attain the Tao sooner."

"Don't leave me! If I don't have you, what's the point of me getting the right path!"

"...you, this is where I end up..."

That was the first time he saw him shed tears, and he actually understood that he was a human, but he was a demon.

In the end, he sealed his demon nature with a seal.After that, he disappeared, forever.

When he was in a trance, he saw the walking corpse staggering towards him, Lone Star Hen (Gao Yuan) frowned, glanced at it in disgust, rolled up his long sleeves, and a white light trapped it tightly live.

The walking corpse struggled and roared, trying to break free from the confinement.

Gu Xinghen chanted a mantra, stretched out his hand and made a handprint on the walking corpse, the golden rune hit it, and it turned into a puddle of foul-smelling blood.

In the hut, Wen Ruo lay quietly on the bed, while Xue Qianming leaned against the window, thoughtful.

Suddenly a wine jar was thrown in from the window.

Xue Qianming reached out to catch it, and saw Gu Xinghen lying on the branch of a tree, swiping the wine can and pouring it into his mouth, the wine flowed down the corner of his mouth, soaking the lapel of his clothes.

He shook the wine jar in his hand at Xue Qianming, and said with a smile: "Brother Qianming, if you can't sleep, why don't you have a drink with me."

With a flash of light blue light, Xue Qianming sat down on a nearby tree branch with the pot in hand: "Solved?"

"Well, that kind of trivial matter, hehe..."

Looking at Xue Qianming, Gu Xinghen hesitated, but still couldn't help saying: "I have something to ask you."

Xue Qianming took a sip of wine and said, "Say."

Gu Xinghen looked at Wen Ruo who was sleeping soundly in the curtain through the window, and asked, "Do you love him?"

Xue Qianming didn't respond and just drank the wine silently.

Gu Xinghen smiled and said, "If one day he disappears, what will happen to you?"

"He's not going away."

Xue Qianming continued firmly: "Go to heaven and earth, I will also find him back."

Gu Xinghen sighed, drank the remaining wine in the jar, and said with a smile: "But I can't find him..."

Xue Qianming stopped drinking after hearing the words, and stared at Gu Xinghen in a daze.

No.30 Six episodes of complicated emotions

Gu Xinghen pulled out a cynical smile, and said with a smile: "I never imagined that you and I would have such a happy conversation!"

Xue Qianming took a sip of his wine and ignored his words.

Gu Xinghen put his arms behind his head, looked up at the starry sky, crossed his legs and said: "Brother Qianming, when will you be in the immortal class? I can join in the fun when the time comes."

"not interested."

Xue Qianming responded coldly, if he had the heart, he would have ascended thousands of years ago, so why bother to stay until today.

"Oh?"

Gu Xinghen was indeed a little surprised when he heard the words, and after thinking about it, he suddenly felt a suppressed pain in his heart, that familiar figure loomed in the night sky, he stroked his eyes, and smiled helplessly.

"Brother Qianming, are you unwilling to ascend because of him?"

"Who?"

Xue Qianming really didn't know who Gu Xinghen was referring to.

Gu Xinghen sat up straight and stared straight at Xue Qianming, as if he shouldn't have such a reaction, such an answer.

Therefore, Gu Xinghen asked in a tentative tone: "Jing Yu, don't you remember Jing Yu?"

"..."

The name Xue Qianming is somewhat familiar, but he can't remember who it is?

Looking at Xue Qianming's appearance, Gu Xinghen also understood a little bit, he sighed and said: "It seems that you really don't remember him..."

Some sad, some angry, but more powerless.

"Is he important?"

Xue Qianming asked calmly.

Gu Xinghen nodded, closed his eyes, and his mind was full of that fairy-like man: "It's very important...to me, it's really important...but to him, I'm not the most important... ..."

While speaking, he still didn't forget to glance at Xue Qianming secretly, but seeing that demon fox still looked like he had nothing to do with him and was indifferent, a surge of anger suddenly surged in his heart: "I don't care about you so much. What are you ruthless foxes talking about!"

Xue Qianming glanced at him and said, "I didn't ask you to say that."

"you……"

Gu Xinghen felt oppressed in his chest, if he hadn't considered that there were mortals here, he would have wanted to beat this dead fox a long time ago.

