Qin Tian's eyes were blood red and his body was shaking violently.
Han Ling held his hand and comforted him: "Go and have a look."
"After reading it, I have a wish."
"Don't worry. Although Jiao Liang and Han Tai are guarding outside, I will find a way to send you away."
"Go back to Japan and don't come back again."
Until now, Han Ling still thought that Qin Tian had fled to Japan and worked hard to create a world there.
He is very powerful in Japan, but this is Hanzhong, and this is Jiao Liang's world.
Qin Tian came here alone, it was like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.
After heaving a sigh of relief, Qin Tian calmed down and turned to ask Han Ling: "Did you bury them here?"
"Do you come here often to clean?"
Because he saw that although the surroundings were overgrown with weeds, the surroundings of each tomb were very clean. There were wild flowers on them.
There were even two red apples placed in front of the graves of Hu Fei's parents.
Han Ling said: "Follow me."
She pulled Qin Tian and walked towards a large wooden house in the distance.
Qin Tian knew that it was once the place where the gardener in the back garden lived. Although it was saved from the fire, it was in disrepair and looked a little dilapidated.
Just when Qin Tian was confused, he suddenly saw the footprints on the ground and the smell of strangers in the air, and his expression changed.
"Is there anyone here?"
"who?!"
Han Ling said nothing, walked over and pushed open the dilapidated wooden door.
Inside the house, there were several muffled hums.
Qin Tian looked around and couldn't help being surprised.
I saw more than a dozen beggars crowded on the haystack in the corner of the house. They were old and young, some had broken legs and some had broken hands.
Their clothes were in tatters and their faces were covered with mud.
Seeing Han Ling at the door, she lowered her head in fear.
"Uncle Cao, you didn't go out today?"
"Don't be afraid, I'll give you some money."
Han Ling took out a few bills and put them on the broken table next to her.
She hesitated for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you for taking care of Hu Fei and his parents for me."
"I believe they have knowledge underground and will definitely protect you."
"Uncle Cao, just take care of yourself... I may not come here again in the future."
After hesitating for a moment, he said with red eyes: "There are some things I can't say."
"After I leave, please ask Uncle Cao to offer incense sticks to Hu Fei for me and tell him that I will be engaged to someone else soon..."
"I, Han Ling...I'm sorry for him!"
"Next life!"
"I will definitely be his wife in the next life!"
As she spoke, fearing that she would lose control of her emotions, she covered her mouth and ran out.
Qin Tian was speechless for a long time. It turned out that Han Ling was not only subsidizing these beggars, but also kept inviting these beggars to visit the graves of Hu Fei and others.
Although Hu Fei is dead, he still exists in Han Ling's heart!
He knew that he had misunderstood Han Ling.
Although he felt that these beggars were a little strange. There seemed to be some secret hidden in their eyes.
What made Qin Tian even more confused was that he even felt a faint murderous aura from several of them.