When Qiankun heard the sound, he turned around and said, "Ah, those disgusting things have flown away."
Ling Feng found that Qiankun's eyes were staring at him, and said with some guilt: "I'm sorry, I couldn't help you, and I have caused you so much trouble."
Qiankun shook his head nonchalantly and said, "Now is not the time to talk about this. We have to go back quickly."
Qiankun is afraid that Lingfeng and him will go back too slowly, and that Weng Shizhong who suffered a thousand blows will take all the blame on Lingfeng. Although Qiankun dislikes people like Weng Shizhong, Lingfeng is still with Weng Shizhong.
You must not act rashly when working under your command. Everyone there is looking at Weng Shizhong's face. Qiankun's standing up for him will have side effects, and Lingfeng will not be able to survive there in the future.
Ling Feng also nodded, feeling that Qiankun was right, so he picked up the medicine basket and continued on his way.
Maybe Ling Feng didn't understand the reason why Qian Kun had been staring at him just now. In fact, when Qian Kun was fighting those three-legged wings just now, he accidentally saw Ling Feng running away so quickly, which was simply not comparable to ordinary people.
Qiankun is not disparaging Lingfeng because he can only run away. He just wants to see how his body is different from Qiankun's own. His speed is not ordinary at all. He dares to conclude that even if he has been trained the day after tomorrow,
, the speed will not be so amazingly fast.
However, Qiankun looked at Lingfeng for a while, but couldn't see the difference between Lingfeng and him, so he had to give up.
After running out of the suburbs and arriving at Chenwang Street, the rain stopped. What surprised them even more was that there was no mud at all on the road, as if it had never rained.
"Could it be? It rained in that place?" Qiankun turned his head and said to Ling Feng.
"It seems so." Ling Feng was also very helpless. If he had known better, he would not have gone to that shabby forest.
Just like that, people on the street looked at Qian and Kun, who were soaked by the rain, as if they were aliens.
There was no time for the two of them to delay, Ling Feng ran quickly, returned to Weng Shizhong's mansion, and put down the medicine basket.
The sky has turned completely dark, the door has been closed tightly, maybe Weng Shizhong is asleep.
Neither Ling Feng nor Qian Kun could get through the door. Just when they were trying to knock on the door, a fierce voice sounded loudly, and Weng Shizhong walked towards Ling Feng holding a long stick.
"Little brat! Where have you been wandering around again? Huh? Where are my medicinal materials?"
Weng Shizhong's eyes stared at Ling Feng as if they were holding a pair of iron rings, with a fierce glare. He suddenly hit Ling Feng's spine with a stick, and Ling Feng bent over in pain.
"In the medicine basket..." Ling Feng said tremblingly.
Weng Shizhong glanced sideways at Ling Feng, and then looked at the medicine basket. When he saw that all the medicines were wet, his expression immediately turned gloomy. He threw the medicine basket and shouted in surprise: "Why are these medicines so wet?"
!Little bastard, what did you do?"
Ling Feng's eyes flashed with embarrassment, and he said in a reserved tone: "When we went to collect herbs, it rained heavily. We all got wet, and the herbs were also stained by rainwater."
"Little brat! Do you know that all the medicinal materials I want must be dry, otherwise they will lose their medicinal properties! Heavy rain, huh, I think you are deliberately delaying to lie to me. The water all over your body was just poured on you.
Disguise?"
Weng Shizhong pointed at the back of Ling Feng's head and began to curse indiscriminately.
Ling Feng was speechless for a moment, and it would be in vain for him to refute. In Weng Shizhong's eyes, everything he did or said was wrong, and he could only silently endure Weng Shizhong's scolding and beatings.
Qiankun looked at Ling Feng's miserable look and felt very distressed, so he explained to Ling Feng: "We really encountered heavy rain while collecting medicine. Why didn't you find out the situation before you came to accuse him?"
"Hey." Weng Shizhong smiled disdainfully at Qiankun and said with an air of pride, "Are you new here? It's really a joke to me to be a fellow villager with this little bastard. Look at him.
Isn’t it funny how the mud can’t hold up the wall?”
Qiankun listened to Weng Shizhong's words, and it was obvious that he was scolding him in a different way. Qiankun looked at Weng Shizhong with a smile on his face, but in his heart he scolded Weng Shizhong a thousand times.
"He is just a small person and timid. Hahahaha..."
Look, you look like a fat pig, and you smile like a fool! Are you full of fat? Even your brain is rusty!
Weng Shizhong smiled, pushed Ling Feng's shoulder, slapped Ling Feng's mouth, and said: "Yes, you are really petty, otherwise, why would you come to my place to be a little slave? Really.
