The uncles and nephews of the Chen family who were arrogant and giving orders just now suddenly became prisoners and were tied up tightly by their former right-hand man.
Tang Zhan followed them to the Public Security Bureau. As for what the outcome would be, Feng Yi didn't care. Tang Zhan would never let them go.
After learning that the Chen family's uncle and nephew were unable to save themselves and were about to commit suicide, the people of Gantian Town burst into excited cheers.
Ever since Chen Qiaoyi became the mayor, the entire Gantian Town has been in a state of chaos. If you don't follow the others, you will be squeezed out and suppressed.
Some people have been assimilated, some are in trouble, but some are still waiting for the day they fall.
Fortunately, this day finally came.
"Folks from Gantian Town, Mr. Feng has something to say."
Looking at the cheering villagers, Feng Yi said loudly.
The villagers immediately shut up. They had already seen what this man was capable of, and no one dared not listen to him.
"No matter what the reason was, Mao Xiaofang, the former great hero of Gantian Town, was wronged and died in depression. You are all responsible."
After hearing Feng Yi's words, many people lowered their heads in shame. Perhaps they were forced to do so at first, but over time, they were all assimilated, and those evil words and evil deeds were indeed done by them.
"Of course, I am not saying this to find fault with anyone. After all, the culprit has been eliminated, and I don't want to attack defenseless people like you.
That’s it, you come with me.”
As he spoke, Feng Yi stepped forward. The villagers looked at each other and followed behind him.
Not long after, Feng Yi stopped. In front of him was a very simple-looking tomb, which was the tomb of Mao Xiaofang.
Without Feng Yi's reminder, someone took the initiative to stand up and said: "Master Feng, we know that you want us to apologize to Master Mao. We are willing to apologize and jointly fund the remodeling of Master Mao's tomb. What do you think?"
Feng Yi nodded with satisfaction, there are still smart people: "Yes, Mao Xiaofang has contributed to Gantian Town, but now he condescends to such a tomb. It is necessary to reshape the tomb.
Not only that, but there is also Fuxi Hall. The decline and dilapidation of Fuxi Hall is also related to you, and you must renovate it together!"
"No problem, when Fuxi Hall is renovated, we will ask a painter to paint a portrait of Master Mao and hang it in the main hall of Fuxi Hall, and send someone to offer incense to him to express our gratitude for Master Mao's kindness and to make up for our guilt and apology.
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Feng Yi was very satisfied to see that these people were so understanding. He turned around and said to He Yingqiu: "Yingqiu, your wish has been fulfilled. From now on, I hope that you will inherit Master Mao's legacy and stay in Fuxi Hall to punish rape and eradicate evil.
The Demon Guard Way revitalizes the prestige of the Heavenly Master Way."
With tears in his eyes, He Yingqiu knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to Feng Yi: "Thank you, Taoist Master Feng, for your great righteousness!"
call.
Feng Yi breathed a sigh of relief. If he hadn't appeared, he would have used all means to improve himself. As a result, he later went further and further down the road and became more and more extreme. Finally, he was interrupted by Kuang Tianyou who couldn't stand it.
Legs, only then did they suddenly wake up.
Now that his appearance has ended all this ahead of schedule, He Yingqiu will probably take the right path and become a good Taoist like Mao Xiaofang.
Gantian Town was in trouble, and the villagers took the initiative to invite Feng Yi to dinner. Feng Yi did not refuse and simply rested for the night. Early the next morning, Feng Yi and Tang Zhan quietly left the hotel, accompanied by Chu Chu.
Now that Chu Chu had been deceived by Tang Zhan, and there was really no place for her in Gantian Town, Feng Yi did not refuse the matter.
As soon as they reached the entrance of the town, an unexpected figure was waiting for them.
"Daozhang Feng."
When He Yingqiu saw the three of them, he said happily: "I guess you will leave early, but I really waited for you."
"Yingqi, is there anything else you can do?"
Feng Yi asked curiously.
"Daozhang Feng, I, I want to go with you, is that okay?"
He Yingqiu asked slightly.
"Oh? You don't want to stay in Gantian Town?"
Feng Yi asked.
"Actually, the reason why I stayed here was for Master's funeral arrangements.
Now that these matters have been solved by you, Daochang Feng, and the villagers in the town are worried that you will come back at any time, they absolutely dare not be careless in the reconstruction of the master's mausoleum and Fuxi Hall.
My parents and younger brother are both in Hong Kong Island. I haven’t seen them for such a long time, so I want to visit them.”
He Yingqiu explained.
Feng Yi understood that this was the proper meaning. He was not an orphan. Not only did he have parents, but he also had a newborn brother. There was nothing wrong with wanting to reunite the family.
It seems that Gantian Town is destined to have its fate with the Celestial Master Tao and cannot force it.
"Okay, then you can leave with us. Let's go together and we can take care of each other on the way."
Feng Yi agreed.
He Yingqiu was overjoyed and joined the team with a small bag on his back. He didn't have much here. Now that he no longer had to worry about his master, he was completely free.
Goodbye, Gantian Town, goodbye, Mao Xiaofang.
Saying goodbye to this past, everyone set off again. Because Chu Chu and He Yingqiu joined, everyone had to open two guest rooms when they stayed in the hotel again, one for Feng Yi and He Yingqiu, and one for Tang Zhan and Chu Chu.
Unexpectedly, the relationship between the two of them heated up so quickly during this journey.
But the two of them could be said to be bastards looking at mung beans, and they saw each other in the eye, so Feng Yi naturally wouldn't say anything.
When passing through Maoshan, Feng Yi said to the three of them solemnly: "I have some old friends in Maoshan. I want to see how they are doing. Let's stay at the foot of the mountain first."
"good."
Among the four people, Feng Yi's opinion was the main one, and they all nodded in agreement.
Unexpectedly, the inn at the foot of the mountain is still open, and it still maintains its original simplicity, which has not changed since the founding of the People's Republic of China.
The owner of the inn has also changed. The owner of the inn is now the son of the former owner. Feng Yi asked a few questions and was deeply moved when he learned that the owner also died for the country in the war. He comforted the owner's son with a few words, but the owner's son actually
It's very tolerant, he is proud of his father.
However, this conversation quickly narrowed the relationship between the two. Since they were old customers, the room price was discounted.
"Boss, how has Maoshan been doing in the past few years?"
Feng Yi asked while drinking tea.
The new boss frowned and said: "It's not very good. In fact, after the war, Maoshan suffered heavy casualties and its vitality was severely damaged. It has long been closed down to recuperate and not care about worldly affairs. In the past few years, except for some disciples who have gone down to the mountain to purchase goods, I have not seen anyone else."
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I don’t have any big ambitions, and this shop is my own. It’s just me and my wife who look at it. When customers come, we greet them. If there’s no one around, we’ll have a rest early. There’s no one here to collect taxes or anything like that.
Quite comfortable.”
"You are in a good mood."
Feng Yi picked up the tea cup and drank some water. He felt a little complicated. He wondered how many of his old friends were still on the mountain.
