The little monk also has spring

"What?" Shen Qingfeng was struck by lightning, "Jiuhui...is dead?"

Ren Zixia's tears rolled out, both remorse and self-blame, "It's all my fault, if it wasn't for me, Jiuhui wouldn't have died..."

"What's going on?" Shen Qingfeng's heart was twisted like a knife, his body trembling faintly, "How could Jiuhui..."

Ren Zixia wiped away her tears, and said one by one: "That woman seems to hate men to the core, saying that men in the world don't have a good thing, and she is even more vicious towards Jiuhui."

At this moment, Shen Qingfeng managed to calm down, "Zhu Ji really hates men to the core, but she shouldn't have killed Jiuhui in order to lure me here."

"It's all my fault, if it wasn't for me, Jiuhui wouldn't..."

Ren Zixia's tears fell again, "Because I don't know kung fu, I caught wind and cold on the road and kept coughing. Jiuhui asked the woman to take me to see the doctor. But the woman suddenly went crazy. Palm. Jiuhui was seriously injured, and now he vomited blood, but within half an hour, he... died."

Shen Qingfeng's figure swayed, and he managed to stand still, and said: "Perhaps he can't catch his breath, so he may not be dead. Just tell me, where is Jiuhui now?"

Ren Zixia started to cough again, thought for a while and said: "I only heard that woman said that a man's body is the dirtiest in the world, why not throw it to a mass grave and feed it to the dogs."

"You just wait here, I'll come back when I go," Shen Qingfeng hurriedly said a few words, flew to the hall, woke up Xiaoer who was dozing off in a daze, asked the location of the mass grave, and it was like a string The arrow flew out.

Shen Qingfeng's heart seemed to be pressed by a heavy object, and he could hardly breathe in his chest.He couldn't imagine what he would do if Jiuhui really died.This is Haotian's only heir left in this world, and also his only sustenance in this world.

"Jiuhui, please don't have anything to do..."

Shen Qingfeng's eyes were a little moist, he hadn't shed tears for a long time.

He smiled wryly, "Shen Qingfeng, Shen Qingfeng, I thought you would never cry again in this life."

The moon is very round, the stars are very bright, and every family has fallen asleep, a scene of tranquility and serenity.

After passing through the long stone road, Shen Qingfeng came to the outskirts, and the scene instantly became a little eerie.He felt a little cold, so cold that his upper and lower teeth were chattering.He tightened his gown, and walked quickly along the dirt road Xiaoer said.

After a cup of tea, Shen Qingfeng stopped in his tracks.Under the moonlight, several wild dogs with fierce eyes were staring at him.Shen Qingfeng's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, and the pain caused him to finally shed tears.He raised his hand, and several fan bones shot out.

Immediately afterwards, several screams sounded, which seemed very terrifying in this empty mass grave.

Shen Qingfeng staggered to the front, lay down on the ground and searched desperately.By moonlight, each corpse was carefully identified.The smell of rotting corpses rushed into his nostrils, making Shen Qingfeng feel sick, but he never stood up.

The dirt stained his snow-white gown and his neat nails, but he didn't care.

His eyes can't see these anymore, there are only corpses in his eyes.He must find Jiuhui as soon as possible, so that he can save Jiuhui.He didn't dare to think about it, if Jiuhui was already dead, or was swallowed by wild dogs.

Unexpectedly, after searching every inch of the land, he still couldn't find Jiuhui.

Shen Qingfeng hung his head and did not move.

After some time, he suddenly burst out laughing, tears flowed down his cheeks, "Haotian, it's you, isn't it? You've been joking since you were very young, but you'll still be like this after you die. Haotian, return him to me, I will take good care of him for you, don't worry, okay?"

His voice was hoarse and low, like a wounded beast.

Between heaven and earth, there is silence.

Suddenly, a familiar voice sighed: "Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to care about this little monk."

Shen Qingfeng suddenly raised his head, and saw Crazy Zhang squatting on a sycamore tree three feet away, his mouth was greasy, and he was gnawing on a half-baked roast chicken.

Shen Qingfeng's voice trembled obviously, "Senior..."

Crazy Zhang raised his eyebrows, "Don't talk, wait until I'm full."

Shen Qingfeng was very anxious, but he could only watch helplessly.

After half a quarter of an hour, Crazy Zhang finally wiped his mouth and burped.

Shen Qingfeng couldn't wait any longer, came to the tree and asked: "Senior, please hand over Jiuhui to this junior."

Crazy Zhang jumped down from the tree, put his hand into his arms, scratched it, and said: "I really don't know if I owe you, but the little monk is on top, you can go up by yourself."

Shen Qingfeng's eyes lit up, he said thank you, he touched his feet, and came to the tree. Seeing Jiuhui's eyes closed tightly, but his chest heaved slightly, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took a pulse check, and knew that there was no sign of life Worry, and then I feel relieved.

"I did you such a big favor today, you have to do me a favor too." Crazy Zhang leaned against the tree trunk with an uncertain expression on his face.

Shen Qingfeng was a little funny, before, Crazy Zhang didn't want him to repay his kindness, but this time, he probably encountered some trouble.He responded immediately: "The junior is all ears."

Crazy Zhang looked around and said in a low voice, "If someone asks me later, just say..."

At this moment, an old voice sounded, "Just say that the dead man is here!"

Before the words were finished, an old woman with silver hair was approaching.

Crazy Zhang's complexion changed, and he scolded: "Crazy woman, you have nothing to do all day long, why are you always following me?"

