Li Feng was immediately stunned!
"Feng'er..." That's what my father called him when he was alive!
No, it's impossible. Dad's body should be lying quietly in the morgue of Dali Temple at this time. How could it be a fake corpse? What he saw with his own eyes was that his father was so dead that even the coroner who conducted the autopsy shook his head: "The murderer was extremely ruthless and fatal with one stab."
Just a coincidence!
"You got the wrong person!" Li Feng shouted, trying to stand up with both hands, but found that his legs were still weak.
The man was holding on to the wall tremblingly, his gray hair messy in the cold wind, covering his bloody face: "How could my eldest son admit his mistake... Feng'er, you are so cruel. Father takes action..."
Li Feng said in a panic: "Dad, are you confused? I am your eldest son, how can I do anything to you?"
"Why don't you take action against me? You and Fan Yanguan were greedy for money, and your father spared your life. But you became so mad that you, together with Fan Yanguan, killed your father in the dormitory of Baoxiang Temple... You What a cruel heart!"
"I didn't, I didn't, you're talking nonsense!" Li Feng wanted to stand up, but then slid down. He could only watch the man walking over step by step.
"My father died. He died so miserably. He was so lonely on the road to Huangquan. Feng'er, please come down and accompany me... By the way, Fan Yanguan, who committed the murder with you that day, I His life has been taken, but his crime was so heinous that he was imprisoned by Black and White and cooked in a pan..."
"No, it's impossible. Fan Yanguan was extremely exhausted and that's why he died..." Li Feng defended.
"Oh, you must know exactly how Fan died. Come on, my son, my dear Feng'er, come and accompany me as a father..."
A cat meowed miserably, and Li Feng felt that his head was numb with fear: "I am your eldest son, how can you let me die! You have forgotten my mother-in-law, and she still wants me to take care of her. ! And your eldest grandson, they are so lively and cute..."
"Your mother-in-law will be taken care of by your second brother. He is smarter than you, better at dancing than you, and has a higher official position than you. He will also support your nephews in the future..."
Li Feng suddenly shouted: "I know that you have been partial to Li Huo since you were a child. You say good things about him, agree with him in everything, and belittle me everywhere!"
He seemed to have suddenly collapsed and said excitedly: "Master obviously praised my article for being well done, but you just said it was not as good as his!"
"Why not? Wasn't it your second brother who helped you correct the only article that was praised by Master?"
Li Feng covered his mouth. Only the father and son knew about this matter, no one else would care! Could this ghost really be his own father, Li Zhuang, who was killed by him? !
"Who is sneaking around here!" Suddenly a thin light came in.
Li Feng subconsciously looked towards the light source and heard several footsteps rushing towards him. The meager light became stronger, and it turned out to be the patrolling army of the Dragon Guard.
That man... Li Feng turned around hastily, only to see that the man who was still standing fell to the ground motionless.
It’s really a scam! ? Li Feng's heart almost jumped into his throat.
The soldiers of the Long Guard Army had already come over and asked: "Ask you, why don't you say anything? Hey, why is there someone here... Hey, there is no one, just a set of clothes..."
The soldier picked up the clothes, and the blazing flames of the torch reflected the clothes clearly.
It was a green robe with wide sleeves. On the left chest, it looked like someone had stabbed it with a knife, and it was stained with blood.
Li Feng's throat seemed to be blocked and he could no longer speak.
He remembered that his father, Li Zhuang, was wearing the same robe that day and he and Fan Yanguan teamed up to stab him to death.
But he had already changed this robe himself in the morgue that day and asked his servants to take it outside and burn it. How could it still be here?
Is that man just now really his father?
The people from the Long Wei Army interrogated Li Feng for a long time. They saw that he was in a state of despair. Although there was blood on the scene, there were no injuries or bodies, so they let Li Feng go.
Li Feng stumbled to the alley where the carriage was parked. The entourage and the groom had been waiting anxiously: "Why is the uncle in such a mess?"
Li Feng waved his hand with a tired face: "Go home, go home!" Can he say that he bumped into his father's ghost?
