Chapter 1453 Where Did the Dagger Go?

Several cars changed direction and drove towards the cemetery.

When approaching the neighborhood, many shops selling joss sticks and paper fires appeared on the side of the road. Murong Cheng stopped the car for a while and bought some paper money.

It's neither New Year's Eve nor Qingming Festival, so the cemetery is very quiet.

They found Mu Zening's tombstone, and they found that the two floor tiles directly in front of the tombstone showed signs of loosening.

If you come back later, the bricks are trampled down by passers-by, and the brick joints are also filled with dust, I am afraid it will be difficult to see the traces.

They pried open the two bricks, but unexpectedly, there was only yellow-brown soil and gravel underneath.

Du Hao couldn't help being surprised: "The floor tiles have obviously been moved, but why isn't the dagger inside? Did she hide somewhere else?"

The subordinate asked Murong Cheng: "Do you need to search other places?"

If you search again, you need to pry open all the nearby floor tiles, but in that case, there will be a lot of noise.

Murong Cheng looked at the layer of soil with a frown, was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "Put the bricks back."

He burned some paper for Mu Zening, and then left the cemetery.

After getting in the car, he called Gu Liang, without going around in circles, he asked directly: "Did you take the dagger?"

"I only saw the dagger once, on the wedding day." Gu Liang replied.

Murong Cheng smiled softly, as if disdainful, "Gu Liang, that dagger is made of her bones, and it is probably the only thing in this world that can restrain her. If it is in your hands, You'd better keep it safe, don't be discovered by that brat, otherwise if you two fall out in the future, you don't even have anything to rely on, wouldn't it be pitiful?"

Gu Liang's voice was still not salty: "Thank you for your concern."

The phone hangs up.

...

Gu Liang sat in the study, deep in thought.

After sitting for an unknown amount of time, there was a soft knock on the door outside.

"Come in."

The door slowly opened, and Tangtang came in with a bowl, with a sweet smile on her face, like a pure and ignorant girl.

"Gu Liang, you didn't eat just now, I made a salad, do you want to eat it?"

She approached him, and the bowl containing the salad was placed on the table. There were red and green inside, which looked fresh and delicious.

"I don't know how to cook. They said that salad is easy, so I tried to learn... Actually, there are many tricks."

She took his hand and talked delicately, as if nothing had happened.

"Try it, it tastes good, it contains cherry tomatoes, apples, purple cabbage, Parmesan cheese..."

Gu Liang nodded lightly, "Well, I'll eat later."

Tangtang looked into Gu Liang's eyes.

She wanted to sit on his lap as usual, but she was a little timid, testing his reaction nervously: "Gu Liang, when I cut an apple, I cut my finger, it hurts..."

"Let me see." Gu Liang said.

Tangtang stretched out her index finger.

Gu Liang looked at it, "Fortunately, it's not too deep, go back to the room and get a band-aid pack."

Tangtang pursed her lips, and said in a low voice, "Gu Liang, your finger hurts...can you blow it?"

Gu Liang's voice was weak, as if he was tired of dealing with her, "Hey, go get the Band-Aid."

Tangtang lowered her head sadly, and left the study holding her fingers.

...

The night is lonely.

Soft and warm touches awaken the senses.

He opened his eyes drowsily, and saw her sucking greedily with his fingers in her mouth.

Her lips were so red, her skin was so white, her long hair was like black seaweed wrapping her delicate face—the way she was lying on top of him was really like a demon that came at night, wanting to ecstasy with him overnight.

And the black spilled from his fingertips, like wisps of smoke swirling around, was finally sucked up bit by bit by those lips that were more delicate than flower petals...

The severe pain came as expected, and Gu Liang's whole body was tense. The pain almost made people collapse, his head was about to split open, and his ears were buzzing.

In a daze, he felt her hugging him tightly, begging him humbly: "Gu Liang, I won't learn mahjong anymore, I won't go out to play... I will cure your illness and be very obedient, you support me OK?"

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