Although Qiusheng Wencai heard the gunshots last night, because he was stopped by Wencai, Qiusheng could only listen to the gunshots outside in the house. It was not until more than 10 minutes later that the gunfire completely subsided.

Until dawn, Qiusheng, who had not slept all night, wanted to go out to inquire about the news, but before he could go out, he was called by the security team, saying that he wanted to search for robbers.

From the mouth of the security team, it turned out that the gunfire last night was actually a robber who broke into Huang Baiming's house, and shot Huang Baiming and Huang Laosi, and even Huang Baiming's only son Huang Xiaohu was shot and broke his legs, and he has not woken up yet.

Seeing Qiusheng talking there vividly, Wen Cai also echoed a few words from time to time. Chen Feng's face showed a look of surprise, and he secretly thought in his heart, if you knew that the robber was you, I don't know what kind of expression you should have.

Although Chen Feng's eyes had been staring at Qiusheng Wencai, the afterglow was constantly glancing at the Ninth Uncle on the side. Seeing that Uncle Nine had a calm face, as usual, he was always not surprised, and Chen Feng was completely relieved.

As a monk, Uncle Nine still had a trace of worry in his heart about whether he really didn't find out about going out last night, for fear that Uncle Nine was waiting for him to confess.

Uncle Nine shook his head and sighed, "This means that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and Huang Baiming, who has done a lot of evil, finally died in the hands of robbers." As for Huang Xiaohu, although he has not died, I believe that his future career will not be so good."

"Qiusheng, you should rest assured now, no one will pester your aunt in the future."

Chen Feng stepped forward and patted Qiusheng on the shoulder, hugged Qiusheng very affectionately and whispered in his ear.

"Come, millet porridge with pickles".

It's already past 8 o'clock, but due to being in the south and time zones, the sun has just risen. Chen Feng turned into a shopkeeper and kept bringing breakfast out of the kitchen.

"Qiusheng Wencai, you haven't been to Yizhuang for two or three days, let's take a look at the breakfast we are familiar with, are you a little moved."

Qiu Shengwen glanced at each other, and when they looked at the millet porridge with pickles on the table, they didn't dare to move.

"Master, I suddenly remembered that my aunt was going to buy goods today, and asked me to help, master, I left first."

In the end, Qiusheng's brain is better, and with a turn of his eyes, he casually came up with a reason, and he was about to leave after speaking. Wen Cai on the side looked at Qiusheng with blank eyes, I don't know if Qiusheng's aunt has been working too hard to protect her in the past two days, or for other reasons, every day it is delicious and delicious. It's a pity that I have no countermeasures, and it seems that I can only have millet porridge today.

Uncle Nine didn't speak, just hummed softly, his eyes staring at Qiusheng, and the meaning of his words was obvious.

EQ scratched his head a little embarrassed, and asked Chen Feng, who was sitting next to him.

"Haha, what is Chen Feng's number today"?

Chen Feng replied seriously, and after listening to Chen Feng's answer, Qiusheng clapped his hands, with a remorseful expression on his face.

"Hey, what kind of brain do you think I'm doing. I misremembered the time, and tomorrow is the day my aunt will arrive."

After speaking, he sat on the table and drank millet porridge honestly, and put a few mouthfuls of pickles into his mouth from time to time, and saw that Uncle Nine was still looking at him, but his face showed a puzzled expression.

"Master, why don't you eat, today's meal is very delicious."

After Qiusheng finished speaking to Uncle Jiu, he turned his head and praised Chen Feng, who was sitting next to him, and even gave him a thumbs up.

"By the way, Chen Feng, your craftsmanship is getting better and better, I can't wait to eat your cooking every day."

"In this case, Chen Feng prepares one for Qiusheng three meals a day, and he doesn't have to go back at night, it's very troublesome to run around all the time."

Listening to Uncle Jiu's words, Chen Feng smiled secretly in his heart. Although Uncle Nine's words sounded as if he was blaming Qiusheng. But the real meaning is that I still want to teach Qiusheng well, after all, Qiusheng has been absent-minded every day over the years, and has been thinking about his aunt, for fear that she will be threatened by Huang Laosi. Now that the crisis has been eradicated by himself, Uncle Nine can also settle down and teach Qiusheng.

More than a week later, Chen Feng was standing in the courtyard and called Qiusheng Wencai his own fighting skills, while Uncle Nine was reading in the study.

During this week, although Chen Feng has been in Yizhuang, sometimes he will take the opportunity to go out to the town to find Master Ren to take a look at the situation.

Of course, it depends on the situation, and the main thing is to get the reward you deserve as soon as possible. At this time, the 13,000 oceans and the title deeds of two shops in his space are lying in it with peace of mind.

Master Ren's head-down shooting strength as Ren Jiazhen is really extraordinary, just one week has hit the Huang Mansion's industry to pieces, if it weren't for Chen Feng's persuasion, maybe the Huang family would have been eaten by Master Ren to the point that there are no bones left. But even so, the Huang Mansion has changed from a hegemon in Renjia Town, which was high in the past, to an ordinary family.

There are only three or two of the dozens of shops left, and the kind of profit is not very good, as for the Huangfu at this time, it has been put up for sale to the outside world, but Chen Feng feels that in Renjia Town, except for Master Ren who has the financial resources to buy it at this time, there seems to be no one else who can buy it.

"Yes, keep your hands lower. This place is a dead place for people, and once hit, they basically lose the ability to resist."

Qiusheng Wencai originally had a certain martial arts foundation under the teaching of Uncle Jiu, although it was more practical, but there were still many that were too blunt in Chen Feng's eyes, focusing on appearance. And what he teaches is the fighting skills in the army, and he pays attention to the moves of defeating the enemy with one move.

It's not that Chen Feng looks down on China's long-standing martial arts, it's just that the longer it is, the more fixed the moves become. If this is put on a person who practices taoluquan, as long as you make the first move, you can immediately see what kind of routine your second move and even your subsequent moves are.

On the contrary, the fighting skills in the army are eclectic, as long as you show a flaw in your body, you will attack in which direction, and it is basically the kind of attack that defeats the enemy.

"Chen Feng, you are really powerful. I touched Wen Cai lightly, and you see Wen Cai lying there, and he hasn't reacted for a long time."

Because of the previous move, Wen Cai was really accidentally hit directly by Qiu Sheng in a dead hole, if it weren't for Qiu Sheng's attack, it would have been very light. Maybe lying on the ground is not a blushing face, but a proper dead body.

"You're embarrassed to say that I'm your senior brother, and you are so cruel to me."

Wencai, who was lying on the ground, stared at Qiusheng with his teeth piercing his teeth.

"Well, you can't blame me for that. Chen Feng said that this must be practiced, and if I play with you, I won't be able to practice real kung fu."

Chen Feng and the three of them were teasing each other, and suddenly there was a knock on the door of Yizhuang, and the three of them glanced at each other, wondering who would come to Yizhuang so early.

Qiusheng ran to the door and opened the door, only to see a middle-aged man standing in front of the door, followed by three or four people who looked like family members, Chen Feng saw at a glance that the leader was the housekeeper in the old man's mansion.

"This little Taoist, don't you know where Uncle Nine is? My master Ren wants to ask him to do a ritual."