When Qiankun heard the voice, he turned around and said, "Ah, those disgusting things have flown away." ”

Ling Feng found that Qiankun's eyes had been staring at him, and he said with some guilt: "I'm sorry, I couldn't help you, and I have caused you so much." ”

Qiankun shook his head nonchalantly and said, "Now is not the time to talk about this, we have to go back quickly." ”

Qiankun was afraid that Ling Feng and him would go back too slowly, and Weng Shizhong, who had suffered a thousand cuts, would take all the blame on Ling Feng's head, although Qiankun was very unaccustomed to people like Weng Shizhong, but Ling Feng was still working under Weng Shizhong, so he must not act rashly. Everyone there looked at Weng Shizhong's face, and Qiankun would have side effects if he stood up for him, and Ling Feng would not be able to mix up there in the future.

Ling Feng also nodded, feeling that what Qiankun said was also very right, so he picked up the medicine basket and continued to hurry.

Maybe Ling Feng didn't understand the reason why Qiankun had been staring at him just now, but in fact, when Qiankun was fighting against those three-legged wings just now, he inadvertently saw that Ling Feng was running away so quickly, which was not comparable to ordinary people at all.

Qiankun is not derogating Ling Feng only to run, he just wants to see how his body is different from Qiankun himself, his speed is not ordinary fast at all, he dares to conclude that even if he has exercised the day after tomorrow, the speed will not be so amazing.

However, Qiankun looked at Ling Feng for a while, but he didn't see the difference between Ling Feng and him, so he had no choice but to give up.

ran out of the suburbs and arrived at Chenwang Street, the rain actually stopped, and what surprised the two even more was that there was no mud on the road, as if it had not rained.

"Could it be? Where is it raining? Qiankun turned his head and said to Ling Feng.

"It seems so." Ling Feng was also very helpless, he had known that he would not go to the broken forest.

In this way, the people on the street looked at the two of them who were drenched in rain like strangers.

Time did not allow the two of them to delay, Ling Feng ran as fast as he could, returned to Weng Shizhong's mansion, and put down the medicine basket.

It was already completely dark, and the door had been closed, perhaps Weng Shizhong was asleep.

Ling Feng and Qiankun couldn't enter the door, and just as the two of them were trying to knock on the door, a pungent voice sounded loudly, and Weng Shizhong walked towards Ling Feng with a long stick.

"Little bunny! Where the hell have you been again? Well? What about Lao Tzu's medicinal herbs? ”

Weng Shizhong's eyes stared at Ling Feng tightly like a pair of iron rings, his eyes shining fiercely. He slammed a stick into Ling Feng's backbone, and Ling Feng bent down in pain.

"...... in the medicine basket," Ling Feng said in a trembling voice.

Weng Shizhong glanced at Ling Feng, then looked at the medicine basket, he saw that all the medicinal materials were wet, his expression immediately became gloomy, he threw the medicine basket, and shouted in shock: "Why are these medicinal materials all wet!" Little bunny, how did you get it! ”

Ling Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of embarrassment, and he said in a restrained tone: "When we went to collect the medicine, it was raining heavily, and we were all wet, and the medicinal herbs were also stained with rain. ”

"Little bunny! Do you know that the medicinal materials I want must all be dried, or they will lose their medicinal properties! Heavy rain, hum, I see that you are deliberately delaying to lie to me, and this water is also a disguise just splashed on your body, right? ”

Weng Shizhong indiscriminately pointed at the back of Ling Feng's head and began to scold.

Ling Feng was speechless for a while, and if he refuted, it would be in vain, in Weng Shizhong's eyes, everything he did was wrong, and he could only silently endure Weng Shizhong's vicious scolding and beating.

Qiankun looked at Ling Feng's miserable loss from the side, and felt very distressed, so he explained to Ling Feng on the side: "We really encountered heavy rain while collecting medicine, why didn't you come to blame him without finding out the situation?" ”

"Yo." Weng Shizhong smiled disdainfully at Qiankun, and said with a look of Piri Yangqiu, "You're new here, right?" It's a joke to be a fellow villager with this little bastard, you see that he looks like he can't hold up the wall with mud, isn't it funny? ”

Qiankun listened to Weng Shizhong's words, this was obviously a change of law to scold him, Qiankun looked at Weng Shizhong with a smile on his face, but scolded Weng Shizhong thousands of times in his heart.

"He's just a man who looks small and has little guts. Hahahaha......"

You look like a fat pig, smiling like a fool! Poured a belly full of fat? Even the brain is rusty!

