Lord Wei’s Fiancee is a Mystic Arts Expert

The old horse went back and brought paper products and other things needed for daily affairs.

Feng Heng brought a group of people with them, and they all brought their own children and stood quietly outside Feng Ziqi's room. Last night, according to Feng Nian's words, he told the people in the village that although Feng Ziqi was drowning, it was related to people. He said that if he didn't want to live in peace for the rest of his life, he had better take the initiative to stand up.

It's just that none of these people was ready to step forward, and they just quietly dragged their children. Their child hid in their arms with some fear. In the end, Feng Hengchu couldn't stand it any longer, so he went up to knock on the door.

Feng Nian came out of Feng Ziqi's room, glanced at everyone standing outside the door, and then said slowly, Have you all asked what your child did?

Although Feng Ziqi was not directly pushed into the river by these children, Feng Ziqi's death was inseparably related to these children!

One of the villagers named Feng Peilan saw that it was Feng Nian, and knew that although Feng Nian was the daughter of the Feng family, she was driven out of the ancestral house by the Feng family early in the morning, so she didn't take her seriously at all. So he said in a slightly mocking tone, Zuo is just a child's play around, what's the big deal!

Her child is Feng Zijun who took the lead in stealing Feng Ziqi's schoolbag.

Seeing that his mother was protecting him, Feng Zijun bravely shouted, That's right, it's just a broken schoolbag.

Seeing that this group of people didn't really come here at all, Feng Nian closed the door heavily.

Feng Heng was taken aback for a moment, oh no, the eldest niece is really angry. Why are this group of people so brainless? Before he came here, he had clearly said that Feng Ziqi had already dissipated. If he didn't want to be restless for the rest of his life, he would sincerely apologize. It's just that he didn't expect that these people didn't listen to a word, and even annoyed his eldest niece. It is true that what kind of parents there are will raise what kind of children. Come on, he doesn't want to take care of this mess.

He shook off the invisible dust on his sleeves, then turned and left.

Seeing Feng Heng leaving, they also left. Some of them wanted to stop him to ask questions, but Feng Peilan stopped him, We came to offer incense sticks sincerely, but if they don't give it to you, it's really shameless to show your face. After finishing speaking, he dragged Feng Zijun home.

Seeing this, the others also dispersed one after another.

After closing the door, Feng Nian said to the old horse in a calm voice, Uncle Ma, it looks like we won't be able to bury him today.

The old horse had already heard the sounds outside clearly. Feng Nian obviously wanted to ask for forgiveness for these children. Since they don't appreciate it, let's ask for blessings.

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It was late at night, and the silver-white moonlight quietly sprinkled on the village road. It seems to have cooled down tonight, and the temperature in the village has dropped a lot. The wind blew the branches outside the window clicking, as if a monster with teeth and claws was about to rush into the house.

Feng Zijun was still playing computer games, after Feng Peilan called him a few times, he didn't bother to answer him, and let him go.

Click, all the lights in the room went out, and the computer also went dark.

Is this a power outage? Feng Zijun's first reaction was to open the door to see what happened outside, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open his door. He kicked twice, hoping to get his parents' attention.

After a while, Feng Peilan who was in the living room was still and had no intention of opening the door for him. He lay on the door and listened to the movement outside, the surrounding was eerily quiet, he could only hear the sound of breathing. But this breathing sound is not only his own, there is another person's breathing sound in the house!

Feng Zijun turned around slowly, the window that had been closed was knocked open at this time, the two windows were shaken by the wind, and even flapped together, but such a big movement, The parents outside the living room still didn't come in to check. He panicked completely. Because he saw a row of footprints along the window, slowly walking towards him!

What's even more frightening is that as soon as he moves, those water footprints will follow him!

He no longer cared about attracting complaints from neighbors, he slammed on the door vigorously, and shouted to his parents to come and save him. However, he found that even if he yelled out his throat, no one outside paid any attention to him. The ears of the neighbors seemed to be covered, and they couldn't hear him making such a loud commotion at all.

Feng Zijun couldn't move the door any longer. He leaned against the door and slowly slid down the ball as if deflated. He seemed to have seen it when Feng Ziqi was struggling in the water. despair!

He still remembers the scene of Feng Ziqi jumping into the river to salvage his schoolbag desperately. Feng Ziqi swam to the place where the schoolbag sank without hesitation, but unfortunately, he seemed to be exhausted before he could get the schoolbag.

At that time, someone next to him was going to call for an adult, but he didn't think it was necessary, because he was afraid that his father would beat him with a cane after returning home. He just wanted to play a joke on Feng Ziqi, not to mention that Feng Ziqi's water quality is The best of them all. How could it be so easy to drown?

For a short moment, Feng Ziqi stopped struggling and slowly sank into the river...

The children watching all this on the shore were silent, and they were a little at a loss.

It was Feng Zijun who asked them to go home separately, and kept the secret in their stomachs so that no one could tell it.

Ziqi, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I just wanted to make a joke with you, I didn't intend to kill you. He wrapped his hands around his knees and buried his head deeply in his knees...

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As soon as the sky turned pale, Feng Nian offered another stick of incense to Feng Shishi and Feng Ziqi. Today is the day she is going to take her grandpa and grandson up the mountain.

After enjoying the incense, she carefully inspected the coffins of Feng Shishi and Feng Ziqi. After finding nothing unusual, she said to the old horse, Uncle Ma, open the door. Feng Hengchu had already contacted the people in the village. People, someone will come to help carry the grandpa and grandson up the mountain together in a while.

Lao Ma opened the door according to his words, but he didn't expect that there were quite a few people standing outside the door. They were all uniformly dressed in white, with guilty expressions on their faces. Among them were yesterday's Feng Peilan and her son Feng Zijun. The old horse cast his eyes on

Feng Peilan's mouth moved, as if to say something, but she still didn't say it. She is not as straightforward as her son.

Feng Zijun stepped forward, his eyes were black and blue, Master Feng, I was wrong. Let us carry Feng Ziqi's coffin today, okay?

It seems that these children came to apologize sincerely, Feng Nian said calmly, Everyone go in first to offer incense, and when the time is up, go up the mountain.

After Feng Zijun answered Yes, he led the way into Feng Ziqi's house. This time, he respectfully offered incense to Feng Shishi and Feng Ziqi respectively, and silently said I'm sorry.

And the parents of these children are also preparing to carry the coffin for the tenth emperor.