Chapter 1087
After commanding the two maids, Feng Yan takes out a spare key from his arms and quietly opens the door of Feng Xun's bedroom.
But he didn't rush to take out his gun. Instead, he held his breath and came to Feng Xun's bedroom carefully. By the dim moonlight outside the window, he vaguely saw the big bed inside, and the quilt covered them.
If he doesn't get rid of Feng Xun, he can't inherit so much property. As for Feng Xun's little wife, she is quite beautiful. It's a pity to accompany him to die!
If it's for fun, Feng Xun will be angry... Feng Yan thinks of this, and a smile of evil sycophant's success flashed in his eyes. In order to avoid shooting at the seventh day of the summer, he opens the quilt on the bed.
In the dim moonlight, he thought that he would see them sleeping side by side. After all, the gardener had told him that they had enough plants to paralyze their nerves in the room, but now the bed was empty, with only two pillows lying quietly on it
Well, where did Feng Xun and Xia Chu Qi go?
Feng Yan is puzzled in his heart. He hears something coming from the balcony of Feng Xun's bedroom. He frowns slightly and subconsciously looks towards the terrace. A gust of wind blows the white screen on the floor. It looks like a shadow at night.
"Who's hiding where?" Feng Yan drinks hard, can't hear any response, only see that the white landing window screen constantly blowing, simply pull out the gun from his arms, walk toward the terrace carefully.
He opened the window screen and found that there was no one hiding on the terrace. It turned out that it was just a false alarm. He was relieved.
But just now he just focused on the bed. He didn't know whether the balcony door was open or closed when he just entered Fengxun's living room!
Feng Yan stands on the terrace and looks down. If Feng Xun and Xia Chunqi jump from the terrace, it's not surprising. After all, the terrace is not a stone step, but the direction facing the garden. The ground is full of soil, so they won't fall!
Is it because Feng Xun suspected that he would start at night, so he made preparations ahead of time, or just when he opened the door, he quietly jumped down from the terrace with the seventh day of summer?
The more Feng Yan thinks about it, the more he feels that it is possible, but he is not reconciled to the fact that the only possible mobile phone will be lost. He stands on the terrace, lowers his head and walks towards the garden, thinking that if Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer just jump down, I'm afraid he should not go far at this time.
If he goes out directly from the gate, he will not only disturb others, but also miss the chance to catch Feng Xun. It seems that he needs to take a chance tonight!
Feng Yan made up his mind, gritted his teeth, picked up the sheet from the bed, quickly tied it to the balcony railings, and then grabbed the sheet with one hand, quickly climbed down from the terrace and smoothly landed on the ground.
He patted the soil on his body and looked down at the moist soil. As expected, he saw clear footprints of two people, one big and one small. It seems that he guessed right. Feng Xun and the seventh day of summer really jumped down from the terrace and then quietly hid in the garden.
Feng Yan hums coldly and goes along the direction of the footprints. Unconsciously, he goes to the depth of the garden. He finds that the footprints stop abruptly in the depth of the garden and frowns suspiciously.
The footprints stop here, so they must be not far away. Feng Yan looks around in the moonlight at night and finds a small door just a few steps away from him. The road leading to the small door also turns from the soil into a stone road. Maybe this is the way to lose their footprints!
Feng Yan cold hum a, he pour want to see these two people in the end can hide to where go!
He walked along the stone road through the small door. Suddenly, a gust of wind came. It was cool at night. He shivered and looked up to see a white figure passing by.
Feng Yan's eyes flashed a light quickly, almost locked the white figure, lowered his voice, and almost quietly approached the figure. He wanted to see who the figure was, but the white figure suddenly disappeared.
Feng Yan rubbed his eyes. He thought he was hallucinating. He looked in that direction again, but he saw that the white figure appeared in another direction. The speed of the movement was so fast that he could hardly believe it!
