Chapter 155

Waiting for the people from Group D to arrive.

The Feng Shui Shop was already crowded.

After Shi Boren came in, he suppressed his anger and asked, "Xingxing, where are the people?"

Chu Yueqing put down the water cup and pointed at Lei Ziming who was sitting in the corner.

Shi Boren was furious and punched Lei Ziming in the face.

"Are you a policeman? The police beat the suspect! You wait for me, I must report you to the inspection team!" Lei Ziming was punched in the face before he finished speaking.

He touched the blood from his nose while wearing handcuffs, and looked at Shi Boren with a face full of hatred, "Who are you?"

"Give me back the lives of my family!" Shi Boren punched again, and the arched fist bone broke the skin and bled.

Lei Ziming screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood and teeth. He looked up at Shi Boren's vaguely familiar face.

"You...you are Shi's son." Soon, a large number of reporters rushed to the scene and were shocked

to see that the murderer was Lei Ziming, a well-known charity ambassador in Hong Kong. A philanthropist who was dedicated to helping others turned out to be a poor and vicious murderer? Lei Ziming looked at the silver handcuffs and suddenly looked up. He shook his head, "You can't arrest me. There is no evidence to prove that I am the murderer. I know Brother Shi, but I didn't kill anyone." " I wasn't the one who killed anyone!" Wei Yanlin was cleaning. Hearing this, he hit Lei Ziming on the mouth with a feather duster. "It has come to this, and you are still making excuses?" Lei Ziming felt pain and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He stood up and accused: "You are deliberately retaliating, and the police are abusing lynching. I will sue you!" "Sue? Ask who at the scene saw us beating people?" Wei Yanlin held a feather duster, smiled at the neighbors, and whispered to the Ashanpo in front who had just grabbed a peach wood comb and shouted to hit harder. "A Shan Po, did you just see it?" A Shan Po grabbed the peach tree and combed her hair. "Although I am a little old, I am not short-sighted. Beating people? I don't know." "Not only A Shan Po didn't see it, but our neighbors didn't see it either." Master Ding looked at Lei Ziming and spat, "I thought you were a good old man, but I didn't expect you to be so cruel." Master Ding finished her words. The neighbors all defended Shi Boren and said they didn't see it. One reporter whispered, "Has the murder weapon been found? I remember that the murder weapon was never found in this case." Other reporters said. "It's not easy to catch the murderer. More than 20 years have passed. Do you still want to find the murder weapon? It's probably turned to ashes." "Finding the murder weapon is harder than climbing to heaven." Zhou Fengxu walked to the side of Xiaoxiao and asked in a low voice: "Xingxiao, the murder weapon at the crime scene has not been found. Can you calculate it?" "Okay." Chu Yuexiao also counted on her fingers. One minute later. She stopped: "I know where it is. Follow me." The neighbors made way for a corridor. Lei Ziming was held down by Gan Yizu and Luo Qizhong. Chu Yuexiao wanted to take a taxi. Zhou Fengxu stopped the Hummer, stretched out his long arm to open the passenger door, and held out his hand, "Get in." Chu Yuexiao held his hand and stepped on the pedal to get into the passenger seat neatly. There were several media cars following the Hummer. When they arrived at the place, Shi Boren looked at the shop with the door tightly closed behind the dead tree. It turned out to be the wonton shop of the Shi family. "Hey, is the weapon in the house?" Shi Boren was still thinking and took out his mobile phone in a hurry. "I'll contact the landlord and go in." Speaking of which, the landlord was also miserable. The shop was rented to the Shi family, but a murder happened there, which made her location unpopular. It has not been rented out for decades. Although it was miserable, at least the landlord did not hate the children of the Shi family. Shi Boren has been compensating the landlord in his own way. "No, it's not in the room." Chu Yue shook her head. She looked around, counted with her fingers, and walked towards a road opposite the shop. The reporters followed curiously. "Do you think Master Chu can really find the murder weapon?" "I don't know, let's wait and see." She walked about 700 to 800 meters, looked at a densely grown tree, turned her head and looked at Zhou Fengxu, "It's right under the tree." Zhou Fengxu and Gan Yizu looked at each other, Gan Yizu borrowed a shovel from the neighbors and started digging the tree. Luo Qizhong looked left and right and said, "It doesn't make sense. When we were looking for the murder weapon, we searched the area around the house and dug up a lot of trees. There might not be any fish that slipped through the net?" The soil was taken out of the pit shovel by shovel. Finally. Gan Yizu looked up with joy, "There really is a murder weapon!" Everyone rushed over to take a look, and there was really a rusty knife lying in the pit. The reporters were shocked. Everyone rushed forward with their cameras to take pictures of the evidence. "Wow, is it really that magical? You can find evidence with just one divination?" "I've been looking for it for twenty years and couldn't find it." " Awesome!" Lei Ziming looked at the knife buried at night, dazed, "How could it be?" He had buried it very deep, how could it be found? A cold voice pulled him out of reality, and he looked up and met Chu Yueqing's eyes. "Back then, you killed someone and fled along the road. When you escaped here, you buried the knife. You thought that the soil could cover up the crime you committed, and you didn't expect that the knife would see the light of day again, right?" Lei Ziming knew that it was useless to make excuses at this time, and he fell into deep silence. Originally, he just wanted to use Chu Yueqing to get the position of chairman, but he didn't expect that his cleverness would backfire. He even calculated the reporters, but he didn't expect that his crimes would be exposed and he would be thrown into prison. It was late at night. The lights that had been on in the Kowloon Police Station for the whole afternoon finally went out. Zhou Fengxu came out of the interrogation room, put the confession book on the desk, and faced the anxious eyes of the two brothers Shi Boren and Shi Pingzhi. He nodded: "I admit it."

