Li Feng was suddenly scattered!

"Feng'er ......" Daddy called him that before he died!

No, it's impossible, Daddy's corpse should be lying quietly in the morgue of Dali Temple at this time, how could it be a corpse? What he saw with his own eyes was that Daddy was so dead that he even shook his head during the autopsy: "The murderer is extremely ruthless, and he is fatal with a knife." ”

Just a coincidence!

"You've mistaken someone!" Li Feng shouted, and the two trembling wanted to stand up, but found that his legs were still weak.

The man trembled against the wall, his gray hair messy in the cold wind, covering his bloody face: "My own eldest son, how can I admit my mistake...... Feng'er, you are so ruthless that you attack your father......"

Li Feng said in a panic: "Daddy, aren't you dizzy, I am your eldest son, how can I do it to you?" ”

"Why don't you do it to me, you and Fan Yanguan are greedy for ink and salt to attract money, and you are saved for your father, you are so mad that you will kill your father in the squatter room of Baoxiang Temple with Fan Yanguan...... You're so ruthless! ”

"I didn't, I didn't, you talk nonsense!" Li Feng wanted to stand up, but he slid down again, but he could only watch the man come over step by step.

"My father died, I died so miserably, my father was so lonely on Huangquan Road, Feng'er, you just come down and accompany your father together...... By the way, Fan Yanguan, who committed the murder with you that day, I have already claimed his life, but he is extremely evil, and he was detained by black and white impermanence and put in a frying pot to cook......"

"No, it's impossible, Fan Yanguan is extremely tired, so he is dying......" Li Feng argued.

"Heh, how did the surname Fan die, you must be clear. Come, my son, my good man, come and be your father......"

A cat barked bitterly, and Li Feng felt that his brain was about to be numb: "I am your eldest son, how can you be willing to let me die!" You forgot my aunt, she still needs me to take care of it! And your eldest grandson, they are so lively and cute......"

"Your aunt, you have your second brother to take care of, he is smarter than you, longer sleeves and good at dancing than you, and his official position is higher than you, and he will also promote ......his nephews in the future."

Li Feng suddenly shouted: "I know that you have favored Li Shu since you were a child, you say that he is good in everything, agree with him in everything, and belittle me everywhere!" ”

He seemed to collapse suddenly, and said excitedly: "Obviously, the master praised my articles for doing a good job, but you just said that they were not as good as him!" ”

"How not? Didn't your second brother help you correct the only article that your master praised you? ”

Li Feng covered his mouth. Only their father and son know about this matter, and others will not be able to save it! Could it be that this ghost is really his own father Li Zhuang who was killed by his own hands?!

"Who's sneaking around here!" Suddenly, a faint light floated in.

Li Feng subconsciously looked towards the light source, only to hear a few footsteps rushing over. The meager light grew stronger, and it turned out to be the patrol army of the Dragon Guard.

The man...... Li Feng hurriedly turned around, but saw that the person who was still standing just now had fallen to the ground motionless.

What a deceitful corpse!? Li Feng's heart almost jumped to his throat.

The soldiers of the Dragon Guard had already come over and asked, "Why don't you speak?" Hey, there's still someone here...... Hey, there's no one, it's just a set of clothes......"

The soldier picked up the garment, and the blazing light of the torch made the garment clear.

It was a blue-colored robe with wide sleeves, and on the left chest, it looked like someone had stabbed it with a knife, and it was stained with blood.

Li Feng's throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't speak anymore.

He remembered that on that day, his father Li Zhuang was wearing this robe, and he and Fan Yanguan joined forces and stabbed him to death.

But this robe, on that day in the morgue, he had already changed it with his own hands, and asked his subordinates to take it outside and burn it, how could it still appear here?

That person just now, is it really his father?

The people of the Long Weijun interrogated Li Feng for a long time, and saw that he was lost and depressed, and although there were blood stains at the scene, there were no injured people and no corpses, so they let Li Feng go.

Li Feng stumbled into the alley where the carriage was parked, and the entourage and the groom were already waiting anxiously: "Why is the uncle so embarrassed? ”

Li Feng waved his hand tiredly: "Go home, go home!" "Can he say he ran into his father's ghost?

