Chapter 17 is over [Ask for a collection.commuter pass]

Qin Sheng once read a sentence, what height does a man have to reach in his lifetime to avoid dying nameless?

Is South Korea equal?

It seems that his death only caused ripples in the upper circles, but for most ordinary people, his death is like a piece of gravel thrown into a lake, which cannot set off a monstrous wave, and is insignificant at all.

And what about yourself?

If there is really an accident on this trip to Tianshui, how many people will know that they are dead, and how many people will cry for themselves?

Qin Sheng laughed self-deprecatingly, so he can't die yet, so let's have a good fight, anyway, in the past two years, it's not the first time that he has encountered this kind of crisis.

The high-end and high-grade Gulfstream G450, this is Qin Sheng's first time on a private jet, and he is not the slightest excited, after all, he is not a stunned young man who has never seen the world, because of the character cultivated by his grandfather since he was a child, he does not value these things outside his body.

Han Bing, who was sitting opposite, was also looking out the window in a daze, maybe what she was thinking was exactly what Qin Sheng thought, the urn of Han Ping and his wife was placed on the seat next to him, and Chen Beiming and Wu Lao were sitting in the back.

"I didn't sleep last night, I'll sleep when I'm sleepy, I'll call you later, there are still a lot of things to be busy in Tianshui" Qin Sheng felt a little sorry for Han Bing, and said softly.

Han Ping's death hit Han Bing very hard, from that day on, she could never go back to the way she was before, and she felt that the invisible pressure was about to crush her.

"Hmm" Han Bing nodded, she was really too sleepy, so she closed her eyes and rested, and fell asleep not long after.

Qin Sheng looked at Han Bing, who was already exhausted, the whole person had lost weight in the past few days, his face was pale, and his eyes were black, how could he still meet Bai Fumei, who was arrogant and arrogant to him for the first time.

Alas, Qin Sheng sighed.

Our parents are our biggest support, and when they fall one after another, at that time, we who don't want to grow up have to grow up.

It takes two and a half hours to fly directly from Shanghai to Tianshui, Gansu.

Tianshui is a small city, but in the western region, except for the provincial capital, it is already a good city, so Tianshui Airport is very small, and the usual route is only to a few nearby provincial capitals.

When the plane landed and Han Bing and Qin Sheng each walked out of the airport with the urns of Han Ping and his wife, Han Bing took a deep breath of some dry air, gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, Mom, we're going home"

The air is filled with the smell of loess and sand, and it is already the end of October, and compared to the relatively warm Shanghai, it has already entered the rhythm of winter.

On the airport apron, all the relatives of the Han family have been waiting for a long time, one person has the Taoist chicken dog ascending to heaven, Han Ping has unlimited scenery in Shanghai, and these relatives of his hometown have also become a local tyrant under his protection, which Han Ping is still relatively generous.

Han Ping's hometown is a distance from Tianshui City, located in the mountains 30 kilometers southeast of the city, belonging to Maiji District, the most famous place near is Maiji Grottoes, but there is still a distance from their Hanjia Village.

Accustomed to seeing the high-rise buildings in Shanghai, and then look at the endless mountains in the northwest, in fact, there is also a unique charm, this mountain is called Longshan, and Zhongnan Mountain belongs to the Qinling Mountains, Hanjia Village is at the foot of a hill, this hill is also called Wangye Mountain, there has been no Wangye, the most powerful person has ever been Han Ping.

This is Han Ping's hometown, Han Ping has not forgotten this place after the development of Han Ping, the village roads and the roads leading to the outside provincial roads are all repaired by Han Ping, as well as the new houses and a small square of these dozens of families in the village, which are also paid by Han Ping.

Although the relatives of the Han family basically moved to the city or Lanzhou, they will return to their hometown during the New Year's holidays, so this time Han Ping had an accident, and the villagers came to help.

Qin Sheng, who has lived in Zhongnan Mountain since he was a child, has a natural sense of intimacy with the mountains, sitting in the car and staring at the mountains outside, Han Bing, who was sitting in the back row, asked, "Is this far away from Xi'an?"

Qin Sheng pondered for a moment and said, "It's not far, it's three hundred kilometers east from Tianshui to Xi'an, and it's only a few hours away."

"Oh, I haven't been to Xi'an yet," Han Bing whispered.

Qin Sheng nodded and said, "If you have a chance, I'll take you for a walk."

"Why don't we go to Xi'an the day after tomorrow?" Han Bing was reluctant to go back to Shanghai, wanting to take a good break outside.

