Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu's lips curled up slightly, half-smiling: "Maybe when he comes back, he can really get a live animal to improve our dinner."

"There will be no live animals here!" Mo You bit into the pancake, but looked at the stone statue: "What kind of person do you think he is in the coffin?"

Just now, all of them were looking for the Soul Leaving Stone.

He didn't pay much attention to the stone statue coffin.

Now that I have food, drink and time, my curiosity is rising.

"Young Master You, it's okay for us to ask you this. After all, this is your ancestor. Why do you come to ask us?"

"If I knew, would I still ask you?" Thinking of something, Mo Youyou looked at Dingmiao and sat up straight: "By the way, isn't this stone statue also a masterpiece of your Miao family? How..."

"Don't ask me!" Dingmiao was choking on a mouthful of pancake, stretching his neck to swallow it: "The Miao family has inheritance, but it is the memory of one generation after another. There is something in this, and the inheritor is involved. , or knowing certain things can be passed down... But those are some big events, and your stone statue... is too small."

Most of the inheritance of the Miao family is in technology.

As for some legends and the like, they are just inheritance from one ear.

Maybe you remember, maybe you don't.

If he wanted to search for memory inheritance that he might not remember, it would consume a lot of his energy.

"boom!"

Something fell from the hole, and everyone stood up quickly in shock.

Only Ling Luoyu still sat calmly.

Under dusk, a dark object was lying on the ground.

Jun Lai jumped down immediately.

Feng Chenglin's eyes were sharp: "Why do I look like...two pheasants?"

Dingmiao was a little confused: "Didn't you say... this is the gate of hell?"

Why are there still pheasants?

Mo You and Pi Rong also looked confused, watching Jun Lai come over with two pheasants.

"Young Master Jun, where did you get this?"

"Is there...this thing here?"

Jun Lai threw the things down: "Don't worry about where I got it. Didn't you say you want some soup? Chicken soup is the best. Who will clean it up?"

"I come!"

Pi Rong quickly took the pheasant, took out his knife and went outside the cave.

Feng Chenglin looked at Ling Luoyu thoughtfully.

From beginning to end, she was calm.

It seems that Jun Lai got two pheasants, which was what she expected.

While several people were watching the pheasants plucking their feathers, he approached Ling Luoyu.

"Let me tell you, Third Young Master... tell me the truth. Didn't you give that guy's pheasant?"

"What do you think?"

"I just said, there is not even a ghost in this ghost place, where did the pheasant come from?"

Even if there were pheasants, the marshmallows would probably swallow them up with all the effort it took to flap their wings.

"But haven't you been here all the time? How could you go out if I didn't see you..."

Ling Luoyu glanced sideways and curled his lips playfully: "Am I going to deliver two pheasants to him personally?"

She just threw two pheasants there in advance on your way back.

"Third Young Master, I have convinced you!"

Feng Chenglin chuckled and took out the oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, and happily waited for the pheasant to be put into the pot.

With delicious food, wine is indispensable.

Feng Chenglin took out some fine wine again, and the group drank happily. The atmosphere was harmonious, and their relationship seemed to be getting closer.

Yan Ziyue excused herself by saying she wasn't feeling well. She didn't drink and just ate very little, so she went to bed first.