"What a good boy. You are a man with such ambitions. Old Tang admires you."
Tang Zhan was so excited by He Yingqiu's words that he gave a thumbs up and said.
Feng Yi was dubious about He Yingqiu's words. Without him, He Yingqiu was too precocious and had many evil intentions. He was also particularly good at inciting other people's emotions. Now that no one else was confronting him, he could say whatever he wanted.
"Do you dare to swear an oath in front of Master Mao's grave?"
Feng Yi asked.
"What's wrong with that?"
He Yingqiu said: "What I said is entirely true. Since you have doubts, let's go to Master's grave now."
Feng nodded, and the three of them walked to Mao Xiaofang's grave again.
But what people didn't expect was that there was an extra person in the previously desolate tomb.
A slim woman was sitting on her knees in front of Mao Xiaofang's tomb, burning paper. When she heard the footsteps, she turned around in fright. After seeing the person clearly, she felt relieved and said: "Yingqi, you are here, who are these two?"
"
"Sister Chu Chu, you are here to burn paper for Master again."
He Yingqiu seemed to be very familiar with this woman and said without surprise.
"Well, let me see Master Mao and Brother Xiaohai."
Chu Chu replied.
"These two are my master's old friends. They just received the news of my master's death and came to pay homage to him."
He Yingqiu turned to Feng Yi and said, "This Sister Chu Chu is the girl that Brother Xiao Hai saved back then."
It turned out to be her.
Feng Yi took a look and found that this Chu Chu seemed to be in his mid-twenties, with a pretty appearance and a good figure. No wonder he attracted the Japanese soldiers to become ferocious.
"Hello, Chu Chu, my name is Feng Yi, I am a friend of Master Mao."
Feng Yi took the initiative to say hello.
"Hello, Mr. Feng."
Chu Chu bowed to Feng Yi and said, "It's rare for a friend to think about Master Mao. He must be very happy because he has knowledge."
"It's a pity that I came too late and made Master Mao suffer a lot of humiliation."
Feng Yi had been observing Chu Chu's expression when he said this.
When Chu Chu heard this, her face darkened, and she couldn't help but said with red eyes: "It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, Brother Xiaohai wouldn't have died, Master Mao wouldn't have been injured, Brother Dachu wouldn't have defected to the Japanese, and it would have affected Master Mao in his later years.
Being pointed out by thousands of people, he died in depression."
After hearing her words, Feng Yi had no doubts about He Yingqiu's words. No matter how smart the other party was, he wouldn't have arranged a show in front of the grave in advance, right?
Unless he had the foresight and guessed that Feng Yi would let him come.
Besides, He Yingqiu's every move before was under Feng Yi's nose, and there was no chance to inform him.
"Destroying demons and protecting the Tao is the purpose of people of my generation. Neither Master Mao nor Xiao Hai will regret it, and Miss Chu Chu doesn't need to worry too much."
Feng Yi persuaded.
"Huh, do you think Sister Chu Chu has been very happy these past few years? She was not defiled by the Japanese soldiers, but she was gossiped about behind her back and arranged in a very unbearable way. She is 26 years old this year and no one is willing to marry her.
Her great youth has been wasted."
He Yingqiu snorted coldly from the side.
"Are your people so hard-hearted? Don't they have any sympathy or conscience?"
Tang Zhan said dissatisfiedly when he saw the charming Chu Chu.
"My master once said that the mentality of the people in the town has changed since the Dragon Vein Tree was destroyed. After so many things happened in the later period, many old people here have left and many foreigners have moved in.
They have no feelings for Gantian Town to begin with. They don’t know and don’t care about the things my master did, so what else can you expect from them.”
He Yingqiu said angrily.
"After all, we are all compatriots in the same country. They have gone too far."
Tang Zhan shook his head and sighed.
Feng Yi shook his sleeves and said: "Let's go!"
"Brother Feng, are we leaving?"
Tang Zhan seemed a little reluctant to give up, his eyes drifting to Chu Chu's position from time to time.
"Let's go? I want the people in the town to rebuild Master Mao's tomb and rebuild Fuxi Hall!"
Feng Yi said coldly.
…
Half an hour later, where the Dragon Vein Tree once stood was now an open space, densely packed with villagers from the town.
Just now they got word from the gossip that an old friend of Mao Xiaofang came to pay homage to him. This person had a close relationship with Mao Xiaofang and was very rich.
In this case, don't even think about leaving Gantian Town so easily!
"Daozhang Feng, have you seen that these people are so greedy?"
He Yingqiu, who was responsible for delivering the news, looked at the dense crowd in front and said softly.
"Poor people must be hateful. They have been bullied by the Japanese and cannot be said to be pitiful, but they vent their anger on their own compatriots and must be punished as they deserve."
Feng Yi looked at these villagers with excited expressions as if they had seen gold and silver jewelry and said expressionlessly.
"Is he Mao Xiaofang's old friend? Why does he look so young?"
"You don't care what his age is. Looking at his clothes and temperament, he does not look like an ordinary person. Since he has a sworn relationship with Mao Xiaofang, he must repay the money Mao Xiaofang owes us!"
"No, Mao Xiaofang doesn't owe us anything. Besides, even if Mao Xiaofang owes us, what does it have to do with him?"
"Hey, you don't know this, right? This guy is so young, he must have a good reputation. He will be easily impulsive when we provoke him, so we can take out as much as we can."
"It's not unreasonable for you to say that."
"..."
This group of people was in a mess, and they could talk about anything. Feng Yi glanced over the faces of these people one by one, feeling very disappointed. In their eyes, he didn't see any apology or guilt, they were full of greed and guilt.
Calculation.
With the death of the old man and the departure of most of the refugees, the once simple Gantian town has indeed gone forever.
"Everyone, I have been in the West for the past two years. This time I just returned to China and heard the news of the death of Master Mao Xiaofang, so I came to mourn my deceased friend. Now that the people have finished worshiping, you are stopping me. Why are you stopping me?"
Feng Yi looked at everyone and asked loudly.
The villagers' hearts trembled, they didn't expect that this boy actually came back from studying abroad, so would he know the foreigners?
If they cheat him out of his money, will he find foreigners to deal with them?
For a moment, the scene fell into silence.
When Feng Yi saw this, he sneered in his heart, but didn't show anything on his face: "Since you guys have nothing to say to me, then make way for me and I'm ready to leave."
The villagers remained silent.
"You won't say anything and won't let me leave. What's the point?"
"You said you have lived in the West, but do you know any foreigners? Do you have any foreign friends?"
Someone asked bravely.
"Of course we know foreigners, but I went abroad to learn knowledge, not to make friends. Is there any problem?"
Feng Yi asked pretending to be confused.
The villagers looked at each other with cunning looks in their eyes and shouted: "Then you can't leave!"
