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The hunting wind made Bai Hemian unable to open his eyes.

He expected that Chen Beidou would do something, but he didn't expect that Chen Beidou would actually set his mind on the Feng family's ancestral grave.

That's right, Brother Feng's fake death, no matter how realistic he pretended to be, he couldn't hide it from the old fox surnamed Chen.

"Young master, the guards are waiting." Qian Shan followed closely behind Bai Hemian, nervously holding his arm, "Slow down."

"You can't slow down. If you slow down, Chen Beidou will dig up Feng's family grave!"

"What is he going to do?"

"What else can I do?" Bai Hemian sneered, "Open the coffin for an autopsy... He didn't believe that the second brother was dead, so he thought of such a stupid trick, and he wasn't afraid of harming his virtue!"

"What should I do? How can I dig a grave!" Qian Shan rushed out of his mind, helped the young master into the car, and urged the guards to follow on horseback, "Hurry up!"

Sitting in the car, Bai Hemian rolled up his collar.New charcoal had just been added to the hand stove, but his palm was still icy cold.

Feng Qisong had been away for half a month. It stands to reason that news of the bandit suppression should have been reported back to Jinling City, but there was no news at all.I don't know what kind of troubled scene is outside.

Now that Chen Beidou wants to move the Feng family's ancestral grave, nine out of ten he is determined to verify whether Feng Qisong is dead or not.

Bai Hemian's hand holding the stove turned slightly white.He went all out, even at the risk of being discovered by Chen Beidou, he couldn't let anyone touch the family's grave!

Sleeping there are countless heroic spirits who threw their heads and blood, and the Chen family is not worthy of their hands.

The ancestral grave of the Feng family is on the hillside outside the city, and it is not easy to travel by car. Bai Hemian asked the guards to ride up the mountain first, and stayed in the car for ten minutes. A horse went straight to the ancestral grave.

Qian Shan was scared out of his wits and couldn't care less about taboos, chasing and shouting: "Young Master, be careful... Be careful!"

"This is the second brother's child, how could he not even be able to stand riding a horse?" Bai Hemian muttered to himself, kicked the horse's belly hard, and disappeared from Qian Shan's sight in the blink of an eye.

The two of them arrived halfway up the mountain one after the other, and the guards had already surrounded Chen Beidou's men. Bai Hemian jumped off his horse and took the thick coat from Qian Shan.

Young Master Bai shook his clothes in the wind, draped them over his shoulders, stuffed his hands into his sleeves, walked around the guards of the Feng family with a sullen face, and then stretched out his hands to ruthlessly push away the members of the Chen family.

Chen Beidou's eyelids twitched slightly, only to see a pair of pale and slender hands passing before his eyes, and then Bai Hemian appeared in front of him.

Feng Qisong is "not here", but Young Master Bai's complexion has improved a lot, his face is red and white, and there is a faint mist around his lips.

He dragged his voice and asked, "Deputy Commander Chen, what do you mean?"

"Oh, young master Bai," Chen Beidou handed the stove to the servant beside him, and clapped his hands pretendingly, "You said I have such a good memory, why did I forget to notify you?"

"...A few days ago, there was a heavy rain, which washed away the top of the mountain in front. I discussed with the third master. Isn't it unlucky that the flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple? It just so happened that these two days were good days, so I hurried to take people Come to move the ancestral grave of the Feng family."

"When is it your turn to worry about the Feng family?" Before Bai Hemian could speak, Qian Shan stopped between them.

"It's really not my turn." The smile on Chen Beidou's mouth faded, he reached out and took out a letter, and unhurriedly opened it, "But the second master of the Feng family died, and the third master went to suppress the bandits. , the Feng family is gone, and I, Chen Beidou, as the deputy commander of Jinling City, naturally have an obligation to help move the grave."

"Who said there is no one in the Feng family? Young Master Bai is still here!"

"Young Master Bai? What kind of Feng family is he?" Chen Beidou snorted coldly, not paying attention.

Hearing this, Bai Hemian laughed angrily, "Why am I not counted?"

"Because Feng Qisong has divorced you." Chen Beidou passed the envelope in front of Bai Hemian without changing his expression, "You are not even counted as a member of the Feng family, so what right do you have to stop me?"

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Bai Hemian's eyes, he took the letter from Chen Beidou and tore it into pieces without even reading it.

With a cold wind, the so-called letter of divorce disappeared in the mountains.

"Young Master Bai, I'm afraid it's not right for you to do this?" Chen Beidou's face darkened.

"What's wrong?" Bai Hemian was ready to tear his face apart, without any fear, he looked straight at Chen Beidou, "One day husband and wife Bai Rien, since Second Brother Feng and I have become husband and wife, the relationship between His kindness is greater than that of you, Deputy Commander Chen! With me here, you don't even want to touch the Feng family's ancestral grave."

He raised his arm to signal the guards to block the Chen family members, then sneered: "Besides...Deputy Commander Chen, do you think I can't read Brother Feng's handwriting?"

"If he really wants to divorce me, he has to stand in front of me and say it himself!"

The divorce letter in Chen Beidou's hand is naturally a fake, it was made up by Feng Laosan in order to rob the family property before he went to suppress the bandits.

"Young Master Bai, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not." Chen Beidou took a step back and stood behind his servant, with a strong malice in his thin body, "As long as Third Master Feng admits the authenticity of the letter of divorce, I have a reason to kick you out today."

"Which one dares me?" Bai Hemian stood motionless, his eyebrows raised fiercely, and the anger in his eyes was burning.

Ever since he learned that Feng Laosan pretended to be a "regular customer" to deceive people, he realized that Feng Wobai would do bad things, but he never expected that Feng Wobai would be such a jerk that he made up a letter of divorce.

