readx; In the more than 20 square cabins built at will, Uncle Mao simply soaked a little water for the two of them to sit down.

Chu Feng didn't play any advanced things, and took out a handful of cash from his body, but it was only more than eight thousand and handed it to Uncle Mao: "Uncle Mao, here is more than eight thousand yuan, according to the best specifications, how much does it cost to ask someone to make some feng shui?" ”

Uncle Mao, a rural person all his life, has never seen such a few thousand yuan, but he didn't have any eyes open to money, just glanced at it, and appreciated Yan Qiaoling's vision a little more, so he was calculating there.

After a while, he said: "If you ask someone to do some feng shui from the new repair, it doesn't need to be too expensive, about six or seven thousand yuan is enough, the small countryside in Xining, these are very cheap, of course, if you want the best like those people in the city, twenty or thirty thousand yuan, then you also need it." ”

Chu Feng saw that Yan Qiaoling didn't speak, but the look of anticipation in his eyes was clearly about to make a big deal, and he smiled bitterly at this woman's subtlety, Chu Feng was not a stingy person.

took out the cheque book from his arms, took out a pen and signed a check for one million, and handed it to Uncle Mao: "This is a check for one million, you can pay at sight when you go to any bank in Xining City, and repair the grave for Qiaoling's mother, and improve the road in the village with the rest, it is not very convenient for me to see it when I come." ”

"If you have a surplus, Uncle Mao, you can keep it, as a thank you for taking care of Qiaoling's mother's grave for so many years, you must not refuse, without you, Qiaoling's mother is most likely to be buried at will."

A rural person for a lifetime, an income of two or three thousand yuan a year is already very remarkable, although he has never seen a check, but he also believes that Chu Feng is not a liar, Uncle Mao looked at those few zeros, a piece of paper can go to the bank to get one million, even if Uncle Mao is not that kind of greedy person, his throat is surging.

The best way to repair the grave is only 20,000 or 30,000 yuan, and to improve the path from the village to the cement road, it is at most 200,000 or 300,000 yuan, which can already be done very well.

reacted and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Forget it, I thank you for the people in the village if you have such a heart, but you really don't need a million, 300,000 is enough, and you can do it very well." ”

Chu Feng was stunned, if it was someone else, he would have accepted it unceremoniously, and he didn't want Uncle Mao to refuse, but in this way, Chu Feng also respected the old man in front of him even more, he had been poor all his life, but his bones were stronger than many people.

gave Yan Qiaoling a look, and the latter took the check and slapped it in Uncle Mao's hand with understanding: "Uncle Mao, this is, you can keep what my husband gave you, no one paid attention to my mother at the beginning, it was you who collected her body and buried her, so that I can have a place to worship today." ”

"If you don't accept it today, she won't forgive me in the spirit of heaven, and besides, my man has money, you just take it, it's okay."

When she said that, Yan Qiaoling's face was always unnaturally red, and she scolded in her heart, Chu Feng, you bastard, did you take the opportunity to take advantage of me? But for the sake of the one million check, Yan Qiaoling didn't say anything.

As soon as Yan Qiaoling said that, Chu Feng also meant the same, Uncle Mao couldn't find a reason to refuse, and nodded heavily to accept the one million check, but he had already thought in his heart that he wanted to use the million for the development of the village.

Let those who once looked down on Yan Qiaoling's mother know who gave all this, the simple old man, the mind is naturally not something that ordinary people can understand.

Solved this problem, the time was already more than three o'clock in the morning, Chu Feng and Yan Qiaoling briefly chatted with Uncle Mao, and then walked out of the wooden house to leave, Uncle Mao sent the two to the door, and hesitated to speak: "Qiaoling, your grandma, grandpa, and brother-in-law are still in Chenjia Village, don't you go and have a look?" ”

"Although they didn't care whether your mother lived or died, and they didn't take a bite of food, they were relatives whose blood was thicker than water after all!"

As an old man in the countryside, in his thoughts, how can relatives have overnight hatred, and he feels that Yan Qiaoling is back now, no matter what happened before, it has passed, so he should go to see his relatives.

Yan Qiaoling, who was facing away from Uncle Mao, had a cold killing machine in her eyes, and Chu Feng's heart jumped when she caught it, knowing that Yan Qiaoling had made a killing move.

Hurriedly stretched out a hand to hold Yan Qiaoling, turned back to Uncle Mao and smiled and said, "Uncle Mao, we didn't tell the family when we came, we need to go back in a hurry, anyway, we will come back in the future, and then we will go to see Qiaoling's grandmother and uncle, right?" ”

Uncle Mao didn't doubt him, and nodded with satisfaction: "That's good, that's good, I'll talk to them tomorrow, and make them happy, my granddaughter has grown up!" ”

Chu Feng nodded slightly, said goodbye and pulled Yan Qiaoling straight away, Uncle Mao looked at their backs, closed the wooden door with a smile and went back to rest.

Chu Feng, who walked out for dozens of meters, let go of Yan Qiaoling's hand, and there was a little helplessness in his tone: "I know your feelings, but no matter how they are, they are also your mother's relatives, I believe that if your mother is alive, she doesn't want to see your murderous side, when you don't know, why bother with blood on your hands." ”

"That will only make your mother uneasy in the sky!"

