This is Cong Gang's haunted house.

Not only decay, but also oppressive silence.

It was once blasted by Xing Er, and the ruins were almost covered with tenacious vines.

It looks like it's been a long time since anyone lived here!

But who can be sure that there may be some alternative non-human species living in this ruined underground!

Feng Xinglang could feel that the driver Xiaohu's hand pushing his wheelchair was trembling.

Xiaohu drives very steadily, and he is also very down-to-earth and sincere; But it is not suitable for such an occasion.

"Second master, it's so crazy here, what are you doing here?"

The driver, Xiaohu, thoughtfully tucked the windshield blanket for Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang responded lightly with two words, "Take the cool!" ”

"......" I have to say, it's really cool here. Not only is the environment cool enough, but it also makes people's body and mind chill.

"Xiaohu, you can climb up and take a look."

Feng Xinglang, who was unable to move, could only let Xiaohu climb up the pile of broken walls and ruins to search. Hope to find some useful clues.

“…… Oh. ”

The voice of the little nonsense trembled.

At the lower end of the hillside is a large cemetery; It should not be long before it was built, and there are all kinds of thriller legends.

When he drove the car through the cemetery, the driver Xiaohu was already numb in his scalp, and cold sweat broke out in the palms of his hands, and now he had to climb up this dilapidated building that looked like a tomb, which really challenged the psychological bottom line of the driver Xiaohu.

"Ah......h

Xiaohu, who had just climbed two steps, suddenly let out a frightened scream.

"What's wrong? What do you see? ”

Feng Xinglang asked sharply.

"One...... A furry thing...... It seems like...... It seems that there is still a tail...... Just crawled off my instep......"

"What did you look like? Don't you still have shoes on your feet! ”

Feng Xinglang reprimanded softly.

Greatly exceeding the psychological tolerance limit of the driver Xiaohu, he immediately stumbled down from the dilapidated building.

"Second master, let's stop looking at it. It's really creepy here! ”

"You're big! You are a man of five years and three thick, should you really think that there are ghosts in this world! ”

At the mention of the word 'ghost', the driver's legs became weak.

"Second master, I'd rather believe it than believe it!"

"If there really is a ghost, there is still a place on this earth where you stand?"

Looking at the frightened appearance of the driver Xiaohu, Feng Xinglang was also angry.

"Second master, let's go back! If you really want to enjoy the coolness, I will accompany you back to the top floor of GK Ventures, where it is not only cool, but also can see the night view of Shencheng! ”

"Let's play!"

Feng Xinglang remotely controlled the wheelchair and drove towards the ruins until the wheelchair was blocked by the blasted reinforced concrete.

Looks like no one has lived here for a long time.

And where will the people who used to live here go?

Intuition told Feng Xinglang that that person should have returned to Shencheng. He started his indiscriminate behavior again!

Whether he fights with Yan Bang or tears up with Hetun, as long as it does not involve the safety of his wife and children, he can still 'calmly' see the good show.

But now, he has moved his weakness, which Feng Xinglang will never allow and unacceptable.

"Xiaohu, you said to dig up this brick and concrete block to see if you can dig up something?" In the dark, Feng Xinglang's cold swishing voice came, and the driver Xiaohu was terrified when he heard it.

"II...... Second master, your leg is still injured, the yin qi here is heavy, let's go back! ”

The driver, Xiaohu, has been buried by the terrifying aura around him.

This barren mountain range, and so many new cemeteries......

"Sizzle...... Oh! ”

A terrible, similar to some kind of feline scream, came from the ruins of the broken wall, and the driver Xiaohu instinctively leaned towards Feng Xinglang's wheelchair.

"Second master, did you hear it...... It seems to be ...... here It seems that there are ghosts! ”

“……”

To be honest, Feng Xinglang at that time really wanted to scare the driver Xiaohu, who was about to be frightened; But Feng Xinglang's mood didn't seem bright, and coupled with his physical inconvenience, he gave up such thoughts.

But he still teased Xiao Hu in words, "Then do you think my voice is not like the ghost voice you heard?" ”

"Ah......h

Xiaohu screamed uncontrollably, and he didn't run away for a while, nor did he escape.

"Second master, don't scare me...... I'm almost scared out of my nerve by you! ”

Xiao Hu had a bitter face, looking like he wanted to cry without tears.

Seeing that Xiao Hu was about to pee his pants, Feng Xinglang could only give up his plan for tonight.

If it weren't for the inconvenience of his legs and feet to drive, Feng Xinglang really wanted to continue to tease Xiao Hu, who was scared by the 'ghosts'.

I always feel that tonight's second master is too weird!

How could anyone come to such a gloomy place to cool off?

On the way back to Feng's house, Xiaohu's hand holding the steering wheel couldn't stop shaking.

"Xiaohu, don't mention tonight's matter to anyone. Including the second wife! Otherwise, I'll leave you here alone to guard the grave!" ”

Feng Xinglang wants to find that person to talk to before things become uncontrollable!

