The Dragon from Hell

As soon as Qin Feng and his partner set foot here, many people stopped what they were doing and stared at them secretly.

They said they were staring, but many people didn't dare to look up and look directly at them.

Ah Xing in Qin Feng's arms was very happy, pointing to a dilapidated small courtyard in front: "That's my home!"

That small courtyard was the oldest one on the street, and it should have not been renovated for several years.

Even from a long distance, he could smell a strong smell of Chinese medicine. Qin Feng could tell that it was Ah Xing's home without Ah Xing leading the way.

Only Ah Xing's family lived in this small courtyard, but the courtyard was very small, with only two rooms, one large and one small. There was also a small stove in the corner of the courtyard, and the medicine cup on it was empty, with only a few empty medicine bowls placed next to it.

As soon as he entered the door, Ah Xing looked at Qin Feng with a worried look on his face: "You don't think it smells bad, do you?"

He was worried that his family's conditions would scare this "friend of different ages".

"What smell is bad?" Qin Feng looked at him in confusion: "Is there any smell in your house?"

Ah Xing was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Zhong Mengran who was always cold.

After entering his house, the two people did not react at all, as if they could not feel the smell of his house at all.

Ah Xing was relieved at once, got down from Qin Feng's arms, asked the two of them to sit in the yard, and ran into the house to get the teapot out.

It was called a teapot, but it was actually just a pot of boiled hot water.

Qin Feng and Zhong Mengran sat in the yard waiting. Ah Xing's father had not come back yet. The yard was quiet, and the door of the big house was closed, so the scene inside could not be seen.

The small house that Ah Xing went to seemed to be his own house, and there were some sundries piled up in it.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Zhong Mengran looked almost impatient: "Don't tell me you wasted so much time just to be friends with him."

Zhong Mengran never understood Qin Feng's approach. Even if he didn't kill the child, he could have told him that he could fulfill his wish, asked him if he wanted anything, and then fulfilled his wish.

There's no need to waste time here.

"If it were that simple, we wouldn't have appeared in his mind." Qin Feng looked at Ah Xing's busy little figure: "And didn't you find that this child's mind is different from that of ordinary children? Be patient, if you want to find an 'opportunity'."

Qin Feng sat calmly, waiting for Ah Xing to bring out the kettle.

He was only about seven or eight years old, his body hadn't grown up yet, and his hands and feet were not flexible enough, but he still insisted on boiling water for Qin Feng and the others.

Just as he was busy, a cough came from the originally closed door.

When little Ah Xing heard the person inside cough, he quickly put down his work and ran inside: "Mom, what's wrong with you!"

As soon as he pushed open the door, Qin Feng and the others looked into the room and saw a bed at the back of the room.

The bed was covered with a black curtain, which completely blocked the person on the bed.

The courtyard where Ah Xing lived was at the end of the street, and the light was not good.

For some reason, the doors and windows of the room were closed, and no light could penetrate even in the daytime. The curtains beside the bed were also in this color. I don't know what disease the person on the bed had that required such treatment.

"Mom, why are you vomiting blood again? Don't worry, I'll boil some water for you! Dad went out to buy medicine today, and we can drink the medicine soon!"

Ah Xing got into the black curtain and was asking the person inside in an anxious tone.

A female voice soon came from behind the tent, weak but gentle: "Don't worry, Ah Xing, I'm fine. I just heard your voice, and it seems that you brought friends back. I wanted to ask you to come in and get some food to entertain your friends."

"Mom, you are so annoying. If you are not feeling well, you should rest well!" Ah Xing's tone was somewhat reproachful. At his age, he spoke in an old-fashioned way: "You were able to get out of bed and walk a few steps a few days ago, but you are not feeling well these days. You still don't know how to pay attention!"

The woman behind the tent seemed to laugh: "Our Ah Xing has really grown up. He even taught me a lesson..."

Although she said so, the woman's tone was full of relief.

"Our Ah Xing is getting better and better. He even made some friends. I'm really happy. This is the first time you bring friends home."

"It's a pity that I'm not feeling well and can't get up to help you entertain your friends. Please apologize to them for me."

From the tone and manner of the other person's speech, Ah Xing's mother spoke gently and kindly. Although she was bedridden, her tone revealed a sense of lightness, as if she was not worried about her situation at all.

It should also beShe is a wonderful woman.

"It's okay, mother. My friend is a very good person. He will never mind!"

When mentioning Qin Feng, Ah Xing's tone was filled with indescribable joy, as if Qin Feng was some secret treasure he had discovered.

At this time, Qin Feng also took the initiative to walk to the door, but did not go in: "Don't worry, auntie, we are just here to see Ah Xing's house. You don't have to get up to entertain us."

Zhong Mengran, who was standing by, couldn't help but look at him a few times when she heard this. She always felt strange: looking at Ah Xing's age, Ah Xing's mother was at most the same age as Qin Feng. How did he call her "Auntie"?

However, just as she finished her secret complaints, she heard a panicked voice from inside, and the sound of a porcelain bowl falling to the ground and breaking.

"Who are you!" Ah Xing's mother's voice came again, but her tone was already panicked, and her voice trembled unconsciously.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Don't worry, they are all my friends, not bad people!" Ah Xing seemed to be frightened by the woman and hurried to comfort her.

But the woman didn't listen to his comfort at all, and her voice became more and more excited: "What do you want to do? After so many years, you still won't let me go? Get out, get out!"

"Mom! What's wrong with you!"

In the tent, Ah Xing's voice became more and more anxious, and Qin Feng frowned slightly when he heard it.

He suddenly thought of what Ah Xing said before, that his father had told him that there was a "noble person" in the town during this period, and in order to prevent Ah Xing from bumping into the noble person and causing trouble, he was not allowed to go out without permission.

If Ah Xing was naughty, it would be fine, but this child is obviously mature and stable, why would Ah Xing's father worry?

Now looking at Ah Xing's mother's reaction, this family seems to have some enemies.

At this time, Ah Xin's panicked scream came from inside. Qin Feng was about to go in to see the situation, and heard a man's violent shout behind him: "What are you doing!"