Villain Boss Raiders [Transmigration Book]

The Ye Mansion has organized more funerals than the families in the street down the mountain.

Butler Lin cried and cried, commanding the servants, it is easy to be familiar with them, although the bunch of servants who have only appeared since Mrs. Ye's death are really weird.

Ye Fei woke up early in the morning, in order to prevent the housekeeper Lin from continuing to cry to him, he hurried back to his room, changed into plain mourning clothes, tied a sackcloth headband behind his jade-like hair, his face was still white of.

Meng Cang had always been wearing a white Taoist robe, so he didn't need to change it now, so he just followed the funeral procession and went to the back mountain.

Jinque Mountain was originally a place where high-ranking officials and rich families lived together in Haijiao City. Since the evil incident happened, several families have been wiped out.

All the way the suona was blowing stop and go, startling the number of crows flying from the branches.

With the current situation of the Ye Mansion, they are not in the mood to treat guests to a banquet.

Ye Fei, as the only remaining blood of the Ye family, walked among the crowd, holding a portrait of Mrs. Ye in his arms.

Lin Butler started rambling on about Ye Mansion's past years, involving Fang Yesheng, and even Meng Cang slowed down to listen to him say a few words.

"My wife, I met the master very early... The Fang family is the master's family. He is a concubine and is not favored, but he has a certain celestial relationship, so he went to practice immortality with a Taoist priest... My old man saved him in the early years. A certain Taoist priest also got some life-prolonging elixir. He passed away too early and was useless, so he left it all to his wife... When the wife and the master gave birth to the young master, they were both old... The old slave was six years old. After decades of serving the Ye family, Madam has never grown old, I never thought that such a way would drive him west..."

His sympathetic eyes fell on Ye Fai who was dressed in filial piety.

Today, there is no further mention of the need to deal with Zhong Farewell as soon as possible.

It seemed that the one who was about to be buried was not Mrs. Ye in the coffin behind, but a group of them.

The back mountain is not far away, and it is not close at all.

The funeral procession walked for a long time before they saw a cluster of miscellaneous trees symbolizing the cemetery.

"It's just ahead."

Butler Lin said.

The number of times he has come to this family cemetery in this year has been countless.

The old man threw away his crutches, shed another cloudy old tear, and climbed step by step to a tombstone with no words in the group of tombs: "Madam... I am sorry for you, old servant."

He walked extremely slowly, but got up quickly.

The posture is weird, the waist and legs are used together, not like a human, more like some kind of reptile.

There is no one around, the trees are tall, and it is the best place to kill people.

Ye Fei subconsciously looked at Meng Cang:

The sun shines through the layers of leaves and falls on the opponent's perfect chin like a knife.

That face that made him amazed and suffocated whenever he peeked at it showed no expression of surprise or fear at this moment.

He held out a hand.

Ye Fei was taken aback for a moment, and when he realized it, he had already grasped the hand that was reaching out to him.

Meng Cang approached him without looking sideways, but whispered to him, "No matter what happens in a while, don't let go of my hand."

Otherwise, he didn't know if he would be ruthless and do something...

Ye Fei nodded, and tightly held the big hand that transmitted body temperature.

The vision suddenly appeared, and as Steward Lin crawled, the black-clothed servants behind him no longer pretended to be disguised, plunged into the ground, and disappeared.

The open space where Ye Fai and Meng Cang were standing suddenly opened a big gap, and the ground and the surface became active, forming a big gap in an instant.

The big gap creates a strong attraction from the bottom up, vowing to suck the person standing on it into the ground.

"pay close attention."

Ye Fei's body kept falling, and when he heard these two words, it sounded close to his ears, and saw Meng Cang, who was standing firmly in midair, resolutely jumped into the ground, grabbed his slender waist, and hugged him In his arms, and during the high-speed fall, he turned over and turned his back down.

The opponent jumped down too fast, like a white meteor, heading straight towards him.

Ye Fei unknowingly let go of Meng Cang's hand, wrapped his arms around his neck, lowered his body, and fell to an unknown place with him.

With his own divine power, he naturally knew what he was going to face next, but now all he could see was Meng Cang's eyes looking at him in the dark underground abyss.

He knew he wasn't ordinary either.

"do not be afraid."

After Meng Cang said this sentence, a sword flew out of his sleeve and pierced into the nearby earth wall. Then, with Ye Po in his arms, he temporarily stood on the sword.

The suction force from the depths of the abyss continued, and the two of them were not standing firmly on the sword.

"It's cold?"

"Do not."

Ye Fei shook his head, he was afraid that Meng Cang would take off his clothes directly to him.

Meng Cang grabbed the young man's arms, and in the dark night, he looked into the other's eyes: "You are trembling."

