Master, I especially hold grudges!

With his back to Shi Fangyu, Duan Ting poured the tea on the table back and forth into the empty teacup, but he didn't look back at the person who was about to be so angry that his seven orifices would smoke.

Shi Fangyu felt that his lungs were going to explode. Obviously, the coldness of Lingxu made people feel chills, but he was so angry that his whole body became hot, and his face flushed.

I thought I could get some news from Duan Ting, but I didn't expect Shi Fangyu to ask without hesitation, but Duan Ting pretended to be deaf and dumb and didn't answer, even turned his back and ignored him, which made Shi Fangyu Where is this uncle's face facing?

Today is different from the past, it seems that he is not good at all.

Shi Fangyu kicked the wooden chair, and the chair turned around and fell apart suddenly.

"You didn't open your mouth after you were beaten to death?" Shi Fangyu pointed at Duan Ting, but he didn't want to use force, he always felt that he would lose.

To ask a question from a junior, he had to coerce and seduce him, and he couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.

Duan Ting put down his teacup, bit his lip and looked to the side, with his back to Shi Fangyu, his face was also very tangled... It's not like he couldn't say anything.

but……

He touched his stomach, and always felt that the pain there often went deep into the bone marrow.

Duan Heng didn't let him say... oh no, it was actually his own guess. Based on his knowledge of the Patriarch, Duan Heng didn't want Shi Fangyu to hear about him from anyone other than him, including Duan Ting.

"Oh? I said what are you always doing rubbing your stomach?" Shi Fangyu frowned, walked around him, and had a panoramic view of his expression.

Duan Ting took a step back while clutching his stomach, spilling tea all over his body.

Sprinkle Shi Fangyu all over.

"Master uncle wants to ask, let's ask the Patriarch..." Don't open your eyes and deliberately don't look at Shi Fangyu who is trying to endure and roll his eyes, Duan Ting bows and plans to escape first.

"Wait!" Shi Fangyu shook the water off his robe, pointed his finger at Duan Ting's back, and Duan Ting's raised leg immediately froze there, unable to move any more.

"Are you hiding something?" Shi Fangyu walked up to Duan Ting, touched his chin and pressed Duan Ting's hand covering his stomach.

Duan Ting, who was under the spell of fixing the body, was helpless. He watched the hand fall, and then roared: "Master, uncle!"

Shi Fangyu was taken aback by Duan Ting's reaction, but he became more and more curious in his heart. He withdrew his hand from curiosity, and Shi Fangyu touched his chin: "Then tell me, uncle, whether Duan Heng is with Yin Sha or not?" What is Zong involved?"

Duan Ting couldn't move, but let out a sigh of relief, "Uncle Shi really don't ask me anymore..."

"Oh? Don't you want to say it?" Shi Fangyu stretched out his hand, and Duan Heng's expression changed.

But this time he seemed to know Shi Fangyu's intentions, he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound, which was different from Shi Fangyu's expectation.

Putting his hand on Duan Ting's abdomen, he didn't feel that there was anything hidden there. He unconsciously raised his eyes to look at Duan Ting, but saw him take a "hissy" breath.

"Huh? Pain?"

Look at this expression as if you touched a wound?

This time it's not fun anymore, Shi Fangyu hurriedly let go of his hands, he didn't even think about forcing him to ask what happened, "Are you injured?"

While talking, Shi Fangyu peeled off Duan Ting's robe, trying to see if the injury was serious, but Duan Ting, who realized what Shi Fangyu wanted to do, panicked.

He stared at the person who suddenly appeared in front of the door with his eyes wide open, his articulate words were a little awkward, "Uncle Qi! Uncle!"

"Why are you so nervous?" Shi Fangyu raised his head to look at Duan Ting, but unconsciously glanced back.

"What are you doing?" A question came from behind.

"Oh? Ah Heng, you're here," Shi Fangyu patted Duan Ting's shoulder, "It's nothing, I see that he seems to be injured, I want to show him."

He felt that Duan Heng was behind him early in the morning, but he didn't want to let him know that he was asking Duan Ting's question, so he had to pretend that he didn't know anything, and said what he wanted to say.

But Duan Heng didn't care about this, he moved his eyes to Duan Ting's half-open chest, Shi Fangyu's soaked clothes and his hand on Duan Ting's shoulder were like a thorn in his eye.

There was a cold wind blowing from Duan Ting's back.

