After Ling Feng finished speaking, he continued to walk forward in a hurry. Qiankun saw that his speed had increased and followed closely.
Seeing that Qiankun was still following him, Lingfeng felt a little anxious. He complained to Qiankun in a low voice, "Why are you still following me? You should leave quickly. It won't be good if others see you soon!"
Qiankun was stunned, why was Ling Feng so shy, like a little girl?
Qiankun smiled and said, "Then give me a reason not to follow you?"
Ling Feng looked around awkwardly, pulled him into a small alley, and whispered: "My own life is not good, and I am not a rich man at all. Don't follow me, you will be looked down upon by others."
Qiankun looked at Lingfeng and was inexplicably moved in his heart.
Qiankun said with a smile: "Am I the kind of person who cares about reputation? I will follow you today. If you don't let me go, I will tell that person about you... Weng Shizhong."
After Qiankun said this, he regretted it. How could he be so shameless as that boss and hold on to others' excuses?
Ling Feng panicked and said quickly: "Okay, okay... can you not mention this matter? Just follow me, whatever you want!" After saying that, he turned around and walked away.
Qiankun smiled helplessly. He did this because he wanted to help him. He must have been lonely after living for so many years, right?
Qiankun followed closely, but Lingfeng didn't even look at Qiankun, just walking by himself. Qiankun looked at Lingfeng, this guy was really aloof.
Qiankun walked away minding his own business, whistling in his mouth. Lingfeng was in a state of confusion. When he heard Qiankun's whistle, he turned around and glanced at Qiankun blankly.
Qiankun's eyes met Lingfeng's white eyes, and he was confused for a moment. I didn't seem to have done anything, right?
In this way, the two slowly walked to a very luxurious mansion. There was a golden chi dragon hovering above the door. Ling Feng stood silently and gently opened the door.
As soon as he entered the door, Ling Feng buried his head in his chest and walked slowly.
A very fat and greasy middle-aged man pointed at a waiter and said: "Next time, when you calculate your expenses, don't record the expenses at Boss Jin's Inn. The little bastard's expenses will be counted separately!"
Maybe it was because of his outstanding appearance that Qiankun raised his eyes and saw this arrogant and domineering middle-aged man. For some reason, Qiankun couldn't help but feel annoyed when he saw his bossy look.
Here, Qiankun became even more bored with this middle-aged man.
After the middle-aged man finished chatting, he looked around and saw Ling Feng. He immediately made a sharp voice in his throat: "Little bastard! You are back!"
After saying that, he aggressively went up to grab Ling Feng. He caught a glimpse of Qian Kun from the corner of his eye, and asked Ling Feng playfully: "Where did this kid come from?"
Ling Feng suddenly panicked, his eyes wandered, and his mouth began to tremble. Qiankun was afraid that he would spill the beans, so he stepped forward and said to the middle-aged man, "My name is Qiankun, and I am Ling Feng's fellow villager."
"Fellow fellow?" The middle-aged man frowned, then laughed wildly, "Hahaha... It's interesting that we are from the same hometown as this little orphan."
Qiankun's eyes moved and he looked at Lingfeng, but his expression was still so indifferent.
Being insulted like this but not changing his expression, this is something that can only be achieved if one's mind is as calm as water and as quiet as a pool.
Ling Feng walked towards the back of the utility room with a still expression, took out tools and started cleaning the room.
Weng Shizhong didn't bother to pay attention to him, glanced at him, and then entered the house.
Qiankun took the broom in his hand and said, "Let me help you."
Ling Feng didn't look at him and said calmly: "Thank you."
Qiankun looked at Ling Feng's dull expression and sighed in his heart. Being looked down upon and treated coldly by others every day, it was inevitable that he would close his feelings in a corner and not show them in front of others.
Qiankun swept the floor and asked Lingfeng: "Who was that person just now? He looked so majestic."
Ling Feng said softly: "His name is Weng Shizhong, and he is the largest...slave owner in the entire Chenwang Street."
Qiankun had some doubts in his heart and continued to ask: "What is Chenwang Street? Are all the people here..."
Qiankun didn't say any more, because anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ling Feng was a slave working here. If he said this, he would be hurting others.
