Seeing Ye Feng's expression of embarrassment, Zeng Niu couldn't help but panic.
After all, the Ye family is also a famous merchant lord in Xianhe Town. The livelihood of Zeng Niu's family depends entirely on the Ye family. He really doesn't know what will happen to him if he offends Ye Feng.
"Little Crazy...Ye Feng...Master Ye, I...I..." Zeng Niu wanted to defend, but his words were incoherent in a panic.
Seeing that Zeng Niu was a little afraid of him, Ye Feng shook his head and hit Zeng Niu hard on the shoulder.
"Tch, Daniel, are you still talking about me? Aren't you the same way back then? If I remember correctly, you wet the bed when you were six years old." Ye Feng said sarcastically.
With a roar, the crowd watching the excitement burst into laughter.
Everyone looked at Ye Feng with an expression that was no longer just fearful, but also filled with a hint of kindness.
"Is this big shot who came back in the vitality car from Xianhe Town? His surname is Ye, and his name is Ye Feng. Could it be that he is Ye Tianxing's son who was selected by the Lishui Sword Sect?" Someone in the crowd commented loudly.
Some people who were familiar with the Ye family heard people talking and nodded in agreement.
Someone said: "It should be, I still remember Ye Tianxing's son. That little guy is amazing. He has cultivated the soul of the sword to the first level at the age of eight. It was the master of Li Shui Sword Sect who specially approved him to enter the sect.
Woolen cloth."
As people passed news to each other, the news of Ye Feng's return to Xianhe Town soon spread throughout the town.
In the center of the town, in the courtyard behind a tea shop called Yejia Puzi, a lively and cute girl of fifteen or sixteen years old was spreading tea leaves.
Hearing the noise coming from the front of the shop, the girl couldn't help but frown. She put the basket in her hand on the chopping board and walked into the shop.
"Why are you shouting if you don't work in broad daylight?" The girl scolded her as soon as she entered the store.
Her shouting failed to stop the shop assistant's shouting.
A waiter wearing a green soap coat and a black felt hat quickly came to the girl and shouted: "Miss Lan, I am so happy."
The boy's shouting made the girl startled.
She opened her almond-shaped eyes and asked: "What's the big news? Is it possible that someone has bought all the tea in our shop?"
The waiter shook his head, his face full of joy, and he said hurriedly: "No, Miss Lan. It's the young master who is back. It's the eldest young master who is back from the Lishui Sword Sect."
"Master, eldest master." Ye Lan muttered in a low voice, and his body trembled suddenly.
Suddenly, she grabbed the guy's hand and asked urgently: "Who did you say came back from the Lishui Sword Sect? Can you tell me again?"
Facing the anxious Ye Lan, the waiter smiled so hard that all the features on his face were twisted into a ball. He said excitedly: "It's the eldest young master, it's young master Ye Feng. Just now I heard from people outside that the eldest young master was riding in a vitality car.
Li Shui Sword Sect is back."
"Oh my god..." Ye Lan let out an excited scream.
She suddenly let go of the boy, rushed out of the tea shop, and ran towards a very neat courtyard not far away.
"Mom, dad, mom..." Ye Lan shouted loudly as she ran.
In the courtyard, a middle-aged woman was drawing water from the installed water well.
Hearing the shouts outside the courtyard, the woman couldn't help being startled. She loosened her palms and dropped the bucket that was almost up to the edge into the well.
"Lan'er, what's wrong? Are those bad guys here again?" Seeing Ye Lan staggering in, the woman couldn't help asking anxiously.
Facing his mother's worried look, Ye Lan felt sad.
She quickly supported the middle-aged woman and said loudly: "No, mother, it's brother. It's brother Feng who came back from Lishui Sword Sect."
"You mean Feng'er?" the middle-aged woman asked in shock.
Seeing Ye Lan nodding vigorously, the woman couldn't help but panic.
She hurriedly wiped her wet palms with the apron around her waist, quickly smoothed her messy temples, and quickly walked into the house behind the courtyard.
Lying on the bed in the house was a middle-aged man with graying hair on his temples and a sallow face.
Seeing the middle-aged man looking at the ceiling with holes in his eyes, the woman who walked in couldn't help but shed a few crystal tears in her eyes.
"Tianxing, did you hear that? Feng'er is back. Feng'er that you miss day and night is back." The woman quickly took out a towel from the basin, wrung it out, and carefully wiped the middle-aged man's face.
After doing all this, she whispered: "Tianxing, it's okay this time. Feng'er is back. Someone is taking charge of the overall situation in the store. You can rest assured to recover. I will definitely keep our family business. No."
Occupied by others."
As she said this, the middle-aged woman lay on her back and cried. After a moment, she raised her head, quickly wiped the tears on her face with a towel, and walked quickly outside the courtyard.
Outside the courtyard, there were bursts of noisy sounds.
Ye Feng and the other two, surrounded by many residents of Xianhe Town, arrived outside their home.
Finding that after not returning home for more than ten years, the appearance of the old house had not changed at all, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel a hint of warmth on his face.
He pushed open the half-open door, walked quickly into the courtyard, and shouted loudly: "Father, mother, sister, I'm back."
In the courtyard, Ye Lan stood under the flower bed and looked at Ye Feng slightly nervously.
