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Chapter 202 Shuangshu separated by Yin and Yang (2)

When Mu Changfeng and Lin Yuan took Lin Zhen'er back to the town, it was already noon. The three of them randomly found a noodle shop, hurriedly had lunch, and then left the noodle shop and headed for the outskirts.

Mu Changfeng did not say the purpose of this trip. Lin Zhen'er was very dissatisfied and said, "My sister is in danger. Where are you going to take me? The most important thing now is not to kill Mingxu and save my sister?"

Lin Yuan was heartbroken and didn't know how to answer. Mu Changfeng said: "The purpose of our trip is related to Miss Baoer. Please don't worry, Miss Zhener."

Lin Zhen'er's eyes showed fierce light, stared at Mu Changfeng coldly, and said, "Your thoughts are the weirdest. You shouldn't have to delay time. When my sister dies, you will have sufficient reason not to help me kill Mingxu."

"Don't talk nonsense," Lin Yuan whispered, "Changfeng treats me as a brother, and naturally treats Baoer as a relative, don't wrong him."

Lin Zhen'er respects Lin Yuan very much. After hearing what he said, it is not easy to argue with Mu Changfeng anymore.

Mu Changfeng said: "I have been unable to figure out some things. Miss Zhen'er seems to know us very well. You seem to be observing us secretly."

Lin Zhen'er pretended not to hear it and ignored Mu Changfeng.

The three of them came to a mass grave and saw weeds growing and corpses everywhere. Although it was noon, the place was biting cold and cold and the wind blew. The footsteps of the three of them alarmed a group of crows foraging and fled around in screams.

Mu Changfeng said: "There is a flower-selling girl in the town who died of illness due to illness. The girl's adoptive mother was ruthless and cruel, so she left her in a mass grave. I learned about this a few days ago and asked someone to buy a coffin to bury the flower-selling girl."

Lin Zhen'er snorted coldly and said, "You are so kind, a rare good person. So what if you are buried, the flesh and blood have already entered the crow's belly. No matter how dead they are, they are dead."

Mu Changfeng said: "I originally wanted to choose a good place to bury the flower girl. The person I entrusted told me that the girl left her last words before she died and would bury her body in a mass grave after she died. I was puzzled. There were people in the world who were willing to bury her in a mass grave."

Lin Zhen'er said: "The world is so big, there are all kinds of strange people."

Mu Changfeng said: "After I asked carefully, I realized that the first time the flower girl saw someone she loved was in a mass grave. She was abused by her adoptive mother and was punished to spend the night in the mass grave. She met a young man who came back from the middle of the night after collecting herbs. This is the place where the two fell in love at first sight."

Lin Zhen'er burst into laughter and said, "The place we met... is excellent and instantly, haha."

Lin Yuan looked at Lin Zhen'er with a smirk, feeling very sad, and secretly hoped that the flower girl in the grave would not be Lin Baoer.

Mu Changfeng solemnly said: "I asked a lot about the flower girl. One thing made me very strange. Her biological mother is alive, and she also knows where her mother is, but she never looked for her biological mother. She endured the torture of her adoptive mother every day. Does Miss Zhen'er find it strange?"

Lin Zhen'er looked shocked and felt something was wrong. Why wasn't it? She forced herself not to think deeply.

Mu Changfeng said: "That girl loved flowers and plants very much during her lifetime. The flowers and plants she cultivated grew very well. Even if the flowers that were about to die were carefully cared for by her for a few days, they would become full of vitality and vigorous. Unfortunately, such a good girl didn't even have a name during her lifetime."

Lin Zhen'er's face suddenly turned ashen, staring at Mu Changfeng like an evil ghost, and her silver teeth made a sound.

Mu Changfeng felt compassion arises naturally and said gently: "I believe Miss Zhen'er is who the flower girl I asked someone to buried is."

Lin Zhen'er's resentful expression gradually faded away, and she saw her smile on her lips, slowly tidying up her clothes and hair, and said, "Which grave is it?"

Mu Changfeng looked around and walked along a small path of sheep intestine for a while. Lin Yuan and Lin Zhen'er followed behind and walked to a new tomb. Mu Changfeng stopped, looked back at Lin Zhen'er, and said, "It's here, I asked someone to plant many flowers in front of the tomb."

Lin Yuan was in a panic, his heart was beating around Dongdong, fearing that after opening the coffin, he confirmed Mu Changfeng's speculation.

Lin Zhen'er stared at the grave mound for a while, slowly untied her cloak, and began to dig the soil on the grave with both hands.

Mu Changfeng and Lin Yuan rolled up their sleeves and prepared to come forward to help.

Lin Zhen'er pushed the two away and continued to work hard.

Seeing that she had no sadness or pain, Lin Yuan was not panicked and rushed. He was not like a grave digger, but more like an ordinary farmer working in the field.

The abnormal calm made Lin Yuan even more nervous. Lin Zhen'er dug out a handful of soil and raised his heart a little. When Lin Zhen'er cleaned all the soil and exposed the brand new coffin, Lin Yuan's heart immediately rose to his throat.

Mu Changfeng pulled out the Chixiao Sword and said, "I'll help you pull out the nails on the coffin."

"You don't need your help," Lin Zhen'er clapped her palms gently. A agarwood tree in the distance shook twice. The two branches automatically stretched out, and in the blink of an eye, they came to the coffin. One of them was tightly wrapped around the coffin, and the other was like a long snake. It fell on the lid of the coffin with a bang, tightly absorbing it.

Lin Yuan became more and more panicked. He grabbed Mu Changfeng's sleeve tightly. Lin Zhen'er walked around the coffin twice, but his smile remained the same, without any sadness.

"Zhen'er," Lin Yuan looked at her uneasyly, "Cry if you want to cry, don't force yourself."

Lin Zhen'er ignored her and clapped her hands again.
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