"Yan Heng, you keep an eye on this, I'll go look elsewhere."

Qingyun couldn't wait for the result of the interrogation and was worried about his old man's safety. He turned around and left the house, looked around the yard, and headed to the house on the left.

At this moment, a brother from the opposite side hurried over and saw Qingyun pointing in the direction behind him and shouting: "Master Qing..."

"What a panic." Qingyun was upset when he couldn't find the old man. This brother happened to be at gunpoint.

"Brothers were at the front house and found a few suspicious people. They were wearing silk and satin, and they didn't look like bandits. The brothers were afraid of killing people by mistake, so they sent people to guard them and asked Mr. Qing to come over and have a look."

The brothers who came to Bing Village all knew that the old man and his parents of Mr. Qing's family were captured in the bandit's den. Therefore, when the brothers killed the bandits, they paid special attention and did not kill anyone who was well-dressed or white.

Keep them all until Master Qing confirms.

The bandits in a village were almost wiped out, but only a dozen were found.

"Lead the way." Hearing that it might be her old man in front of him, Qingyun didn't care about anything and shot away like an arrow from a string.

Qingyun didn't need to worry about finding the place. In the courtyard with the brightest lights, there were brothers waiting outside. When she saw Qingyun, she reminded her not to run too far.

Outside the yard, Qingyun did not go in immediately, but straightened his robe, feeling a little shy about home. His mood was very complicated and difficult to describe.

She hopes that the person inside is her old man, at least she is not alone in another world, but she also doesn’t want it to be her old man. As children, we always hope that our parents can live long and healthy.

It was not Qingyun's character to escape. He hesitated for a few seconds and walked in with his head held high.

Mr. Shangguan was sitting on the main seat, squinting his eyes, as if "Taishan is collapsing in front of his eyes and his face does not change." He was not worried at all about the people guarding them in the room, although they all looked a bit fierce.

The Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged, with Buddha Chen resting on his knees. Under the orange light, he gave off his celestial demeanor and looked like a master from this world.

Shangguan Zhenhua didn't have that kind of concentration. He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, twisting and turning in his position. Sometimes he looked at the old man and the Taoist priest, and sometimes he looked at the fierce-looking people in the room. He was about to cry with sadness.

Why is the old man so calm? These people don't look like people from the yamen, they look more like bandits than bandits. Who can guarantee that these people are here to save them?

I wonder if Bunny is here?

Hearing people outside calling "Master Qing" one after another, Shangguan Zhenhua couldn't help but look towards the door.

What Qingyun saw when he came in was an oversized meat dumpling, twisting and turning in his chair. He was stunned for a moment before realizing that this oversized meat dumpling was his father.

Qingyun really couldn't call him "Dad", so he smiled back and looked past him towards the high hall. There were two people sitting in the seat, a lean old man and a Taoist priest.

His eyes turned around the two of them. The Taoist priest looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. Now was not the time to pursue this matter. His eyes fell on the old man and he shouted loudly: "Dad..."

"Son, you're finally here."

Qingyun hadn't even finished shouting "Dad" when Shangguan Zhenhua, who was sitting over there, saw his little bastard, howled and rushed over to him, hugging Qingyun and crying until he burst into tears.

Qingyun concentrated on the old man. She was unprepared and was pounced on by the big meat dumpling. If she hadn't had some skills, the big meat dumpling wouldn't have been knocked away if she hit him.

When I caught a glimpse of the suspicious liquid on my clothes, my face twitched hard, but I couldn't push it away. In name, this person was also 'dad'.

Mrs. Shangguan, who was hiding in the house, was suddenly startled when she heard her man's shrill cry. Then she heard "Son, you've finally arrived." She couldn't hide any more. She ran out and saw the figure in the main room, and followed her.

He cried out, "My son," and then rushed towards him.

Qingyun had experienced this kind of family recognition scene before, and it was embarrassing and helpless.