Seeing Ye Lan, Ye Feng's eyes couldn't help but light up. He quickly walked up to Ye Lan and said, "Xiao Lan, are you my sister Xiao Lan?"
"Brother..." Ye Lan shouted shyly.
Hearing Ye Lan's cry, Ye Feng's heart trembled violently, and a mist rose in his eyes.
It has been ten years, and it has been more than ten years since he left his hometown.
Although he had been away for a long time, this call awakened his dusty memory.
"Xiaolan, you have grown up." Ye Feng gently stroked Ye Lan's green silk and said lovingly.
Having said this, he suddenly turned around, took a piece of red brocade from Li Yuanhang, stuffed it into Ye Lan's hand, and said: "Take it, didn't I promise you before I left that I would give you a piece of silk when you grow up?"
.Now my brother is here to fulfill his original promise."
Holding the heavy silk satin, two lines of tears flowed from Ye Lan's eyes.
She opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by her mother walking out of the room.
"Feng'er, are you really Feng'er?" Ye Feng's mother Li Xiu'e called softly.
Ye Feng's body couldn't help but trembled when he heard the call that had haunted him for more than ten years.
Turning around suddenly, he saw the kind face that had appeared in his dreams on countless nights.
"Mom, I am Feng'er, and I am your son Ye Feng." Suddenly, Ye Feng knelt on his knees and kowtowed three times to Li Xiu'e.
When he knelt down, all the marbles under his knees were turned into powder. When he knelt, the marble under Ye Feng's forehead was smashed straight into a hole half a foot deep.
There are no words that can describe Ye Feng's mood at this moment. Especially when she saw her mother's already gray temples, the bitterness in his heart could no longer be described.
"Feng'er, Feng'er..." Li Xiu'e sobbed softly.
She pulled Ye Feng up forcefully, lovingly wiped the dust off Ye Feng's forehead, and said sympathetically: "It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back!"
In the courtyard, Li Yuanhang and others looked at the broken marble that Ye Feng had knelt down on, their faces full of emotion.
They always thought they understood Ye Feng, but at this moment they realized that what they thought they understood was actually just a superficial impression, but it had never touched the softest place in Ye Feng's heart.
After staying with his mother for a while, Ye Feng suddenly raised his head. Seeing that his father had not appeared for a long time, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
"Mom, where is dad?" Ye Feng asked softly.
Li Xiu'e, who was looking at Ye Feng, trembled slightly.
She stared at Ye Feng for a long time, and then said sadly: "Your father, your father..."
"What's wrong, dad?" Ye Feng asked anxiously.
Behind him, Ye Lan stepped forward, gently hugged his mother into his arms, and said with sobs: "Brother, I don't know what kind of poison dad was. Now he is unconscious and can only lie on the bed."
With a "thud", the snuff bottle carefully prepared for his father in Ye Feng's hand fell to the ground.
He quickly rushed into the bedroom in three steps and two steps at a time, casting his gaze on the bed.
On the bed, his father Ye Tianxing was lying on his back, looking at the ceiling blankly.
Even though there was a lot of noise in the courtyard just now, the old man remained unmoved and did not even move his eyes.
"Dad." Ye Feng called loudly as he walked towards the bed.
But no matter how much he shouted, his father never responded and still looked at the ceiling with dull eyes.
"This...what is going on?" Ye Feng asked anxiously.
Behind him, his mother Li Xiu'e covered her face and cried bitterly, and her sister Ye Lan also had tears on her face.
"Brother, we don't know what happened to my father. Half a month ago, he went to the patriarch's house for a drink to discuss expansion matters. The day after he came back, it turned out like this." Ye Lan
Said while crying.
"Clan leader?" Ye Feng thought for a while, and the outline of a feminine face gradually appeared in his mind.
The Ye family can be considered a big family in Xianhe Town, with as many as a hundred people. Ye Feng clearly remembers that before he left home, the patriarch of the Ye family, Ye Tianwen, was a sixth-level swordsman.
"Is this the second day of discussing the expansion of the business?" Ye Feng thought in his mind, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Intuitively, he knew that the incident of his father's poisoning was not that simple. However, he had just entered the house and did not understand the situation yet. He did not mind that after investigating all the circumstances, he would slowly communicate with those who had assassinated his father.
, calculate this account.
Behind Ye Feng, Li Yuanhang looked at Ye's father lying on the bed and couldn't help but be slightly startled.
After whispering a few words into Ye Feng's ear, he took a step forward, sat on the bedside, and grabbed Ye's father's wrist.
After checking his pulse, Li Yuanhang waved his hand to Ye Feng and said: "Little guy, I checked your father's body. Just like your sister said, he should be poisoned. But don't worry, I checked.
There seems to be a strange energy in your father's body that temporarily suppresses all the toxins, so there is no danger to his life."
"Great Elder, are you sure what kind of poison my father was poisoned with?" Ye Feng asked.
Li Yuanhang nodded and said: "If my diagnosis is correct, the poison your father was poisoned is called **losing heart powder. This poison was prepared by Wandu Valley, a famous poison refining sect in the Yin and Shang Dynasties.
However, Ten Thousand Poison Valley has not appeared in the Yin Shang Kingdom for decades, so how could this poison spread to the outside world."
"Poison refining sect Ten Thousand Poison Valley?" Ye Feng whispered to himself.
After saying this, he turned around and entered the house, waiting at his father's bedside.