Ye Fei tried his best to squeeze out an optimistic smile: "I'm a little afraid of falling to the bottom."

After he was afraid to the bottom, he heard another truth.

A truth he should have thought of earlier.

He is always self-righteous, thinking that everyone else is a fool.

Whether it was to Li Jun... or to Meng Cang now.

None of them broke him.

There was only so much suction that the sword could resist.

The two became unstable and began to fall again.

Meng Cang retracted his sword from a long distance away, still keeping his back down.

He put his head close to the boy's hair: "Take out the lotus lamp... it works."

Ye Fei immediately raised his head lying on his chest: "???"

While talking, the two finally fell to the ground. Meng Cang threw out his sword and stabbed it on the ground. Before he fell into a mess, he stepped on the hilt of the sword, relying on the elasticity, flew back for a while, landed firmly with both feet, and let go of his arms at the same time. boy in the house.

Ye Fei was still in extreme shock.

Well, although he was ready to hear the truth, he didn't expect it to be the deluxe version of the truth.

He was silent.

The ground was still dark.

A small lotus lantern cleverly got out of its owner's shackles, flew high into the sky, and illuminated the area.

Ye Fei looked at the flying lotus lantern, his old face blushed, he didn't dare to pretend to be a young man anymore, and took a few steps to the side:

"How did you find out?"

It is not difficult to know that he is not the real son of Ye Fu, Ye Fai, but it is worth pondering if he can guess that the weak and sick young master on Jinque Mountain is the same person as the vulgar and thick-skinned shopkeeper Wang at the foot of the mountain.

"It's unlikely that there will be two people who are destined to appear at once."

Meng Cang looked at the lotus lantern he once transformed into a gift to the old shopkeeper, and said solemnly.

"Based on this alone, can it be concluded that I and that one are the same person?"

Ye Fei lowered his head and asked, his eyeballs rolled quickly, thinking how to round them.

"It was just a guess at first." Meng Cang turned his hands away, and did not stop him from acting like an ostrich: "Later, I saw a written document in Fengyue Tower, and I confirmed it."

"receipt?"

Ye Fei took the piece of paper in his arms and took a look. It was an IOU written by himself... well, it was written in modern simplified characters, and the handwriting was absolutely unique...

And this man just now saw the word "Li Jun" written in the same handwriting by Ye Fu... so.

Since it was after returning from Fengyue Tower...that was yesterday...

Ye Fei was shocked when he thought of what happened yesterday and the whole night.

No wonder Meng Cang suddenly didn’t want him to be called Master Uncle. No one would want such an apprentice with unknown background and a deceit. Call him Junior Brother so that he can get rid of him later... He knocked on the door with the quilt in his arms. …Last night, Meng Cang didn’t throw him out with the quilt, it’s really nice of him…

Thinking about it, Ye Fei broke out in a cold sweat.

The task has not been completed yet, half of the vest has been lost, how can I mess around after this?

But thinking about it in a blink of an eye, that's not right, if Meng Cang had seen his real body early, why was he still hugging him so nervously?

Just fell to the ground and fell half to death, so what?

Meng Cang noticed that the boy's eyes rolled around, and then returned to his side.

The author has something to say:

A Little Fairy

Zhou Yan: Author, please explain to me why I didn't see at a glance that shopkeeper Mei is my wife? ?

Meng Cang: Because I am my real son

Zhou Yan: No, is this scientific?I was reincarnated one day and couldn't see the illusion of my daughter-in-law in the golden elixir period. How can he see the god-honored daughter-in-law once he returns to Dzogchen?

Meng Cang: Because I am my real son

Zhou Yan: Don't panic, senior. I am familiar with the original work of my own book, and I was stunned to watch my daughter-in-law die in front of me. This author just likes to write about our daughter-in-law to death.

Meng Cang: Oh, Ye Fen, what do you want to eat tonight?

Zhou Yan/Zhou Yan/Nie Chaoge/Luo Qun/Ren Huan: Day, kick this guy out!

Zhou Yan removed Meng Cang from the group chat "A Little Fairy Boy"

Song Chi quit the group chat "A Little Fairy Boy"

Zhou Yan:? ?Even if you are late, you will leave

Zhou Yan: Senior, his wife didn't die, he died (and died very badly)

Zhou Yan: Hahaha, now that I think about it, what about Meng Cang, he is not a leading hero at all

Zhou Yan: That's right, senior, we don't care as much about the text as he does

Zhou Yan: No, I’m still annoyed. Why did he win the beauty in the end? There are no rules and regulations

Zhou Yan: Senior, the author seems to have spoiled it. No matter how powerful he is in the end, he is also a tofu seller diagonally opposite you and your sister-in-law

Zhou Yan: ...