She was relatively tolerant towards women, not to mention the parents of the original owner. She could only endure her irritation, letting them rub the suspicious liquid on her body while her scalp was numb.

"Okay, okay, it's okay." Qingyun patted both of their backs comfortingly. She couldn't bear the sticky feeling anymore, so she gently broke away from their arms and helped Mrs. Shangguan to sit on the chair.

Down.

From the moment Mrs. Shangguan saw Qingyun, she kept holding her hand, even when she was sitting on the chair. Qingyun saw that she was so frightened that she couldn't bear to break away, so she could only look at her old man with apologetic eyes.

It was really not suitable for the two of them to recognize each other as father and daughter when there were people outside the room, so they had to endure it for the time being.

"Qingye"

The brothers watched the excitement in the room for a long time. After exchanging blame, they pushed the unlucky guy over to ask Qingyun for instructions.

"Send a few brothers to guard the outside, and let the others do whatever they are supposed to do!" Qingyun said angrily.

The brothers understood and ran away as fast as they could. Mr. Qing was not a generous person. Who knows if Mr. Qing would settle the score if he ran too slowly.

Qingyun coaxed her for a long time before coaxing the crying Mrs. Shangguan. She turned her eyes and saw a young girl behind Mrs. Shangguan. As the information passed through her mind, she knew that this was Yu Lingshan, a cousin of the Yu family, and nodded.

Shangguan Zhenhua was also coaxing his daughter-in-law, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his daughter-in-law finally stopped crying.

"Son, why have you lost so much weight?"

Mrs. Shangguan tucks her eyes with a handkerchief and finally takes a good look at her beloved. When she sees how dark and thin he is, she immediately screams in horror.

Touching Qingyun's face, she cried out for her heart and treasure, and asked her if she had suffered a lot and suffered a lot, and then looked like she was about to cry.

"...I haven't suffered much, I haven't suffered much. The sun is strong here in the northwest, and I'm not black after a little bit of sun..."

I have developed internal strength since I became a Qingyun, and I am fair and pure. I have nothing to do with black, and I am not thin at all.

One is black and the other is thin. Let your mother think you are black and think you are thin.

Qingyun really couldn't stand this kind of scene, so he winked at the cheap dad and asked him to coax him, while his wife coaxed him.

Shangguan Zhenhua glared at his useless son, and went to coax his daughter-in-law in person. Even though she was fat, he coaxed her to talk sweetly for free, but the old man couldn't stand it and coughed, and Shangguan's wife ended her long crying.

Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

"The things outside won't be finished for a while. It's still very early. You guys go to sleep for a while. We will go home after dawn."

A brother looked at the door several times and saw that Mr. Qing was being entangled by his mother in the room and couldn't get away. Mr. Qing had a hopeless expression. After weighing it, he still didn't go in. The worst he could do was to be blamed by Mr. Qing later!

The old man Shangguan also looked at the people outside, interrupted his cheap daughter-in-law, and said: "Business matters are important, you go and do it first!" "Yan Heng, you keep an eye on this while I go look elsewhere."

Qingyun couldn't wait for the result of the interrogation and was worried about his old man's safety. He turned around and left the house, looked around the yard, and headed to the house on the left.

At this moment, a brother from the opposite side hurried over and saw Qingyun pointing in the direction behind him and shouting: "Master Qing..."

"What a panic." Qingyun was upset when he couldn't find the old man. This brother happened to be at gunpoint.

"Brothers were at the front house and found a few suspicious people. They were wearing silk and satin, and they didn't look like bandits. The brothers were afraid of killing people by mistake, so they sent people to guard them and asked Mr. Qing to come over and have a look."

The brothers who came to Bing Village all knew that the old man and his parents of Mr. Qing's family were captured in the bandit's den. Therefore, when the brothers killed the bandits, they paid special attention and did not kill anyone who was well-dressed or white.

Keep them all until Master Qing confirms.

The bandits in a village were almost wiped out, but only a dozen were found.

