Chapter 1123

In the small wooden house of more than 20 square meters, uncle Mao simply soaked a little water for them and sat down.

Chu Feng didn't play any profound things. He took out a handful of cash from his body, but only handed it to Uncle Mao in the form of 8000 yuan: "Uncle Mao, here is more than 8000 yuan. According to the best specifications, how much does it cost to ask someone to do some Fengshui?"

When did Uncle Mao see such thousands of yuan in rural areas all his life, but he didn't have a look of opening his eyes to money. He just took a look and appreciated Yan Qiaoling's eyes a little more, and he calculated it there.

After a while, he said, "it doesn't need to be too expensive to ask someone to do some geomantic omen. It's about 6000 yuan or 7000 yuan. It's very cheap in the small rural areas of Xining. Of course, if you want the best, like those people in the city, it's worth 20000 yuan or 30000 yuan."

Chu Feng looks at Yan Qiaoling and doesn't speak, but the look in her eyes shows that she wants to make a big fuss. She smiles bitterly at the woman's implicitness, and Chu Feng is not a mean person.

He took out the checkbook from his arms, took out his pen, and signed a check for one million yuan. He handed it to Uncle Mao: "this is a check for one million yuan. You can pay at sight when you go to any bank in Xining city. You can repair the grave for Qiaoling's mother, and the rest of the improvement of the road in the village is not very convenient when I come."

"If there is a balance, please keep it, uncle Mao. Thank you for taking care of Qiaoling's mother's tomb for so many years. You must not refuse. Without you, the most likely thing for Qiaoling's mother is to be buried at will."

The income of a lifetime of rural people is two or three thousand yuan a year. Although he has never seen a check, he also believes that Chu Feng is not a liar. If Uncle Mao looks at those zeros, he can get one million yuan from the bank with a piece of paper. Even though he is not a greedy person, his throat is surging.

The best way to repair the tomb is 20000 yuan and 30000 yuan. To improve the path from the village to the cement road, which is at most 200000 yuan, can be done well.

After that, he quickly waved his hand and said, "forget it. I thank you for the people in the village, but it doesn't need one million, three hundred thousand, and it can be done well."

She gave Yan Qiaoling a look, and the latter took the check and slapped it in Uncle Mao's hand: "Uncle Mao, this is from my husband. You can take it. At the beginning, no one paid attention to my mother. It was you who gathered her body and buried her. Today, I can have a place to worship."

"If you don't take it today, the spirit of heaven will not forgive me. Moreover, if my man has money, you can take it. It's OK."

When she said that, Yan Qiaoling's face was always unnatural. She scolded in her heart, Chu Feng, you son of a bitch, did you take the opportunity to take advantage of me? But for the sake of the million checks, Yan Qiaoling didn't say anything.

Yan Qiaoling said that Chu Feng also meant the same thing. Uncle Mao still wanted to refuse, but he couldn't find a reason. He nodded and accepted a million cheques, but he had already thought that he would use the million yuan in the development of the village.

Let those who once looked down on Yan Qiaoling's mother know who gave it all. The simple old man's mind is not what ordinary people can understand.

After solving this problem, it was already more than three o'clock in the morning. Chu Feng and Yan Qiaoling had a simple chat with Uncle Mao. They went out of the wooden house and prepared to leave. Uncle Mao sent them to the door and hesitated and said, "Qiaoling, your grandmother and grandfather, as well as my brother-in-law, are still in chenjiacun. Don't you go and have a look?"

"Although they didn't care about your mother's life or death, they were relatives whose blood was thicker than water."

As an old man in the countryside, in his mind, there is no overnight feud among his relatives. He thinks that Yan Qiaoling is back now. No matter what happened before, she should go to see her relatives.

Yan Qiaoling's back to Uncle Mao's eyes flashed by Sen Leng. When Chu Feng caught her, she felt a lump in her heart and knew that Yan Qiaoling had killed her.

Quickly put out a hand to hold Yan Qiaoling, turned back to Uncle Mao with a smile and said, "Uncle Mao, we didn't say to our family that we need to rush back. Anyway, we will come back later. Then we will go to see Qiaoling's grandmother and uncle, right

Uncle Mao did not doubt that he had him. He nodded happily: "well, 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 took Yan Qiaoling straight away. Uncle Mao looked at their backs and closed the wooden door with a smile and went back to have a rest.

Chu Feng released Yan Qiaoling's hand a few meters away, with a little helplessness in her tone: "I know how you feel, but how they are not your mother's relatives. I believe that if your mother is alive, you don't want to see your killing side. If you don't know, why do you need to dye your hands with blood."

"That will only upset your mother in the day!"