I saw Xue Qianming's body lightened, falling down from the tree branch, walking towards the hut, and after walking a few steps, he stopped, turned and said to Lone Xinghen who was still on the tree branch: "Jing Yu is still there. In this world, it's just that you can't find him now."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of "Pa-ta-" a heavy object falling to the ground.

Seeing this situation, the corners of Xue Qianming's mouth curved into an arc that seemed to be there.

What he said made Gu Xinghen fall to the ground in shock.

"Damn fox! Tell me what's going on!"

Xue Qianming smiled and said, "Guess."

After saying that, he returned to the hut in an instant.However, the people under the tree have long been sluggish.

Looking at the sleeping person on the bed, Xue Qianming opened the curtain, pulled Wen Ruo's left hand out of the brocade quilt, slowly brought it close to his lips, and licked-kissed the mark of his ring finger.

Suddenly Xue Qianming was a little uncontrollable, he saw his fangs exposed, and his evil aura radiated out - he knew that he was hungry and needed to eat.

However, the person in front of him was the first-class delicacy to him. He lifted Wen Ruo up, brushed up his long hair, and revealed his tender white neck.Without thinking too much, driven by instinct, his sharp teeth pierced the back of his neck, his throat moved, and the sweet liquid (from Qian Ming's mouth) slowly flowed into his stomach.

Wen Ruo's blood was like mellow wine, intoxicating him, making him forget restraint, forgetting that if he drank it like this again, it would undoubtedly kill Wen Ruo.

The loss of blood in the body caused Wen Ruo to paralyze on Xue Qianming's body. The slightly cold body temperature brought Xue Qianming back to his senses, and hurriedly stopped asking. Xue Qianming's heart ached uncontrollably.

He wiped away the remaining blood stains from the corner of his mouth, calmed down, the evil spirit no longer radiated, and everything returned to normal.

Stretching out his hand to caress the wound bitten by himself, the light faded away without leaving any traces.

When Wen Ruo woke up at dawn, she saw Xue Qianming sitting on the edge of the bed and staring at herself intently, with a worried look on her face.

Wen Ruo smiled at him and said, "I just blame myself for being timid, so don't worry Gong... By the way, what happened later, are they all okay? And that..."

"Stop talking...you'll be fine...I'm afraid you won't wake up again..."

Xue Qianming hugged Wen Ruo tightly in his arms. He was telling the truth, and he really almost killed him.

Wen Ruo smiled: "I'm fine, just a little dizzy... Well, Gong, if you go on like this, I'll be strangled to death by you..."

"..."

Xue Qianming immediately let go of Wen Ruo upon hearing the words.

Wen Ruo got up slowly and landed on both feet, only feeling weak all over, and fell to the ground before taking a step.

At that moment, a strong arm embraced him.

"Thank you, Christine."

Weak, he leaned on Xue Qianming, and thanked him with some embarrassment: I always trouble him.

Unexpectedly, Xue Qianming put her hands around his waist, rested her chin on his neck, and said softly: "Sorry..."

"Ok?"

Wen Ruo was puzzled by this apology.

No.30 Seven times Qian Ming attached Gong

No matter how smart Wen Ruozong was, he would never know that Xue Qianming was deeply concerned about the matter of blood-sucking at the moment.

"Besides dizziness and fatigue, do you have any other discomfort?"

Xue Qianming looked at Wen Ruo's bloodless face nervously, and asked with concern.

Wen Ruo shook his head and said, "I'm just a little thirsty... By the way, last night..."

Before he finished speaking, Xue Qianming picked him up, turned around and walked towards the bed, and put him lightly on the bed.

"Don't talk, just lie down."

Facing such an unexpected situation, Wen Ruo hadn't recovered yet, and was once again helped up by Xue Qianming: "Drink."

He saw a cup of tea resting on his lips, he opened his mouth, and the cool water slowly flowed into his mouth little by little. When the tea cup bottomed out, Wen Ruo lightly licked his dry lips. Opening his mouth, Xue Qianming carried the empty tea cup to the table, and filled another cup.

Wen Ruo took the teacup, and Gulu drank it upside down again in one breath.

Xue Qianming smiled, and wiped away the water stains on Wen Ruo's lips with her slender fingers, her eyes were filled with endless tenderness: "Do you want more?"

"..."

Such Xue Qianming really startled Wen Ruo, and stared blankly at Xue Qianming with her beautiful eyes full of doubts.Suddenly, Wen Ruo stretched out his hand and pinched Xue Qianming's face.

