The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

The sound of unlocking the door was particularly harsh in the dead of night.

Even though Gu Weimian used his own clothes to wrap the lock.

The sound was still frightening.

After finally unlocking the door, Gu Weimian pushed the door open and quickly slipped in.

…

It was pitch black all around, with only the swaying shadows of bamboo.

Gu Weimian listened to the footsteps coming and going not far away, and his nerves were tense.

Gradually, the footsteps became farther and farther away.

Gu Weimian breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to stand up, the small door in the courtyard creaked open.

Gu Weimian was stunned for a moment and looked in the direction of the corner door.

It was Huo Yan...

The man was wearing a black suit, his handsome face hidden in the shadows, his expression flickering and unclear.

He walked in from the door with one hand in his pocket.

Behind him, Lin Zhiyun and the tall and thin man from before followed.

Gu Weimian's heart was in his throat.

His footsteps went straight in the direction of her, as if he knew she was hiding here.

Her heart was thumping.

In a few seconds, the blood in her body stopped.

"Huo Yan!"

Suddenly, a vicissitudes of life voice sounded in the house.

Then, with a "creak", the door of the house was opened.

Gu Weimian looked in that direction, and a hunched figure walked out of the house and walked quickly towards Huo Yan.

He frowned and looked at Huo Yan coldly,

"What are you doing here!"

He stood right in front of Gu Weimian.

Gu Weimian looked at the hunched back in front of him, and his eyes were a little sour.

It turned out to be... Yin Shurong, Uncle Yin.

Uncle Yin is the housekeeper of the Gu family's old house and the most useful person around Grandpa.

He is relatively young, probably less than 60 years old.

Why does he look... so old.

He looks like he is in his seventies or eighties, with a lot of white hair and less black.

His body is also skinny as if he has been drained of blood.

He covered his mouth and coughed, "I've said before that you can do whatever you want in Nanshan Temple, I can't control you, but Bamboo Garden is mine! You are not allowed to come in, you and your people get out immediately!" Huo Yan frowned, "A little thief ran in, I came to catch him..." "You little thief, you still have the nerve to mention thieves, aren't you the biggest thief! Cough cough!..." Yin Shurong couldn't help but coughed violently while speaking, "It's not enough that you killed the master and the eldest lady, you also took away the eldest lady's body, letting her die with regrets. What's going on now? You don't even let the tablet be put there, right!" Gu Weimian frowned when he heard it. The body is still reasonable. But it wasn't Huo Yan who killed my grandfather...

A trace of sadness flashed across Huo Yan's face,

"Uncle Yin, don't be like this...Don't quarrel here, it's disturbing Weiwei."

Yin Shurong glared,

"Who brought people in, who quarreled here, who made the young lady restless!"

He was so angry that he was shaking,

"Come and tell me where the young lady's body is! What are you doing with her body!"

He pointed at Huo Yan,

"Even if the young lady did something wrong to you before she died, she paid you back with her life in that clinic, what else do you want, are you going to grind her to ashes?!"

As he said this, he wanted to rush up and strangle the man to death.

Huo Yan suddenly fell silent.