The pine and cypress reflect the blue sky, the flowers are fragrant, the birds are singing, and the spring water is flowing.

These two sentences do not describe the scenic spots, but the advertising words of S is the largest, the highest and the most expensive Yongan Cemetery, don't look at it as an advertising slogan, but this is not a false advertisement, without the slightest exaggeration, but a portrayal of the local environment.

It is precisely because of the good environment and good feng shui that it has become the final destination of many old rich families, and even some people who are still alive have bought a last resting place for themselves, and there are quite a few of them, which is really incredible and jaw-dropping.

Feng Guangyao also bought a luxurious mansion for his son Feng Weiqi here.

At this moment, he is accompanying his wife Zhou Guizhen, standing in front of his son, with tears streaming down his cheeks. Nearly a month has passed, but the wounds in the hearts of the two have not yet healed. The son in the photo is frozen at the age of twenty-seven, what kind of age is this, but at the moment he is lying in the cold underground, lonely.

Heartbroken, haggard Zhou Guizhen stroked the photo of her son smiling very brightly on the tombstone, and whispered to her son about her longing, and her choked tone made people feel sad.

Feng Guangyao stood quietly on the side, staring at his son's photo, although he tried his best to control it, he could still see his sad mood at the moment in his eyes.

There is nothing more painful in the world than a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.

"Son, Dad sent the kid who hurt you down to accompany you, rest in peace." Feng Guangyao said secretly in his heart that he did this alone, and he didn't even know about his wife.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone obliquely on the lonely figures of the two people in the cemetery, making it more and more desolate.

As the sky got dark, the two turned around step by step, snuggled up to each other and left the cemetery.

Feng Guangyao drove the car back, from the parking lot of Yong'an Cemetery halfway up the mountain to the avenue below, there is still a section of winding road, the scenery along the way is still very beautiful, but who will be in the mood to appreciate these people who come down from here?

Especially for Feng Guangyao and Zhou Guizhen, two heartbroken people, they had no intention of enjoying the roadside scenery, and there was silence in the car, except for the sound of the engine motor.

When passing a corner, an off-road vehicle on the opposite side suddenly flashed its headlights and occupied most of the lane, and rushed straight over, the dazzling light made Feng Guangyao reflexively slam the direction to the left, because the speed was too fast, the car was a little out of control, and rushed straight to the outer guardrail, he hurriedly hit the direction back and slammed on the brakes at the same time.

But he found that his car's brakes failed, and the speeding car and the inertia of the car caused the car to drive faster and faster.

I saw that the car was about to crash into the guardrail outside.

"Ah, hit the brakes." Zhou Guizhen exclaimed.

"The brakes are failing." Feng Guangyao said while continuing to slam on the brakes.

But it was too late, and the car slammed into the guardrail like a wild horse, and flipped over.

Feng Guangyao, who was panicking in mid-air, found that the oncoming car just now suddenly stopped, and a middle-aged man with sunglasses came down from above, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, at this moment he understood everything, this was definitely not an accident, but a conspiracy against himself, as for the person behind the scenes, he could think of who it was with his toes.

Sure enough, it's a drink and a peck.

It's a pity that there is no one to avenge himself anymore.

Listening to his wife's screams, he closed his eyes in pain and said in his heart, "Son, my parents are here to accompany you." ”

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

Finally, the car smashed into the rocky valley bottom, and the huge impact made Feng Guangyao and Zhou Guizhen faint suddenly.

I don't know how long it took, Feng Guangyao, whose flesh and blood were blurred, groaned in pain, slowly opened his eyes, endured the incomparable pain, turned his head to look at his wife next to him, and exclaimed with difficulty: "Gui...... Gui Zhen. ”

But nothing happened.

At this time, Feng Guangyao had a bad feeling in his heart, his wife's heart was originally bad, and now that such an accident happened, he didn't dare to think about it, raised his heavy right hand and gently touched his wife's hand.

Cold.

Stiff.

Feng Guangyao chuckled in his heart, he struggled to unbuckle his seat belt with trembling hands, endured the severe pain on his body and straightened up, and shivered to probe his wife's snort.

"Feng Guanghui, you shit. It's so ruthless. After a look, Feng Guangyao burst into tears and shouted weakly.

The shouts echoed through the empty valley, but no one paid attention to them, except for the howling mountain wind and the startled birdsong.

The sky gradually pressed, and Feng Guangyao felt that his consciousness was gradually draining, and his soul seemed to be about to come out of his shell.

No, you can't die like this, even if you die, you have to pull a cushion.

Feng Guangyao cheered up the last trace of consciousness, raised his hand tremblingly, bit his finger hard, and then used the last trace of strength in his body to write crookedly on the windshield of the car: "Feng Guanghui murdered me." "A few words, I only wrote half of the words and lost my strength.

He lay on the steering wheel, his hands were swaying there weakly, and everything in front of him began to be confused, and the heaven and earth seemed to be a huge whirlpool, sucking all his consciousness into it.

I hope God will open his eyes and don't let go of Feng Guanghui's dog.

This was the last trace of consciousness that Feng Guangyao left in this world.

Another all-nighter.

Jin Haotian, who had a scruffy beard, was tired but shining, looking at the jade cabbage in front of him, which was beginning to take shape. Then put it in the safe and put it away.

After nearly two months of careful cutting, the excess jadeite was finally scooped out without the slightest waste, which made Jin Haotian feel very gratified.

Although the past 60 days have been hard, the harvest is indeed very large.