Xue Qianming grabbed Wen Ruo's hand that was acting mischievously on his face, frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

The hand was held too tightly by him, if Wen wanted to pull it, he would not be able to pull it.

"Just to see if it's really you."

"..."

Hearing the words, Xue Qianming looked at Wen Ruo affectionately, and slowly leaned towards him. When the tip of his nose was about to touch the tip of his nose, Xue Qianming stopped approaching and said with a smile, "Do you see clearly?"

Wen Ruo's heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her eyes to avoid Xue Qianming's fiery eyes.

"look at me."

Slowly lifting Wen Ruo's jaw with his fingers, forcing him to look at him, a voice like a guqin came out from his thin lips: "Who do you say I am?"

This voice, Wen Ruo will never forget, there was a "buzz" in his head.

"Xue Qianming?"

Xue Qianming was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he had just used his real voice, and was frowning as he was thinking about how to respond, when he saw Wen Ruo's hand stroking his hand: "Will you hurt him if you attach to him like this?" ?”

"..."

Xue Qianming looked at Wen Ruo blankly: So he thought so.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "Don't worry, he won't be hurt."

Wen Ruo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and said in a voice almost inaudible to others: "Really... that's good..."

But Xue Qianming heard it very clearly, and inexplicable anger rose sadly.

"Why do you care so much about this man?"

Wen Ruo closed his eyes unwilling to look at him, and did not respond to his words.

His already peaceful heart was disturbed when he heard that familiar voice. In his eyes, Gong's appearance coupled with that voice was a kind of torture, so he simply closed his eyes and didn't look at it.

Xue Qianming, who seemed to see through Wen Ruo's thoughts, pinched his jaw with his fingers a little harder: "Don't close your eyes! Look at me!"

He almost growled.

No matter how Xue Qianming forced her, Wen Ruo still kept her eyes tightly closed.

Xue Qianming waved his hand, and at the same time as the curtain fell, he also pressed on Wen Ruo's body, kissing and biting as if he wanted to peel the skin and bones of the person under him.

"You are mine... you are not allowed to think about others..."

Xue Qianming's voice was hoarse, his heart was clouded by anger, he himself forgot that Gong was Xue Qianming, obviously it was him, but why Han'er treated him differently.

What if I ask you as Gong?what about you

will hate it...

Then hate it!

Thinking about it like this, he untied Wen Ruo's belt, slipped his hand into the shirt, and caressed wantonly.

Wen Ruo was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes, but what he saw was the familiar face that accompanied him every day. He tried his best to push Xue Qianming away to prevent what would happen next.

He had lost too much blood, his body was weak, and he resisted like crazy, punching and kicking Xue Qianming.

Xue Qianming didn't fight back, and let him kick and beat her.

I don't know if Wen Ruo was afraid of hurting Gong, or because he was too weak, but he didn't strike hard, and he didn't attack vital points.

Xue Qianming couldn't figure out Wen Ruo's behavior, why when he wanted him, he just endured it and accepted it.But now he is asking for it as Gong, but he is so desperately resisting.

When he was exhausted and lost even the strength to raise his hand, he could only watch Xue Qianming undo each other's clothes...

When the strange heat invaded her body, Wen Ruo cried, shedding tears silently.

However, this long-lost pleasure made Xue Qianming forget everything, just blindly indulging in desire, without noticing it. If the body withdraws, he understands that Wen Ruo can't bear it if he asks for it again.

Xue Qianming hugged Wen Ruo quietly, and closed her eyes somewhat satisfied, but also somewhat disappointed.

Warm turbid liquid slowly flowed out from between the buttocks, this kind of thing happened too suddenly, too fast, it was unacceptable.

Wen Ruo was messed up, bad, and at a loss.

For him, although Xue Qianming violated him again, but this time it was Gong's body...

What would happen if Gong woke up?

As long as he thinks of this, Wen Ruo is afraid, and really wants to run away, really wants to disappear before he wakes up...

However, he couldn't move his body, not at all.

Drowsy, Wen Ruo gradually lost consciousness, and when he woke up here, he saw Xue Qianming sitting by the bed and staring at him intently, with a worried look on his face.

Just like when he woke up for the first time, in a trance, Wen Ruo had the feeling that everything just now was an illusion.

Looking at Xue Qianming's eyes obviously dodged, he didn't know who was in front of him at this moment.