Weng Shizhong smiled, pushed Ling Feng's shoulder, slapped Ling Feng's mouth again, and said, "Yes, my heart is really small, otherwise, how could I come to be a little slave?" I'm really afraid that I won't be able to starve to death, hahaha......"

Qiankun smiled at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes became cold, his eyes looked at Weng Shizhong fixedly, and said with a faint smile: "Really? Boss Weng is really benevolent and generous. ”

You're so generous, you're as big as the door frame, and your eyes are thinner than the stick in your hand.

Weng Shizhong glanced at the medicinal herb and muttered in a low voice, "These medicinal herbs should still be usable after drying." With that, he took the medicine basket, opened the door, and walked inside.

Halfway closer, he turned his head and looked at Qiankun with half an eye, and said with a smile: "Don't learn from him in the future, otherwise, in this Chenwang Street, the end may be even worse." ”

After speaking, the laughter rode away arrogantly.

Qiankun's eyes have been staring deeply at Weng Shizhong, and his gaze is not far away.

The next day, Ling Feng got up early, he swept the yard clean, and after sweeping, he saw Qiankun standing there looking at him.

"Why didn't you get up so early?"

Qiankun asked with concern.

Ling Feng tilted his head to the side, not looking at Qiankun, Qiankun smiled dumbly, is this angry?

"What's wrong, ignore me?" Qiankun said with a smile.

When Ling Feng saw Qiankun coming towards him, he stepped back and whispered to Qiankun: "Don't follow me like this, Weng Shizhong will give you small shoes to wear." ”

Small shoes? Just him? Also worthy?

Qiankun looked disdainful.

"Is it just that fat pig? Let me tell you, Young Master Ben is not afraid of him at all, on the contrary, he still wants to beat him! Qiankun waved his fist and said viciously.

"Shh Ling Feng's face was full of horror, "Be quiet." ”

When Qiankun saw this, the evil spirit between his eyebrows also relaxed, yes, he was not afraid, and he couldn't affect Ling Feng.

Qiankun looked at Qiankun and suddenly felt a little pitiful, so he pulled him aside and asked, "Why did you come here to be a slave?" ”

Qiankun saw that Ling Feng's expression changed suddenly, Ling Feng's eyes also dimmed, and a little melancholy added to his eyebrows, and his bones were pinched white by Ling Feng's own pinching.

He seemed to remember something painful.

It is said that going with the flow, being content and happy, and being able to be at ease, but who can guarantee that they have never been sad and desperate? Qiankun tried his best to disguise himself as a heartless person, but in the sleek and casual depths, he still retained the fragile heart of that child.

Seeing him hugging himself in such pain, Qiankun knew that his heart must not be simple, and it hit his sore spot, so he put his arms around his shoulders and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you that." ”

"If only he were still here!" After a while, Ling Feng's face was already full of tears, and he grabbed his hair fiercely, his voice trembling extremely.

Qiankun was surprised to find that as soon as Ling Feng's tears flowed out of his eyes, his tear troughs seemed so distinct, he didn't dare to speak anymore. He was afraid that if he continued to say it, Ling Feng would completely collapse.

Ling Feng buried his head in Qiankun's body and cried, perhaps, Qiankun himself was Ling Feng's only friend in the true sense, right?

Qiankun quietly stroked Ling Feng's back, but he didn't expect that Ling Feng would survive these pains for so many years by relying on his thin body like a robe.

Such a person should be respected, not ridiculed!

After crying for a while, Ling Feng stopped crying, and Qiankun was in no mood to continue asking. Just looking at the sky, the faint fog has faintly risen, and it is dawn.

Time flies, and it's going to be such a dull and cyclical day again.

Qiankun sighed and stood up, at this time, he felt someone lingering outside the door.

After a while, a person came, kicked the door open, and scolded arrogantly: "Weng Shizhong! You come out for Lao Tzu! The March Covenant has arrived! ”

Qiankun and Ling Feng were both stunned, Qiankun stepped forward and said solemnly: "Excuse me, are you looking for Weng Shizhong?" ”

Take a closer look, this majestic man who has been shouting and scolding on his lips should be middle-aged or older, dressed in simple and old-fashioned clothes, and the clothes he wears add a bit of solemnity to his body, and the domineering aura exuded by his body makes people not enter.

The middle-aged man glanced at Qiankun and said solemnly, "You are Weng Shizhong's henchman?" ”

"It's not." Qiankun thought about it, but felt wrong, and said, "It's okay." ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man also withdrew his gaze, looked straight ahead, and said in a cold voice: "Let that old boy from Weng Shizhong come out to see me!" ”