"You... You guys! ”

Mrs. Fu looked at the place where the two brothers and sisters protected Feng Jinyue to death, looked around, and gritted her teeth, "You wait for me!" ”

As Mrs. Fu left, everyone dispersed.

Yuan Changqing looked at Feng Jinyue, a little embarrassed.

"Nishiki ......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Feng Jinyue interrupted him anxiously, "Thank you little marquis for helping me break the siege." ”

Yuan Changqing hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, no, it's good that Miss Jinyue doesn't think I'm abrupt." ”

"Well, you don't have to worry about it." Yuan Changhuan could see the awkward atmosphere between them, so he immediately changed the topic and sneered, "I have never seen such a family like the Fu family, a dignified scholarly family, who would have such a conscience." ”

As a modern person, Feng Jinyue was even more disgusted by this terrifying and terrifying bad habit, and took a deep breath, "I didn't expect Pingcheng to have such terrible customs, Yuanyuan, what if she doesn't give up?" ”

"After this time, she should stop for a few days, why don't you go out and hide, who knows what this woman will do when she goes crazy."

"Well, I'll go to Lincheng tomorrow to find my brother." Feng Jinyue's jaw head agreed.

At night, there are no stars and no moon.

The black one couldn't see his fingers.

A group of white figures dressed in linen and filial piety roamed the streets carrying a small red sedan chair, and at the foreground was a pitch-black coffin.

Eerie.

Mrs. Fu held the coffin, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "Son, I'm going to greet my family." ”

"You guys, what are you going to do!"

A group of people forced their way into the Feng family, and Feng Jinyue saw Mrs. Fu's pale face like a ghost.

"What are you doing, kissing, Jinyue, go down there and serve your father-in-law, do you know?" Mrs. Fu's voice was soft, but she was creepy when she heard it.

Screams pierced the sky.

"Tie her in!"

Feng Jinyue was dragged out of the door, looking at the coffin and the red sedan chair outside, and her heart was full of horror.

But Mrs. Fu still felt that it was not enough, and before letting her get into the sedan chair, she dragged her to the coffin, "Come, let your husband take a look at his lady." ”

In the coffin of Nuoda, there is a tablet, which reads: Fu Zhizhi's spiritual seat.

As soon as Feng Jinyue saw a flower, she was forced into the red sedan chair, her mouth was sealed, and she could only keep twisting and struggling, but the rope was tied very tightly, looking full of red, Feng Jinyue desperately touched the sedan chair with her head.

The white-clothed man dressed in linen and filial piety blew and blew and beat all the way to Fu Ci's tomb.

Yuan Changqing was not worried about Feng Jinyue, and before leaving during the day, he left ink to guard outside.

Ink has a lot of eyes, and he is bold, and throws the incense on the red sedan chair.

"Son, wake up, something happened to Miss Wind!"

"What? What the? What's the matter with Jinyue? Yuan Changqing casually approved a robe and ran out, the ink almost didn't keep up, and briefly explained what he saw.

The more he listened, the more angry he became, and finally Yuan Changqing's eyes cracked, "Poisonous woman! ”

The pace is getting faster and faster, and my mind is full of wanting to save Jinyue, to save Jinyue!

In front of the silent tomb, Mrs. Fu commanded them to bury Feng Jinyue alive.

"Hmm......" Feng Jinyue kept shaking her head, tears falling from the corners of her eyes in the soil.

Looking at Feng Jinyue, who was buried with only one head left, Mrs. Fu pinched her chin, in the dark, the red eyes, bloody and ruthless, "Don't blame me, just blame Chu'er for liking you too much, so you have to go down to accompany him!" ”

"Buried!" As soon as the words fell, heavy soil fell from the top of Feng Jinyue's head......