Chapter 563: 563 Are Waiting for Her

"It's really just to play casually." Mu Hanyan made a quick decision and opened the box. Although the three boxes were layered on top of each other, there was nothing inside.

"It doesn't make sense, this box is so tightly buckled, how can there be nothing?" Wu Qiyun was puzzled.

Mu Hanyan laughed secretly, Wu Qiyun was right, there was indeed a good thing in this box, but now, the good thing that is comparable to an artifact has become the gold thread embroidery on her collar, even if Pang Dezong His master was resurrected and reborn, I am afraid he would never have thought that the problem that he could not solve in his life was solved easily by her.

Wu Qiyun lowered his head and searched the box carefully again, but he didn't even find a few more ashes, so he could only do it in the end.

"Mucheng, this box is handed over to you, and you will carry it on your back when you go back." Mu Hanyan gave an order when she saw Mu Cheng sitting silently beside her.

Although it seemed nothing on the surface, Mu Hanyan knew that Miss Zhao's incident had hit him too hard, and he didn't know if he could sort out his mind, so he had to find something to do if he had nothing to do.

"Oh, I see." Mu Cheng raised his head and said.

"Okay, then there's nothing to do, let's rest early." Mu Hanyan knew that they didn't sleep so late, but they were actually waiting for him. It is estimated that he heard from Mucheng about the relationship between Zhao Sining and Miss Zhao Fourth, so worry about yourself. Now that he has returned safely, it is time for them to go back to rest.

"By the way, I remembered something and I have to tell you." Mu Cheng said suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Mu Hanyan asked.

Mu Cheng looked around vigilantly, obviously afraid that the partition would have ears.

"Don't worry, there is no one around." Yan Yuchu said. The tents of several of them were already far away from the others. At this time, it was late at night, most of them had already fallen asleep, and the surroundings were so quiet that even a moth might not be able to escape the ears of the heavy rain.

"I once heard my grandfather say that some swordsmen died tragically with great unwillingness, and the hatred and resentment in their hearts will not die out for a while. Deep down, you can know what happened before he died." Mu Cheng said with a solemn expression.

Mu Hanyan was slightly shocked. She had also heard of such a legend. For ordinary people, it is tantamount to a myth of ghosts, but for a master swordsman like Xia Youchen who knows the art of searching for souls, it may not be a myth.

Obviously, it was because of Xia Youchen that Mu Cheng remembered this statement.

Yan Yuchu and Wu Qiyun also froze slightly.

Although Mu Cheng's words were thoughtless, they knew that he was talking about Miss Zhao Si, Yue Zhenglin and others. As an alchemist, Pang Dezong is also a master at the level of a swordsman. If he were to find the corpse of Miss Zhao Fourth, he didn't know if he would find anything.

Mu Hanyan was not worried at all about this matter at first, but now, he is a little uneasy.

If you had known that Zhao Sining's uncle was Pang Dezong, maybe it was time to destroy all the corpses of those people. After thinking for a while, Mu Hanyan dismissed the idea again.

Killing is not a big deal to her, but after all, she is a human being, not a beast. If everyone knows each other, even if they are enemies, they should have at least some respect. That's all, she really can't do it if she does it.