The old woman stared, "What are you talking about? You said you would marry me 40 years ago, but you haven't fulfilled your promise until today. Why do you say I follow you? If you run away again, I will break your legs!" "

While talking, crackling, the two have dismantled hundreds of moves.The two beat and scolded, and soon disappeared.

Shen Qingfeng looked amused, looked down at Jiuhui who was still asleep, his heart became heavy again, and hurried to Mingyue Inn.

Jiuhui was seriously injured, and Ren Zixia suffered from the wind and cold again, so the three of them stayed at the Mingyue Inn.

It has been more than half a month since Jiuhui's injury has healed.Jiuhui was worried about missing the hero meeting, and saw that Ren Zixia's injury had healed, so he proposed to go on the road.

Shen Qingfeng had no choice but to agree.

The three left the town and headed towards Jizhou.In a few days, I arrived in Qinghe County.But it is said that Qinghe County is only a few hundred miles away from Jizhou, and it can reach Jizhou in ten days at most.

It was getting late at that time, and the three decided to stay in the inn for one night, and then set out on the road the next day.

The inn is called Qinghe Inn, a small building with three floors, very spacious.The hall was already full of people from all corners of the country, with swords and guns in hand, and swords and halberds in their backs.

The three of them chose a table in the back and sat down. It was not eye-catching, but had a great view.There was a lot of noise in the hall, the sound of bragging, punching, and drinking was endless.

At some point, the hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone was staring at the door intently.The three of them followed the trend, and saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl walking in the door, with creamy skin and a fairy-like appearance.Many people's eyes were straightened, and the wine glass accidentally dropped, splashing the wine all over the floor.

Behind the girl was a young man in his twenties, who was the young master of the Mo family village, Mo Yan.

Then, the three of them understood that this girl was Mo Feifei, the number one beauty in the world.

Mo Yan glanced around the hall, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Good friends, it's been a long time." He pulled Mo Feifei and walked towards the innermost table, regardless of everyone's fiery enthusiasm. All eyes stopped on his hand of Lamo Feifei.

The three of Shen Qingfeng stood up, cupped their hands, "What a coincidence, I met Mr. Mo here."

Mo Yan pointed to the girl, "This is my sister, Mo Feifei."

Mo Feifei saluted, turned his eyes to Shen Qingfeng and the three, and said with a smile: "Just then I heard that my brother said that he met a few good friends on the road, but I didn't expect to meet them here by chance."

Ren Zixia smiled, took Mo Feifei's hand, and said, "Sister, do you still remember me?"

Mo Feifei nodded, and held Ren Zixia's hand behind his back, "How dare my sister forget? Every time I hear my mother say that my sister is virtuous and virtuous, whoever marries her is a great blessing."

The two of you said something to each other, but they chatted enthusiastically.

Mo Yan sat down and began to tell the story of the farewell.

It turned out that Mo Yan and others waited until dawn and did not see Shen Qingfeng coming back, so they followed Shen Qingfeng's words and set out on the road.When they arrived in Liaocheng, Guan Xun came with his disciples, so Mo Yan bid farewell to Shangguan brothers and sisters.Unexpectedly, Mo Feifei had figured out that he was going to come here, and had already been waiting in Qinghe County.As soon as the waiter arrived, he was caught straight.

Mo Yan sighed, "My sister has always been able to pinch and count, even if it is Monkey King, it is hard to escape her Five Fingers Mountain."

Shen Qingfeng smiled slightly, "I'm afraid not necessarily. From my point of view, Miss Mo has a good older brother. If it wasn't for worrying about Miss Mo, why would Mr. Mo come to this muddy water."

"I can't help it. My sister has been arrogant since she was a child. As the eldest brother, I have to spend a lot of time. If you really find me a hunchback and lame to be my sister-in-law, I will really hit the wall." Mo Yan smiled wryly, and watched Shen Qingfeng glanced, "If Mr. Shen is like this, then he is Amitabha."

Shen Qingfeng shook his head, and sighed: "It's a pity that Shen doesn't have such a blessing."

"Don't be modest," Mo Yan said as his eyes became brighter as he pulled Shen Qingfeng's arm, "Brother Shen is a handsome man with a handsome demeanor. Although he is a little older, as the saying goes, older men know how to love their wives. Still I think it's you, Brother Shen."

Shen Qingfeng thought it was funny, just now he was talking about Mr. Shen, and he became brother Shen in the blink of an eye, and said seriously: "Mr. Mo, don't joke anymore, Mr. Shen absolutely can't, because Mr. Shen already has someone he likes."

After hearing this, Ren Zixia, Mo Feifei, and Jiuhui all stared at Shen Qingfeng without blinking.

Shen Qingfeng sighed, with a hint of helplessness on his face, "It's a pity that my wife is so beautiful and has passed away for many years. But my husband and I have always had a good relationship, and Shen has no intention of remarrying."

"Brother Shen is still so young, wouldn't it be a pity to live alone for the rest of his life?" Mo Yan sighed and asked half tentatively.

Shen Qingfeng shook his head, "Shen has already made up his mind, Mr. Mo doesn't need to mention it anymore."

For a while, several people fell silent.

Jiu Hui's stomach grumbled, breaking the embarrassment.

Shen Qingfeng couldn't help smiling, and put a chopstick of vegetables into Jiuhui's bowl, "Okay, let's eat quickly."

Jiuhui blushed, hummed, and began to bury his head in his meal.

It was night, Jiuhui experienced the second insomnia after going down the mountain.