Now that I think about it, everything seems to be clear.

"...Master Mo, you, you won't...Mo Shiyu already knows your identity, right?" Feng Chenglin looked sobbing.

Ling Luoyu looked at him: "Or otherwise, why would you think Young Master Mo have to get rid of us!!"

"Damn, this guy is really unscrupulous," Feng Chenglin twitched, feeling indignant: "I know you are...hey, wait, I understand!"

He pointed at Mo Xuanchen suddenly and opened his mouth wide with a sudden realization.

"You, he, he knows who you are, and is afraid that you will fight for power with him, so he wants to get rid of you, right?!"

Thinking about it this way, everything will be natural.

"This guy is really looking for death... He probably doesn't know who he messed with!?"

Not to mention what kind of person Mo Xuanchen is, just talking about Ling Luoyu. With her personality, how could Mo Shiyu let her do whatever she wants and do whatever she wants!?

"They don't go when there is a way in heaven, and they don't want to break in hell... Master Mo, you said, what do you want to do, I, Feng Chenglin, will definitely cooperate with you!"

"Simple, accompany Yu'er to Zhong Er's house to see if there is any clue. I'm going to find Mo Shiyu and see what the whole thing is like!" A murderous intent broke out from Mo Xuanchen's body.

He wanted to see what the secret Mo Xishu tried his best to hide!

What kind of person is that she is so afraid!!

——

Grandpa Xiaoju still has the ability to do things. When Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin appeared in the small village, the whole village was empty and gloomy, like a ghost town.

Feng Chenglin was afraid that such a lifeless thing would involuntarily shrink his neck.

"It's different from being in a place where there is no one... Why do I feel like there are ghost eyes staring at me everywhere here!?"

"Looking at your unpromising appearance, I don't know, I think you are guilty!"

"This, you can't blame me. What am I afraid of? You don't know..."

"Why do you think you have experienced storms, seen the world, and experienced life and death, and are still so cowardly when you encounter such a thing!?"

"I'm not a coward!"

Ling Luoyu immediately glared at him, Feng Chenglin instantly cowarded, smiling embarrassedly: "I, I am, I am afraid!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Feng Chenglin raised his neck and was tough: "It's not the same thing as cowardice, it's in the bones, it's in the heart, it's different..."

Ling Luoyu shook his head speechlessly: "Okay, as long as you are happy!"

“It’s just different…”

Amid the protest, seeing Ling Luoyu pushing open the corner door of a yard, Feng Chenglin quickly restrained his joke, followed him seriously, and looked around.

"Is this Zhong Er's house?"

"Um!"

"But what did you see?"

"......How can you tell what this is? I just came in... But," Feng Chenglin paused and sniffed carefully again: "It just smells of blood!"

Following the smell of blood, the two walked to the door of the main house.

Although the blood on the ground had been treated by Zhong Er, there were still clear dark brown blood marks on the mud ground.

"This has shed so much blood!"

Feng Chenglin half-kneeled on the ground, pulled out the dagger from his waist, dug it hard on the ground a few times, took a breath, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Ling Luoyu.
Chapter completed!