Yan Qiaoling really killed her at that moment. The woman who had never felt kinship for so many years in Yan's family knew that her so-called family members treated her mother like this. It is conceivable that she was angry.But when he heard Chu Feng's words, he thought of his mother who had been miserable all his life. The killing opportunity on her face faded like the tide and nodded: "I understand!"

Chu Feng believed that Yan Qiaoling really understood, so he stopped talking. He went forward to prepare to leave, but suddenly stopped. In Yan Qiaoling's surprised eyes, Chu Feng looked at a direction on his left hand side. His left eye directly penetrated the night, and his face changed slightly, pulling Yan Qiaoling: "go!"

Before Yan Qiaoling knew what was going on, she was driven by Chu Feng, but she was not on the way out of the village, but on the way to the field of Chenjia village. The speed was very fast. In only one minute, she went out one kilometer away.

Yan Qiaoling, who was still curious, began to wonder what chufeng wanted to do. But seeing a figure in black running with a woman in front of her in the dark, she understood what was common and tried her best to speed up the chase. However, without the help of Chu Feng, she believed that she could not catch up.

All of a sudden, the black shadow running in front of the field stops and throws the fainting rural woman on the ground. She turns to look at the two Chu Feng people who are chasing them. Her eyes are cold. Especially when she sees Yan Qiaoling's hand being pulled by Chu Feng, it is a light killing opportunity.

Chu Feng and Chu Feng stopped ten meters away from the young man in black to see that there was nothing wrong with the rural women on the ground. Chu Feng's eyes slightly solidified and looked at the young man in Black: "it can be seen that you are a martial arts man. You don't feel ashamed to make such a thing of robbing village women by anger and resentment?"

Suddenly, a cold light appeared in the hands of the young man in black. A knife pointed to the neck position of the rural woman on the ground, and his voice was hoarse: "if you don't go up to her, promise me a condition, or you can't stop me."

"Is it?" Chu Feng sneered, but did not immediately start: "what conditions?"

The young man in black didn't care about Chu Feng's emotional fluctuation. Another pointed to Yan Qiaoling and said coldly, "give me this woman. I can let this woman go. You can't agree. I don't care. But from tonight on, I'll patronize the women in this village every day."

But Yan Qiaoling didn't have any fluctuation. She just fixed her eyes on the young man in black. She didn't know why she felt familiar with him. She was sure that she had seen this man somewhere.

Chu Feng didn't notice Yan Qiaoling's look. He just looked at the young man in Black: "you don't even dare to show your face. Just talk to me about the conditions. How can I believe you? And do you think I may promise you?"

"Forget to tell you, the people around me, a life, even if give me the whole world will not change, so your threat, to me useless!"

"Is it?" The young man in black sneered, and a force instantly grasped the rural woman on the ground, turned around and jumped into the field, and his voice projected a grim smile: "even then, we don't need to negotiate. You can bet that I'm just bluffing."

His body twinkled, and he had gone a hundred meters away. Chu Feng's mouth curled up a cold arc of killing, holding Yan Qiaoling's hand: "don't worry, I won't sell you!"

She picked up Yan Qiaoling and jumped into the field with light steps and even no footprints left. It was like a dragonfly skimming the water. She chased after the young man in black who was far away. The speed was so fast that she would frighten a group of people if it was in the daytime.

One after another, the young man in black ran with a rural woman in his arms, while Chu Feng and Yan Qiaoling followed him. Although both of them had one person in their hands, the speed did not mean to slow down at all, but it was getting faster and faster.

At the edge of the field, she fell into silence again. After a while, two figures appeared. If Chu Feng was still here, she would be happy because one of them was wenxinxue and the other was a masked woman who took her away.

Looking at the direction of leaving, wenxinxue looks soft. The masked woman next to her has a light look, which is as cold as the beginning: "see, you were taken away. He was just angry at that time, but now he is with other women. So, do you think it is worth falling in love with such a man?"

Wenxinxue still maintains that kind of outstanding style of independence, not affected by anything: "you just want me to go with you willingly, why should I discredit the man I am familiar with in my bones?"

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

The masked woman glanced at wenxinxue lightly, and then looked at the direction of Chu Feng's departure: "he pursued one of the seven evil kings. After he came out from Yan's family, he had collected Yin and tonic Yang along the way. I've been chasing him, but now Chu Feng appears, fate is entangled, just!"

Turning to the back of the road, the masked woman said faintly: "seven evil kings, a life, seven show, kill one is better than seven, go, all these are destiny, Chu Feng does not want to die, no one can let him die."

Wenxinxue stood quietly for a while, and a fate made a person in the dark, followed the masked woman, only a fairy dust like voice in the night sky."Goodbye, my love!"

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