After instructing the two maids, Feng Yan took out a spare key from his arms and quietly opened the door of Feng Xun's bedroom.

But he did not rush to take out his gun, but instead held his breath and came to Feng Xun's bedroom carefully. With the dim moonlight outside the window, he vaguely saw the quilt on the big bed in the inner room covering the couple.

If Feng Xun is not removed, he will not be able to inherit so much property. As for Feng Xun's young wife, she is quite pretty, and it would be a pity to just accompany Feng Xun to die like this!

If he was brought to play, he would probably be angry with Feng Xun to death... When Feng Yan thought of this, a wicked smile flashed in his eyes. In order to avoid shooting Xia Chuqi rashly, he pulled open the quilt covered on the bed.

With the dim moonlight, he thought he would see the two of them sleeping side by side. After all, the gardener had told him before that he had prepared plants for them in the room that were enough to numb their nerves, but now the bed was empty, with only two pillows lying quietly on the bed...

What awesome, where did Feng Xun and Xia Chuqi go?

Feng Yan was puzzled in his heart, and heard a movement coming from the direction of Feng Xun's bedroom terrace. He frowned slightly and looked at the terrace subconsciously. A gust of wind blew, blew the white floor-to-ceiling window screens, which looked like a figure in the night.

"Who is hiding where?" Feng Yan shouted, unable to hear any response, only saw the white floor-to-ceiling windows blowing constantly, so he simply pulled out his gun from his arms and walked carefully towards the terrace.

He opened the window screen and found that there was no one hidden on the terrace. It turned out that he was just a false alarm, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

But he was just focusing on the bed, and he didn't know whether the terrace door was open or closed when he just entered Feng Xun's living room!

Feng Yan stood on the terrace and looked down. It would not be surprising if Feng Xun and Xia Chuqi jumped off the terrace. After all, the terrace was not a stone stairs, but facing the garden. The underground was filled with soil and would not be injured at all!

Could it be that Feng Xun had long suspected that he would do something at night, so he made preparations in advance, or was he quietly jumping down from the terrace when he opened the door and came in?

The more Feng Yan thought about it, the more he felt that this was extremely possibility, but he was unwilling to let the only possibility of losing the mobile phone. He stood on the terrace and lowered his head and walked towards the garden, thinking that if Feng Xun and Xia Chuqi had just jumped down, he probably wouldn't have gone far at this time.

If he went out directly through the gate, he would not only alarm others, but might also miss the opportunity to capture Feng Xun. It seems that he would also need to take a risk tonight!

Feng Yan made up his mind, gritted his teeth and picked up the sheet from the bed, quickly tied it to the railing of the terrace, then grabbed the sheet with one hand, climbed down from the terrace agilely, and landed smoothly on the land.

He patted the soil stained on his body, lowered his head and looked at the wet land. Sure enough, he saw clear footprints of the two people, one big and one small. It seemed that he was right that Feng Xun and Xia Chuqi did jump off the terrace and then quietly hid in the garden.

Feng Yan snorted coldly, walked along the direction of the footprints, and walked unknowingly to the depths of the garden. He found that the footprints had suddenly stopped in the depths of the garden, and frowned in confusion.

The footprints stopped here, so they must be not far away. Feng Yan looked around with the moonlight at night and found a small door just a few steps away from him, and the road leading to the small door also changed from soil to gravel road. Perhaps this is how the footprints of the two people were gone!

Feng Yan snorted coldly, he wanted to see where these two people could hide!

He walked through the small door along the stone road, and suddenly a gust of wind came, which was quite chilling at night. He suddenly shivered and raised his eyes and saw a white figure flashing not far away.

A flash of light flashed quickly in Feng Yan's eyes, almost locking in the white figure to look at it, lowering his voice, approaching the figure almost silently, trying to see who the figure was, but the white figure suddenly disappeared.

Feng Yan rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had hallucinations, so he looked in that direction again, but saw the white figure appearing in the other direction, and the speed of movement was so fast that he could hardly believe it!

He cursed, too lazy to argue who the figure was, so he took out his gun and pulled the trigger and shot it in the direction of the white figure. He thought he would see the white figure falling to the ground, but he saw the white figure moving, as if it was not shot by a bullet at all, and continued to stay safely and not far ahead!

Feng Yan thought he had made a mistake in shooting skills, so he fired several shots at the figure, but still did not cause any harm to the white figure. On the contrary, he found that there seemed to be a few more white figures, surrounding him in all directions.

"Hahahaha--" A strange laughter also came into my ears at this time, accompanied by the raven's "rattle" sound, which sounded particularly cunning in the late night.

Feng Yan didn't know whether he had hallucinations or someone was deliberately teasing him. He stepped back and shot at the white figure surrounding him until the last shot of the bullet, and suddenly felt like he was tripped by a stone under his feet. He looked back and happened to meet the cold and serious eyes in the photo of his deceased grandfather.

He screamed in fear, and then he realized that he had arrived at the family cemetery without knowing it, and the tombstone he hit happened to be his grandfather's...

The old face that always looked at him seriously suddenly appeared in front of him, as if he was still scolding him in an extremely stern tone: "Feng Yan, if it weren't for the fact that your father died early, I would have sent you to a madhouse long ago!"

The white figure was still approaching. Feng Yan was so scared that his face was pale and he almost stumbled away. As a result, he ran too fast and didn't even see his feet clearly, and he fell into a pit. With a click, one foot hurt so hard that he screamed.

The screams from the cemetery alarmed the old butler who was sleeping. The old butler was shocked and quickly turned on the light to send someone to check the situation. A maid replied carefully: "Butler, it seems that the screams came from the cemetery!"

"What?" The old butler was also scared by this statement and was a little at a loss. At this moment, Feng Xun and Xia Chuqi also came to hear the news and ordered the old butler who was so scared that he was at a loss: "What are you afraid of? Let's go and see who pretends to be a ghost in the middle of the night!"
Chapter completed!