Chapter 362: Homecoming Turmoil

Ma Qingfeng went to the Sword Sect here, and the route he chose was not the same as before. This time, he wants to go back to his hometown to have a look, after all, he has not been back once after coming out of his hometown for so many years!

When he was still ten miles away from Blue Wolf City, Ma Qingfeng fell from the sky.

Looking at the blue wolf city standing majestically ten miles away, I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in my heart.

The joy of childhood is vivid, the kind eyes of my mother, and the stern reprimand of my father are as if they were yesterday.

"Demon Sect, one day I will destroy you with my own hands!" Ma Qingfeng clenched his fists involuntarily.

Raise your feet and walk unhurriedly towards Blue Wolf City.

Although Ma Qingfeng's stride is small, the distance of each step is no more or less, it is ten zhang. Cultivating to this day, Ma Qingfeng also wants to live the life of ordinary people in the past.

After all, Blue Wolf City is his hometown, and there are too many joys, too many reluctances, and too many memories for him.

Blue Wolf City was originally a frontier city built to defend against the sand bandits of the Doomsday Desert. Because the sand pirates have been completely wiped out by the Tianjiao Guard, on this side of the desert facing the apocalypse, the city gate has been closed at the normal time, not every day like before.

There were many pedestrians at the gates of the city, all merchants who got up early to do business in the desert of doom.

In the past, there were sand thieves in the desert of the end of the world, and people were very afraid of them. Now, the sand bandits are gone, and there is peace.

The minds of these merchants were alive again, and dozens of large caravans gathered in Blue Wolf City, wanting to enter the Doomsday Desert to do business first.

This also led to the once deserted Blue Wolf City becoming unprecedentedly prosperous.

Both sides of the city gates.

There were two groups of heavily armed soldiers, carefully inspecting the caravan's caravan.

These soldiers are all border guards who have been fighting all year round, and they have experienced a hundred battles all the time, and they exude murderous aura all the time.

Rushed by this murderous aura, the merchants trembled, smiling with their faces, and waited cautiously, cooperating with the soldiers' inspections.

Ma Qingfeng is a person, he has no long things, and he is dressed in a Confucian shirt and holding a folding fan, so he looks like a scholar.

So, the gate guards just glanced at him and let him into the city without checking.

Walking through the once familiar streets, Ma Qingfeng once again experienced the stable and peaceful atmosphere of life in the past.

Going around and around, I came to the door of my former house.

Ma Qingfeng originally thought that his whole family was killed, and he was the only one who escaped. After so many years, the former horse house must be dilapidated.

However, the mansion in front of him, which was once very familiar to him, not only did not show the slightest dilapidation, but was more brilliant than before.

If it weren't for the plaque on the gatehouse, with the two big characters of Ma Fu written on it, Ma Qingfeng would have thought that he had gone to the wrong place.

Looking at the two familiar big characters on the plaque, Ma Qingfeng's eyes reappeared in front of his father's pen and snake, swaying, and writing the name of the mansion by himself.

It's just that Mobao is still there in the past, and I don't see the writer back then.

Tears gradually soaked the corners of Ma Qingfeng's eyes, and a wave of sadness hit his heart.

I stood in front of the house for a long time.

Later, Ma Qingfeng decided to go in and have a look, after all, after so many years, his home was not a little dilapidated, but better repaired than before, which made him feel very puzzled.

Gently pushed open the two gates, and stepped into the courtyard.

There was no one in the courtyard, it was quiet. The pavement is neat, not even a single weed. It can be seen that there must be someone who cleans it frequently on weekdays.

Walking through the two houses, Ma Qingfeng came to his former room.

Pushing the door into the house, he was taken aback.

The furnishings in the house are exactly the same as when he left, and even the few words he wrote when he practiced calligraphy are still hanging intact on the wall.

What's going on?

Sitting gently on the bed of the past, the scenes of the past kept coming to mind.

"Why are you here again? Didn't I tell you? You are not welcome here, please leave immediately. ”

A woman's voice, which looked very angry, sounded, but revealed a trace of helplessness.

"I said that you little girl, you are still so ignorant! Young Master Ben fell in love with this mansion and wanted to pay for it. Why don't you want to?"

A frivolous man, laughing, said unhurriedly.

"That is, our young master is extremely noble. Falling in love with this house is a blessing for your master. Besides, it's not that we don't give you money, fifty taels of silver, enough for you to spend a lifetime!"

Ma Qingfeng almost laughed when he heard this voice.

He clearly remembered that when his father was still alive, he spent at least 10,000 taels of silver to buy the property.

Even if it is depreciated, it cannot be depreciated so much. Besides, Blue Wolf City is now thriving, and this mansion must be more than 10,000 taels of silver.

"Fifty taels, why don't you grab it?"

Sure enough, the woman's angry voice was heard. The slightest trembling voice can prove how angry this woman is.

Syllable!

A slap sounded, "Fuck, shameless thing." Who do you think you are? Give you money, you give face. Don't think we don't know, the family died years ago. ”

The family's voice rang out again, apparently this time a slap in the face to the woman.

Immediately after that, the voice of the family member came again, "You are just entrusted by the previous city lord to protect this mansion here. Now, my lord has been promoted to the lord of Blue Wolf City, our young master likes it here, and this is our young master's. It's that our young master likes Blue Wolf City, and Blue Wolf City is our young master's!"

What an arrogant house slave, such domineering words.

Ma Qingfeng couldn't help frowning, got up from the bed, pushed open the door, and walked outside.

"You bully people. If our master was alive, he would have killed you wicked people a long time ago. What kind of heroes are you to take advantage of the fact that our master and the sand thief died in a decisive battle to rob his former friend's house!"

The woman's very aggrieved voice sounded, but it didn't seem to be as tough as before. Maybe she knows that the identity of this son is simply the master that she can't provoke.

At that moment, an old woman's voice came and said, "Stop! ”

Syllable!

"I'll kill you old thing!"

"Don't hit my mother. ”

Ma Qingfeng walked through the courtyard of the two entrances, and saw that in the courtyard that had just entered the mansion gate, there were seven or eight big men standing, led by a person dressed as a young man.

Opposite them, an old woman was hiding her face with her hands, and a young woman dressed as a maid was supporting her.

There was also a big man standing opposite the old woman, looking arrogant and invincible.

"Do you know that the previous owner of this mansion was this Blue Wolf City, the Great Confucian in the entire Great Xia Kingdom, and a friend of the previous city lord. ”

"And the city lord once said before his death that the little master of this mansion once escaped and will definitely come back in the future. If you take this house by force, where will you let the family come back and live?"

Without waiting for the boy to speak, the big man in front raised his hand high, "You old thing who doesn't know life or death, in this Blue Wolf City, the words of our master are the king's law, and the words of my young master are also the king's law." I'm going to kill you old thing today!"

As he spoke, the big man's palm slapped the old woman's face again.

Burst!

With a soft sound, the big man's palm not only did not slap the old woman's face, but strangely separated from his arm and fell to the ground.

Yes!

The big man screamed, held his wrist with his other hand, which was constantly gushing blood, and jumped up in pain.