He cursed and didn't bother to distinguish who the figure was. He took out his gun and pulled the trigger to shoot in the direction of the white figure. He thought he would see the white figure fall to the ground, but he saw that the white figure didn't move, as if it had not been ejected at all. He continued to stay in the front not far away unharmed!
Feng Yan thought that he was a blunder in shooting, so he fired several shots at the figure, but still did not cause any damage to the white figure. On the contrary, he found that the white figure seemed to be more than a few, surrounded by himself in all directions.
"Ha ha ha --" strange laughter also came into the ear at this time, accompanied by the crow "Ga Ga Ga" call, it sounds particularly infiltrating in this late night.
Feng Yan didn't know whether he was hallucinating or someone was playing a trick on him. As he retreated, he shot at the white figure that surrounded him. Until the last shot was finished, he suddenly felt that he was stumbling by a stone at his feet. Looking back, he happened to look at the cold and serious eyes in the photo of his dead grandfather.
He was so frightened that he realized that he had come to the family cemetery unconsciously, and the tombstone he hit was his grandfather's
The old face that always looked at him seriously suddenly appeared in front of him, as if he was still scolding him in a very severe tone: "Feng Yan, if it wasn't for the sake of your father's early death, I would have sent you to the madhouse!"
The white figure is still close. Feng Yan's face is pale with fright. He almost stumbles away. As a result, he runs so fast that he doesn't even see his feet clearly, so he falls into a pit. With a click, he screams with a painful foot.
The scream from the cemetery startled the old housekeeper who had been sleeping. The old housekeeper was so frightened that he turned on the light and sent someone to check the situation. A maid carefully replied, "housekeeper, it seems that the scream came from the cemetery!"
"What?" The old housekeeper was also frightened by this saying. For a moment, he was a little at a loss. At this time, Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer also heard the news and told the old housekeeper in a deep voice: "what are you afraid of? Let's go and see who's playing tricks in the middle of the night
Feng Shao said something, but the old housekeeper didn't dare to say anything more. He took a flashlight, took a group of people with him, followed Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer, and walked in the direction of the family cemetery.
But he didn't rush to take out his gun. Instead, he held his breath and came to Feng Xun's bedroom carefully. By the dim moonlight outside the window, he vaguely saw the big bed inside, and the quilt covered them.
If he doesn't get rid of Feng Xun, he can't inherit so much property. As for Feng Xun's little wife, she is quite beautiful. It's a pity to accompany him to die!
If it's for fun, Feng Xun will be angry... Feng Yan thinks of this, and a smile of evil sycophant's success flashed in his eyes. In order to avoid shooting at the seventh day of the summer, he opens the quilt on the bed.
In the dim moonlight, he thought that he would see them sleeping side by side. After all, the gardener had told him that they had enough plants to paralyze their nerves in the room, but now the bed was empty, with only two pillows lying quietly on it
Well, where did Feng Xun and Xia Chu Qi go?
Feng Yan is puzzled in his heart. He hears something coming from the balcony of Feng Xun's bedroom. He frowns slightly and subconsciously looks towards the terrace. A gust of wind blows the white screen on the floor. It looks like a shadow at night.
"Who's hiding where?" Feng Yan drinks hard, can't hear any response, only see that the white landing window screen constantly blowing, simply pull out the gun from his arms, walk toward the terrace carefully.
He opened the window screen and found that there was no one hiding on the terrace. It turned out that it was just a false alarm. He was relieved.
But just now he just focused on the bed. He didn't know whether the balcony door was open or closed when he just entered Fengxun's living room!
Feng Yan stands on the terrace and looks down. If Feng Xun and Xia Chunqi jump from the terrace, it's not surprising. After all, the terrace is not a stone step, but the direction facing the garden. The ground is full of soil, so they won't fall!
Is it because Feng Xun suspected that he would start at night, so he made preparations ahead of time, or just when he opened the door, he quietly jumped down from the terrace with the seventh day of summer?
