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Jiang Chi returned to Yun Zhao with teary eyes.

There was no more tea, and I was messed up.

The only good thing is that he was not stabbed to death by a Taoist priest who was eager to eliminate demons.

Yun Zhao was bored watching the group of monks murmuring words to save the souls of the undead, when he saw Jiang Chi limping back step by step with his pinched red cheeks, and a broken leaf still stuck to the corner of his plain white skirt.

A little mute who can't speak.

He is as thin as a weak willow, and has no way to resist being bullied to death, so he can only beg the other party to let him go with bright eyes.

Men are not good things. The more you look at people like this, the more you will degenerate them into beasts.

At that time, I really can't run away if I want to run.

Jiang Chi's skin was originally fair, and it was hard to hide his beauty in plain clothes. With an unknowingly delicate expression on his face, his icy white cheeks were covered with bright red fingerprints that were obviously left by someone's hard kneading.

Like a crowd of smoky world, a beautiful flower is born.

The Adam's apple on Yun Zhao's neck rolled up and down, and his eyes staring at Jiang Chi gradually deepened.

"Who moved you?" The man's tone was cold.

Yun Zhao clearly remembered that he had never bullied "her" like this before he left. Looking at the particularly glaring crimson fingerprints, the person who tortured "her" obviously had no intention of pity, but simply satisfied his sadistic debt.

Jiang Chi's eyes were round, his eyelashes flew up, and he shook his head dully.

And cover for those who bully him.

Yun Zhao didn't know where his anger came from. He was obviously just a housekeeper who was sent over. In the past, he had kicked out countless people like this. Why should he be angry for such a guy.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Jiang Chi's thin and thin wrist.

The boy let out a short scream, and before he could resist, Yun Zhao pulled him into the cubicle behind the screen like a kitten.

Jiang Chi looked at the man in a daze, as if he still couldn't understand why the man was angry, and shook Yun Zhao's sleeve with his free hand tremblingly.

Yun Zhao's eyes darkened again, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't act like a baby."

"Who on earth bullied you?"

You can't tell him that your vixen identity was discovered by a Taoist priest in green. In order not to reveal your identity, you can only let this stinky Taoist bully you.

Jiang Chi poked his neck and shook his head again.

On the contrary, it was Yun Zhao who saw something different from the pitiful eyes.

That's right, Jiang Chi has only been here for a long time, and he is probably familiar with himself in the entire Yun family. This stupid look means that he doesn't even know the person who bullies him.

Moreover, Jiang Chi may not even know that it is wrong to be pinched.

I don't know who raised such a naive temperament.

Yun Zhao squeezed his forehead with a headache, approached Jiang Chi, and his extraordinarily tall figure completely wrapped the trembling Jiang Chi into his arms.

Jiang Chi's shoulders slammed against the screen, and the engraved pictures of flowers and birds were so tender that his flesh ached on his back.

Jiang Chi's eyes were filled with bits and pieces of broken light.

"Except for me, no one can do this to you, not even touch you, understand?"

Yun Zhao lowered his eyes, his thin lips were slightly parted, and there was a bit of possessiveness in his tone that made one's scalp tingle.

"I am your master."

"I will listen to everything, you understand?"

I know, I know.

This man is really scary.

Jiang Chi blinked kindly, showing that he understood... No wonder, the little fox wagged his tail depressingly in the sea of ​​consciousness, wondering what's wrong with this man, why he still likes to go crazy suddenly.

The system hesitated whether to tell its idiot host that he still had fingerprints on his face.

A little bit of trace has been left for so long, like a roll of plain white painting silk, anyone can smear on it wantonly, and create the appearance he wants bit by bit.

It's really dangerous, Lord Host.

The carved screen shook, and through the hazy and misty blue smoke, the second master of the Yun family, who was secretly called the "smiling fox" by everyone, raised his eyes with a smile.

It seems that this beautiful little girl really has some tricks.

His third brother looks very serious.

The funeral of the richest man in Rongcheng was naturally full of people coming and going, and it was very lively.Except for a few people who pretended to be crying, this funeral was more like a top-level social occasion where wealthy businessmen and politicians gathered.

It's just a feast of wine and wine.

Poor Yun Siqi exhausted all his efforts for the Yun family, but in the end there was not even anyone who sincerely mourned for him.

People coming and going made false condolences to Yun Silu and Yun Zhao brothers. Jiang Chi stood behind Yun Zhao and waited on him, but he thought these people were strange.

When the two remaining brothers of the Yun family were bowing to each other, everyone's eyes paused on Jiang Chi's face as if nothing had happened. Feeling hairy, he carefully hid a little behind Yun Zhao.

The gentle body unconsciously moved closer to the man's solid body.

Yun Zhao's eyes didn't change, but the corners of his lips curled up slightly uncontrollably. It's fine like this, he has been relying on him, only he can protect "her".

The ritual has been done for the last day, and the next step is to raise the coffin.

The high-hanging spirit banners waved in the dark sky, the choking smell of burnt paper money floated in the air, and the soot choked everyone unconsciously coughing in a low voice.

Yun Siqi died early, so naturally there are no filial sons and virtuous grandchildren.

Only the two younger brothers and a group of relatives mourned on their behalf.

As Yun Siqi's "valued" younger brother, Yun Zhao also had to participate symbolically in lifting the coffin.

only……

Yun Zhao's hand holding the coffin paused slightly, his expression changed drastically.

The people who carried the coffin behind also raised their faces one after another, and saw expressions of surprise and terror on each other's faces.

Yun Siqi's coffin is made of high-quality golden nanmu, even an empty coffin is quite heavy, and it is not easy to move it.

However, the weight on the shoulders is so light that it is not as good as the cheapest thin wooden coffin.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that everyone's expressions were wrong, Yun Silu's expression was slightly pale.

"Master, the weight of this coffin is wrong." Someone boldly said to Yun Si.

"It's too light. This golden nanmu coffin is far from what it should be."

"It seems like it's just cardboard. Nothing happened inside, right? Was it eaten by insects?"

"How is it possible? Don't talk nonsense. When the coffin was delivered, it was inspected inside and out, and there was not a single egg."

Yun Siqi is a standard literati image, with a thin and strong hand stretched out, he lifted it up on Yun Siqi's coffin, and he was able to lift it up a little bit with his own strength.

"This, this is not right." The face of the steward who witnessed this strange thing also changed.

"It seems that there is no one lying in it at all." Someone muttered in a low voice.

No one lay down.

Yun Zhao's hearing ability is so good, his mind was full of thoughts, he made a decisive decision: "Open the coffin."

Open the coffin?

"This is unavoidable, disturbing the uncle's body may hinder the future fortune of the Yun family."

Yun Zhao sneered: "Even the coffin has turned into pieces of paper. If you want to disturb it, you will be shocked. Maybe there are some changes inside that people haven't noticed."

"It will be too late if something happens."

Yun Silu, who had always been at odds with Yun Zhao, also restrained his smile at this moment, and glanced at the coffin lightly: "Open the coffin."

The two heads of the Yun family have already spoken, and it is hard to speak up no matter how dissatisfied they are.

He could only ask the servant to come over and pry open the coffin nails and open the coffin.

The moment the coffin lid was removed, the expressions of all the people present changed.

Yun Siqi's body was gone.