Chapter 227
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There were many children's toys in the room. Ye Qingtang glanced at them and pinched the child's rotting hand. Something flashed across her eyes and she turned to walk out of the room.
Just when Ye Qingtang walked out of Spirit Condensation Mountain Village, she suddenly saw Wu Zheng standing at the entrance of the village. He held a torch in his hand, and the flickering light shone on his handsome face.
"Young Master Wu?" Ye Qingtang raised her brows and looked at Wu Zheng in surprise.
Wu Zheng looked at Ye Qingtang and walked forward slowly. He passed a clean handkerchief to Ye Qingtang and looked at Ye Qingtang's bloodstained hands.
"Lord Ye, the blood plague is rampant. Wipe your hands first."
Ye Qingtang took the handkerchief and wiped her hands clean with a smile. "Young Master Wu, aren't you afraid of the blood plague? How dare you come near here? "
Wu Zheng shook his head and looked at the Spirit Condensation Mountain Village under the moonlight. "If not for my father, I would have become the food of the wild beasts in the mountain. No matter how he changes into, he is still my father, and Spirit Condensation Mountain Village is still the place where I was adopted. How can I forget this kindness so easily?"
Ye Qingtang smiled. She looked at Wu Zheng's calm side profile, and a trace of curiosity arose in her heart.
It was not that she did not suspect Wu Zheng. After all, Wu Zheng was the biggest beneficiary of the tragic deaths of the people in Spirit Condensation Mountain Village.
However … she could not see any greed or ambition in the young man's eyes.
If Wu Zheng did not have a clear conscience, then he must be very shrewd.
"Young Master Wu, you are a loyal person. I wonder if you are free tonight?" Ye Qingtang smiled.
"Do you have any instructions, Lord Ye?" Wu Zheng asked.
Ye Qingtang smiled. "Nothing else. Although I guessed that there is Duanyuan Grass on the cliff behind Spirit Condensation Mountain Village, I did not see it with my own eyes, so I am not sure. If you are free, can you accompany me to take a look?"
"Sure." Wu Zheng agreed without any hesitation. "Then let me lead the way for you, Lord Ye." Wu Zheng walked in front as he spoke.
Looking at Wu Zheng's defenseless back view, a smile flashed across Ye Qingtang's eyes. She didn't say anything and followed him.
Under the moonlight, two figures, one big and one small, walked towards the cliff behind Spirit Condensation Mountain Village.
It was already a hazy night. Borrowing the moonlight, a few small, inconspicuous flowers were growing on the side of the cliff. The green grass swayed with the wind, and the sound of the wind whistled past the cliff.
Ye Qingtang stood at the edge of the cliff and looked down the cliff with the help of the moonlight. Her gaze was quickly attracted by a slightly protruding boulder at the bottom of the cliff. On the boulder, she could vaguely see a small broken stone tablet.
The stone tablet seemed to be quite old and weather-beaten. The inscriptions on it had already been worn flat.
Wu Zheng was a few steps behind Ye Qingtang and looked at her, who was standing on the edge of the cliff. With her current position, she would fall off the cliff with just a gentle push.
Wu Zheng squinted his eyes slightly. The moonlight and firelight intertwined on his handsome face, casting a trace of darkness on his originally handsome and harmless face. He slowly lifted his feet and walked towards Ye Qingtang step by step on the soft grass.
Although Wu Zheng's footsteps were light enough to be covered by the wind, the soft sound still fell into Ye Qingtang's ears clearly.
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