The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

Feng Siling was relatively calm.

Maybe Song Mingshu had seen a lot of dead people since he was a child, many of which were fresh, so he was the calmest among the children.

"It's Chang Luo."

After Feng Siling finished speaking, he quickly looked at Chang Huaiyuan beside him.

Chang Huaiyuan stood blankly.

Yan Bao looked at Chang Huaiyuan, who was stunned, and then hugged Feng Xiaowu, who was trembling with fear.

"Don't be afraid of Wu Guo Guo, this is Princess Chang Luo."

Feng Xiaowu said, "Even if Princess Chang Luo is a dead person, he is still afraid." When he suddenly thought of something, he quickly looked at Chang Huaiyuan, and then swallowed it hard.

Feng Siling patted Chang Huaiyuan's thin shoulder.

"Huaiyuan, my condolences."

Chang Luo was not killed by them.

And they also know how Chang Luo died.

I just didn't expect that the eldest aunt of the emperor would be so cruel and make Princess Chang Luo unable to live in peace even after her death.

The corpses were put to good use.

So Princess Chang Luo's body is hidden in this deep pit. Who is the emperor's aunt going to drag into the water?

One of the four of them?

It does not seem.

After all, they are all children.

Even if a quarrel breaks out, the unreasonableness can be found in the end on the grounds that they are just children under seven years old.

Princess Chang Luo has already grown up, and they are all defenseless children.

Comparing the two sides, they are absolutely weak.

Thinking of this, Feng Siling immediately took the hands of Chang Huaiyuan and Yan Bao, and then looked at Feng Xiaowu, who was paralyzed on the ground and shaking in fear.

"Let's leave here and squat in the distance to see what Auntie Huang wants to do in the end."

Chang Huaiyuan suddenly spoke up, his expression calm and serious as never before.

"Fourth brother, Xiaowu, Yanbao, I want to take the imperial sister out of here."

Feng Siling did not hesitate.

"it is good."

Yan Bao and Feng Xiaowu spoke out at the same time.

"Row!"

Chang Huaiyuan was stunned again.

"Do you agree?"

After all, this disrupted the mother's plan. When the mother knew that they had taken away the imperial sister's body, she would definitely take the opportunity to attack.

Yan Bao hugged Chang Huaiyuan's arm and spoke with a milky voice.

"Why don't you agree? Huaiyuan Guoguo just wants your imperial sister to be buried in peace. This is a good thing."

Feng Xiaowu nodded.

"Although I dislike her very much, she is dead now, and she is still...forget it, death is the most important thing, I don't care."

Feng Siling also nodded.

"Yes, in that case, you guys lean over and I'll pull him up."

Yan Bao rolled up his sleeves and took two steps forward.

"Four pots of pot, Yan Bao comes, Yan Bao is very powerful."

Before Feng Siling could refuse, Yan Bao was already lying on the edge of the pit, lowering his head to fish for someone.

When the Feng Siling brothers were about to help, Yan Bao had already grabbed Princess Chang Luo's shoulders, and then violently lifted the body out of the nearly two-meter deep pit.

"All right."

Princess Chang Luo's body fell on the grass about one meter behind Yan Bao.

Yan Bao got up from the edge of the pit, slapped the dust on his skirt, and then slapped him.

Chang Huaiyuan hugged her fiercely.

"Yanbao, thank you."

Yan Bao blinked and hugged Chang Huaiyuan back.

"You're welcome, Huaiyuan Guoguo, this is what Yan Bao can do."

And it’s something you can do casually.

You're welcome.

Chang Huaiyuan hugged her hard, then let her go and quickly turned around to see the body of Princess Chang Luo.

Princess Chang Luo was poisoned, so her face turned purple and black.

Because it had been almost six hours, my body was already stiff.

Feng Xiaowu looked a little scared and subconsciously leaned towards Yan Bao.

Feng Siling was not afraid of dead people, so he took the initiative to look at the body of Princess Chang Luo.

He even checked it carefully.

"There was no trauma."

Chang Huaiyuan nodded.

He bent down and grabbed Princess Chang Luo's clothes by her shoulders, pulling her back into the grass.

Feng Siling looked at it and said nothing.

There is no one around, and few people come here, and they are all children, so no one will notice them for a while.

Feng Siling went over and restored the previous pit trap to its previous appearance.

Yan Bao helped pull the body.

Although Feng Xiaowu was afraid, he felt embarrassed when he saw that Yan Bao was not frightened at all.

I rubbed my little hands together and finally decided to get started.

When Chang Huaiyuan was about to say no, Yan Bao pushed him aside.

"Huaiyuan Guo Guo, come Yan Bao."

Before Chang Huaiyuan could respond, Yan Bao took a pony step and lifted the upright body with both hands.

Feng Xiaowu looked at this scene and suddenly felt a little familiar.

Ah!

He remembered.

Previously, when he was in his mother's palace, he deliberately took Yan Bao to the plum grove to appreciate the plum blossoms late at night.

As a result, he was frightened and fainted by the ghost later.

This is how Yan Bao carried him.

But because he was alive, Chang Luo was already dead and his body was stiff, so at this moment Chang Luo's feet and head were in line and did not fall to the ground.

And at that time... it seemed that Yan Bao had asked ghosts to help support his legs.

It was such a scene that it makes my hair stand on end just thinking about it now.

Yan Bao ignored Feng Xiaowu. She was in a hurry to carry Chang Luo's body away.

Feng Siling was already looking at Feng Shui.

Chang Huaiyuan also suppressed the sadness in his heart and followed, and along the way, he pulled Feng Xiaowu who was distracted.

"Xiaowu, let's go."

Feng Siling led the way, Yan Bao followed behind carrying Chang Luo's body, followed by Chang Huaiyuan and Feng Xiaowu.

When they stopped, the brothers and sisters had already arrived at the top of a hill.

Feng Siling climbed up a big rock, stood on it and looked around.

"This place has a high location and good scenery. Huaiyuan, why don't we bury it here?"

It's quite far away from the previous big pit, so it would be difficult for Aunt Huang to find the body here.

Chang Huaiyuan nodded.

"Okay. Sister Huang actually likes to enjoy flowers and scenery. She should like this place very much."

As soon as Yan Bao heard that it was OK, he started working immediately.

"Huaiyuan Guoguo, that Yanbao started digging holes."

Chang Huaiyuan hurriedly spoke.

"Yan Bao, I can do this kind of thing."

They had no tools and had to find sharp rocks and sticks.

As a result, Feng Xiaowu hadn't even found it yet, and Feng Xiaowu couldn't even say anything about it.

"Yanbao, you, you, you..."

Yan Bao blinked.

"Yanbao's hand?"

She lifted her little hands, already covered with soil, from the half-foot-deep pit she dug.

The tips of the little fingers that were originally as white and tender as little meat buns suddenly grew sharp and scary nails. The nails looked as sharp as knives and glowed with a cold sheen in the sun.

Not to mention Feng Xiaowu who was too frightened to say a complete sentence, even the young and mature Feng Siling twitched his lips when he saw it.

No.

What's going on with Yan Bao?

How come such white and tender little hands grow such long and scary nails like zombies?

Chang Huaiyuan was so shocked that he collapsed on the ground in fear.

"Yanbao, your nails..."

Yan Bao blinked and introduced the three brothers with a roar.

"Yan Bao's nails can grow long or short. Look at Guo Guo."

After saying that, the little guy moved his delicate little fingers that took up a lot of soil, and the long and sharp nails disappeared without a trace.

Feng Si, Ling Feng Xiao Wu and Chang Huaiyuan: "..."

This should be...not in the category of human beings, right?