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When the man with glasses heard this, he immediately said with concern: "The deceased is gone, the living are like this, and the old lady is invited to mourn." ”

With that, the man with glasses turned around and walked to the side of the stove, lowered his head and began to carefully pick the ashes, then carefully placed them on a red cloth, and finally, wrapped the ashes in the red cloth and put them in the urn.

After that, Mo Bei held the urn, Mo Dong Moxi carried Xiao Fei, who was still unconscious, on a stretcher, and the group left the funeral home.

At this time, the eastern sky had already turned out the white of the fish's belly.

It's almost dawn.

The two cars started slowly.

The man with glasses stood at the door of the funeral home, watching the two cars quickly drive out of his sight, he exhaled softly, and then took off his glasses, revealing a warm smile like the morning sun.

Behind him, there was a slight sound of footsteps.

The man turned around and smiled at Xiao Wang'er, the operator who was walking slowly: "Comrade Xiao Wang'er, we should also go." ”

The operator Xiao Wang'er nodded silently, and while walking, he took off his hat and mask, revealing a slightly dark but handsome face, especially the dark and quiet eyes, revealing full of perseverance and perseverance.

In the pre-dawn field, two men strode side by side into the distance.

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At the same moment, on an empty mountain road, a black sedan drove leisurely in the cool morning breeze.

Feng Jiu sat in the back seat, quietly looking at the scenery flying by outside the window.

She was finally free.

She can finally realize her dream and live her life freely without worries.

It's just that what makes her a little puzzled is that she is not as excited and happy as she expected.

On the contrary, there is a trace of inexplicable melancholy, which seems to linger in my heart......

In the driver's seat, Feng Ya, who was wearing a white Chinese shirt and pants, glanced at Feng Jiu from the rearview mirror while driving, and a touch of meaning flashed in her eyes.

"Little Liu'er, how are you feeling now?" Feng Ya asked with a smile.

Feng Jiu turned his head, looked at the side face of the master, raised the corners of his lips and smiled faintly, and said, "Very good, very relaxed." ”

Feng Ya pretended to frown, "Oh? Just feel good and relaxed? Nothing else? ”

Feng Jiu blinked, "Master, I don't really understand......"

"Oops! Sixth sister, you are so stupid! A teenage boy sitting in the passenger seat suddenly turned around and grimaced at Feng Jiu, "What Master means is that the sixth sister shouldn't be so calm now, but should be like me—"

As he spoke, he laughed exaggeratedly "hahahaha" while shaking his head frantically and dancing wildly on the seat.

Fengjiu was suddenly full of black lines.

Feng Ya's face sank and reprimanded: "Stinky boy, how did Master teach you before?" The people in our Fengyuan are all elegant people, we must always pay attention to our image, be elegant, be calm, and want Mount Tai to be pressed on the top and not change the color, how can you forget it in a blink of an eye? When you go back, do 200 push-ups as a small punishment! ”

The little boy immediately lowered his head honestly and said with a flat mouth, "Yes, Master." ”

Feng Jiu couldn't help but laugh.

This little boy is the seventh disciple just accepted by the master, his original name was Guoliang, and he changed his name to Fenghua after apprenticeship.

Xiaohua is ten years old this year, grew up in an orphanage since he was a child, has a very stubborn temperament, and is savage and rebellious, he has been adopted countless times before, and has been sent back to the orphanage countless times until he met Feng Ya.

In the dark, there is a natural fate.