Yan Qiaoling really moved the killing machine at that moment just now, a woman who has never felt family affection in the Yan family for so many years, knowing that the so-called relatives treated her mother like this, the anger can be imagined.

But when he heard Chu Feng's words, he thought of his mother, who had suffered all her life, the murderous intent on his face receded like a tide, and he nodded: "I understand!" ”

Chu Feng believed that Yan Qiaoling really understood, so he didn't say anything anymore, and walked forward to leave, but he suddenly stopped, in Yan Qiaoling's surprised eyes, Chu Feng looked in a direction on the left hand, his left eye directly penetrated the night, and his face changed slightly and pulled Yan Qiaoling: "Go!" ”

Yan Qiaoling hadn't figured out what the situation was, so she was pulled by Chu Feng and ran up, but instead of leaving the village, she went in the direction of the fields in Chenjia Village, and the speed was very fast, just one minute, and she went out for a kilometer.

Yan Qiaoling, who was still curious, began to wonder what Chu Feng wanted to do, but when she saw that in the dark night ahead, a black-clothed figure was running with a woman in her arms, so she understood what it was, and she also accelerated to catch up with all her might, but without Chu Feng's pull, she believed that she would not be able to catch up at all.

Suddenly, the black shadow running in front of him stopped in front of the field, threw the rural woman who had fainted in his hand on the ground, turned to look at Chu Feng and the two who were chasing after him, his eyes swept over the cold, especially when he saw Yan Qiaoling's hand being pulled by Chu Feng, it was even more faint of murder.

Chu Feng and the others stopped ten meters away from the black-clothed young man, and saw that there was nothing wrong with the rural woman on the ground, Chu Feng's eyes stared at the black-clothed young man slightly: "It can be seen that you are a martial artist, and you don't rest in the middle of the night, don't you feel ashamed to do such a thing of robbing the village girl in anger?" ”

Suddenly, a cold light appeared in the hand of the young man in black, and a knife was pointed at the neck of the rural woman on the ground, and his voice was hoarse: "If you don't go to her, you can promise me one condition, otherwise you won't be able to stop me." ”

"Really?" Chu Feng smiled coldly, but he didn't do it immediately: "What conditions?" ”

The young man in black didn't care about any of Chu Feng's mood swings, and pointed at Yan Qiaoling with the other hand and said coldly: "Give me this woman, I can let this woman go, you can not agree, I don't care, but from tonight onwards, I will visit the women of this village once a day!" ”

The threat was obvious, but Yan Qiaoling did not have the slightest fluctuation, just staring at the young man in black with her eyes, and she didn't know why she felt a familiarity in him, she was sure in her heart, it seemed that she had seen this person somewhere.

Chu Feng didn't notice Yan Qiaoling's expression, he just looked at the young man in black with murderous intent: "You don't even dare to show your face, just negotiate terms with me, how can I trust you, and do you think I might agree to you?" ”

"I forgot to tell you, the people around me, a life, even if I give the whole world, I won't change it, so your threat is useless to me!"

"Really?" The black-clothed young man smiled disapprovingly, and a force instantly grabbed the rural woman on the ground in his hand, turned around and jumped into the field, his voice projecting a sneering smile: "If this is the case, we don't need to negotiate, you can bet that I'm just bluffing." ”

The figure flickered, and it was already a hundred meters away, the corners of Chu Feng's mouth hooked a cold and murderous arc, and he held Yan Qiaoling's hand: "Don't worry, I won't sell you!" ”

picked up Yan Qiaoling at once, jumped into the field, and did not even leave a single footprint in his footsteps, as if a dragonfly dotted water, chasing towards the black-clothed young man in the distance, the speed was so fast that it was outrageous, if it was daytime, it would definitely scare a group of people.

One after the other, the young man in black ran with a rural woman in his arms, and Chu Feng followed closely with Yan Qiaoling in his arms, although there was a person in both of them, but the speed did not slow down at all, but became faster and faster.

At the edge of the field, it fell into silence again, and after a while, two figures appeared, if Chu Feng was still here at the moment, he would definitely be happy, because one of the two was Wen Xinxue, and the other was the masked woman who took her.

Looking at the direction of departure, Wen Xinxue's expression was soft, and the masked woman next to her glanced at her lightly, as cold as at the beginning: "See, you were taken away, he was just angry at the time, but now he is with other women, so do you think it's worth it to fall in love with such a man?" ”

Wen Xinxue still maintains that outstanding demeanor like a posthumous **, and is not affected by anything: "You just want me to go with you willingly, why do you want to smear the man I am familiar with to the bones?" ”

"Even if he doesn't remember me in his life, I can have him in my heart, on the contrary, I hope that he won't look for me in his life, so that he can live a better life!"

The masked woman glanced at Wen Xinxue lightly, and then looked at Chu Feng in the direction where they began to leave: "He is chasing one of the Seven Evil Holy Monarchs, after coming out of the Yan family, he has already picked up yin and yang along the way Several women, I have been chasing him, but now Chu Feng has appeared, fate is entangled, that's it!" ”

Turning around and walking to the back road, the masked woman said lightly: "Seven Evil Saint Monarchs, one is alive, seven are present, it is better to kill one than seven, let's go, all this is fate, Chu Feng doesn't want to die, no one can let him die." ”

Wen Xinxue stood quietly for a while, secretly said that fate made people, and followed the masked woman, only a fairy dust-like voice in the night sky.

"Goodbye, my love!"