After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

Yin Cheng didn't stop for long before he removed his wife's hand. "Wife, everyone needs to poop after eating grains and other foods..."

Lin Nian slapped the man and glared at him, "Shut up!"

Men are unreliable when it comes to raising children; they teach them all sorts of vulgar language and have corrupted Huayue!

Lin Nian glared fiercely at the man several times, raising his fair and tender fist as if threatening him.

Yin Cheng was charmed by his wife's fist-raising gesture; how could someone be so adorable when they were being affectionate!

"I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore." Yin Cheng shut his mouth, becoming extremely obedient at this moment.

Lin Nianchao bowed slightly to Guangjian and said gently, "Sir, my name is Lin Nian."

"You're such a pretty little girl, and you have such a good temperament. How could you have fallen for that little rascal, Yin Cheng?" Guangjian couldn't understand. "Could it be that he forced you?"

"Because I'm handsome, an ugly old man like you can't understand the charm of us handsome guys."

Lin Nian: "..."

Lin Nian said, "Yes, he forced me."

Yin Cheng looked at his wife pitifully.

Lin Nian originally wanted to pretend to be a cold and indifferent husband, but she didn't expect to break down so quickly.

He chuckled and took the man's hand, saying, "I was just talking nonsense. Ah Cheng didn't force me."

Yin Cheng immediately became smug again.

Guangjian is simply unbearable to look at.

"Alright, alright, I don't know if they were deliberately putting on this loving act to provoke this old man. I'm going back now, so as not to be an eyesore."

Yin Cheng was shocked. "So you knew it yourself? I thought I hadn't made it obvious enough."

Guangjian pretended not to hear and said, "You're not allowed to dig up your master's grave, do you hear me?"

"I..." Yin Cheng said, "No, if you put it that way, I'm going to dig up my master's father today, expose him to the sun, and then bury him back in."

Guangjian angrily retorted, "This is unfilial!"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes."

"you!"

Seeing that Guangjian was so angry that he started clutching his chest, Lin Nian quickly said, "Don't worry, sir, Acheng was just joking. He definitely won't dig up the grave."

Guangjian put his hands on his hips and said, "I'm not leaving today."

Yin Cheng suddenly said, "Old Deng, do you know how Master's father died?"

Guangjian felt inexplicably guilty upon hearing this.

"He died of poisoning."

Yin Cheng stepped forward, grabbed Guangjian's clothes, and tentatively asked, "Hundred-day Fragrance?"

Guangjian pupil earthquake.

He said guiltily, "What 'hundred-day fragrance'? I've never heard of it."

Yin Cheng released him. "So you always knew that Master's father died from Bai Ri Xiang, right?"

Guangjian turned his head to touch the maple tree's branches. "This maple tree is getting bigger and bigger. It will definitely look beautiful this autumn."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Yin Cheng was unusually serious, his face was cold and hard, and his eyes were even colder.

Guangjian exchanged a glance with him, then said dejectedly, "What's the use of telling you? Is this poison something to be proud of? Ningyun suffered while he was alive, and if he's still being talked about after he's dead, then he's just too pitiful."

"At least, I'll kill the person who killed him with my own hands," Yin Cheng said. "Never mind, it doesn't matter now."

"What did you say?" Guangjian asked. "What do you mean by that?"

Yin Cheng said, "You know about zinnia foetida, but you don't know who planted it?"

Guangjian said, "Wasn't Ningyun poisoned when she was in Devil City...?"

"It's Hemu," Yin Cheng said. "The Devil City is a real Devil City; how could they poison our young master like this?"

Seeing Guangjian's incredulous expression, Yin Cheng patted him on the shoulder, "Open the coffin, I need to know what my master left behind."

Yin Cheng calmly said, "I meant it when I said I wanted to dig up the grave. If you disagree, I can knock you out first and then start digging, it's the same thing."

"I'm your grandmaster, after all. Do you think I don't know your own capabilities?"

Guangjian hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "Alright, let's open it."

He turned his back and said, "Be careful, don't disturb our Yun-ge'er."

Yin Cheng said, "Master will understand."

"I'm not trying to be mean, but even if you read Ningyun's notes, what good will it do? People can't come back to life after they're dead. At most, it's just a memory."

Yin Cheng said, "Oh, I actually wanted to see if my master had written about the Devil City. The poison I was poisoned with was a real, genuine poison from the Devil City."

Guangjian was furious again. "I thought you were doing this to find out the truth of what happened back then and to give Ningyun justice. I never expected you were just doing this to cure the poison."

"What else can we do?" Yin Cheng began digging with his Flowing Shadow Blade.

"Ningyun, you've spoiled me for nothing!" Guangjian circled the maple tree several times in anger. "Listen to yourself, is that even human language?"

Yin Cheng said, "Alright, stop wandering around and come help."

Guangjian cursed, "You ungrateful little devil!"

He cursed as he helped dig, and soon he saw the coffin board in the soil.

"When my master died, I didn't even get to see him one last time." Yin Cheng's fingertips gently traced the coffin. "Master..."

Just as Guangjian thought he was about to say something sentimental, he heard him say, "If you're a zombie, bite Lao Deng first, then bite me. Don't bite my husband, leave a living person in our family so he can come and offer incense to us during festivals and such."

Lin Nian: "..."

Yin Cheng said in a low voice, "Don't be angry with me."

After examining it closely, he said, "Take it quickly, and let Ningyun rest in peace."

After waiting for a while, Guangjian couldn't help but ask, "Are you done yet? You're so slow even when you're holding a note. Don't touch Ningyun, or I'll break your hand."

Yin Cheng hesitated for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "Old Deng, are you sure Master's father is buried here, right?"

"Nonsense." Guangjian turned around and looked down. He saw that the coffin was empty. There were no notes or even the body.

He immediately roared, "Which damned grave robber robbed my son Yun'er's grave?!"

Lin Nian knelt on the ground, leaned over the coffin, and sniffed it.

"Ah Cheng, there's a fragrance in this."

Yin Cheng sniffed it. "There is a hint of it. What's that smell? Old Deng, come and smell it."

Guangjian examined it carefully and said, "It's too faint; I can't smell it."

Yin Cheng helped Lin Nian up and immediately closed the coffin.

He threw a whistling arrow into the air.

Soon, a bodyguard appeared.

"Go and call Brother Bai over."

Guangjian plopped down on the ground. "If I find out who stole Ningyun's body, I'll beat their whole family to death."

"Alright, how old are you to still be so hot-blooded?" Yin Cheng said. "What would tomb raiders do with corpses? They're not crazy."

Guangjian choked for a moment, "Then tell me, how come our Yun-ge'er's body is missing?"