After getting on the carriage, Li Feng felt something was wrong as soon as he sat down. There seems to be something extra on the seat. He touched with his backhand and found a piece of clothing.
He remembered that there were no extra clothes on the seat when he got off the bus.
The carriage was driving slowly, and the attendant had just wiped his face that was soaked by the rain when he suddenly heard a panicked shout from the carriage: "Stop!"
The car door was suddenly opened, and something flew out from inside, which happened to cover the horse's head.
The horse was suddenly covered by something, frightened, bleating and trying to run wildly. The groom was a smart man. He immediately picked up the guy and broke the belt on the horse's back. The carriage, which was supposed to be balanced, suddenly lost its balance. Li Feng rolled out of the carriage and fell to the ground.
"Uncle!" The attendant shouted in fear and bent down to help Li Feng.
But he saw Li Feng's eyes widened, looking at the sky, his eyes motionless.
Is the uncle dead? The entourage was extremely panicked and hurriedly went to check Li Feng's breathing.
"I'm fine." Li Feng said quietly, "I was just a little dizzy from the fall."
"Whose horse? Whose horse? I don't care about taking care of it. It's running around. What should I do if it hurts someone?" Another soldier from the Dragon Guard came over, leading the horse that had just escaped.
Although Li Feng was lying down, he could still see that the robe that originally covered the horse's head was missing.
He couldn't help but get up and asked: "Where is the robe on the horse's head?"
"What kind of robe, I've never seen it before." The soldier said inexplicably, "But if you don't control your horses and let them run away, you will be fined."
"It deserves to be punished, it deserves to be punished." The attendant quickly took out a banknote from his wallet and handed it to the soldier.
"You have to take care of it." The soldier took the money and strode away without any happy expression.
Li Feng was no longer in the mood to ride in the car, so he asked the groom to drive home first. He and his entourage slowly walked back along the street.
The entourage did not dare to say anything and silently held an umbrella to protect Li Feng from the rain.
The capital city was still bustling late at night. In addition to the lively men, there were also many young ladies out to play.
Walking in a brightly lit and lively place, Li Feng felt that his soul had returned to its original place.
After the shock calmed down, he felt that he was hungry. What kind of spring banquet was held in Fanlou today? It was obviously the Hongmen Banquet, but he didn't even have time to taste the dishes.
There is a stall selling wontons on the roadside, and steam rises from the heat, spreading the fragrance.
"Go and have a bowl of wontons." Li Feng said.
The attendant hurriedly went to buy it, while Li Feng sat down on the small table and buried his head in exhaustion.
There was a rustling sound next to him, which seemed to be his entourage returning. Li Feng looked up and saw that the person sitting next to him was Liao Haohai. Liao Haohai saw him raise his head and smiled slightly at him: "Li Langjun, what a coincidence."
He was suddenly startled and almost lost his seat: "Is Liao Pingshi coming to eat wontons too?"
"Yeah, it's too late to get off duty today, so I didn't have dinner." Liao Haohai said lazily, "I originally wanted to go to Tianxiang Tower, but I was really hungry. When I passed by here, I smelled the aroma of wontons, and I felt... It’s also a wonderful thing to occasionally try the delicacies prepared by the vendors outside.”
Li Feng's heart skipped a beat again.
He is now a shadow of a snake. Liao Haohai just said the same word as his father's name, and he felt that Liao Haohai was talking about his father. Could that bloody suit be done by Liao Haohai?
The hot wontons were served, and Liao Haohai's face was a little blurred in the rising water vapor.
He said: "Li Langjun, guess why Han Shaoqing is so anxious to call me back today? Oh, that's true. Li Langjun is not from Dali Temple, so how do you know what happened? Let me tell you, Yes, there is something very strange about Fan Yanguan's death. The experienced old man of Dali Temple finally returned from his hometown to visit relatives, and today he found out that Fan Yanguan did not die from overwork, but that his On his head, a very thin silver needle pierced his Tianling Cap, and he died from this."
(End of chapter)
