"Cultivation is a shackle, a sea shield, a dragon vein, and a ...... of the Heavenly Machine Sect"

Qin Feng kept echoing these key words in his mind.

Originally, it was just some vague concepts, but now that these keywords are connected, Qin Feng seems to understand what the old man did during his lifetime.

I sighed in my heart, didn't say anything more, quickened my pace, and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

Qin Feng didn't go to the scenic spot, it's not that he wasn't interested, on the contrary, he was very interested.

One of the five mountains of China, there is a legend of Nanyue since the time of the Yellow Emperor in ancient times, and it is the place where the god of fire is housed.

Qin Feng was afraid that he couldn't help it, and wanted to peek at the dragon vein qi of this Nanyue.

Of course, with his current cultivation realm, he will definitely not be able to do it, but it is precisely because he can't do it that he doesn't want to go shopping.

It's like going to Baoshan and returning empty-handed.

At the foot of Nanyue Mountain is a small town, because of the scenic spot, this town is very lively.

At the same time, the famous Nanyue Temple is also in this town.

Qin Feng walked on the streets of the town, ready to go eat something and fill his stomach.

The town is not big, the center of the town is a bustling area, and there are tourists coming and going.

Qin Feng walked directly to the end of the town and found a small restaurant to sit down.

"The old Yang family is really unlucky. ”

"Indeed, what was supposed to be a good thing like demolition turned out to be a funeral. ”

"Who can say clearly! No, the whole family has become like this. ”

"Come on, don't talk about the old Yang family, I heard others say that the old Yang family is in trouble, so let's not talk about this. ”

"I've heard about ...... too"

“……”

As soon as Qin Feng sat down, he heard the shopkeeper talking to another guest who was eating.

Listening to the accents, they are all locals.

Originally, Qin Feng didn't care about these gossip.

It's just that I heard the offense twice, and I was habitually sensitive.

"Boss, what's the matter with this old Yang you're talking about?

The owner of the hotel glanced at Qin Feng and said, "It's nothing, it's just a funeral at home, young man, you better ask less, it's not a good thing." ”

Seeing that the hotel owner said this, Qin Feng didn't ask much.

After eating, I thought about it and decided to check it out.

The so-called old Yang family is not difficult to find.

Because funerals are generally very conspicuous.

Walking out of the town, Qin Feng saw a shed built not far away.

This is the case in the countryside and the countryside, and whoever holds a funeral is to build a shed in front of the door, and then firecrackers and horns are particularly lively.

Qin Feng heard the sound of firecrackers when he came from.

Walked over.

Qin Feng quickly found out what was going on.

It turns out that the truth of the matter is this.

The so-called old Yang is called Yang Zhengguo.

Yang Zhengguo is sixty and three this year, and he can be regarded as happy.

There are three sons and six or seven grandchildren, which can be regarded as a family happiness.

The whole family is not bad, and with the demolition, that small day is even more harmonious and beautiful.

However, this good day ended a while ago.

As we all know, there is a time for house demolition.

A few months ago, after Lao Yang's family got the money, they bought a house on the other side of town.

Until a few months ago, after the old house was demolished, Lao Yang's family began to have an accident.

First of all, it was the three grandchildren who began to get sick, and they still got the kind of strange disease, and there were no results in the hospital.

It took only a week for the grandchildren to die from illness.

There is a custom in the countryside that there is no funeral for a minor child after his death.

It's just a simple burial process.

The death of three grandchildren at once can be said to be very strange.

Lao Yang was more than ten years old all of a sudden.

But that's just the beginning.

Next, his three sons also began to have accidents.

The youngest son was in a car accident and died on the spot.

The second son went swimming and drowned directly with leg cramps.

The eldest son was lucky, and he was robbed on the road, but he was stabbed by someone, and his life was not in danger.

Now the old Yang family is holding a funeral for their two sons.

Anyone who has such a thing in the house is very sad.

Needless to say, Lao Yang was originally sixty and three, he can be said to be full of red face, childish and crane-haired, but now he is like a bad old man in his seventies and eighties.

The whole person suffered an incomparably hard blow.

Qin Feng looked at the old house of the old Yang family.

Because of the funeral, only half of the old house was demolished.

Half of it is still unfinished.

Qin Feng observed it carefully, and his expression was very solemn.

At the funeral scene, people came and went, and they were all from nearby to help.

Qin Feng thought about it and walked towards the mourning hall.

This matter, he actually has some eyebrows in his heart.

It's just that I'm not 100% sure yet.

Originally, this didn't matter anything to Qin Feng, but Qin Feng still made a decision and decided to meddle in things for once.

As for the reason for being nosy, he also has his own thoughts.

After inquiry, Qin Feng found Lao Yang.

Looking at the haggard old man in front of him, Qin Feng sighed a little.

"Young man, are you looking for me?" Yang Zhengguo looked at Qin Feng, his face gloomy.

The three grandsons of the Yang family died of a strange illness, and the three sons went to two more, leaving the eldest son, who was still being treated in the hospital.

This is almost the queen of the Yang family!

It's not just the pain of losing a loved one, but more sorrow and trouble.

"Old man, can you find a quiet place to talk?" Qin Feng asked.

"Are you?" Facing Qin Feng's inquiry, Yang Zhengguo looked suspicious.

At this time, he was holding a funeral, and he didn't have much of the mood to chat with Qin Feng at all.

The grief is greater than the death of the heart, and now if it weren't for the fact that the eldest son was still alive, Yang Zhengguo would have thought about it.

After all, not any old man can afford this kind of thing for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person.

"If you don't want your Yang family to be the last, let's find a quiet place to talk!" Qin Feng said lightly.

He said Yang Zhengguo's heart in one sentence, and his haggard eyes also flashed with a hint of brilliance.

After pondering for a moment, Yang Zhengguo glanced at Qin Feng and said, "Young man, come with me!"

Yang Zhengguo suppressed the doubts in his heart for the time being, and took Qin Feng into the old house.

Closing the door, the noise outside the door suddenly became a little quieter, "If you have anything to say, you can say it! There are no outsiders here." ”

"Old man, don't you want to ask me what I do?" Qin Feng looked at Lao Yang and asked.

In fact, he knew that when an old man suffered such a hardship, in fact, his mental ability to bear it had reached a marginal area, and he basically had no interest in some doubtful things.

"Look at Feng Shui. Yang Zhengguo said.

When Qin Feng heard this, he was stunned for a moment on the spot, "Old man, I'm so young, why do you think I'm looking at feng shui." ”

Yang Zhengguo glanced at Qin Feng again, and then slowly spoke, "......"