On the street at night, some older villagers sat under the street lamps to enjoy the cool air and chat.
At this moment, Feng Lin, Yaoyao Ye Yourong and Ailian drove Wuling Hongguang and stopped in front of Feng Youfu's house.
Many people onlookers looked here, wondering who was so ignorant that they dared to block the car in front of Feng Youfu's house.
When they saw Feng Lin getting out of the car, the old people here breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Lin first chatted casually with a few people, then took a few girls into Feng Youfu's house.
"Uncle!"
Feng Lin walked into the courtyard and called out first.
"bring it on."
Feng Youfu's voice came from inside the house.
Feng Lin waved to the three people around him and walked in first. He opened the bamboo curtain and walked in.
At this moment, Feng Youfu was sitting on the shabby sofa, drinking wine and watching TV. A drama was being played on TV.
Feng Lin looked at Feng Youfu. As usual, he was only wearing loose pants and shirtless, revealing his skinny body, and his ribs could be seen.
"Uncle, have I called you?" Feng Lin smiled and sat on the sofa nearby.
Ye Yourong smiled and looked at Feng Youfu. Just by looking at his face, he must have a bad temper, especially his eyes, which were very sharp and fierce.
Ailian looked around the house, showing a very typical image of an old man in the village.
Compared to Feng Juedi's living room, this place is more messy, with things scattered everywhere.
However, overall it's okay, at least there's no garbage.
The biggest difference is that this place is more shabby.
There are holes in the sofa, cracks in the walls, and paint peeling off in places, and the TV is from a model more than ten years ago.
Yaoyao immediately walked towards Feng Lin and sat next to him without looking at Feng Youfu.
"I told you."
Feng Youfu first glanced at these girls, and then nodded to Feng Lin, "If your father hadn't spoken, I would not have left Fengjia Village."
"I know. I hope my uncle can help me this time. Qian Jixiang has a good relationship with me. I don't want to see her die in the hands of the Sun Clan."
Feng Lin didn't want to ask why. People from the older generation would naturally tell him if they wanted to.
He continued: "Uncle, I have obtained a lot of spiritual stones during this period, and I definitely can't let you run away in vain."
"Why are you being polite in front of me? These things are secondary."
Feng Youfu glared at Feng Lin, and then said, "Just give me some."
"I knock..."
Feng Lin rolled his eyes. At first he thought Feng Youfu didn't want it, but it seemed he was overthinking it.
"When are we going? I want to come back early. It would be best if we finish it early."
Feng Youfu took a sip of wine, picked up the cigarettes on the table, smoked one and held it in his mouth.
"Let's leave now."
Feng Lin stood up and said.
"good."
Feng Youfu nodded lightly and put the remaining cigarettes and wine into the space ring.
He took Yaoyao's hand, left the house, and opened the back door of the car first.
The few people on the street felt incredible when they saw Feng Youfu going out.
It seems that in their impression, the furthest distance Feng Youfu could leave home was to work in the fields.
Feng Youfu was already in the car, but he still heard the discussions of several people over there.
One of the old ladies was asking whether Feng Youfu was old and sick, and asked Feng Lin to take him to the hospital.
It felt like he was going to die.
He opened the car window again and shouted to the people over there: "What? I can't go out for a walk?"
"Okay, okay, of course."
A few old men and women over there said hurriedly.
Yaoyao sat in the passenger seat this time, Ye Yourong and Ailian sat in the second row, and Feng Youfu sat at the back.
After Feng Lin got in the car, he immediately turned around and left with Feng Youfu.
During this period, Ye Yourong turned around with a smile and said, "Hello, uncle, I am Ye Yourong."
Feng Youfu glanced at Ye Yourong indifferently, "Well, I know you, the artifact clan."
"Did uncle hear about it, or can he feel my racial aura?"
Ye Yourong asked with a smile.
"Both."
Feng Youfu said calmly.
"Profit! He is indeed the most powerful person in Fengjia Village." Ye Yourong gave a thumbs up.
"Don't talk nonsense, who am I?"
Feng Youfu glared at Ye Yourong.
"Hey, when I say powerful, I don't mean strength, but all aspects. I heard Grandpa Feng Lin say that you know everything."
Ye Yourong looked at Feng Youfu and said, "At a high level, this is an encyclopedia."
"Yes, my uncle is indeed very powerful. My holy Gu was all cultivated by my uncle."
Feng Lin, who was driving, followed.
"It can be improved a little bit. Holy Gu also needs an environment with sufficient spiritual energy, otherwise it will still be garbage."
Feng Youfu shook his head gently.
Ai Lian also looked back at Feng Youfu, "Besides formations and Gu techniques, what else can you do?"
Feng Youfu narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Ailian.
"What's wrong?"
Ailian was stared at Zhifa Mao by these fierce eyes.
"Why did I say that your aura is a bit strange? I didn't expect it, but you are another descendant of the old gods."
Feng Youfu stared at Ailian's eyes.
"Thanks to Feng Lin this time, he handed me over to a Galactus tribe. Under his guidance, I successfully awakened."
Elen flipped her hair.
While they were talking, Feng Lin had already arrived at a deserted field.
On this road, there is a helicopter parked. Feng Lin just asked the helicopter to park here.
It was late at night, and some people were already sleeping. He didn't want the helicopter to park in the village, which would easily cause a sensation.
After Feng Lin and others got out of the car, he loaded the car into the space ring and boarded the helicopter with the others.
This time, Feng Lin did not send any message to Xu Ruoying and the others.
His plan was to send his uncle back when he was done with this time and meet with a few more people.
A few hours later, they arrived at the Shanghai Airport again.
Feng Lin has already booked his flight tickets in advance.
As a world-class urban metropolis, there are a lot of people at the airport even at night.
These people can always attract others' attention.
Feng Lin and Yaoyao Ailian were fine together, but with an old man wearing slippers, big pants, and white short-sleeves, it just didn't feel like a good match.
While several people were waiting for the security check, a group of people walked towards Feng Lin.
The leader is an old man wearing glasses, and beside him is a female assistant in uniform.
Behind him are two tall people.
The old man circled around Yaoyao and Ailian beside Feng Lin.
"what are you doing?"
Yaoyao is just a little afraid of Feng Youfu. She is not polite to other people.
"Why are these eyes red? Little girl, you are still in the development stage at a young age, so you should not wear contact lenses."
The old man said with a smile.
"Who are you?"
Feng Lin asked calmly.
"Hello, I'm a talent scout. I think these two little girls have the potential to be stars. They are so pretty."
The old man said to Feng Lin, "This is a good project with zero investment. Please consider it."