Chapter 607

The mattress nodded, then sat on the sofa opposite, bit the pipe filled with tobacco in her mouth, lit it with a match, and took a deep breath.

His sitting posture looked very comfortable, and it seemed that he was going to "start from the beginning". But he did not directly get into the topic, pointed to the mud doll placed next to him, and said, "The girl mud doll next to Feng Lingtianxia mud doll is the heroine of our story."

"Wow, it's so beautiful!"

Everyone exclaimed, yes, the image of that girl is really beautiful. From the happy expressions of the two clay dolls, it can be seen that Feng Lingtianxia and this girl are obviously a pair of lovers made of heaven.

"The city of Dongfeng Village has always been very peaceful. For a long time, there has been no struggle between people. Even if there are conflicts, one side will always take the initiative to make concessions. Everyone wants to maintain this peaceful life from the bottom of their hearts.

Every two years, this city will select a recognized beauty. As an image ambassador, it may not be difficult for you to imagine how beautiful she will be. This girl will naturally become the dream lover of boys in the city. Any adult man who is already old can propose to this girl.

"This year's Miss Dongfeng Village is a girl named Dark Litchi. To be honest, it is natural for this child to become Miss Dongfeng Village. I have watched her grow up since I was a child, and no one is more suitable for an ambassador than her. After being elected, she married Xu Biao, a rich man who is fifteen years older than her.

"Yesterday afternoon, Dark Lizhi left home and returned to her mother's residence. The couple's life was not happy. The woman was also worried about her husband's marriage. You should know that divorce is not allowed in Dongfeng Village.

Just last night, her husband died at her home. Because she had a monthly ticket owner, the security system in the home was quite complete. Xu Biao had twelve bodyguards, each of which was extremely strong and brave. Moreover, the house where Xu Biao lived was built with layers of defense. If ordinary people did not receive an invitation, they would not be able to enter.

This morning, Xu Biao’s partner Zhang Heng found that he was strangled to death. I don’t know what the kid was thinking, but he actually suspected that you did it.”

Several people looked at each other: So that's the case. If you bypass the twelve so-called bodyguards and sneak into Xu Biao's room without being discovered, it is indeed not something that ordinary people can do.

But one thing is certain, that is, Xu Biao was not killed by them, and everyone is very clear about this. Lu Xiaofeng looked at Fahai, and the latter shook his head, saying that he had no clue.

Zidie seemed to be more concerned about other issues: "Lu Xiaofeng could see from the expressions of the two mud dolls that it seemed that your nephew and Dark Litchi had already been in love. I mean, I think Dark Litchi should have been your daughter-in-law..."

"Child," said the uncle suddenly frustrated, "Many things cannot be done according to the model you planned. I also know that Feng Lingtianxia loves that girl deeply, but Dark Litchi is someone else's bride."

Zidie nodded, as if she understood the origin of Feng Lingtianxia's cold emotions.

After a while of silence, Lu Xiaofeng came to the plasterer: "Old sir, first of all, I want to thank you for taking us in, but judging from the current situation, it is more appropriate for us to leave."

The uncle obviously didn't expect the young man in front of him to say this. He looked at Lu Xiaofeng strangely and shrugged: "I don't understand what you mean. Judging from your ability to move, you are very strong. It can be seen that each of you is a well-trained author and even has abilities that ordinary people cannot imagine.

If you want to deal with the hostile people of Dongfeng Village, it will be quite easy, but you have not hurt anyone from beginning to end. Are you willing, I can't think of other words to describe your thoughts, accept this kind of trouble?"

Zidie came to Uncle Ergen: "Grandpa, we don't want to leave you, but you should know that people in the city now suspect that we are murderers, and they will inevitably cause trouble for us. If that happens, you might be involved.

You are such a good and kind person, how could we bear to let you suffer such harm? Only by leaving your home can we ensure the safety of you and your nephew. I think this is what Lu Xiaofeng just said."