Suddenly, when his eyes fell on the basin of water on the ground, Wen Ruo subconsciously lifted the quilt and looked at himself, his face was pale.

The body has been washed and clothes changed.

"you……"

Knowing what Wen Ruo wanted to ask, Xue Qianming said in a respectful voice, "That...I changed the clothes for you." While speaking, he was also paying attention to Wen Ruo's reaction.

No.30 Eight episodes of mind are hard to describe

Wen Ruo was dumbfounded.

It was Gong who changed his clothes, which means he must know what happened before...

How should we face this reality?

How should I explain it to him?

Wen Ruo tried hard to calm himself down and face this matter well.

"Didn't hurt you?"

"what?!"

Wen Ruo couldn't believe his ears, he stared blankly at Xue Qianming leaning against the table, quietly looking out the window...

It was past noon, and the sun outside was dazzling.Wen Ruo couldn't help squinting his eyes. Under the light and shadow, his side face is really beautiful, but why does it give people a feeling of loneliness and nothingness, as if he doesn't belong to this world at all.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Seeing that Wen Ruo didn't respond, Xue Qianming repeated it again, with a deep and indifferent voice hitting Wen Ruo's heart heavily.

"...No...I'm fine..."

Facing such an embarrassing question, Wen Ruo panicked for a moment, not even knowing what he said.

Xue Qianming turned around slowly, his eyes lingering on Wen Ruo, he did not let go of any subtle changes on Wen Ruo's face, seeing the slight redness on his cheeks, Xue Qianming frowned.

Wen Ruo couldn't adapt to this kind of gaze, so he simply turned his back to Xue Qianming, but he didn't know that a movement would involve the swelling pain between his buttocks.

"Just say it hurts, don't hold back."

Xue Qianming came to him at some point, and stroked his cheek pitifully.

The warmth from the fingers unknowingly touched the softness in Wen Ruo's heart, and the tears gradually dazzled the eyes, but did not drip down.

Feeling Wen Ruo's tremor, Xue Qianming sighed softly, picked him up from the quilt, and held him in his arms.

In fact, Xue Qianming has always been in conflict.

For Wen Ruo, he really didn't know how to deal with him.

However, Wen Ruo was different, maybe it was just because it came so suddenly that he panicked for a while and was at a loss.After he sorted everything out, he understood what he should do.

Without breaking free from Xue Qianming's embrace, he asked, "Gong, what happened last night? How could the corpse sit up? Could it be a fake corpse?"

Hearing the words, Xue Qianming was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that what Wen Ruo asked himself would be these things at this moment, he let go of his hand, and after thinking for a while, he told him what happened last night, but skipped the relationship between himself and the orphan. The matter of star marks.

After hearing this, Wen Ruo was a little unbelievable. He didn't expect that Gao Yuan could easily deal with the walking corpse.

It's just that this is a murder case after all, and the death of the master Zhang is full of doubts. Wen Ruo secretly recalled everything, and suddenly frowned: "That boy has some problems."

Xue Qianming just stood silently watching Wen Ruo combing her long hair and arranging her clothes.

He didn't understand why Wen Ruo could still pretend that nothing had happened and turn a blind eye to the obvious traces of joy-love on his body.

A little angry in my heart, this is not what he wants.

Xue Qianming has always believed that Wen Ruo can hate, cry, go crazy, and even take revenge on herself... But she just can't pretend like nothing happened now.

However, when he saw Wen Ruo's unbearable pain every time he moved, all his anger was replaced by heartache.

Han'er, teach me what I should do!

Xue Qianming hugged Wen Ruo to the bed: "Don't move around, who do you want to see, wait here, I'll bring him over."

Such Xue Qianming always moved Wen Ruo inexplicably.

However, Wen Ruo only buried this emotion deeply in his heart.

Wen Ruo deliberately didn't look at Xue Qianming, and said calmly: "The boy who led the way, I have something to ask him."

"Okay. Soon, you wait."

As Xue Qianming said, she left the hut to look for the boy.

Hearing the heavy closing sound of the door, Wen Ruo, who was pretending to be strong, lowered his head and raised his forehead as if relieved from a heavy burden, his lips covered by blue hair curled into a curve, and it was hard to tell whether he was crying or laughing.

"Gong, I'm sorry... I couldn't stop this from happening... and now, all I can do is act as if nothing happened, and you'll forget it after a long time... I hope it won't affect you ..."

