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    The uncle who was fierce just now fell to the ground with blood dripping from his mouth.

    This kind of brutal scene is definitely a super shock to Feng Qing.

    She looked at it with a thud.

    This, this…

    Because the impact was too great, the expression on Feng Qing's face was blank.

    She was so close to the fool next to her that she could even feel that he wanted to probe to see what was going on there.

    I have to say that although Feng Qing is often a little unreliable on weekdays, she has always been ok with children. Her friends have always liked to make fun of her mother's love overflowing.

    Feng Qing doesn't know if this is a mother's love, but sometimes when he looks at the cub, he always has the urge to be an old hen, if he is more obedient Cub, then Feng Qing's state will be even stronger.

    It just so happens that the fool next to him is not too old, his mind is even smaller, and he is quite well-behaved.

    So, she blocked it subconsciously.

    Everyone next to him was stunned. None of them found out what happened to the elder. They just felt that he fell down inexplicably.

    Even when he had an accident, Feng Wuhen's eyes were not on him.

    Knives or swords are still needed to kill people, but right now, Feng Wuhen doesn't even seem to make a move.

    No, maybe he has already shot, but no one has kept up with his speed.

    There is a small pool of blood on the ground in front of the elder, and the color of the blood is still bright, I am afraid that after a while, the color will become slightly darker.

    If such blood falls on snow-white clothes, it will be as beautiful and mournful as the red plum in the snow.

    Whoever heard what Feng Wuhen said just now would think that he wanted these red plums to bloom on his clothes.

    However…

    Feng Wuhen just took a step away.

    Chu Changzui was stunned for a moment when he saw her movements.

    He knew that the shopkeeper had always been a one-of-a-kind character in the inn, and rarely saw the shopkeeper go back on his words.

    For example, the shopkeeper wants to eat braised pork at noon today, so she must eat this meat, and it is absolutely impossible to change the pork in the middle.

    So the shopkeeper's appearance today is very unusual.

    What is the reason for the abnormality of the shopkeeper?

    …

    Obviously, no one except Chu Changzui noticed this little action of the shopkeeper.

    What everyone paid more attention to was the elder who kept moaning on the ground, and his back became cold when he looked at it.

    This is Wind Wuhen.

    Even if it was a shot, no one could see exactly how he shot it. In the world, he can kill whoever he wants.

    Feng Wuhen's face was still expressionless, Bai Yan'er looked at Feng Wuhen's face at this moment, and for the first time did not feel Feng Wuhen scary.

    Instead, she suddenly felt heavy in her heart, as if there was an extra wall to keep out the wind and rain. This was the first time in her life that she had such a feeling.

    Feng Wuhen's eyes were still cold, he looked around him expressionlessly, and almost everyone he saw avoided him subconsciously. Eye.

    Feng Qing looked at the group of people around and felt that they were really insane.

    The uncle has been rolling on the ground for so long, and none of them have come to help call a doctor? What do you mean, just wait for him to die, and then wait for the family property to be divided.

    She had the heart to help and shout, but for some reason, the uncle didn't look at anyone, he kept staring at Feng Qing with a terrible look, that kind of look made Feng Qing always felt that this uncle wanted to touch her.

    Uncle, the conscience of heaven and earth, she didn't do anything.

    Feng Qing was looked at.

     "Wind Wuhen is as terrifying as the rumors say."

    Almost in an instant, the few elders of the Jieyi Pavilion left in the field made up their minds.

    "No confrontation, go!"

    They slowly stepped back.

    Right now, what they are most worried about is that Feng Wuhen will start killing, not only killing the elder, but even them.

    However, what makes people feel strange is that although Feng Wuhen has been watching them, he has not shot, just watching.

    Feng Wuhen is a little unusual today, what is going on? This question popped up in everyone's mind.

    But right now, most people are in a panic, so they don't have the heart to pay attention to some more detailed things, and they just retreat in a hurry.

    Chu Changzui looked around in the field, then suddenly turned his head and looked at the silly boy.

    Many maids and waiters present also looked at their sons with worried eyes. After all, those who had left the clothes were gone, but their sons still stayed in this place. It looks like the hands of a murderer.

    At this moment, no one holds the hope that the young master can escape from Feng Wuhen alive.

    Even Bai Yaner and Feng Xiruo next to Chu Changzui.