Uncle Ergen laughed loudly, he held Zidie's hand and nodded seriously: "My cute child, if I doubt you like those people, do you think I, the old man, will you still take you in? I'm almost seventy years old, and I can say that I have seen many people.

When I started helping my second uncle make clay dolls at the age of twelve, I learned things that ordinary people would not master. I judged whether this person is good or bad through human facial organs and expressions.

"Children, I will not misjudgment people. I firmly believe in this: that is, you are not bad people. There is a magical literary power in you. This literary power is so pure and holy that people will not have any evil thoughts when they are in it. Children, tell me, can people with such literary power be bad people?"

Zidie was so moved that tears were rolling in her eyes, and she really didn't know what to say. The uncle smiled and said, "Okay, don't think about these issues anymore. Since I can take you in, I will definitely ensure your safety."

As he said that, he saw that the boys in the team seemed very uncomfortable, stood up and walked to Lu Xiaofeng and his friends:

"As for my nephew Feng Lingtianxia, ​​I hope you don't take it to your heart. This child is spoiled by me, has a stubborn temper, and is a little unsociable. There is no way, my wife brought him to me when I was over thirty years old. I love him very much."

Li Mengji quickly explained that this was not the case, and they did not feel uncomfortable because of this. The uncle smiled and went back to the room. Seeing that Lu Xiaofeng was not speaking, Zidie stabbed him carefully.

Lu Xiaofeng understood Zidie's meaning and whispered: "I think this uncle seems to be hiding something from us. He seems to have told us a few times, but he may not think it is appropriate to tell us, so he didn't say it in the end. But no matter what, his attitude towards us is so enthusiastic and friendly, we can't inquire about his privacy, right?"

Zidie nodded and whispered: "I think this uncle will definitely take unnecessary blame for our arrival. That guy named Zhang Heng will definitely provoke those who don't know the truth to harass the uncle.

So why don’t we put the task at hand first and investigate the real cause of Xu Biao’s death tonight. Maybe we can find the murderer and give us a cleansing, and we won’t cause trouble for Uncle Ergen.”

Everyone agreed with Zi Die's idea, and after discussing the time, they went back to their respective rooms.

The sunset gradually returned from gorgeous to plain, and a faint setting sun also disappeared behind the green mountains. So, the spring breeze blowing on this quiet mountain road began to feel a little chill.

The moon also came out, from the under the mountain valley in the east, gradually rose to the treetops beside the mountain road. A gust of wind blew, the tree shadows swayed, and the moonlight was cut by the wind and scattered on Feng Lingtianxia's face. At this moment, he was sitting on the roof outside his room.

His house is a two-story building. Since he was a child, he liked to climb out of his room along the window before going to bed, look at the moon on the roof, and count the stars.

He is a person who likes to be alone, so his personality is inevitably a little withdrawn; perhaps because of his nature, his greatest ideal is to inherit his second uncle's unique skills in making clay dolls.

In fact, in his opinion, the more people he knows, the more he thinks that the mud doll is the real friend.

Maybe he should be happy because Xu Biao's death vented a lot of the grievances in his heart. But he was not excited about this matter.

The wind blew the long hair on his forehead, and the sways of the moonlight made him obsessed. The night was so quiet that it didn't even sound at all. People who had been tired all day had already lie on the warm bed.

It is easy to fall asleep on such a quiet night. However, there are still many people who have not sleep like Feng Ling Tianxia. Feng Ling Tianxia sat on the roof and saw the door of his house open, six figures flashed out from inside.

Needless to say, Feng Lingtianxia knew that these people were the "network authors" who just lived in his house today.

They are not bad people. Feng Lingtianxia thought, why did they come to this city? It must not be for sightseeing. Forget it, who should care about this? Feng Lingtianxia lay on the rooftop and closed his eyes.

Several people who came out of Feng Lingtianxia's home ran quietly on the deserted street.
Chapter completed!