It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

After hypnotizing Lin Qingyu, Lu Yan returned to the old house as usual.

He teased the babies and picked up the second child on a whim, who immediately pissed and wet his shirt.

Lu Yan lost interest in an instant, and threw the child to the babysitter.

As soon as he turned around, he saw third uncle returning to the old house.

Lu Yan blocked the third uncle's way: "Let's have a funeral. Let the dead rest in peace."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Xun punched him directly.

With a bang, it hit Lu Yan's heart.

He was so full of anger that he had nowhere to vent his anger. Now that he caught someone, he wished he could die.

Lu Xun used both fists and kicks, punching to the bone, and kicking Lu Yan doubted his life.

"What mourning, Ah Yu is not dead!"

"Ayu must still be alive!"

"No one is allowed to mourn!"

Lu Xun's eyes were red from the beating, and Lu Yan bit his hand angrily until he was forced to let go.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled sarcastically.

"Lu Xun, what kind of wolf with a big tail are you pretending to be!

Ah Yu was the one who killed you!

It's you!You want your feats, you want your title as a great hero.

You got it, why are you mad at me! "

Lu Yan took off his deformed glasses and spit blood: "Third Uncle, I curse you, I curse you to live a long life, every minute and every second is lived in torment, regret and pain .

When the children grow up, I will tell them that your meritorious service and your title of Jiangcheng Third Master were earned by sacrificing their mother hahahaha..."

Lu Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and returned to the room with a sneer.

When he left, Lu Xun's face darkened instantly, and he turned to give instructions to Zhou Nan beside him.

"Find someone to keep an eye on Lu Yan secretly. If Lu Yan really cooperates with Black Eagle Hall, if Ayu really doesn't die, then the most likely thing is that he will be taken away by Lu Yan. The whole city will block entry and exit, and secretly follow Lu Yan."

Zhou Nan thought it was unlikely, but he still responded, "Okay."

In the following days, Lu Yan didn't leave, he needed to eat, drink, and recover from his injuries.

It was not until two months later that I said goodbye to my father, saying that I would continue to go to archaeology.

Lu Xun's people followed him all the way and found that he was indeed going for archaeology, nothing unusual.

It wasn't until Lu Xun got rid of those who were following him that Lu Yan sneaked back to Qujiang City, and took the unconscious Lin Qingyu away by transporting cultural relics.

And during the third month of Lu Xun's persistence, one day he was on the road. Suddenly, he was out of breath, vomited blood, and passed out on the road.

That day was when his mental and physical strength was strained to the extreme.

At that moment, it was also the moment when he was willing to accept the fact that Lin Qingyu was not there.

Coincidentally, on this day, Liu Ye also returned to Jiangcheng after finishing his business in Kyoto.

He returned to the villa and looked around for Jiang Li.

"Pear———"

He called for a long time, but no one answered him.

All the servants in the villa lowered their heads and said nothing, and the atmosphere was a bit depressed.

Wearing white clothes, Xiao Wu bit his lip, walked out with the urn in his arms, placed it gently on the table, and then knelt down.

"Master Six, hit me."

Yuan Shen suddenly felt chills all over his body and limbs.

He had a vague premonition in his heart, but he managed to squeeze out a smile and asked, "Why should I hit you?"

"Eri... Mrs.... is gone."

"Gone? A good person, how could he be gone?" Yuan Shen still had a slight smile on his lips.

Xiao Wu swallowed, slapped himself a few times, and didn't dare to look up.

"My wife's illness progressed rapidly, and she disappeared five months ago. But I didn't tell you at the time because I was afraid that you would be worried and that it would affect your work in Kyoto..."

Yuan Shen sat firmly on the sofa, and only said calmly: "I don't believe it."

Finally, Xiao Wu took out the medical records, death report, and cremation list.

It was just a few sheets of paper, Yuan Shen held it in his hand, but read it for hours.

He maintained a posture, and his expression did not change.

The entire living room was terribly quiet, and no one dared to make a sound.

After sitting until midnight, the man slowly got up, picked up the urn on the table, and said hoarsely.

"It's all gone, it's nothing, it's just that a person who betrayed me died, it doesn't matter..."

After speaking, Yuan Shen returned to his room with the urn in his arms.