The more Feng Yan thinks about it, the more he feels that it is possible, but he is not reconciled to the fact that the only possible mobile phone will be lost. He stands on the terrace, lowers his head and walks towards the garden, thinking that if Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer just jump down, I'm afraid he should not go far at this time.
If he goes out directly from the gate, he will not only disturb others, but also miss the chance to catch Feng Xun. It seems that he needs to take a chance tonight!
Feng Yan made up his mind, gritted his teeth, picked up the sheet from the bed, quickly tied it to the balcony railings, and then grabbed the sheet with one hand, quickly climbed down from the terrace and smoothly landed on the ground.
He patted the soil on his body and looked down at the moist soil. As expected, he saw clear footprints of two people, one big and one small. It seems that he guessed right. Feng Xun and the seventh day of summer really jumped down from the terrace and then quietly hid in the garden.
Feng Yan hums coldly and goes along the direction of the footprints. Unconsciously, he goes to the depth of the garden. He finds that the footprints stop abruptly in the depth of the garden and frowns suspiciously.
The footprints stop here, so they must be not far away. Feng Yan looks around in the moonlight at night and finds a small door just a few steps away from him. The road leading to the small door also turns from the soil into a stone road. Maybe this is the way to lose their footprints!
Feng Yan cold hum a, he pour want to see these two people in the end can hide to where go!
He walked along the stone road through the small door. Suddenly, a gust of wind came. It was cool at night. He shivered and looked up to see a white figure passing by.
Feng Yan's eyes flashed a light quickly, almost locked the white figure, lowered his voice, and almost quietly approached the figure. He wanted to see who the figure was, but the white figure suddenly disappeared.
Feng Yan rubbed his eyes. He thought he was hallucinating. He looked in that direction again, but he saw that the white figure appeared in another direction. The speed of the movement was so fast that he could hardly believe it!
He cursed and didn't bother to distinguish who the figure was. He took out his gun and pulled the trigger to shoot in the direction of the white figure. He thought he would see the white figure fall to the ground, but he saw that the white figure didn't move, as if it had not been ejected at all. He continued to stay in the front not far away unharmed!
Feng Yan thought that he was a blunder in shooting, so he fired several shots at the figure, but still did not cause any damage to the white figure. On the contrary, he found that the white figure seemed to be more than a few, surrounded by himself in all directions.
"Ha ha ha --" strange laughter also came into the ear at this time, accompanied by the crow "Ga Ga Ga" call, it sounds particularly infiltrating in this late night.
Feng Yan didn't know whether he was hallucinating or someone was playing a trick on him. As he retreated, he shot at the white figure that surrounded him. Until the last shot was finished, he suddenly felt that he was stumbling by a stone at his feet. Looking back, he happened to look at the cold and serious eyes in the photo of his dead grandfather.
He was so frightened that he realized that he had come to the family cemetery unconsciously, and the tombstone he hit was his grandfather's
The old face that always looked at him seriously suddenly appeared in front of him, as if he was still scolding him in a very severe tone: "Feng Yan, if it wasn't for the sake of your father's early death, I would have sent you to the madhouse!"
The white figure is still close. Feng Yan's face is pale with fright. He almost stumbles away. As a result, he runs so fast that he doesn't even see his feet clearly, so he falls into a pit. With a click, he screams with a painful foot.
The scream from the cemetery startled the old housekeeper who had been sleeping. The old housekeeper was so frightened that he turned on the light and sent someone to check the situation. A maid carefully replied, "housekeeper, it seems that the scream came from the cemetery!"
"What?" The old housekeeper was also frightened by this saying. For a moment, he was a little at a loss. At this time, Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer also heard the news and told the old housekeeper in a deep voice: "what are you afraid of? Let's go and see who's playing tricks in the middle of the night
Feng Shao said something, but the old housekeeper didn't dare to say anything more. He took a flashlight, took a group of people with him, followed Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer, and walked in the direction of the family cemetery.
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