Wen Ruo murmured to himself, he didn't know that Xue Qianming had seen and listened to these things.

Han'er, is respect really that important to you...

With a bitter smile on his face, Xue Qianming turned around and disappeared on the bluestone path.

When he was young, he brought the boy to the hut.

Seeing Wen Ruo leaning on the bed weakly, the young man bowed respectfully and said, "Are you sick? I'm going to call the doctor now..."

"No need, I just want to ask you something, and you should answer truthfully."

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and replied: "Adults just ask questions, and young ones will definitely answer truthfully."

Wen Ruo looked at the young man and said, "When and where did you stand and saw a woman walk out of your lord's room?"

The boy said: "It was four nights ago. If I remember correctly, it should be Zishi at that time. It happened that I was watching the night. When I was about to approach the master's house, I saw the woman."

Wen Ruo asked again: "Let me ask you, why haven't you found out that something happened to your master?"

The little servant replied: "It's all because the master told me not to disturb him for a while, so my little..." He said, and looked at Wen Ruo, but he couldn't see what the lord was really like. What is the intention.

"You said that night, the woman you saw was wearing a pink dress and a beaded flower hairpin?"

The boy nodded: "Exactly."

"You are lying!"

No.30 Nine-time Mysterious Spellcaster

Wen Ruo, who had been watching the words and expressions, deliberately shouted at the boy: "You are lying!"

As expected, the young man was a little disturbed when he heard the words, but he pretended to be surprised and said: "Why did you say that? Even if you give me a hundred courage, I will not dare to lie to you."

Wen Ruo said: "Then let me ask you again, is the woman you saw from the side, the back, or the front?"

The boy said without hesitation: "Naturally it's the back view."

"yes……"

Wen Ruo frowned slightly, the boy waited tremblingly for Wen Ruo's next words, but after waiting for half a night, he didn't hear Wen Ruo continue.Just when she didn't know what to do, Wen Ruo said slowly, "I never thought that your night vision ability is so good, and you can even see things on your head with a quick glance from such a distance." so detailed."

Wen Ruo glanced at the young man in words, and continued: "I'm very curious, under this night vision, there are so many differences in color, pink is rare, how do you see it?"

Hearing this, the boy was startled and didn't know how to respond.

Wen Ruo approached step by step: "Could it be that you knew that woman, or did you invent it?"

The young man suddenly raised his head and stared straight at Wen Ruo, his eyes darkened, his seven orifices bled instantly, and he collapsed to the ground.

Suffering such a sudden fright, Wen Ruo hugged Xue Qianming who was standing beside her.

Xue Qianming was taken aback for a moment, and then hugged the trembling man tightly in his arms.

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

His words can always calm Wen Ruo down and make Wen Ruo feel at ease.

Since when did it become like this?

Wen Ruo didn't know, and he didn't want to delve into this issue. Wen Ruo, who came back to his senses, broke away from Xue Qianming's embrace. Although he pretended to be calm, he couldn't hide the blush on his face.

Seeing Wen Ruo like this, Xue Qianming could only sigh softly, but seeing him walk to the side of the boy and squat down, snorted, pressed the pulse of his neck, and said: "He is dead. "

If Wen Ruo didn't understand, how could a well-behaved living person suddenly die suddenly?Could it be some kind of illness? Thinking about it, he said, "Let me see."

Xue Qianming handed him the glove and said, "You...can you?"

"Ah."

Without looking at Xue Qianming again, Wen Ruo just bowed his head in response, then took the glove from him embarrassingly, put it on, and examined the corpse carefully, but the more he looked at it, the more something seemed wrong.

"The blood in my whole body has long been coagulated, I'm afraid I've been dead for a long time... But, just now..."

Wen Ruo's voice was trembling, he was afraid, he couldn't believe the truth, the body would not lie, it was indeed dead for a long time.

Xue Qianming pulled Wen Ruo away from the corpse, took off his gloves, and said, "He was cursed, he should have died last night."

He spoke calmly, but the listener held his hand tightly, with an imperceptible smile, Xue Qianming gently stroked Wen Ruo's back, and said, "Didn't you hear a scream last night?" Is it? I think it should be him."

