brush!

In a word, Zhang Qianqiu's sweat came down.

He looked at the other person's eyes and his legs were trembling, but this person had a stubborn temper after all, so he simply admitted: "Yes, I have a good impression of Miss Qiu."

"Fear? This description is very subtle..."

Xiaozhai chuckled and said, "I don't care what you feel, from now on, you have to erase it."

"For, why?"

Zhang Qianqiu was dissatisfied and forced himself to say, "You have no right to interfere in other people's feelings!"

"Ha, I thought your IQ was the best. Now it seems that Li Dong is the real wise man. Maybe we are too tolerant and made you forget that Phoenix Mountain is not a company, we are not the boss, and you are not the so-called employee."

She suddenly looked stern and said, "You are rushing into the mountains without authorization. You should be glad that we are not people who kill indiscriminately, otherwise you can still leave your life here to talk to me?"

boom!

A huge momentum was shrouded like Mount Tai, Zhang Qianqiu's knees softened and he knelt on the ground.

The muscles on the face were completely distorted, and I felt that the bones in my body were pinched by a big hand, and it was squeezed in little by little, making a creaking sound.

In just a few seconds, I experienced the horror and pain like hell.

Finally, the momentum was restrained, and he fell to the ground, almost twitching in pain, but his consciousness was still very clear.

Zhang Qianqiu, at the age of twenty, has a superior family background, a successful career, a decisive and independent personality, and has never lacked a companionship with girls. Such people are born successful people and will never lose weight when they are thrown into the crowd.

Now that he has changed the environment, he is full of confidence and firmly believes that he can make a name for himself. But unfortunately, although he has entered the mountain gate, his thinking is still in the past.

In modern society, people deal with people, look at their faces in everything, keep a backup plan, and worry about the law. Under a mature set of existing rules, you play and I play, everyone is happy.

But at this moment, he suddenly understood: this is not a restricted civilization zone, this is a bloody wilderness full of instincts and desires.

"Hosh...hush..."

Zhang Qianqiu gasped heavily and asked with a little energy he had just recovered, "You, why didn't you kill me?"

"I said that I am not a random killer, let alone a guy who has no ability to resist. Of course, if you want to die, I can." Xiaozhai said.

"Okay, I understand."

Zhang Qianqiu stood up and said hoarsely and lowly: "I am not qualified to talk to you now, but one day..."

"Okay, don't make any harsh words. You go down the mountain in a while, and then work in the North Lu Manor in the future. Go out."

“…”

He was suddenly hit in his throat, but he had a bit of personality, and it seemed that nothing had happened before. He bowed and bowed and then went out.

Xiaozhai watched the other party leave, suddenly turned around and said, "What are you doing? Don't say a word?"

"I didn't even notice that you suddenly came to this, what would I say?" Gu Yan was puzzled.

"You are just practicing for a while and you can find a big deal!"

Xiaozhai despised him and said for granted: "Xiaoqiu is mine, how can someone else pry it away?"

"whispering sound!"

Gu Yan curled his lips, too lazy to follow suit. To be honest, he really didn't notice Zhang Qianqiu's thoughts. Not to mention this, he hadn't even seen Zhang Qianqiu several times.

I have only been up the mountain for a month and have been looking at the group's pet.

We have to worry! The style of Long Qiu's 1.74-meter-long style is like taking it out for groceries, and they are afraid of getting lost. They don't want to kill people because of this, but they can't let them go back, so they have to be locked up at the foot of the mountain.

As for what revenge, what is the thirty years of Hedong and thirty years of Hexi... Please, ho are?

…………

Eastern Foothills, Cemetery.

As the Spring Festival approaches, according to the customs of the people of Xia, they have the habit of burning paper for their relatives and elders to visit the graves. Baicheng is a cemetery, and many people come, either pushing bicycles or carrying supplies in both hands, often repeating on a narrow stone brick road.

And in front of a tombstone inside, a family of four gathered.

Gu Yu lit three incense sticks, put them on fruits and wine, then tore open a few bags of paper money, and wiped them with a finger. A little red light spread to the paper money, and it immediately started to burn.

He controlled the fire to a very small range, and the smoke curled up and did not spread around, rising straight into the sky. Xiaozhai stood on the other side, holding two bags of gold ingots and adding them from time to time.

Long Qiu and Xiaojin had nothing to do, but they were standing beside each other obediently, and it was rare that there was no fight.

This is naturally my grandfather’s tombstone. He will definitely come to worship during several important days such as Qingming Festival, Ghost Festival, and Spring Festival. However, after practicing, he often misses the schedule. For example, during the Spring Festival last year, others were in Huozhou and could not come.

The fire was very strong, and after a short while, there was only a pile of black ashes left.

Gu Yu leaned a little aside, knelt down and kowtowed three times. He got up and wanted to leave, but Xiaozhai also passed by and kowtowed three times.

“…”

Long Qiu was stunned for a moment and wanted to kowtow, but he stopped him, "Okay, okay, don't make fun of it, go."

As he said that, the four of them walked along the path to leave the cemetery.

Gu Yu held his girlfriend's hand all the way. To be honest, he was a little moved. However, the two of them had been together for a long time and were very clear about each other, so they didn't say anything stingy.

After leaving the cemetery, I turned north along a dirt road, and I felt that it was sparsely populated.

"It's been several years since my grandfather passed away. I'm so scared now." He suddenly sighed.

"Are you afraid you won't remember?" Xiaozhai asked.

"Yes! You can remember your parents and relatives in ten or twenty years. One hundred or two hundred years, the world changes so quickly, how many people can remember it?"

Gu Yu shook her hand and said, "We have experienced so many strange things and have never seen ghosts yet. I really hope there will be ghosts, at least I have a thought."

"Your thoughts are based on the fear of many people."

Xiaozhai gently stroked his palm with his fingertips and smiled, "After the spring begins, we will move our grandfather's tomb to the mountain, so it is convenient to take care of it."

"Okay, I'm just about to tell you this... Oh, by the way, where is your master's tomb? Should I move here too?"

“…”

Gu Yan asked casually, but his girlfriend's smile faded and she fell into silence for the nth time.

He looked at the elegant and graceful side face and whispered: "You always don't want to mention it, but I really want to know that this is part of your past."

“…”

Xiaozhai still said nothing.

"Okay, I won't force you to tell me, but I have a wish, can you satisfy me?" he asked.

"What?"

"I've taken the old man's apprentice to the point of worship, and it's reasonable that I should go to worship. And you haven't been back for many years, so don't you want to take a look?"
Chapter completed!