"Don't you, second master...... I'm not going to say anything! ”

It wasn't until he turned into the asphalt road to the city that Xiaohu's trembling hands were a little better.

"Daddy, why did you come back? My son is worried about you! ”

Xiao Hu had just pushed Feng Xinglang's wheelchair out of the business car, and a sturdy little figure rushed out of the living room of the Feng family's villa.

With the energy of snorting, the little guy jumped directly onto the wheelchair of his father Feng Xinglang. I didn't realize that my father still had a broken leg.

"My son is so filial...... Come, let my father kiss one. ”

The intimacy of the father and son warmed the snow that had been waiting for a long time.

"Nono, come down! Stop pestering your dad, his leg is still hurting! ”

Xueluo reminded his son who was happy in his father Feng Xinglang's wheelchair.

At the same time, she saw a timid little figure holding a box or something like that, half-concealed in the doorway of the courtyard.

It's a closed group!

Presumably, Lan Youyou should be paying attention to his family nearby!

"My dad likes me pestering him! Right, daddy? ”

The little guy is cute and pleasing to the eye. Arching Feng Xinglang's chin with his little head, like a restless little beast.

Xueluo walked over to the father and son in the wheelchair, and wanted to forcibly take the son off Feng Xinglang's body, but she didn't pay attention to a hook from the man's strong arm, and the woman fell on Feng Xinglang's other leg.

The pain is still a little painful, after all, the broken fibula doesn't grow so quickly.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?"

Worried that the man would be injured a second time, Xueluo hurriedly used both hands to support the armrests of the wheelchair to reduce the pressure of his own weight on the man.

"My husband also likes you pestering me!"

The corners of the man's thin lips slightly raised a beautiful curve, how to look at it.

With the action, Feng Xinglang pecked a dragonfly on his wife's cheek.

"Nasty!"

Xue Luo groaned and pushed away the man who was in love.

"Bastard Feng Xinglang, kiss me, and kiss my mommy...... You're so greedy! ”

The little guy was a little dissatisfied with his father Feng Xinglang's two-end love. You can't take advantage of everything by your own father, can you?

"My father is so greedy!"

Feng Xinglang rubbed and kissed his son's little cheek full of emotions a few times, "With you and your mommy, it's a world for your father!" ”

That's right...... Snow fall is still very fond of listening!

It's just that Xue Shi can't bear to keep a 4-year-old child waiting.

"Tuan Tuan? It's so late, why are you here? ”

The darkness at the entrance of the courtyard almost engulfed most of Feng Tuantuan's small body.

Hearing her uncle call herself, she walked towards her uncle's wheelchair with the box.

"Hello aunt. I AA...... No, no, it was my Papa who asked me to send this box of mangoes to my uncle to try. ”

It's not hard to hear from the little cutie's halfway change of words: she said this after being told by someone.

Is there a difference between what Lan Youyou let send and what Feng Lixin asked?

It seems that there is a slight difference!

If it's Lan Youyou's going to send it...... Then her sister-in-law seems to care too much for her brother-in-law Feng Xinglang!

But if it was sent by Feng Lixin...... At most, what is reflected is the deep brotherhood between brothers!

"Do you Papa only want you to send mango pies to your uncle and dad to eat?"

Xueluo sighed deliberately, "Then what if Uncle and Brother Nuo want to eat?" ”

Feng Tuantuan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately replied sweetly: "Uncle and Brother Nuo Nuo can also eat it!" There's a lot of it in the box! ”

"Sluggs! What are you doing here? Is it that your big witch mommy has some bad idea again? ”

In fact, Lin Nuo's children don't hate the crying nose of Feng Tuantuan; But for her mommy Lan Youyou, the little guy is still very resistant.

Presumably, as long as Lan Youyou stays in the Feng family for a day, such resistance will always exist!

"No...... My mommy spends the whole day at home learning to make my uncle's favorite mango pie! ”

The little cutie said with some grievances.

"Who's going to eat your mommy's mango pie? My own father won't eat it! Right, daddy? ”

Lin Nuo's children, who shouted at Feng Tuantuan, turned his head sideways to get the support of his father Feng Xinglang.

"Nono, don't yell at Sister Tuan Tuan like this!"

Xue Luowen scolded his son.

You know: at least two pairs of eyes are staring at this place.

No matter how you say it, you have to take into account Feng Lixin's feelings!

Take 10,000 steps back and say, if Feng Lixin hadn't paid for his own healthy body, I'm afraid that it would have been his husband Feng Xinglang who was disfigured and disabled at the beginning!

"What kind of mango pie is it? Your mommy has to study all day? Take it for your uncle to taste! ”

Feng Xinglang did not defend his son in the clamour; Instead, he spoke to appease the aggrieved niece Feng Tuantuan.

"Uncle, try it!"

After getting the permission of her uncle Feng Xinglang, the little cutie immediately burst into tears and smiled, and sent the mango pie in her hand over.