Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

The young man under him has a broad back and strong arms. The steep and slippery slabs seem to have no effect on him. He walks fast and steady, carrying a person up the mountain so quickly, without even breathing for breath. Dad Zhou looked at the stubborn head and asked, "Have you been in the army?"

"Well, stay for a while." Meng Su's voice was steady, without panting.

Dad Zhou nodded secretly. From his instinct, at least half of these people had been in the army. Judging from the walking posture and the aura, they should have been on the battlefield.

This time, Ling Qingyu came back prepared, so he could put a little bit down.

What happened to Dad Ling, he has always regretted that he didn't help anything. The best old comrade-in-arms just got mad and passed away so quickly, so he didn't recover for half a year.

He didn’t return to Ningcheng for a long time. He had been in the army before, and he was also in the northern army. The relationship there was not as good as Ling's father. When he came back, he was taken care of by Ling's father a lot from his house to life. When that happened, all his relationships were useless, and the thought of it made me feel uncomfortable.

Father Ling's tomb is still some distance away from the top of the mountain, which is exquisite in Feng Shui, facing the sun facing the water, backing against the green mountains, and embracing in a group.

It’s just that he buried his father here, but it’s not because of the Feng Shui master, but what his father is most proud of is not his twenty years in the provincial capital, but the place he used to be like a garbage dump in the wilderness. Has become the green mountains and green waters today.

The tomb is made of marble, and only half of the characters are shown on the tombstone. In addition, Ling Ma’s name is not inked. Under the snow, the stele with the words “Why Not Be ashamed of the Heart” written by Ling Ba’s handwriting is extremely obvious. Item.

Su Mu and Ye eleven held brooms in their hands, and Yan Qi and Ying eleven held rags. They cleaned the cemetery without much effort, and then Cheng Jia took out the incense.

They bought a lot of foundation products. After Ying Jiu put down Zhou's mother, they and Ye Po cleared out an open space next to them to burn the paper houses.

Since Wu Yi went up the mountain, her tears began to fall, and she was put on the ground by Ye Po, stepped forward, touching the photo of Ling Dad on the tombstone with her hand, and tears even more.

"Mom..." Ling Qingyu's eyes were red, and he helped Wu Yi whispered: "Mom, Dad has done good deeds all his life, and he has accumulated a lot of blessings. He will definitely be able to go to heaven. If you live well, he will be at ease. "She was closest to her father. When her father passed away, she was hit very hard. But for 24 years there, she had personally experienced this kind of soul wear. Her mentality was completely different. Her father was upright and treated others. Kindness will definitely get a good reincarnation.

"I know, I know." She gently patted her daughter's hand, Wu Yi wiped her tears, knowing that she knew, but now the yin and yang are separated by the man who has been with him for a lifetime, and that kind of loneliness can only be achieved by herself. Experience.

The flowers were arranged, the scented candle was lit, Wu Yi took the lead and worshipped three times, then Zhou's father and Zhou's mother prayed three times. After glaring at the elders, Ling Qingyu knelt down and kowtows. Talking to his father carefully.

"Dad, I will take good care of my mother. Don't worry, Shu Qifan and I have divorced, and then... I brought you a good son-in-law. The daughter is very good now and very happy. The son-in-law will kowtow with you later. When you come, you should also take a look."

Starting from Yansan, Yang Zhao, Cheng Jia, Yingjiu, Yanqi, Su Mu, Meng Su, Ying XIII, He Li, Zhao Yinfeng, Ye Eleven, Ye Po, one by one, kowtow.

The men were silently meditating on what they wanted to say, their regular and straight postures, the meticulous manners, the solemn and solemn expressions, and the banging bangs.

Zhou Ziqing suddenly remembered what Tao Zhuo had said. They all liked Ling Qingyu and raised their eyes to Ling Qingyu. Seeing Ling Qingyu and Wu Yi who she was supporting, both smiled comfortably, and they even had a heartbreak.

Tao Zhuo knelt down behind Ye Po and kowtowed his head. He wanted to follow their beautiful and rigorous kneeling posture. When his knees were bent, he walked away, then put the incense in and peeped at Ye Po's forehead. Knocking on the red piece, I gave up learning from their behavior of knocking loudly, watched Zhou Ziqing followed her and knocked his head normally, then got up and pushed away, and whispered: "What I said, you believe it?"

After the incense was finished, Ye Shiyi set up the paper house and piles of paper money, and stood on both sides with Ye Po. Today, the wind is strong. Although there is snow covered, the branches are withered in winter. Mountain fire, here is the hard work of Ling Dad for twenty years.

Two peerless masters stood on each side without any movement, and the fire that started to burn slowly in the middle burned in a very strange way.

The wind roared in the mountains and forests, bringing up the broken snow and flying, blowing the dead branches and leaves sloshing.

