General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming Chapter 662 – The Big Boss Takes Action (2)

Chapter 662: The Big Boss Takes Action (2)

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“How long have the officials been here?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.

“More than an hour!” the vendor said.

“Looks like the Gu Master didn’t go to the Flying Cloud Restaurant, ” Su Xiaoxiao said.

“Seventh Young Madam! Seventh Young Madam…”

The coachman covered the wound on the top of his head and stumbled over. “Ah Fu!” Su Xiaoxiao looked at his wound. “Let me take a look.”

The coachman endured the pain and shook his head. “I’m fine. It’s just a superficial wound. Don’t worry about me… Hurry up and save the young masters… The carriage has been snatched. There are three of them… They went that way…’

Su Xiaoxiao and Ghostfear rushed to the event location in the direction the coachman pointed, but they only saw an empty carriage, two cold corpses lying in a pool of blood, and a pool of blood not far away.

There were traces of a collision in the carriage. There was no blood in the carriage, which meant that the children were not injured at that time.

“They are killing each other,” Ghostfear said as she looked at the two corpses on the ground.

“Why did they kill each other? Did they fight among themselves?” Su Xiaoxiao didn’t understand.

Soon, she found a cloth bag on the ground.

Opening it, it was the Gu Master’s Gu bag.

However, all the Gu inside were dead.

Who did it?

This was too heaven-defying.

Wuhu, who had gone to scout, flew back. “Master! Master! Master!”

Ling Yun had been here?

Could these… have been done by Ling Yun?

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head decisively.

Ling Yun was just a sickly zither player who had been troubled by anorexia for many years and did not even have the strength to walk.

The two of them hired a carriage to return to Pear Blossom Lane.

In the carriage, she bandaged the coachman’s wound.

She treated a servant no different from the other injured. Seeing this, Ghostfear did not say anything.

The carriage arrived.

Su Xiaoxiao jumped out of the carriage. “Ghostfear, bill!”

Now, he was Ghostfear again.

All the servants in the courtyard rested. Deng An was also recuperating in his room. Ling Yun guarded the three sleeping disciples alone.

Xiaohu was washed clean and changed into dry clothes. He slept soundly.

Ling Yun sat on the futon. The moonlight shone gently, making him look cold.

“Ling Yun.” Su Xiaoxiao took off her shoes at the door and walked in wearing white footwear.

She saw the three little ones on the bed and felt relieved.

“Eh? Why did Xiaohu change his clothes?”

Ling Yun had three children to change their clothes, but generally speaking, the three of them would dirty themselves and change together.

“He peed.” Ling Yun didn’t want to remember carrying his little sinful disciple who had peed his pants all the way.

“Thank you… for tonight.”

Su Xiaoxiao probed and didn’t say what it was.

Ling Yun didn’t say it explicitly. He just drank his tea and replied calmly, “I lost them here. It’s only right for me to find them.” So did he do it or not?

Well, she wasn’t not curious. She wasn’t curious at all.

“Gu Master…’

“He didn’t die. He was saved by someone. I don’t know that person, but

Su Xiaoxiao realized that he was referring to the three little ones. It seemed to be King Nanyang.

King Nanyang was a dangerous guy. Could it be a coincidence that Ling Yun could escape from him with the three children? Was Ling Yun really just a sickly zither player?

Ling Yun didn’t ask about King Nanyang’s identity, but Su Xiaoxiao felt that someone as smart as him might have already guessed something.

Ghostfear gave the fare, but he was a little impatient when he didn’t see Su Xiaoxiao carrying the children out.

He hated waiting for people, definitely not to see the little smelly farts.

He entered the courtyard expressionlessly.

Su Xiaoxiao came out with a little guy. “You came at the right time. Here.”

She stuffed the little fellow into Ghostfear’s arms and turned to enter the house to carry Erhu.

Ghostfear looked at the sleeping little fart in his arms and poked its face very nastily.

When Su Xiaoxiao came out and saw this childish scene, she said speechlessly,

“This is Xiaohu. If you wake him up, you’ll have to coax him to sleep.”

Ghostfear immediately stopped poking.

Once the smallest smelly fart cried, it was fatal.

“I’ll get someone to send you guys off,” Ling Yun said.

Su Xiaoxiao hugged Dahu and said, “There’s no need. There’s a carriage at the medical center. It’s just a few steps.”

Ling Yun left the house to call the coachman.

Ghostfear, who was waiting for Su Xiaoxiao, bumped into Ling Yun.

Ghostfear’s hand that was reaching for Erhu paused.

Ling Yun didn’t pay much attention to him and only thought that he was an expert of the Wei family. He put on his shoes and walked past him.

However, the moment they brushed past each other, a powerful killing intent suddenly burst out of Ghostfear’s body.

Ling Yun frowned.

In the next second, Ghostfear slapped Ling Yun.

Ling Yun’s secret guard flew forward and blocked this palm for his master. He spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on one knee on the spot.

Ling Yun turned around and looked warily at Ghostfear.

Su Xiaoxiao was confused. What was going on? Why did Ghostfear attack without a word?

She hurriedly carried Dahu down the steps and stood in front of Ling Yun. She said to the ghost, “He’s the teacher of Dahu, Erhu, and Xiaohu! Did you misunderstand something? It wasn’t he who captured Dahu, Erhu, and Xiaohu.

He saved them.”

“He’s not with the Gu Master.”

“Not with that guy either.”

She was referring to King Nanyang. She knew him, but so did he.

Ghostfear was enveloped in the death warrior’s killing intent. “This is none of your business. Move aside. Don’t force me to touch you..

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Before she could finish, Su Xiaoxiao carried Erhu and made way. It was not that the courtyard was too big that she stood out.

“Wait!”

Su Xiaoxiao ran over again and said to Ghostfear, “Give me the child.” She carried Xiaohu over and retreated down the corridor. “Continue.”

Ghostfear was speechless.

And so was Ling Yun..