When Wu Qingfeng walked to the door, he found two figures in the yard.
The two figures were sitting and standing.
Seeing the immortal figures of these two people, Wu Qingfeng was immediately happy, and then started to knock on the door.
Immediately, an old man in Chinese tunic suit came over and opened the door.
After seeing the visitor, Wu Qingfeng greeted him happily.
"It's been a long time, Mr. Wang, you really know how to find me."
Before Wu Qingfeng finished speaking, he seemed to be strangled by the neck, and all his words stopped abruptly.
Because the moment he saw Mr. Wang's face, his whole body went numb.
Wu Qingfeng even pointed at Mr. Wang's face a little lost his temper and asked loudly:
"Mr. Wang, your eyes?"
The person who opened the door was Mr. Wang who Wu Qingfeng was looking for.
This Mr. Wang is also the apprentice of Li Tian, the master next to Chen Biao, the former chairman of Kuaiyue Group.
Mr. Wang’s full name is Wang Yangyi.
He was also one of the professors at Longguo Theological Seminary.
During his tenure, he received numerous praises and made many contributions.
After that, I didn't know what happened, and then I left the school and came to the countryside.
Mr. Wang looked at Wu Qingfeng's shocked expression, although he couldn't see it with his eyes.
But he could still feel Wu Qingfeng's shock from Wu Qingfeng's body movements and his words.
But he didn't care and just said it lightly.
"I saw something I shouldn't have seen before, so my eyeballs are gone. Come in, Dean."
While speaking, Mr. Wang turned sideways to make way for Wu Qingfeng.
Seeing this, Wu Qingfeng could only hold back all the questions he had. Without asking too many questions, he followed Mr. Wang directly in.
Although he didn't ask too many questions, Mr. Wang's words echoed in his heart.
What kind of thing could make Mr. Wang lose his eyeballs just by looking at it?
Wu Qingfeng is the dean of the seminary, and he is very clear about the conduct of Mr. Wang, who once served as a professor.
At that time, before Mr. Wang left the seminary, he was one of the strongest men in Longguo Theological Seminary.
Being able to make Mr. Wang lose a pair of eyes so easily, and it was so bland.
All this inevitably made Wu Qingfeng, who had calmed down, cheer up again.
Even though he had cheered up at this time, when he walked into the yard, he was even more surprised when he saw Chen Biao on the chair.
"Oh my god, judging from his appearance, shouldn't he have already
Why is he still alive now? "
Wu Qingfeng, who had just walked in, was a little incoherent when he saw the person sitting on the chair.
At first he thought he might have seen it wrong.
The person in front of me is none other than Chen Biao, the chairman of Kuaiyue Group.
It's not that Wu Qingfeng cursed Chen Biao, but judging from Chen Biao's face, he should be dead.
But why are you still alive and well now?
After arriving at this small village, although the scenery was very peaceful, Wu Qingfeng discovered strange things one after another.
No matter how calm he was, he still felt a little confused at this moment.
Faced with Wu Qingfeng's confusion, Chen Biao did not give any explanation, and just nodded and smiled to say hello.
Then he said:
"I've met the dean, Lao Wang. I'll go in first without delaying the two of you chatting and reminiscing."
After saying that, he wheeled his wheelchair and returned to his room.
At this time, Wu Qingfeng still looked puzzled when he saw Chen Biao's figure disappearing at the door.
According to his many years of experience, it can be seen that Chen Biao's appearance has already changed, but he still moves and speaks freely.
Full of questions, Wu Qingfeng looked at the blind Mr. Wang beside him.
"You lost your eyeballs and he is still alive. What happened to you?"
Hearing Wu Qingfeng's slightly anxious question, Mr. Wang was not anxious at all, but sat down first.
Then he slowly served the other party a cup of tea.
While Mr. Wang was making tea, Dean Wu, who was usually very well-mannered in the past, felt as if there were needles on the chair, which made him almost unable to sit still.
But Mr. Wang didn't care. After making the tea, he placed it steadily in front of Wu Qingfeng and then spoke slowly.
"Chen Biao and I have lived in seclusion in this village. On weekdays, except for his son who comes here to give us some daily necessities, basically no other people come here."
"In the group, Chen Biao doesn't have too much responsibility now. He is only responsible for making suggestions secretly. His son is responsible for everything on the surface. He has basically stopped taking action now."
"Since my master Li Tian left, I have had a lot of insights, and since I don't have any eyeballs, I have even more insights. I don't think about anything else now, I just want to wait for death in this place. "
After hearing what Mr. Wang said, Wu Qingfeng suddenly slapped the table with an unhappy expression.
He was very dissatisfied and said:
"I'm not here to listen to you talk about these short-lived parents. I want to know what happened to you right now. Also, who is the master Li Tian you are talking about???"
Wu Qingfeng asked half anxiously and half impatiently.
After all, he traveled all the way here because he didn't want to hear what Mr. Wang said about waiting to die.
And he was full of questions that Mr. Wang wanted to answer.
In addition, the master Li Tian mentioned in Wang Lao's words made Wu Qingfeng a little panicked.
So he couldn't control his behavior and said it loudly.
At this time, Mr. Wang raised his head and looked at Wu Qingfeng.
He didn't say any words, just stared at Wu Qingfeng with his eyes.
Although his eyeballs were gone, only a pair of empty eye sockets were left, staring straight at Wu Qingfeng.
And his hand holding the teacup hung motionless in the air.
Seeing Mr. Wang's attitude and gesture, Wu Qingfeng began to regret whether he had said something wrong just now.
After feeling that Wu Qingfeng could no longer stand the sight of him, Mr. Wang finally spoke.
"Well, my master is who you think of."
After hearing the news, Wu Qingfeng felt as if someone had hit him with a sap. He became dizzy and fidgety.
Then he hurriedly asked:
"Master Li died? When did it happen? What happened to all this?"
