Chapter 1668 (1/2)

Qin Shuang sighed and turned back.

On the main hall, Lin Mengxi was tasting tea. When he saw Qin Shuang return early, his willow eyebrows wrinkled slightly: ”frost son, it seems that you shouldn't go back early, do you?”

Lin Mengxi asked Qin Shuang to help Han Sanqian get through the foundation of her entry. She should not have come back so early.

”Han Sanqian went to Ciyun cave.” Qin Shuang returns quietly.

Hearing Ciyun cave, Lin Mengxi's teacup falls to the ground and the sound cup breaks.

”What? He went to Ciyun cave? ” Lin Mengxi looks pale.

”Zhe Xuzi said that Han Sanqian went to work in the vegetable garden in the morning, but he violated the ban and wanted to find a place to be lazy. Finally, he went into the cave by mistake.” Qin Shuang said coldly.

Qin Shuang obviously didn't believe the words of zhefuzi. There was a distance between Ciyun cave and the garden, so how could he enter it by mistake.

Lin Mengxi nodded heavily, looked out of the eye hall, and murmured and shook his head: ”entering the Ciyun cave is entering the mouth of death. You will punish the good life of the false son.”

”Is it too much of a fuss to punish an entry-level disciple for the sake of a slave?” Qin frost micro some dissatisfaction way.

She didn't believe zhe Xuzi's words, but she didn't investigate it much, which was because she was an entry-level disciple of Sifeng, and Han Sanqian was only a slave.

”If it rains!” Lin Mengxi called out.

For a moment, if the rain quickly walked in, respectfully said: ”master.”

”Tie me up to the hall!”

If the rain swept Qin frost, nodded: ”if rain, this to do.”

Zhefuzi was playing chess with Blackie in the thatched cottage. At this time, Han Sanqian must have been killed and only a skeleton was left. However, flashy quietly took a set of Han Sanqian's clothes and buried them in a mound of dirt in a meadow at the back of the thatched house.

”Ah, I'll set up a tomb for you and have a good birth in my next life.” Put on a stick of incense, flashy got up and went back.

Next to Han Sanqian's tomb, there are seven or eight small earth bags.

Slaves are just tools of hard work. If they can't do this, no one will care about their life and death. Even if some people care, they will not offend a non slave person because of them.