Startled Meng

The next day, Yan Cijing woke up early again, and when Juniper asked, he had already thought up an excuse: "Last night there was a lot of movement in the mansion."

Jun Jun looked at Yan Cijing with concern, and found that his face was indeed tired, probably because he was disturbed badly last night, so he lowered his voice and said:

"A Yan also heard the movement, and was so frightened that he couldn't sleep all night. Could someone be pretending to be a ghost?"

Yan Cijing shook his sleeves, and said coldly, "Who is so bold to pretend to be a ghost in the government office?"

Juniper has never done anything wrong, just a little scared, not guilty, but there are definitely people in the mansion who are guilty, and what Yan Cijing wants to do is to let the guilty people show their feet.

"My lord! Last night I saw a ghost wandering through the window through the window!"

"It seems to be a woman, with a sharp and old voice, what did you say—oh, I can't remember, I'm so scared to death!"

"I remember, I remember, she said that someone hurt her, she shouldn't die!"

There was a lot of discussion among the people below, and Yan Cijing asked a lot of details. When everyone thought about it, they almost pushed the terrifying atmosphere to its climax.

Luo Sheng whispered in Yan Cijing's ear, "My lord, after all, no one has actually seen that female ghost. If you pay too much attention to it, it will make people in the house panic..."

"It's better to believe it or not, come here," Yan Cijing ordered, "Go and ask the witch to do the law. My Jiangling manor's judgments and executions are all well-founded. How can the soul of a wronged person linger for a long time?"

The people below all complied falsely.

On the other side, when Yu Fangzhi strolled into the house in the morning, he was stopped by Duan Chengkong and Goshawk.

Duan Chengkong felt that something was wrong with Yu Fangzhi.

Although they only met once in a few years, it seems that Yu Fangzhi is not the last time he saw Yu Fangzhi.

In the past, Yu Fang knew that under the name of the young master of the Yu family, he acted perversely and was a naughty dude, all in order to cover up the deep hatred in his flesh and blood, so there was always a gloom between his brows that outsiders could not detect.

But today's language knows that although he is still thinking about revenge, the joy on his face is from the heart. Duan Chengkong doesn't understand why he has such a change.

But what puzzled him even more right now was Yu Fangzhi's not returning home at night.

"Hey, hey! Sinister! Where did you go to have fun last night? I wanted to find you for a drink, but Xiaoqing said you were not here. I thought you had just been released from prison and wanted to have fun, but Xiaoqing said you didn't come back often Sleeping at home, where do you go at night?"

Yu Fangzhi threw a small steamed bun into his mouth: "Renrouxiang."

Duan Chengkong pointed at Yu Fangzhi and laughed for a while, then suddenly stopped his smile and flew out two chopsticks, "Are you kidding me?"

Yu Wanqian next to him sneered: "It would be great if I really went to Wenrou Township, you unworthy descendant with no descendants."

Yu Fangzhi stopped the chopsticks with two fingers, poked two fried steamed buns, put one into the bowl of Yu Wanqian, and put the other into the bowl of Duan Chengkong, and said: "I will stay with Master Yan at night."

"Master Yan?" Duan Chengkong was stunned for a moment, and persuaded, "Didn't Master Yan let you out? Don't be too stingy, you will count every penny, in case you beat someone's intestines out again."

Yu Fangzhi smiled: "Fight? Yes, Master Yan and I fight every night."

Yu Wanqian said nothing before Yu Fangzhi took a look: "How could Master Yan mess around with you?"

Yu Fang knew whether he was happy: "Follow me, why are you just messing around?"

Duan Chengkong, who was next to him, slapped his tongue and said, "Last time, I went to Mr. Yan for your matter."

Yu Wanqian asked confusedly what was going on, Yu Fangzhi nodded, but what Duan Chengkong wanted to talk about was not this matter, he said:

"Do you think Mr. Yan looks like a person?"

Yu Fangzhi shook his head, he stayed with Yan Cijing every day, he had seen everything Yan Cijing looked like, and didn't think he looked like anyone.

Duan Chengkong saw Yu Fangzhi's bewildered face, and said persuasively: "Don't you think, he is very similar to the kid who used to run behind you?"

"It's not like." Yu Fangzhi immediately refuted, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Duan Chengkong was surprised: "Why are you so nervous? I'm just talking casually."

When he talked to Yan Cijing that day, the two of them got very close. Duan Chengkong looked at Yan Cijing's eyebrows and eyes, and unconsciously remembered the scene of saving the child outside Ye City.

At that time, he lifted the child with pigtails in the air, and the feather coat that the child was wearing was shining brightly, but it was not as eye-catching as the small face like porcelain jade.

The child didn't cry, and even opened his hands and giggled. At that time, his whole body was enveloped in soft light, and even his eyelashes were stained with fluffy light. At that moment, Duan Chengkong actually remembered Buddha on the lotus.

And when Mr. Yan nodded and listened, when his naturally drooping thick eyelashes covered his slightly icy eyes, he had a demeanor without fireworks, just like the child without a trace of lead.

When Duan Chengkong recalled it today, he was still amazed: "How can I say this feeling?"

Yu Fangzhi insisted: "It's just that they have the same surname Yan, they are completely different."

If it is said that the person in this world who is most looking forward to Yan Jingping's resurrection is Yu Fangzhi, but if he is dead, he is dead, and Yu Fang has to recognize it or not.

When he first found out that Yan Cijing was also seeking revenge against Wei Cheng, he checked Yan Cijing's origins. The fraudulent origins made him suspicious, and then he checked his back himself. A large area of ​​burns destroyed the skin. Nothing.

But he had been with Yan Cijing for so long, but he never felt like Yan Jingping.

"No, it can't be, he's definitely not."

Yu Fangzhi was so sure, Duan Chengkong was at a loss in his mind, and said vaguely: "When you get older, you will always be in a trance."

He was afraid that Yu Fangzhi would torture himself with random thoughts after the incident, and he echoed: "That child is lovable, Mr. Yan is not approachable at all, so it doesn't look like it."

Besides... Meng Jingyuan was rescued by him at the risk. The fire was burning that night, how could the child escape at such a young age?

Afraid of talking too much, Duan Chengkong knew that he was going to be sad again, so he deliberately changed the topic: "How about the Flying Woman? Has the murderer been caught?"

Yu Wanqian was also very concerned about the progress of the case, and asked: "Yes, yes, is there nothing wrong with you? Shouldn't I spend a lot of money to protect you?"

"It's up to Mr. Yan." Yu Fangzhi said.

That day, the government office was full of open flames and white smoke to exorcise evil spirits. The adults in each room coughed non-stop when they were working, and they were not concentrating when they were working. They were disturbed by the mahogany sword and bells hanging on the door.

Regarding this, Yu Fang Zhiye said when he visited the prefect's bedroom: "It's hard for the general to play this trick now."

Yan Cijing said with confidence: "Today, the master of exorcism was invited to come to the door, and General He was invited to make a fuss tonight. Everyone will know that exorcism does not work, and the loss of the corpse of the mass grave should be discovered."

The author says:

Yu Fangzhi really does not believe that Yan Cijing is Yan Jingping, and he will explain later why he does not believe that Yan Cijing is Yan Jingping hhh