I'm afraid I won't be able to survive because of starvation, hahaha..."
Qiankun smiled, but his eyes became cold. He looked at Weng Shizhong steadily and smiled lightly: "Really? Boss Weng is really benevolent and generous."
You are so generous. You are as big as the door frame and your mind is narrower than the stick in your hand.
Weng Shizhong glanced at the medicinal materials and murmured in a low voice: "These medicinal materials should still be usable after they are dried." After that, he picked up the medicine basket, opened the door, and walked inside.
Halfway through, he turned around and looked at Qiankun with half his eyes, and said with a smile: "Don't imitate him in the future, otherwise, in this Chenwang Street, the end may be even worse."
After saying that, he laughed arrogantly and walked away.
Qiankun's eyes have been staring deeply at Weng Shizhong, his eyes never leaving.
The next day, Ling Feng got up earlier and swept the yard clean. After sweeping, he saw Qiankun standing there looking at him.
"Why did you get up so early and no one else got up?"
Qiankun asked with concern.
Ling Feng turned his head away, not looking at Qian Kun. Qian Kun smiled hoarsely. Is this because he was angry?
"What's wrong? Are you ignoring me?" Qiankun said with a smile.
When Ling Feng saw Qiankun walking towards him, he stepped back and whispered to Qiankun: "Don't follow me like this, Weng Shizhong will give you some shoes to wear."
Small shoes? Are they suitable for him?
Qiankun looked disdainful.
"Just because of that fat pig? Let me tell you, I am not afraid of him at all. On the contrary, I want to beat him!" Qiankun waved his fist and said viciously.
"Shh." Ling Feng's face was filled with fear, "Keep your voice down."
When Qiankun saw this, the evil spirit between his brows relaxed. Yes, he was not afraid, and he couldn't harm Ling Feng.
Qiankun looked at Qiankun and suddenly felt a little pitiful. He pulled him aside and asked, "Why did you come here to be a slave?"
Qiankun's expression suddenly changed when he saw Ling Feng, Ling Feng's eyes also darkened, a look of melancholy added to his eyebrows, and his joints turned white from being pinched by Ling Feng himself.
He seemed to have remembered some painful things.
They all say that one should let nature take its course, be content with one's needs, and be content with one's abilities, but who can guarantee that he has never been sad or despairing? Qiankun tried his best to conceal himself as a heartless person, but in the depths of his smooth and casual mind
, what has always been retained is the fragile heart of a child.
Seeing him holding her in such pain, Qiankun knew that what was on his mind must not be simple, and it touched his sore spot, so he hugged his shoulders and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you that.
."
"It would be great if he was still here!" After a while, Ling Feng's face was filled with tears. He grabbed his hair fiercely and his voice trembled extremely.
Qiankun was surprised to find that as soon as Ling Feng's tears flowed out of his eyes, his tear troughs were so clear that he did not dare to speak anymore. He was afraid that if he continued to say another sentence, Ling Feng would completely collapse.
Ling Feng buried his head in Qian Kun's body and cried. Perhaps Qian Kun himself was Ling Feng's only friend in the true sense?
Qiankun stroked Lingfeng's back quietly. Unexpectedly, Lingfeng could survive all these pains for so many years just by relying on his skinny body.
Such people should be respected, not laughed at!
After crying for a while, Ling Feng stopped crying, and Qian Kun was not in the mood to continue asking. He just looked at the sky, a faint mist had risen faintly, and it was dawn.
Time flies so fast, and we have to live such a dull and repetitive day again.
Qiankun sighed and stood up. At this time, he felt someone lingering outside the door.
After a while, a man came, kicked the door open, and cursed arrogantly: "Where is Weng Shizhong! Come out! The three-month appointment has arrived!"
Qiankun and Lingfeng were both stunned. Qiankun stepped forward and said cautiously: "Excuse me, are you looking for Weng Shizhong?"
Looking carefully, this majestic man who keeps shouting and cursing should be in middle age or older. He is dressed in simple and sophisticated clothes. The clothes he wears add a bit of solemnity and exudes a sense of solemnity.
His domineering attitude even discourages strangers from entering.
The middle-aged man glanced sideways at Qiankun and said solemnly: "Are you Weng Shizhong's subordinate?"
"No." Qiankun thought for a while, but felt something was wrong, so he said, "That's right."
After hearing these words, the middle-aged man also retracted his gaze, looked straight ahead, and said in a cold voice: "Let that old boy Weng Shizhong come out to see me!"