Wen Ruo raised his head and looked at him suspiciously, and he smiled lightly: "There is a spell called the Soul-Living Curse, which extracts the three souls and seven souls of the person who has been cursed, and manipulates the body's activities, just as you can see, it is the same as usual. There is no difference, but as long as the caster disperses the soul, the body will instantly become a corpse."

Xue Qianming pointed to the boy's body on the ground and said, "It's just like what you see now."

Thinking that he had spoken so many words to a dead man, Wen Ruo felt a gust of cool wind chilling his back, but what did the death of this boy have to do with the treasure, and what was the intention of the person who cast the spell? ?

"Gong, that boy's Soul-Leaving Curse and Master Zhang's Curse come from the same person?"

Xue Qianming nodded, and replied: "It is indeed the same person."

He didn't care about these, as long as the person who cast the spell would not pose a threat to Wen Ruo, he didn't bother to ask about other things unless it was at Wen Ruo's request.

"How do you know all this?"

After hearing so much, Wen Ruo realized that "Gong" is really not simple.

"I've been in Taoism, so I've heard of some of these."

"makes sense."

For such an answer, Wen Ruo didn't have any doubts, maybe in his heart, the trust in "Gong" was deep in his bones.

"I don't know why, but I always feel that there are more than a few of us here, as if there is someone else... I always feel like there is one more person..."

Wen Ruo muttered to himself, he wasn't referring to the fox demon who had attached to "Gong".

"Who was it that wanted to hurt someone secretly last night?"

Xue Qianming shook his head, the black shadow flashed so fast that he didn't even see it clearly, it's really rare for a mortal to reach such a level of skill.

"I have observed before that Zhang Yihang's ten fingers are full of fluff. He has no wounds and calluses, and his gait is normal. He doesn't look like a martial arts practitioner. The second master Zhang and the third master Zhang have practiced martial arts before, but I saw that both of them are the same. There is a thick callus on the tiger's mouth on his right hand, so he is not a person who is used to bows and arrows."

After all, Wen Ruo pulled Xue Qianming to the side of the young servant's corpse, and said: "Look, this young servant is also surprised that his hands are so delicate, unlike ordinary servants."

Xue Qianming looked at Wen Ruo, a little surprised that he would pay so much attention to everyone around him.

Wen Ruo also looked at Xue Qianming and thought deeply: "Gong, in fact, I am also a little puzzled. You should be a martial arts practitioner, but why do you look like a scholar? If everyone looks like you, I don't know." It's going to be difficult."

"The internal strength I learn, I don't use weapons..."

Wen Ruo heard the words, nodded and replied: "It also makes sense. Could it be that Zhang Yihang and this boy are also learning internal skills?"

Thinking of this, Wen Ruo frowned unconsciously.

Xue Qianming couldn't help laughing and said: "The two of them have never practiced martial arts."

"That's right, since Gong Du said so, then I won't consider these things, hehe..."

After getting Xue Qianming's affirmative answer, Wen Ruo suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and even forgot what happened to the two of them before, and smiled brightly at Xue Qianming.

Seeing Wen Ruo's smiling face, Xue Qianming caressed his cheek involuntarily.

No.40 back to each other's heart

Caressing the tender-smooth little face, Xue Qianming's eyes involuntarily fell on Wen Ruo's slightly parted lips due to surprise, sliding his fingertips down his jaw, and lifted him up, Xue Qianming bent down, Slowly move closer to the lips...

Seeing the beauty gradually enlarged in front of her eyes, Wen Ruo, who came to her senses, pushed Xue Qianming away.

I saw Xue Qianming raised his brows slightly, and looked at Wen Ruo with some doubts: He obviously likes "Gong", but why did he push himself away?

"that……"

Wen Ruo caught a glimpse of the boy's corpse in a panic, and pointed at the corpse, "How should I deal with this corpse?"

"Ok?"

"Didn't you say before that he was cast with a soul-separating curse, so how should such a corpse be properly handled?"

Wen Ruo intentionally avoided Xue Qianming's gaze, and after saying all this in one breath, even he himself admired his own calmness in the face of "danger".

Xue Qianming didn't even look at the corpse, but looked at Wen Ruo with great interest, and said: "The soul has been scattered, and this corpse has also been destroyed. If you are worried about getting rid of the corpse, you can simply fire it up." He burned it."

"That……"

"you……"

The two of them opened their mouths at the same time and stopped speaking at the same time.

