Feng Bao and the others worked very neatly and dug the grave very quickly. However, it still took almost two hours to dig a three-meter deep pit.
The coffin is buried upright, then filled with grave soil, and finally the grave bag is built up, and an earthen grave begins to take shape.
"Miss Qi, we will erect the monument later. We can also move the rest of the Qi family's old tombs here. I will give directions to the Qi family at that time," I said.
Qi Lanxin nodded cautiously, and then she asked me slightly nervously, can it be done now? Will the Qi family be protected by Feng Shui? Obviously, there was still a bit of sadness in her eyes.
I wanted to answer that not so soon.
But Qi Lanxin's appearance actually changed a little bit...
The black aura in her Yintang gradually dissipated, the black aura in her cheeks slowly retreated to the Yintang, and her face was quickly becoming normal.
Turning my head and looking at the grave, I took a long breath and said, "Miss Qi, please kneel down first and kowtow to your father. He is already protecting you."
"Ah?!" Qi Lanxin was obviously in disbelief.
"Faces reflect destiny. We will go to Qi's house later. Mr. Qi will probably not be able to achieve his goal." I said in a deep voice, and at the same time I glanced around Feng Bao and Feng Jun, and continued: "By the way, Mr. Qi will be detained." Come down and take him to Feng's house, Uncle Zhang must have something to ask him."
With my last words, Qi Lanxin obviously didn't say much else.
There was also a hint of hatred in her eyes. This was hatred for Mr. Qi!
Qi Lanxin knelt down and kowtowed, and I also made gestures and glances, telling the others to follow me to the side, leaving enough quiet space for Qi Lanxin.
I waited at the entrance to go down the mountain for about ten minutes. During this period, Feng Bao smiled at me and said, "Mr. Luo, can you give me some pointers when you have time later? I have discussed it with the owner of the house. Although I am eating from the Feng family, the head of the family asked me to work for you, and I am willing to hang out with you. This life is yours, and I will go wherever you point me, without even the slightest frown."
I burst out laughing. Feng Bao is a very real person. This was evident when we met Bai Lizi for the second time and we fought to the death with the old man and the young man.
"You don't have to work hard, but you have to carry the coffin." I didn't refuse Feng Zhirong's kindness. I smiled and nodded: "If you have free time, I will go and help you." Feng Bao's eyes shone with excitement.
It was obvious that Feng Jun next to him had envy in his eyes and a hint of regret on his face.
At this moment, Feng Bao suddenly put his arm around Feng Jun. His expression became much more solemn and he begged, "Mr. Luo, can you give Feng Jun a chance?"
"I know what he did wrong last time. We were living under the Feng family. The head of the family had already prepared the settlement fee. Before we entered the Feng family, we were desperate. The Feng family gave us an extra life and a good life. However, the requirement is not to do anything against the Feng family’s wishes.”
"In that incident in Yangjiang, he was almost kicked out by the head of the family. It was because the head of the family thought that he had done a lot for the Feng family over the years that he could stay."
"Ask him to follow you with me. Next time we encounter something desperate, he and I..."
I shook my head, interrupted Feng Bao's words, and turned to look at Feng Jun.
It's not that I'm petty or have a grudge. Feng Jun and Feng Bao are fundamentally different. Feng Bao has a generous and rough temper, while Feng Jun is cautious. There is a saying that a country can change easily.
Even if Feng Jun wants to do things with me, I can't trust him too much.
After thinking about it, I said: "I will go to the head of the Feng family to tell you that you almost had an accident when you went up the mountain last night, and I didn't save you immediately. I want to see the subsequent changes. This matter is inconsistent with the previous one, so I have revealed it." Feng The master of the house will not embarrass you."
There was a hint of bitterness in Feng Jun's eyes, and he lowered his head and said, "I understand, Mr. Luo, thank you." The moment he lowered his head, I suddenly saw a trace of emotion flowing in his eyes. Why was there a sense of determination?
I frowned.
At this moment, Qi Lanxin's footsteps came.
"Mr. Luo, let's go down the mountain."
The sadness in Qi Lanxin's eyes had been completely hidden at this moment, and there was only a faint hatred in her eyes.
Feng Jun walked forward and led the way.
Feng Bao scratched his head, smiled awkwardly at me, and followed Feng Jun, arms around each other, and words of comfort could be faintly heard.
The rest of the Feng family followed them and opened the way for us.
After coming down the mountain, he drove directly towards Qi's house.
It's daytime now. I infer that the old man shouldn't be at Qi's house yesterday. If he would stay at Qi's house, he wouldn't be able to stay in the mountain all the time.
People who steal longevity are probably more hated than people like Xu Baipi and Li Dexian.
When we waited for our car to arrive outside Qi's house, it was almost half an hour.
It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and the dazzling sunlight was shining on my body, making it extremely ironing.
Several people walked out from the door of the Qi family. They were obviously not servants of the Qi family, but members of the Qi family themselves.
Without exception, they all looked unhealthy, but they didn't look like they were about to die!
After we got off the bus, those people walked out in a hurry, and Qi Lanxin explained: "Mr. Luo, I informed the family first that they are indeed in better health, otherwise no one would be able to get out of bed."
"The rest are still cultivating, and some are still not doing well. Sister Lan, we followed your instructions and went to see the old man quietly. The old man was a little weird today and didn't even open the door. Why don't you go and have a look?" one of them said. A young man of similar age to Qi Lanxin said uneasily.
Qi Lanxin told me in a low voice, she didn't say much else, she just said that if I help, the Qi family will get better, and just ask them to be careful not to let the old man go.
I nodded, Qi Lanxin was very attentive.
Then Qi Lanxin asked softly again if anyone else had been at home.
These people all shook their heads and said that they had asked the servants at home and looked at the surveillance cameras, so they probably had never been here.
Feeling quite confident, I stepped forward, climbed the stairs, and headed towards the top floor.
Qi Lanxin followed closely behind me, while Feng Bao and Feng Jun protected me on both sides.
The remaining few people from the Feng family followed behind.
Soon, we reached the top floor.
Standing outside the room door, Qi Lan held her breath and knocked gently. She didn't hear anything strange in her voice and called out: "Grandpa?"
At first there was no sound coming from inside.
Qi Lanxin knocked on the door again and shouted.
The next moment, Mr. Qi's cold and dry voice came from inside: "Don't bother me, get out." But at this time, Feng Jun raised his foot and kicked the door hard!
With a bang, the door opened directly!
An unpleasant smell of blood assaulted his nostrils.
Mr. Qi was squatting next to the pot where he was making porridge.
On top of the long table, many bowls were broken, and rice was spilled on the floor.
The rice porridge is boiling in the pot, but the color of the boiling water is not water...
Mr. Qi put one hand on the pot, and his hand was bleeding into the pot.
After he saw us, his expression suddenly changed and he cursed fiercely: "Lan Xin, are you crazy? Are you asking someone to kick my door down? Let them go down! I want to eat now, don't disturb me!" The moment it fell, Mr. Qi quickly picked up a bowl and poured the porridge with a spoon.
There was a click, the porridge entered the bowl, and the bowl broke into pieces.
He screamed, and his expression became ferocious and impatient. He pointed his hand at us again with great fright and anger, and shouted: "Get out! Get out now!"
I looked at Mr. Qi coldly and said, "Old man, don't you wonder how I can come back?"
"You don't have to work hard anymore. All the bowls here can't make enough porridge."