    "Let's... do you want to go down and persuade the shopkeeper?" Bai Yan'er whispered.

    Feng Xiruo reached out and stopped her.

    "Don't go down." His expression was serious, "It's not as simple as you think people who go into trouble are not as simple as you think. If you go down rashly at this moment, you will die."

    "But..." Bai Yan'er struggled for a while, but still bit her lip and didn't move.

    Chu Changzui looked at it and felt that something was wrong.

    He remembered what the son-in-law said to the shopkeeper just now.

    "You look so good."

    A strange thought struck him suddenly.

    He hissed.

    Wait, the shopkeeper broke his oath, was it because of... him?

    No, not likely.

    Chu Changzui thought for a while, then shook his head and laughed.

    No, absolutely impossible, he must be thinking too much.

    The shopkeeper, how could it be because of this fool that he stopped.

    …

    Feng Qing turned her head and glanced at this silly boy, and suddenly remembered what her mother said to her when she had nothing to teach her on weekdays.

    Her mother is a person who scolds her that she can sit there for three days and three nights, and sometimes Feng Qing doesn't know where her mother came up with those words.

    But there is one thing to say, some of which are quite useful to scare children, at least Feng Qing grew up beside her mother when she was a child, and became a bit of social fear, but always In terms of people with normal three views, they didn't say that they complained about society, and they didn't say that they had a dark mind or anything.

    This little boy in front of him seems to be in a bad situation in their house and he is also stupid.

    However, although this boy looks stupid, if he scare him with words to scare children, can he be a little "smarter"?

    You must know that children do not understand some truths, and they can still be frightened by fright.

    Feng Qing began to think about what her mother usually scolded herself.

    Chu Changzui was thinking about it, and suddenly heard the shopkeeper below speak.

    Her voice was cold.

    Actually, the shopkeeper's voice has always been very good. Although the shopkeeper doesn't like to talk much in the inn, even if he talks most of the time, he is asking Li Qi what to eat... But Chu Changzui still wants to say, The shopkeeper's voice was like a clear spring.

    Even as cold as ice.

    "Why are you so stupid, just now everyone knew not to run out, but you want to run out?"

    —You know, this sentence is basically what Feng Qing's mother used to teach her.

    Her mother liked to train her like this: "Everyone's children know how to do it, but why can't you keep up? Can't you follow the trend?"

    Feng Qing thinks that she has imitated the essence of her mother's voice now.

    She even imitated the voice of her mother when she scolded her vividly, that kind of indescribable feeling of disgust.

    How about? Is it time to reflect on it?

    Feng Qing is full of confidence.

    However…

    What she didn't notice was that after she finished saying this, the air in the field froze.

    Everyone held their breath for a moment.

    Many people even widened their eyes and looked there in shock. Chu Changzui suddenly felt that his three views had collapsed.

    He, he…

    That stupid boy still didn't know what happened, he still stood there quietly, but even when he heard Feng Qing scolding him, he was not angry, he still laughed stupidly .

    When Feng Qing saw it, she said no, this stupid child.

    This is sooner or later deceived clean material.

    "Your voice sounds good too." The fool said with a smile.

    Totally wrong!

    Feng Qing wanted to hold her forehead for a moment, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that the fool wanted to look behind her head.

    How does this work?

    How could Feng Qing let a fool watch that terrible scene, who knows what happened to the uncle, whether it was a heart attack or a brain attack.

    She "tsk" and continued to speak in the voice her mother used to frighten children.

    "Don't make a sound." Everyone present heard Feng Wuhen say coldly.

    "There is a strange sound over there, what's the matter?" said the silly boy.

    "Nothing." Feng Wuhen said coldly.

    "It's just someone with a stomachache."

    The people around them all involuntarily turned their eyes to the man on the ground.

    This...is this a stomachache?

    Feng Qing did not feel guilty about lying.

    She thought about it, and simply changed the way her mother coaxed her when she was a child.

    Everyone saw that Feng Wuhen stretched out a hand and lightly covered the eyes of the fool in front of him, then turned his head slowly.

    Everyone saw his pale but expressionless face, but when he turned his head, he looked down at the blood on the ground, and no one could guess what he was thinking .

    Feng Qing covered the silly boy's eyes, she felt the silly boy's eyelashes flutter back and forth, scratching her hand a little.

    It felt like catching a tiny moth.