After a moment of silence, Wen Ruo said: "It's just that I don't know where his family is now. If we burn the body rashly and without authorization, it would be a bit impolite...that..."

Xue Qianming saw Wen Ruo bowed his head and looked down at him, hesitant to speak.

He said: "After I send the detailed situation of this person, you can make a decision."

Wen Ruo raised her head when she heard the words, and looked at Xue Qianming foolishly with beautiful eyes as clear as two bays of clear water, and said softly: "...then I will trouble you..."

Xue Qianming just smiled at him, and when he turned to leave, he stopped to take a look at the corpse on the ground, and without saying a word, he bent down and reached out to grab the corpse's clothes and dragged him away.

Wen Ruo saw this small action in his eyes, but remembered it in his heart.

Not long after Xue Qianming left, someone came outside the hut, knocked on the door and said, "Master Wen, is it convenient for me to ask you something?"

Recognizing that it was Zhang Yihang's voice, Wen Ruo stood up, endured the pain and walked to the table, and after An sat down, he replied, "Mr. Zhang, please come in."

"Squeak-"

The wooden door was carefully pushed open.

Zhang Yihang walked into the room, closed the door with his backhand, raised his hand at Wen Ruo and said, "Master Wen is interrupting you."

Wen Ruo replied: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm idle here, and you'll come if I can't think of it."

Zhang Yihang looked around, but he didn't see the figure of the other person, so he asked, "Why is your lord here alone?"

"Ok?"

Although it was a bit unexpected, Wen Ruo smiled calmly and said, "He has gone out to do some errands, Mr. Zhang is looking for him?"

Zhang Yihang shook his head and said, "It's just that I met the guard next to the lord, and he asked me where the dining room is. He said that the lord is not feeling well today, and he wants to ask the cook to make some soup for you."

"……yes……"

The smile disappeared from his face in an instant, after hearing Zhang Yihang's words, Wen Ruo couldn't tell what it was like in his heart at this moment.

"My lord? My lord..."

Seeing Wen Ruowu was in a daze, Zhang Yihang yelled several times before he was brought to his senses.

"Hmm... I don't know why Mr. Zhang is looking for me?"

Wen Ruo collected himself and asked a casual question.

"..."

Zhang Yihang wondered inwardly: Did Mr. Wen lose his mind just now?

"That's right, Master Wen."

Zhang Yihang paused for a moment and then continued: "I was going to search for the treasure, but I encountered such a thing. My father has passed away, and the second uncle and the third uncle are pressing hard... I want to find the treasure as soon as possible and share it with them." Yes, it's a good thing."

After hearing this, Wen Ruo said calmly: "Young Master Zhang, after your father died, the guide boy of your Zhang family has also suffered..."

"How... how... I just saw him today..."

Hearing this, Zhang Yihang was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it: "My lord...what's going on here?"

Wen Ruo continued: "Mr. Zhang, don't panic. In fact, that young man has been cursed just like your father. Can you tell me, does your Zhang family have an old enemy?"

Zhang Yihang shook his head.

Wen Ruo recalled the conversation between the two brothers of the Zhang family in the forest last night, and felt very suspicious. It happened that Zhang Yihang was here. He wanted to ask him a question, but after thinking about it carefully, he gave up the idea.

Zhang Yihang looked at Wen Ruo who was thinking deeply, and asked softly, "My lord, why do you ask this? Could it be that your lord suspects that the deaths of my father and the servant were homicides?"

Wen Ruo didn't immediately respond to his words, but just smiled and said, "Didn't Mr. Zhang just say that he wanted to find the treasure sooner?"

"Um……"

Zhang Yihang didn't understand what Wen Ruo meant beyond what he said, or that this grown-up always spoke so unexpectedly.

"So this time I came to look for you to ask, can you solve the riddle about the treasure?"

"Almost, there are some things inside that need to be confirmed in the field."

Wen Ruo said so, and gradually put away his smile: "Mr. Zhang, are you sure that the treasure is buried on this island?"

Zhang Yihang nodded and replied: "Indeed, there is no doubt, this is also the reason why my father has been guarding here."

"When will I find it?"

"I have already discussed with the two uncles. It will start early tomorrow morning, and Mrs. Lao will be there by then. The cook will bring the soup in a while, so I won't bother you any more. Rest well, my lord."

Sending off Zhang Yihang, it really wasn't more than a cup of tea, and I saw the chef king