However, the smoke from the burning fire was moving upward in a straight line, even sparks and debris were floating in the middle group.

Zhou's father and mother, who were worried that burning so much paper would cause wildfires, was very relieved.

Tao Zhuo's eyes widened, he looked at the huge fire slowly extinguishing inexplicably, and whispered to Zhou Ziqing: "You uncle, I'm afraid you will be wronged."

Zhou Ziqing stabbed him unconsciously, and said, "Don't be nagging again." Before she finished her words, she saw the beautiful man named Yan Qi rushing down.

What a plunder!

Like a gust of wind, he descended many steps and disappeared at the turn.

The mountain was windy, although it was first clear after the snow, it was still bitterly cold. Ling Qingyu still had an aunt on her body, and she would feel cold if she was dressed like a ball. Seeing that the fire was almost burning, Yang Zhao suggested going down the mountain. .

Wu Yi originally wanted to stay, but seeing that her daughter's face was already pale and half leaning against Yan San, she said a few more words to Dad Ling before going down the mountain.

The road down the mountain was slippery than the uphill road, but worrying about Ling Qingyu's body, the speed of the descent was faster.

If it weren't for worrying about the Zhou family's four being here, Yan San would want to fly straight down with light effort.

Immediately after the mountainside, Yan Qi who had descended earlier swept up. Yan Qi who had turned from the curve clearly recovered with ease, and his momentum was still somewhat uncontrollable. He floated over with a beautiful posture and whispered in Yang Zhao’s ear. One sentence.

Yan Qi's voice is very soft, but they are not far apart, and their ears are very human. Hearing Yan Qi's words, the men's faces changed.

Yan San stopped in his footsteps, wondering if it would be better not to take her down the mountain.

Yang Zhao glanced at Ling Qingyu's slightly frowning brows and had been on the mountain for an hour. She was afraid that she could not bear it, and said: "Let's go down first." After that, he and He Li had already passed them and ran off. .

Yan San nodded, stepped faster, and hurried down the mountain.

Ling Qingyu didn't hear what Yan Qi said, but seeing their reaction, she knew it was not a good thing. Her heart was tight, but when she saw Yan San's tight mouth, she didn't worry anymore.

Yes, what else can she worry about now?

A few steps away from the foot of the mountain, I heard a roar from the path, and two trucks full of people and a bulldozer approached.

Ling Qingyu was taken aback, he heard someone on the truck take a big horn out and shouted: "Hey, the people in front listen, this place has been nationalized, and roads are going to be built from here. Those graves on your mountain, etc. Move away quickly, if we don't move away, we will help you level it!"

As he yelled, the truck stopped, and dozens of people got off the truck one after another, standing in front of the truck with a shovel, hammer and other things in their hands, freezing cold.

A person jumped out of the truck cab, patted the horn in his hand, and shouted again: "Have you heard?"

"What do they mean?" Wu Yi asked puzzled.

Ling Qingyu was already shaking with anger, and said in a deep voice, "Find the person behind."

"Yes!" Replied, Ye Xi and Ye Po rushed out.

Yang Zhao and the others went down the mountain first. They opened the trunk of the car and picked some guys in it, and then one of them took a long stick out.

"Courage is really big enough." Zhao Yinfeng took a stick with a stick, knocked it on the palm, and said gloomily.

"This time, we don't need to keep our hands?" Meng Su held the club in his hand, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Yang Zhao He Li did not speak, but took off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, copied the long stick, and then walked towards the truck with an awe-inspiring aura.

If you dare to dig a grave, you must be prepared to be buried alive!

Seeing that there were only four people, but he just made him feel the aura of a mighty army, Mr. Cheng took a step back unconsciously, and then leaned back against the front of the truck and shouted: "Don’t mess up. Come on! We have government orders! You know how serious it is to obstruct key national projects!"

"Boss..." The teeth of the man holding the **** next to him trembled and said: "No, you said, there are only two women here, so it's okay to scare and scare?" These people, at first glance, are not easy to provoke. Okay!

"Yes, boss, we only took two hundred yuan. This price doesn't include fighting." Another subordinate sniffed.

Mr. Cheng took away the speaker and whispered, "I know, isn't this just scaring them?"

"Boss, I think you can't scare you, they don't seem to be country folks!"

"Yeah, boss, this is going to be a fight, but you have to pay more."

"You pigs, there are only four of them. We are more than fifty people. We are afraid that we can't beat them? We are crushed to death!" Cheng Gongtou watched as he approached step by step, and the thin snow on the ground seemed to be picked up and rolled up. Under their feet, like a blossoming snowflake, the murderous aura brought substantial persecution, and they shouted: "Come down, one person adds one thousand! We must let them know how powerful we are!"