Chen Feng didn’t know how Qianer left, and even at that moment, he passed out into a coma.
When he was in a trance, he was ready to die with Qian’er, but he still underestimated the exhaustion of the spirit at that time, and he couldn’t even lift his hands and fainted directly on Qian’er.
After he woke up, Qianer was naturally gone, and Chen Feng was the only one left here.
A note was left on the cupboard next to the bed, and Chen Feng picked it up and looked at it.
“I didn’t kill you, just because I didn’t want to.”
Only this sentence was left on the note.
Chen Feng didn’t understand why, and only regarded it as she was expressing her kindness.
After packing up, he returned to the small courtyard, first found Long Ling and asked her to confirm his state.
After some observation, Long Ling said, “Have you looked for that woman?”
Chen Feng nodded, looking at Long Ling’s expression, it seemed that the poison had indeed been cured.
“You want to kill her?” I don’t know where Long Ling saw it, but Chen Feng nodded again.
“I really want to kill her. She and I were originally enemies. Since she didn’t die, it naturally means that I will die.”
Long Ling asked again, “But you didn’t do it?”
Chen Feng remained silent. He did feel softened. The rope that should have been unable to be loosened, but when he woke up, loosened it.
But he has nothing to regret, but he did not die either.
After leaving Long Ling, Chen Feng suddenly felt a sense of loss, but he couldn’t explain this feeling clearly, just lingering in his heart.
In a farmhouse in the suburbs that had been vacant for a long time, a figure suddenly appeared. Many people found it strange, but no one came to ask.
The man living inside took off his mask, revealing his thirty-something face inside. Even here, he removes his beard every day to make people look refreshed.
After a period of physical training, he knew that Chihiro Yi was dead the day before yesterday. He was a little sad, and he lay down on the bed for an afternoon, feeling as if he had lost something.
But in the evening, he stood up vigorously and finished some chores at the door.
But when he was about to go back, he saw someone coming here at the intersection, so he stood at the door and waited.
When someone walked in, he recognized him and asked, “Are you coming for me?”
The guy wears a ghost mask and can’t see his face, but he still knows the other person.
“Are there anyone else here besides you?” Guimianren replied, “By the way, you know that Chihiro Art is dead, right.”
He said: “I just found out this morning. It seems that he died yesterday.”
The Ghost Face asked, “Since he is dead, what do you do next?”
He hadn’t thought about this problem either. He just had a deep hatred with Qianxunyi. Although he could not kill him with his own hands, he didn’t have so many demands now.
“I don’t know either.” He answered honestly.
The ghost face said, “How about killing someone for me?”
He asked, “Who?”
“A man named Chen Feng.”
He chewed the name twice and said: “How much is he worth?”
He is a killer, and natural killing is to settle accounts.
Guimian said humanely: “It’s expensive! As long as you kill him, it will be enough for you to spend a lifetime.”
He thought for a while and said, “Okay, I’ll take it.”
Although Guimianren couldn’t see the smile, he laughed.
But at this moment, he suddenly shot, and the hatchet that hadn’t been put down in his hand directly smashed over.
The Ghost Face didn’t react for a while, and was chopped with a hatchet in an instant. The blade plunged into the shoulder, splitting a big hole, and the shoulder blades there should also be broken.
He wanted to pull out the hatchet again, but the blade was stuck in the bone and it was not easy to pull it out.
The Ghost Face also immediately distanced himself from him. He endured the severe pain and asked, “Why are you doing this?”
But he sneered: “Do you think I need to talk nonsense with a dead person?”
Although the hatchet in his hand was taken away by Guimian, he immediately picked up a long stick and rushed towards Guimian’s forehead.
The blood flow on Guimian’s shoulders continued, and his physical strength was also rapidly lost. He turned around to escape, but the long stick had been aimed at his head.
When the stick body touched the forehead, it broke directly, and the other section that flew out was stuck in the mud a few meters away.
The ghost face fell to the ground without being able to hold it anymore.
He walked to the dead body of Guimian and pulled out the hatchet.
“Come out, you’ve been watching for so long.” He seemed to be talking to himself, and there were no other people around.
But then a dark shadow came out in the gloom.
It was a woman’s figure, quite tall.
“It was Snow Wolf who asked you to watch me!” He said to the woman.
The woman did not answer, but just said: “He is not alone, they are a whole, if you kill him now, they will find you.”
But he didn’t take it seriously: “If they come, I will wait for them.”
The woman stopped talking, and he actively asked, “Now that there is no head of the thousands of families, it is a time of great chaos, don’t you have any action?”
The woman said: “I am only responsible for looking after you. I don’t need to pay attention to other things.”
It seemed that the woman was a little rigid, so he stopped asking, just said, “If you are a corpse, you should help solve it.”
He thought for a while, and then asked, “Since the snow wolf has left me here, he hasn’t told me why? You don’t know at all?”
The woman shook her head silently.
He only treated as a woman and didn’t want to tell him, so he shook his head and walked back to the farmhouse.
The woman was left looking at the corpse on the ground, and then went straight to drag the corpse, and walked towards the farmland on the side.
This dead guy was naturally the one who designed to ambush Chen Feng that day, but he might not have thought that it was just a day’s effort to be buried in the farmland as waste from the rice field.
In Qianjia, on the same night, the moon in the sky appeared and disappeared from time to time.
Chihiro Yi’s funeral is not over yet, but Chihiro Ken leaves the scene.
There is an osmanthus forest at the northwestern foot of Qianjia. This is the place where Chen Feng visited Qianjia for the first time. After Qianhiro Qian left the venue, he came directly here.
But as soon as I stepped in, I felt that someone had already come, and it seemed that he hadn’t left yet.
He shouted, “Who is it?”
Qian Xueqiu had to stand out from the forest with a smile.
Qianhiro Ken looked at him somewhat unexpectedly, naturally he didn’t expect him to appear here.
“Why are you here?” Qianhiro Ken asked.
“Naturally, I am waiting for you, Uncle Qian,” Qian Xueqiu said with a smile.