"He's fine." Duan Heng lowered his head and collected his expression, and with a wave of his hand, the restriction on Duan Ting was lifted.Duan Ting staggered forward, his shoulders also escaped from Shi Fangyu's clutches, and Duan Heng continued: "Let's deal with the matter that was entrusted to you earlier."

It seems to be the style of the head of the family, and he is completely different from Duan Heng who deliberately lowered his posture and aura when they first met.

Duan Ting hurriedly pulled up his clothes and went out. Before going out, he looked back and cursed in his heart: What's the matter!

Shi Fangyu clapped his hands, turned around and took off his soaked robe, but took advantage of this gap to frown and meditate: Look at what Duan Heng's posture is trying to say to himself...

I feel that he is a little angry...

"What are you looking for as a teacher so late?" Shi Fangyu shook the clothes he took off in the air, and after a puff of steaming smoke passed, he put them on again, and he was already dry.

Duan Heng couldn't keep his eyes open, and after a long while, he passed him and sat on the chair in the front hall, and swept the wet tea leaves that had just been spilled on the table, without looking at Shi Fangyu.

"I just came here to have a look... I'm afraid that Master will fall in love with the bed and won't sleep well."

The tone is a bit yin and yang.

Shi Fangyu raised his eyebrows.

What's wrong with this?I didn't recruit him either.Besides, he was the one who was more upset, right?

After waving his hands, Shi Fangyu sat down on the other side, put his long legs on the chair, and said, "I don't have these stinky problems for a long time! Master can sleep well by himself."

Duan Heng let out a "hmm", looked at the wide open door and said nothing, the atmosphere suddenly became a little dull.

Shi Fangyu shook the chair and made a "creaking" sound, trying to break the embarrassment first, "I said Ah Heng..."

"Master, please come to a place with your disciples!" As if knowing what Shi Fangyu was going to say next, Duan Heng suddenly stood up from his seat and looked at Shi Fangyu seriously.

That look seemed to imprison Shi Fangyu's entire person in his eyes, and there were stars shining in the obsidian.

That gaze was too piercing.

Shi Fangyu's heart skipped a beat, he even forgot that Duan Heng changed the subject on purpose, he looked away and cleared his throat, "En, er? Where are you going? What are you doing?"

What kind of look is that?Who do you think you are?And that feeling is very familiar...

By the way, isn't that what Ling Jingkuo looks like when he looks at Xiao Qingmei from the palace next door?

Is it possible that this apprentice of himself is also starting to miss spring in a place he can't see?

Thinking about it, I should have reached that age...

"Master comes with his disciples." Duan Heng turned and walked away, interrupting Shi Fangyu's jumping thoughts, listening to his tone, it seemed that he was the disciple and the master...

The two people with different thoughts didn't talk on the way, Shi Fangyu didn't know the way, so he could only follow Duan Heng all the time.

When he came to the Duan Family Ancestral Hall, Shi Fangyu's scalp felt a little numb when he saw the rows of tablets. When he came to this kind of place, both Shi Fangyu and Duan Heng should kneel down and salute to comfort the dead.

But Duan Heng didn't care about it at all, he turned to the back of the high yellow brocade curtain hanging behind the tablet, and for some reason, there was a loud "rumbling" sound from the ancestral hall.

The ground under Shi Fangyu's feet was also shaking. When he looked closely, the wooden plank on the front left without any trace collapsed downward, revealing a wooden ladder.

It's a secret room.

Shi Fangyu looked at Duan Heng, and felt that there might be an answer he wanted to know.

This time, without waiting for Duan Heng to lead the way, Shi Fangyu lifted his clothes and walked straight down.

Stepping on the ground, Shi Fangyu suddenly felt that he had fallen into an ice cave, and he couldn't resist even with spiritual power.The cold air was so severe that it blinded his eyes, Shi Fangyu waved his hands, squinted his eyes and looked around in the secret room, trying to adapt to this vision.

After seeing the scene in the secret room clearly, Shi Fangyu only felt that his back was getting colder.

Rows of ice coffins and corpses, in this confined space, there is no end in sight.

In the nearest ice coffin, lay a pale beauty inside, with a thin layer of frost on her brows and eyes, as if she would wake up at any moment.But on the chest, a hole the size of a fist seemed to tell others: she was dead and could not die anymore.

This is Duan Heng's aunt.