Careful and patient cutting of jadeite every day not only makes the ability to control the jadeite in their hands be well cultivated and exercised, but also finds out the texture of this piece of jadeite, which is more conducive to the control of the strength of the knife, so as not to accidentally use too much force to cause immeasurable losses to the jadeite.

But for Jin Haotian, these are secondary, and more importantly, the heavy weight of Zhuoyu tempered Jin Haotian's heart, which is very important for a jade carver, and it is difficult for a jade carver to become a master if he can't sink down and do boring and repetitive things.

Some people say that the so-called experts do complex things simply, simple things do seriously, serious things are done repeatedly, and repetitive things are done in a creative way.

This is especially true of masters, no master has reached the sky in one step, it is precisely that almost all masters start by repeating one thing.

In the process of jade cutting in the past few days, Jin Haotian deeply understood this truth, and at the same time, it also awakened the memory of Lu Zigang's tireless efforts in the small workshop and meticulous jade carving day after day year in the depths of his memory.

Jade is aura. It is only when you are close to Him that he will be close to you and at your mercy.

Anyone who is good at playing basketball knows that if you want to play basketball well, you must first be familiar with the ball, otherwise you don't have to talk about playing basketball well, and you can't even control it well when you practice.

It's the same with jade, as long as you have a deep understanding of jade. Jade, this spiritual creature between heaven and earth, the spirit of God will exert a dazzling brilliance in your hands.

Although there was no complicated creation in the process of more than 60 days, only simple cutting and polishing, for Jin Haotian, he had a deeper understanding of jade, jade, and jade, and he also had a deeper understanding of the confusion in the past.

It's like grinding.

This is true of jade, this is true of art, and so is human nature.

Just when Jin Haotian was standing in a third person's perspective to examine the cabbage whose outline was beginning to take shape, the door opened.

"Ahem, ahem." Zheng Tingyu, who was wearing a lilac silk nightgown, walked in, choking on the strong smell of cigarettes in the room and coughing.

"Why did you smoke so much, you don't want to die." Zheng Tingyu looked at the cigarette butts full of ashtrays and said angrily.

"Huh." Jin Haotian smiled embarrassedly.

"It's been another all-nighter, your body won't be able to stand it if you go on like this" Zheng Tingyu asked with concern, then walked to the window, opened the thick curtains, opened the window door, and a fresh air with morning dew poured into the room, dispelling the turbid air in the room. Jin Haotian took a greedy sip, and then shouted comfortably, and the exhaustion in his body dissipated a lot.

"You don't know how to open the window door." Zheng Tingyu complained with concern.

"Hehe, it's not like I'm afraid of noisy neighbors." Jin Haotian said with a smile.

In order to be afraid of noisy neighbors, Jin Haotian specially spent a huge amount of money to carefully decorate this * room, using top soundproof materials, even the glass is the best soundproof glass, no matter how noisy it is, it will not affect the rest of the neighbors.

Of course, no matter how noisy it is outside, it will not affect your ability to calm down and create in the house, killing two birds with one stone.

"You, unshaven beard, hurry up and wash up, I'm ready for breakfast." Zheng Tingyu said.

"Hehe, I'll skip breakfast first, I'll eat you first." Jin Haotian hugged Zheng Tingyu's slender willow waist and whispered in her ear.

"If you want to die, now is the time to eliminate pornography and fight illegal activities, don't commit crimes against the wind, and don't play hooligans." Zheng Tingyu said teasingly, while avoiding Jin Haotian's face, the dense stubble made her itch very uncomfortable.

"Husband and wife do the courtesy, no one can control it." Jin Haotian said with a smile, picked up Zheng Tingyu and walked out.

Suddenly, Jin Haotian's hairs stood up all over his body, and a sense of danger came to his heart, as if he had been locked up.

“*。” Jin Haotian scolded secretly.

Then he kicked his feet on the ground, jumped out of the door with Zheng Tingyu in his arms, and hid in a corner. At the same time, a bullet whistled and slammed into the walls of the room, sending sparks flying and stone chips flying.

"What's going on?" Zheng Tingyu's face turned pale with fright, and he asked in fear.

"I don't know, don't be afraid, you stay here and don't move. It's a dead end, and his gun can't hit it here. Jin Haotian said comfortingly, and then picked up a mirror on the table next to him, and quickly came to the window with a few evasive actions, and he stood tightly against the wall.

"Be careful." Zheng listened to Yuhua's faceless whisper and reminded.

"Don't worry, the one who could kill me hasn't appeared yet." Jin Haotian whispered, with a confident smile on his face.

Jin Haotian's self-confidence made Zheng Tingyu feel a lot of relief, but that heart was still in her throat, how could she have seen such a scene, the bullet was whistling in her ears, and it was scary to think about.

She wanted to touch the mobile phone to call the police, but found that she was wearing pajamas, the mobile phone was in the bedroom, she looked around, the phone in the room was far away from her, and the place was facing the window, the line of sight was very good, if she went out, it was simply a live target, she was very anxious.

At this time, she heard Jin Haotian whistle mischievously, and she looked up to see that Jin Haotian was making a call with a mobile phone.

Her clutched heart was then let go.

After making the call, Jin Haotian picked up the mirror, leaned into the window, and carefully observed the situation outside through the mirror.

PS: Thank you to the book friend 2013wei flowers, and congratulate him on becoming the first disciple of this book, and thank huanhuayu for his reward. This really makes Jian Yun feel very honored, and he can only work hard to thank all the brothers and sisters who have given rewards, flowers and subscriptions.