"Chenwang Street is a remote market in Zhenzhou. There is no one to control it all year round, so the rich here recruit the poor as slaves and keep them employed until they die." Ling Feng said all this calmly, as if
These things have never happened to him.
Qiankun was surprised for a while. He didn't expect that Chenwang Street in Zhenzhou would be so chaotic, and he felt a little more sympathetic to Ling Feng.
Qiankun grabbed Lingfeng's hand and said seriously: "From now on, we are brothers. We share the joys and sorrows, and the two of us can be considered to have a care."
Ling Feng felt uncomfortable being stared at by Qiankun's hot eyes. He quickly avoided Qiankun's sight, blushed and pushed Qiankun away, saying, "What are you doing!"
Qiankun looked at Lingfeng sincerely and said firmly: "I will definitely help you!"
Ling Feng's eyes trembled, as if he was touched, but then he stepped back and said bitterly: "Who are you, I don't even know your name, how can you help me...
"After saying that, he shook his head in frustration.
Seeing that Ling Feng didn't seem to believe it, Qiankun stepped forward and said, "Don't leave, my name is Qiankun, does this count as acquaintance?"
Ling Feng saw the persistence on Qian Kun's face, and Ling Feng had nothing to do with Qian Kun. At this moment, the two of them saw Weng Shizhong striding out of the house and shouted: "What are you two chatting about! Hurry up and get to work!"
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Qiankun glanced at Weng Shizhong, blinked at Lingfeng, and then continued to sweep the ground.
Weng Shizhong glanced at Ling Feng with disgust and shouted: "You little bastard, come here!"
When Lingfeng heard Weng Shizhong's voice, he slowly walked over and said respectfully to Weng Shizhong: "Master Zhong, what do you need me to do?"
Master Zhong is what Weng Shizhong told his slaves to call him privately, and Ling Feng had to call him without fail as usual.
Weng Shizhong rolled his eyes, looked Ling Feng up and down unkindly, took out a list, and said impatiently: "Go to the outside of the mountain to pick the things according to what is written on this list."
After saying that, he glanced sideways at Ling Feng.
Ling Feng stared at the list for a while, then his eyes suddenly changed, and he said in confusion: "This grass has short stems and is petite. It must not be found in the mountains. In the medicine shop..."
"What the hell!" Weng Shizhong yelled, "You don't have to pay to go to the medicine shop? Go to the mountain to collect medicine for me!"
Qiankun noticed something was wrong from the side, so he stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"
When Weng Shizhong saw Qiankun coming, he smiled sinisterly and said to Qiankun: "Oh, fellow Lingfeng, you came just in time. Follow Lingfeng up the mountain to pick some medicine for me. I will definitely not treat you badly."
Qiankun looked at him coldly and said indifferently: "Really?"
"Of course." Weng Shizhong narrowed his eyes to a slit, looked at Qiankun slyly, and said, "As long as you bring back everything I need, that's all."
"Okay." Qiankun smiled and said casually.
Then, Qiankun turned around and looked at Lingfeng, smiled and said, "Let's go!"
The worried look on Ling Feng's face had not lightened, he just nodded absently to Qiankun and walked outside.
Qiankun followed Ling Feng leisurely from the side, but Ling Feng's eyes kept staring at this list, his eyes not far away.
Seeing his frown, Qiankun smiled and said to him, "Is this grass so difficult to pick?"
Ling Feng sighed and said, "There is a mountain five miles outside of Chenwang Street. There should be this grass there. Let's go there and have a look." After saying that, he pointed in the direction of the mountain.
Wait, why does that direction look so familiar...
"Wait a minute..." Qiankun stopped Lingfeng and said, "Is that mountain called Xunye Mountain?"
"Yeah, what's wrong? How do you know?" Ling Feng looked at Qiankun in surprise and said blankly.
Qiankun said dumbfounded: "Then we can't go even more!"
Qiankun was filled with anger when he mentioned this. He was deceived by the white-robed man. He didn't leave anything behind, including medicinal materials and spiritual coins. He had probably moved all the things in the mountain away long ago. If he had gone there, he would have left one behind.