But how dare Qin Sheng let her stay because it was more and more dangerous, not to mention that there were still many things in Shanghai that Han Bing needed to deal with, so Qin Sheng didn't answer.

After arriving at Hanjia Village, Qin Sheng saw from afar that tents for red and white ceremonies had been set up in the small square, the villagers were busy, and the cooks and women were preparing flowing water mats, and the mourning hall of Han Ping and his wife was set up in the courtyard of the Han family, which was the same as the customs and habits in Xi'an.

When the convoy arrived at the Han family, the relatives of the Han family gathered around, the women began to cry bitterly, and Han Ping's cousins and cousins, Qin Sheng didn't know which of them was really sad and who was pretending to be sad?

The funeral band also sounded mourning music at this time, the atmosphere was extremely sad at this time, Han Bing was already in tears, Qin Sheng and Chen Beiming were just following behind, they were afraid that someone would fish in troubled waters.

Han Bing's uncle was in charge of the entire funeral, and under his guidance, everyone entered the gate of Han's house, invited the urn of Han Ping and his wife into the mourning hall, and then began to burn incense and kowtow and so on.

Regardless of whether it is the Han family or other households in Hanjia Village, the houses are the kind of bungalows common in the northwest, with a front yard, a front yard, a main house and a backyard.

Han Bing was wearing filial piety clothes, and Han Ping's nephews, nieces, nephews, and nieces knelt on both sides, greeting relatives and friends who came to mourn.

Wu Lao went out for a stroll, Qin Sheng and Chen Beiming stood next to him, Chen Beiming said in a low voice, "You go to eat first, and then change me later"

The two have already discussed that they will not leave Han Bing for twenty-four hours, and one person must be present at any time.

The funeral will continue until tomorrow morning, after the burial, and this time is also the most chaotic and complicated, the time gradually passes, the dusk comes and goes, and finally the night ushers in again.

At night in the northwest, it's really a bit cold.

At this time, Qin Sheng and Chen Beiming were even more worried, always vigilant against unknown dangers, and after the end of the flowing water banquet in the evening, there was a simple memorial service, and Han Ping's brother wanted to read the eulogy.

The outside was crowded with onlookers of relatives and friends, and when the memorial service was completed, when Han Bing got up and wanted to go out conveniently, the crisis finally appeared.

A man wearing white filial piety hid a dagger in his hand, blending in the crowd, his eyes were grim towards Han Bing, Chen Beiming and Qin Sheng followed Han Bing, when the man was about to approach Han Bing, Chen Beiming immediately rushed over and blocked in front of Han Bing, held the man's wrist tightly, and then held him and pushed him to the corner.

Qin Sheng grabbed Han Bing, the bodies of the two blocked everyone's sight, and Han Bing didn't know what was going on.

The dagger secretly competed with Chen Beiming and the killer, and in the end, Chen Beiming's strength was stronger, and he directly stabbed the dagger into the killer's abdomen, stabbed him several times, and then covered the man's mouth without letting him shout.

When Chen Beiming hugged the killer and left, ready to deal with this trouble, Qin Sheng also pulled Han Bing and prepared to go back to the back room, at this time, it was safest to stay in the room, and no one else noticed this little episode.

The memorial service was over, the relatives and friends who helped had already left, it was very cold outside, and the rest of the others also went back to the room, and when Qin Sheng and Han Bing walked to the depths of the corridor, another man rushed directly towards Han Bing with a machete.

Between the lightning and flint, the frightened Qin Sheng hurriedly pushed Han Bing away, Han Bing staggered and almost fell to the ground, Qin Sheng dodged in a hurry, but he was still cut by the tip of the knife.

scolded the next door, Qin Sheng scolded in his heart.

After the furious Qin Sheng came back to his senses, he raised his leg and kicked the killer's side face, but he blocked it with his arm, and the machete in the killer's hand killed Qin Sheng again, Qin Sheng bent down to dodge, and when the killer didn't turn around, an elbow smashed directly on the killer's back, and then reached out and grabbed his arm, and slammed the killer's fragile face with a knee with all his might.

Just when Qin Sheng and the killer were desperately fighting to the death, Han Bing stared at them dumbfounded, and he was even more frightened and forgot to scream, but the real crisis only appeared at this time.

I saw another killer rushing over from the courtyard, this time not a dagger or a machete, not even something else, but a gun with a black hole.

After seeing Han Bing, the killer gun was immediately aimed at her.

Qin Sheng, who had already seen this killer, even if he had the power to return to heaven, he couldn't take care of it at this time.

Qin Sheng was shocked in his heart, it's over......