Gu Nuoer nodded thoughtfully, but did not speak for a while.

Kongjue couldn't help but be curious, and took the initiative to ask: "Do you know the buried person?"

"Well, I just met two days ago. He was someone who helped another big bad guy and wanted to hurt me. But before he died, he repented, but unfortunately he was taken away by other bad guys. ."

Kongjue's actions were taken aback.

He suddenly felt-

Sister is so nice.

This person wants to help others harm her, and she can also bury the body with kindness.

Out of the corner of the sky, she looked at the little baby sitting on the big rock.

Her white and greasy pearl-like skin can be broken by blows, her eyes are bright and bright, her small nose is very straight, and her pink lips are crystal clear.

Like a personal fairy.

But behind her is a mass grave with corpses and bones.

The little guy is like a stray elf.

Why is this sister always unexpected.

Besides a monster with deep mana and a mysterious identity.

Now I dare to break into this ghostly jungle by myself.

Kongjue took back the flood of thoughts and said sincerely: "It's good to be able to repay grievances with virtue."

Gu Nuo'er's eyes widened immediately: "Wo is not like this every time, I will not be soft-hearted when I meet that kind of big bad guy who specializes in bullying!

The book said that hateful people also have pitiful things. But some people are simply hateful! But the person buried by the monk brother is very pitiful~"

Kongjue did not speak any more, just pursed her lips.

He buried Han Zheng neatly and inserted the Zen staff into the mud.

Afterwards, I put my hands together and began to recite the scriptures of transcendence.

At this moment, an elegant music suddenly sounded from behind him.

The sound is pleasant to the ear, and in the woods, it becomes more and more bright and clear.

It seems to be able to cleanse the soul.

Kongjue looked back and saw that Gu Nuoer had picked up a green leaf that had not turned yellow from somewhere.

Put it between your lips and play gently.

Seeing Kongjue look over, Gu Nuoer also stopped.

She said with a smile: "Nice? This is what my father taught me. He said that when his father died a long time ago, he was very sad.

Sit in the imperial tomb, blowing the sound of clear leaves all night. Dad said that music can bring blessings and thoughts to the deceased. So I wanted to try it. "

Empty stunned.

In my impression, the murderous and cold-blooded father, facing this sister, would show his fragile and hurt side?

Kongjue thought that Gu Yihan would only kill decisively. Things like blowing leaves simply don't match his personality.

Kongjue nodded silently: "It sounds good."

Afterwards, he recited the scriptures again, and Gu Nuoer was behind him, swaying his little feet, and playing a quiet leaf song.

The autumn wind whirled past, I wonder if Han Zheng heard it.

But he must have gone farther.

…

In the Four Seasons Sugar Shop.

Ye Siming sat in the lobby with his arms crossed, his expression indifferent, like a door god.

Not far to his left, Joshua was sitting in a wheelchair, also very quiet and elegant.

The two only occasionally exchanged eye contact. Although they were both waiting for Gu Nuoer, they did not communicate.

There is a girl next to Qiao Xiuli, about his age, who has been pestering Qiao Xiu to talk.

Qiao Xiu's little servant blocked her, not letting her get too close.

Otherwise, I am afraid that she will sit on the lap of the young master!

Qiao Xiu looked distant: "This girl, since it was a chance encounter, how did you know my surname?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, with a look of embarrassment on her face.