As soon as Li Feng sat down in his position, he felt that something was wrong. There seemed to be something more in the seats. He touched it with his backhand and found a shirt.

He remembered that when he got off the bus, he didn't have any extra clothes on his seat.

The carriage moved slowly, and the attendant had just wiped his rain-soaked face, when suddenly a frightened shout came from the carriage: "Stop!" ”

The door was slammed open, and something flew out of it, right over the horse's head.

The horse was suddenly covered by something, frightened, and screamed to run wildly. The groom was a clever man, and immediately picked up the guy, broke the belt on the horse's back, and the carriage, which could have been balanced, suddenly lost its balance in the case of a sudden loss of force, and Li Feng actually rolled out of the carriage and fell to the ground.

"Uncle!" The attendant screamed in horror and bent down to help Li Feng.

saw Li Feng's eyes wide, looking at the sky, his eyes motionless.

Uncle, this is dead? The entourage panicked and hurriedly wanted to probe Li Feng's snort.

"I'm fine." Li Feng said quietly, "I just fell a little dizzy." ”

"Whose horse? Whose horse? It doesn't matter if it's good, it's running around, what if it hurts someone? "It's the soldiers of the Dragon Guard again, leading the horse that has just run away.

Although Li Feng was lying down, he could also see that the robe that had been covering the horse's head was gone.

He couldn't help but get up and ask, "What about the robe on the horse's head?" ”

"What robes, I have not seen." The soldier said inexplicably, "But you don't take care of the horses, and you will be fined for running on them." ”

"It should be punished, it should be punished." The attendant hurriedly took out a silver ticket from his purse and handed it to the soldier.

"But it's going to take care of it." The soldier took the money, and without any joyful expression, he strode away.

Li Feng was no longer in the mood to take the car, so he asked the groom to drive the car first, and he and his entourage slowly walked back along the street.

The entourage didn't dare to say much, and silently held an umbrella to protect Li Feng from the rain.

In the middle of the night, the Jingshi was still lively. In addition to those Langjun who are lively, there are also many little ladies who come out to play.

Walking in the brightly lit and lively place, Li Feng felt that his soul had returned to its place.

The shock calmed down, and he felt that his stomach was hungry. What kind of spring food banquet was there in Fanlou today, it was obviously a Hongmen banquet, and he didn't have time to taste those dishes at all.

There are stalls selling wontons on the side of the road, and the water vapor rises hot, spreading the fragrance.

"Go eat a bowl of ravioli." Li Feng said.

The entourage hurried to buy it, while Li Feng sat down at the small table, burying his head in extreme exhaustion.

There was a sound of rustling around him, it should be the entourage coming back, Li Feng looked up, but saw that it was Liao Haohai sitting next to him. Liao Haohai saw him raise his head and smiled at him slightly: "Li Langjun, what a coincidence." ”

He was suddenly startled, and almost didn't sit down: "Liao Pingshi also came to eat wontons?" ”

"yes, it's too late for dinner." Liao Haohai said lazily, "I originally wanted to go to Tianxianglou, but I was too hungry, passing by here, smelling the aroma of wontons, I felt that it was also a wonderful thing to occasionally taste the food made by the vendors outside." ”

Li Feng's heart skipped another beat.

He is now a cup bow snake shadow, Liao Haohai just said the same word as his father's name, he felt that Liao Haohai was talking about his father. That bloody clothes, could it be Liao Haohai's doing?

When the hot wontons were served, Liao Haohai's face was a little blurred in the rising water vapor.

He said: "Li Langjun, guess what, why is Han Shaoqing in a hurry to call me back today?" Eh, I'm really, Li Langjun is not from Dali Temple, how do you know what's going on. Let me tell you, yes, Fan Yanguan's death is very strange. The experienced old man of Dali Temple finally came back from visiting relatives in his hometown, and today it was found that Fan Yanguan did not die of overwork, but that there was a very thin silver needle on his head, which pierced his heavenly spirit cover, and he died because of this. ”

(End of chapter)