Chapter 359, being followed

Leaving the Star Picking Tower, Qin Feng and the others marched towards the Qin Mansion.

On the way, I passed the green building called Piaoxiangin again.

In the half-open two-story attic, although the girls did not scratch their heads, they hooked the souls of the men in the future.

Sure enough, deliberate flirting only makes people feel vulgar, and that kind of inadvertent style can be more provocative.

The shopkeeper of this Piaoxiang Courtyard is a master of playing at a glance!

Looking at those girls who were showy, Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "On such a cold day, it is really not easy for a woman who sells seafood to wear so little."

After a few more glances, he stopped being nostalgic and stepped away, only to find that there was a missing footstep beside him.

When he turned to look, he saw Xing Sheng standing in place, and he didn't follow for a long time.

Qin Feng laughed and said, "Okay, you black charcoal head, as a soldier in the army, don't you know that beauty is a bone scraper? I was hooked by a woman!"

According to his expectations, the black charcoal head would definitely be at a loss to defend himself, but the other party looked solemn as if he hadn't heard, and glanced around.

Qin Feng immediately understood that something might have happened, and he stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xing Sheng replied, "It looks like we're being followed."

"Tracking?" Qin Feng was a little surprised, looking at the road where he came, the lights were bright, the traffic was busy, and he didn't see anything unusual.

"Did you find the person who was following you?"

Xing Sheng shook his head: "That person's strength should be above me, if it weren't for my perennial army and my extremely keen perception of murderous aura, I might not have been able to find him."

"What now?" Qin Feng asked, and at the same time, he was also thinking, who would follow him, could it be those people who had targeted the Qin family before?

At this moment, Xing Sheng let out a soft sigh: "The murderous aura is gone, and that person may have retreated knowing that he had been discovered.

But just in case, it's best for my uncle not to stay within a foot of me."

"Okay." Qin Feng nodded solemnly.

Just after the two left, the woman swinging on the second floor of Piaoxiang Courtyard jumped down and walked to the corner of the room.

After opening the drawer, there was a blank piece of paper inside, on which Qin Feng's name was written.

The woman picked up the brush on the side and wrote this comment on the white paper - "After the second Qinglou, lingering, lustful."

Cautiously returned to the Qin Mansion, and the journey was safe and sound.

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he brought the black charcoal head with him when he left, otherwise he wouldn't know if he was being followed.

"Uncle, you must bring me or Blue Cream when you go out in the future." Xing Sheng solemnly instructed, and at the same time, he also thought about going back to Liufu and reporting the matter to the head of the family.

"Okay, I see."

Qin Feng agreed, but in retrospect, he was still a little afraid.

Just in case, he decided to tell his father and second brother about today, and the reason why he didn't tell Erniang was to prevent her from worrying.

Second, it is also because Erniang basically does not leave the Qin Mansion, but she doesn't have to worry too much about her safety.

After all, the lady in the family has basically touched the top of the Shenwu Dao Pyramid, with her in charge, who would dare to make a mistake in the Qin Mansion?

"Let's go and tell my father first, after all, he doesn't have a cultivation body, and he is more likely to encounter danger than his second brother." Qin Feng, who understood this, walked towards the lobby.

It was past dinner time, and there was no father and mother in the lobby, and finally he found the room where his father and mother rested, and only saw Erniang alone.

"Erniang, where did my father go?" Qin Feng said curiously.

When Erniang heard this, her eyebrows frowned slightly: "After lunch, he said that he would go out to see if there were any business opportunities to be found.

As a result, he hasn't come back yet, Feng'er, do you think he will go out to look for flowers and ask willow?"

"Eh" Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, with his understanding of his father, the latter should have a thief's heart but not a thief's guts.

But he still pretended to ponder and said, "Erniang, you should believe Dad, he is not such a person

But when your father comes back, you should carefully smell whether there is a woman's rouge smell on his body, and you are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

"Feng'er has a point." Erniang nodded solemnly.

"When Dad comes back, you tell him that I have something to look for him." Leaving these words, Qin Feng was about to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, he seemed to think of something again, and patted his head and added, "Oh, by the way, Erniang, I heard from a friend that the smell of green oranges can mask a woman's rouge smell.

Dad, he doesn't like to eat green oranges, right?"

Outside the Fengtian City Demon Slashing Division, there is a river around the city, nine around eighteen bends, so it is called the Nine Curved River.

This river is quite miraculous, some people have heard the dragon chant from the river, and some people have seen the gods and demons in the water.

Grotesque news, strange and strange, different opinions, Jiuqu River is also more and more mysterious.

There is just one point, which is recognized by the people of Fengtian City, if it is okay, don't get close to the Jiuqu River, this river is demonic!

But there are always a few exceptions to everything, for example, on such a dark day, there are still people who dare to fish by the Jiuqu River.

Through the sporadic moonlight through the clouds, it was clear that it was an old man with white hair and black hair.

It was the one who had visited Qin Jian'an before!

When the fishing line falls into the water, the surface of the lake is calm and calm, like a mirror.

Under the reflection of the dappled moonlight, there seemed to be fireflies surging in the Jiuqu River.

Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes, and saw that the fishing line moved slightly, and just as he was about to lift the rod, there was a crisp sound of a wooden branch breaking.

The sound was not loud, but it alarmed the presence in the river, and the fishing line returned to silence.

Although the old man didn't look sideways, he knew who it was, and the only one who dared to disturb him fishing was the apprentice - the head of the northern ghost.

"You have a faint smell of blood, and you just killed someone?"

"I thought that after so many days of no movement, those guys should be honest, but there are still people who don't open their eyes today." Qin Jian'an said lightly.

"What are you looking for?"

"Tomorrow my son will come to visit the Demon Slayer Division, and I hope the master can take care of it." Qin Jian'an said respectfully.

"Is it the scholar, or the good embryo who practices knives?"

"The former."

The old man bowed slightly, and he vaguely remembered the handsome boy who passed by outside the Qin Mansion.

"What is he here for?"

When Qin Jian'an heard this, he briefly said about the gunpowder.

After the old man listened, the fishing rod in his hand trembled, and there were ripples on the lake: "The Qin family is a double master, and this matter has been recorded by the old man."

"Thank you, master."

The sky was getting dark, and Qin Jian'an left the Jiuqu River and rushed towards the Qin Mansion.

On the way, I happened to meet a street vendor selling green oranges, and I thought of the smell of blood in the old man's mouth.

After a moment's hesitation, he bought a few green oranges, squeezed out some juice and smeared them on his body.

In fact, he also knew that the faint smell of blood on his body would never be smelled by his wife's nose, but it was always good to be prepared.

After all, you can't let your own women worry.