Chapter 1809: Idiot without eyes

"Ah? You want to leave?!" Old Yang's wife was also anxious, and the things in her hands fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.

Ling Luoyu frowned upon hearing it, and carefully recalled the scene of the ride.

Along the way, Old Yangtou left the carriage except for peeing. He was inseparable from the carriage at other times, eating, drinking, and sleeping on the carriage.

At that time, she thought he was in a hurry to go home, so she hurried on the way. Now it seems that there is something strange in this.

"Mother, what else are you packing? Bring our family's money and avoid the limelight before talking..." Yang Yihe's voice was a little more frustrated.

"Yes, you silly woman, it's about time, what else do you need those odds and ends? Bring the money, let's go quickly..."

Old Yang stomped his feet anxiously and slammed the door open.

He also ignored Ling Luoyu, did not say hello, dragged his wife and walked down the mountain.

Yang Yihe gave her a jealous look and greeted her parents

"Don't go down the mountain, maybe they are down the mountain now..."

"Then what to do?"

"After leaving the mountain... past the bones..."

"What?" Lao Yang's mother-in-law immediately stopped her feet and shook her head in horror: "Son, don't you go to the bones to find death?!"

"Mother, I'm looking for death when I go down the mountain now!"

Yang Yihe couldn't help but said, dragging his parents up the mountain.

Ling Luoyu stood ignorantly for a while, until the family disappeared, and then walked into Old Yang's house leisurely.

His mother-in-law had already prepared the meal, and she happened to be hungry, so she was welcome, and she had a meal for the whole night and sat down at the table leisurely.

Just after a few mouthfuls, I heard the sound of clothes swept outside.

Got it!

I can't eat well! !

Sure enough, the voice was getting louder and louder, and it was obviously aimed at Old Yang's house.

"boom!"

The door of the room was kicked open, and it happened to be smashed into the firepit. Not to mention, the fire was flying all over the sky, and it was a pot of rice.

The flying fire ashes are like flying butterflies, dancing lightly, and like moths flying into the fire. After an instant of brilliance, they disappear suddenly and become a pile of dust.

Ling Luoyu quietly put down his rice bowl, his eyes raised obliquely, sitting there calmly like water, watching the group of people coming in.

The leader is a white and pure middle-aged man, wearing a navy blue robe with the word "Jie" written on it.

The moment he saw Ling Luoyu, he was startled and frowned.

Before he could speak, a young man in a red robe rushed over.

"Hall Master Jane, how about people? Has anyone been caught yet?"

His appearance was wretched, his eyes were erratic, and he rushed out on the surface, but in fact he was still behind Jian Yun.

Jian Yun covered the smoke under his eyes, and his breath became heavy: "Master Jia, there is no trace of the Yang family!"

Only then did Jia Shaoye see Ling Luoyu sitting still, frowning: "Who is she?"

"do not know!"

"Don't know? Hall Master Jian, you are not the first day to be the Hall Master, don't you know that if you encounter someone like this, you have to get caught and ask?!"

Jian Yun's disgust deepened in his eyes, frowning and looking at him sideways: "Master Jia, the person we are going to catch is Yang Yihe, and it has nothing to do with this person. Do it rashly, okay?!"

In fact, his subtext is-idiot, don't you have eyesight? !

The person in front of him, Shen as Taishan, as steady as a rock, immovable as a mountain, is obviously a difficult opponent to deal with.

Wasn't she looking for death when moving her at this time? !