"Lead the way." Hearing that it might be her old man in front of him, Qingyun didn't care about anything and shot away like an arrow from a string.

Qingyun didn't need to worry about finding the place. In the courtyard with the brightest lights, there were brothers waiting outside. When she saw Qingyun, she reminded her not to run too far.

Outside the yard, Qingyun did not go in immediately, but straightened his robe, feeling a little shy about home. His mood was very complicated and difficult to describe.

She hopes that the person inside is her old man, at least she is not alone in another world, but she also doesn’t want it to be her old man. As children, we always hope that our parents can live long and healthy.

It was not Qingyun's character to escape. He hesitated for a few seconds and walked in with his head held high.

Mr. Shangguan was sitting on the main seat, squinting his eyes, as if "Taishan is collapsing in front of his eyes and his face does not change." He was not worried at all about the people guarding them in the room, although they all looked a bit fierce.

The Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged, with Buddha Chen resting on his knees. Under the orange light, he gave off his celestial demeanor and looked like a master from this world.

Shangguan Zhenhua didn't have that kind of concentration. He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, twisting and turning in his position. Sometimes he looked at the old man and the Taoist priest, and sometimes he looked at the fierce-looking people in the room. He was about to cry with sadness.

Why is the old man so calm? These people don't look like people from the yamen, they look more like bandits than bandits. Who can guarantee that these people are here to save them?

I wonder if Bunny is here?

Hearing people outside calling "Master Qing" one after another, Shangguan Zhenhua couldn't help but look towards the door.

What Qingyun saw when he came in was an oversized meat dumpling, twisting and turning in his chair. He was stunned for a moment before realizing that this oversized meat dumpling was his father.

Qingyun really couldn't call him "Dad", so he smiled back and looked past him towards the high hall. There were two people sitting in the seat, a lean old man and a Taoist priest.

His eyes turned around the two of them. The Taoist priest looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. Now was not the time to pursue this matter. His eyes fell on the old man and he shouted loudly: "Dad..."

"Son, you're finally here."

Qingyun hadn't even finished shouting "Dad" when Shangguan Zhenhua, who was sitting over there, saw his little bastard, howled and rushed over to him, hugging Qingyun and crying until he burst into tears.

Qingyun concentrated on the old man. She was unprepared and was pounced on by the big meat dumpling. If she hadn't had some skills, the big meat dumpling wouldn't have been knocked away if she hit him.

When I caught a glimpse of the suspicious liquid on my clothes, my face twitched hard, but I couldn't push it away. In name, this person was also 'dad'.

Mrs. Shangguan, who was hiding in the house, was suddenly startled when she heard her man's shrill cry. Then she heard "Son, you've finally arrived." She couldn't hide any more. She ran out and saw the figure in the main room, and followed her.

He cried out, "My son," and then rushed towards him.

Qingyun had experienced this kind of family recognition scene before, and it was embarrassing and helpless.

She was relatively tolerant towards women, not to mention the parents of the original owner. She could only endure her irritation, letting them rub the suspicious liquid on her body while her scalp was numb.

"Okay, okay, it's okay." Qingyun patted both of their backs comfortingly. She couldn't bear the sticky feeling anymore, so she gently broke away from their arms and helped Mrs. Shangguan to sit on the chair.

Down.

From the moment Mrs. Shangguan saw Qingyun, she kept holding her hand, even when she was sitting on the chair. Qingyun saw that she was so frightened that she couldn't bear to break away, so she could only look at her old man with apologetic eyes.

It was really not suitable for the two of them to recognize each other as father and daughter when there were people outside the room, so they had to endure it for the time being.

"Qingye"

The brothers watched the excitement in the room for a long time. After exchanging blame, they pushed the unlucky guy over to ask Qingyun for instructions.

"Send a few brothers to guard the outside, and let the others do whatever they are supposed to do!" Qingyun said angrily.
To be continued...