Chen Beidou didn't talk to him anymore, his figure disappeared behind the servant, but in just a few breaths, another person came up from the mountain.

"Are you crazy?" Bai Hemian was stunned suddenly, then his eyes widened in disbelief, "You're called a horse bandit?!"

The horse's hoof brought up thick smoke, Bai Hemian covered his mouth and nose and staggered back, only being supported by Qian Shan was he able to stand still.

"Chen Beidou, do you know how close we are to Jinling City?" His hoarse roar was drowned out by the sound of gunfire, "Are you crazy? If horse bandits enter the city, you...cough!"

"Young Master!" Qian Shan tightly gripped Bai Hemian's wrist and dragged him to the horse, "Young Master, hurry up!"

"Let's go?" Bai Hemian was so choked by the smoke that he couldn't open his eyes.

He couldn't see how many guards were left around him, he could only vaguely discern a few familiar faces surrounding him.

He said, "I can't go."

Bai Hemian's palms broke out in cold sweat, he gritted his back molars, and said to Qian Shan, and also to himself: "Since Chen Beidou called the horse bandit, he didn't plan to let me out alive."

"Then what should we do?" Qian Shan obviously realized this, and he raised his hand to wipe the ashes on his face indiscriminately, "Young master, if you leave the green hills, you won't have to worry about firewood, let's kill the hill first..."

"You can't go down the mountain!" Bai Hemian intercepted Qian Shan's words, and scolded, "Didn't you see where the horse bandits came from? If we go down the mountain at this time, we will be in a trap. Besides, if we leave, What about the Feng family's ancestral grave?"

Bai Hemian turned his head, and looked at the stone tablet standing between the sky and the earth amidst the turmoil.

He married Feng Qisong, who belonged to the Feng family.As long as the Feng family has breath, they cannot let the horse bandits trample on the Feng family's ancestral grave.

"There is no way out." Bai Hemian snatched the reins from Qian Shan and let the horse go.

He was surprisingly calm, and even helped Qianshan lift up a guard who fell to the ground: "Since you can't go down the mountain, it's the best choice to stay."

"But we have no backup." Qian Shan told the truth in a deep voice.

Bai Hemian was silent for a while, then smiled briefly: "I have Brother Feng."

But he was like a bright mirror in his heart, and it was impossible for the second brother Feng who had not heard from him to come back at this time.What Chen Beidou arranged was a dead end.

What about hiding in the ancestral grave?

If the horse bandit wanted to come in, he would come in anyway. All he could do was delay the time.

But now Bai Hemian had no other choice, he stumbled into the cemetery with the guards, threw himself in front of Feng Qisong's tombstone under the watchful eyes of countless heroic spirits, then fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

The north wind cut Bai Hemian's face sorely, his hand stove had fallen somewhere.After finally recovering his breath, Bai Hemian couldn't help raising his arms, tracing the name "Feng Qisong" on the tombstone with his pale fingertips.

On the day he brought the empty coffin, it rained. He watched the pit being filled up in embarrassment, thinking that he would never visit this tombstone again, but unexpectedly, one day, this place became his hiding place. .

"Young master," Qian Shan knelt beside Bai Hemian, his hand holding the gun trembled slightly, "Be careful, the ground is cold, don't sit down."

"It's okay." Bai Hemian shook his head, the blood on his lips faded unknowingly.

It wasn't that he wasn't afraid of the cold, it was because he lost the strength to stand up.

The conclusion that Mr. Xun had been refusing to let go seemed to have been verified. Bai Hemian clutched his stomach and slowly changed his position.

His thoughts drifted a little, thinking of Feng Qisong's nervous expression when he saw him jumping around before he left.

Brother Feng knew it.

His heart was hot, and his nose couldn't help but feel sore.

If you knew it earlier, you should behave better, so that if you don't have the chance to meet again in the future, Second Brother Feng will only remember his mischievous appearance.

"Young master, I've offended you." Qian Shan saw that Bai Hemian remained silent for a long time, and his face turned extremely ugly, so he could only pull him up from the ground, "If you sit down again, something will happen."

Following Qian Shan's words, Bai Hemian's lips moved slightly imperceptibly: "Thank you."

"Young master, what should we do next?"

"What should I do?" Bai Hemian smiled bitterly, "Qian Shan, it's actually useless to hide in."

Why doesn't Qianshan know this truth?

"Besides, if I were Chen Beidou..." Bai Hemian covered his mouth and coughed twice, quietly said, "I would have guessed that we had no choice but to hide in the cemetery."

"what?"

"Qianshan, we've been tricked." Bai Hemian sighed.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a chaotic sound of horseshoes from all around, and Chen Beidou led his men to surround them.

"Young master!" Qian Shan pulled Bai Hemian behind him.

"There is no way." He brushed the servants away indifferently, as if he had expected it, "Even if we don't hide here, the horse bandits will wait for us on the mountain road."

Either way, death is a one-time death, and Bai Hemian is more willing to disgust Chen Beidou before death.

"Young Master Bai is so courageous." Chen Beidou rode on the horse, bent down, and gently stroked Bai Hemian's cheek with a whip, "You don't have to worry about what I will do to you, on the contrary, Third Master Feng has already put you Promised it to me. Anyone who stands here today may die, but you... I don't want you to die."

"Master Feng promised me to you?" Bai Hemian sneered while avoiding the snake-like whip, "What kind of thing is he?"

"He's really nothing." Chen Beidou took it for granted, his long and narrow eyes flashed with bone-piercing malice, "A guy who killed his elder brother and continues to harm his second brother is not human at all. "

The wind in the mountains is wrapped in broken snowflakes, crying ghosts and howling wolves.

All the blood in Bai Hemian's body froze because of these words.

"What did you say?" He asked in a trembling voice, "You said Mr. Feng... who is he going to kill?"