Leader Lan Palace

Chapter 1257 Three volumes 370 (7 more)
Wanxi ran down the hill, followed by the sound of someone's footsteps behind her.Wanxi turned her head to look, no surprise it was Yuye.

Yu Ye explained while running: "The slave is protecting the master!"

Wanxi could only suppress her sigh, stretched out her hand to grab Yuye's hand, and the two of them ran together, telling them as they ran, "Don't panic, be careful with your feet. Before anyone else sees you, you fall into the grave by yourself first." Go to the pit!"

The frightening strategy worked so well that Yu Ye immediately had to distract herself and look at her feet.It was as if in that tomb, a pair of ghost claws might reach out to grab her ankles at any moment.

With one deep foot and one shallow foot, he finally ran close to the direction of Mao Tuan'er's voice.Mao Tuan'er had also come out of the woods, holding Doujiao'er with one hand and a man with the other.

Wanxi stopped and took a deep breath.

Mao Tuan'er raised his eyes first, staring blankly at Yu Ye who was rushing towards him like the wind.The moment their eyes met, both of them seemed to have a thousand words to say.

Wanxi hurriedly coughed loudly.

Only then did Mao Tuaner come back to his senses, and dejectedly slid his gaze from the jade leaf, only looking at Wanxi, stepped forward and knelt down: "Go back to the master, catch a pretender."

As he said, he also threw the person in his hand to the ground.

The man was forced to kneel down, but he raised his face defiantly, with an unyielding expression on his face.

Wanxi was a little surprised, seeing the man in front of him, he was very young, with a handsome face, and his brows and eyes were full of literati backbone.Let's look at the attire, it's not a prairie person, but a Jiangnan Han person.

The man looked up and stared at Wanxi: "I don't know what the girl is called... Xiaosheng doesn't know where he offended the girl and the girl's servant. Your servant is so rude, let alone pretending to be a ghost?"

Wanxi heard that there was a story here, so she stepped forward to catch Doujiaer's leash, and stretched out her hand to grab Doujiaer's back of the neck, telling it to be quiet.

The puppy is back, and he turned his head to look into the forest, feeling inexplicably excited.It was only after Wanxi grabbed her like this that she had no choice but to stop.

Wanxi took advantage of the situation and patted Mao Tuan'er's shoulder lightly, signaling him not to slip up.

At any rate, looking at it this way, Mao Tuan'er was unharmed.

Only then did Wanxi let go and said to the man: "Scholar, don't be in a hurry. Let me ask my servant first. If my servant really offends you, I will ask him to apologize to you."

The man narrowed his eyes and stared at Wanxi, and couldn't help asking: "The girl looks Mongolian in her attire, but she's not from the grasslands because of her face and her voice?"

Only then did Yu Ye come back to her senses, let out a "bah", hurriedly stepped forward and stood between the man and Wanxi, blocking the man's sight, "My master is also the one who can see and speak directly like a dog like you? If you have something to say, you can only pass it on to me or the servant beside you, and if my master has something to say, you can only tell it to me, and I will pass it on to you later!"

Fortunately, the man was also a scholar of the Han family, so he knew whether a man and a woman would be close or not, so he hurriedly said "abrupt", lowered his head deeply, and never raised his eyes again.

Wanxi casts a reproachful glance at Yuye.There is no need to make such a fuss about the matter at hand.

Wanxi called Mao Tuan'er aside and asked carefully.

Mao Tuan'er replied in a low voice: "Back to master, this man pressed a piece of Mingqian in front of every grave and kowtowed! Master doesn't need to go to the front to take a closer look, as every grave ahead is covered by him. With such a toss, the yin will become even worse!"

Wanxi also raised her eyebrows: "Judging from his accent, he should be a Han from the south of the Yangtze River, but why come here to worship in the tomb? It is impossible for his ancestors to be buried here, let alone hundreds or thousands."

(End of this chapter)