Gan Yizu clenched his fist and whispered, "Yes!"

"Aren, it's not convenient for you to intervene in the subsequent progress. The case will be sent to the Supreme Court soon. You can attend the trial then."

Shi Boren seemed to be carrying a heavy mountain. He had always wanted to catch the murderer and let his parents and grandparents rest in peace since he was a child.

Now, this mountain can finally be put down.

"Brother Xu." Shi Boren smiled bitterly, "Don't worry, I know the rules and will not make mistakes when convicting Lei Ziming."

Chu Yueqing supported his chin with both hands and lowered his eyes to look at the newspaper on the table. There was a big headline on it-'Kind-hearted citizen Mr. Lei helps a deaf-mute girl.'

Suddenly, a large figure blocked the light, and a dark shadow appeared on the newspaper.

Before he could react.

A warm big hand rubbed his head.

Zhou Fengxu rested his right hand on his side and looked down at her. He himself did not realize that his originally serious eyes were adorned with a touch of tenderness when he saw her. "What are you thinking about?"

"Well... I'm thinking about going somewhere." Chu Yueying thought about it and decided to go.

"On the way, let's go together." Zhou Fengxu took advantage of Xiaoxiao standing up and leaned against her to get the coat behind the chair.

A clear and crisp smell of green pine came, which was indescribably pleasant.

Chu Yueying leaned back slightly, she was stunned, blinked, and her hand involuntarily covered her beating heart.

What... happened?

Gan Yizu looked at them and joked, "Brother Xu, Sister Xiaoxiao didn't even tell you the destination, so you're on the way?"

Zhou Fengxu also realized this problem, and he paused. He coughed lightly, "Where in Hong Kong is not on the way?"

"Wow." Gan Yizu never expected such an answer, and raised his thumb and nodded, "That makes sense."

The two brothers of the Shi family were still sitting and comforting each other. Seeing that Brother Xu Xiaoxiao was about to leave, they jumped up and bowed together.

"Master Chu, thank you." Shi Pingzhi said.

"Xingxiao, all your kindness will be remembered in my heart." Shi Boren raised his hand and hammered his chest with a grateful smile on his face.

Chu Yuexiao's eyebrows and eyes relaxed, and he was relieved to see that the two brothers of the Shi family finally had no major issues weighing on their hearts.

"Now that everything is over, we have to keep looking forward."

Luo Qizhong leaned against the window to read the newspaper, his eyes looking over through his reading glasses, "Qingqing, how can there be a murderer so stupid that he has to shoot you?"

"I don't know, it's really going to hit me." Chu Yueqing tilted her head, also feeling puzzled.

Zhou Fengxu understood the mentality of such people, and opened the door first, "Lei Ziming has been on the run for twenty years, and he has already had a lucky mentality. In addition, he underestimated your fortune-telling ability and thought you could buy him off with money. Even if he figured out something, he wouldn't tell you."

Chu Yueqing agreed with this and nodded.

Who said it wasn't?

Doing fake charity and killing people, which time was not a lucky feeling?

In Tin Shui Wai, a small rented yard was swaying with dim lights. In the yard, the stone bricks on the ground had long been cracked and turned up, and the corners were filled with mineral water bottles and various garbage.

Two little boys aged five or six were chasing and running in the yard. A boy in his twenties came out of the yard. He was wearing a brand new sportswear and looked impatient. He picked up a mineral water bottle on the ground and smashed it on the child's head, shouting angrily.

"You two, be quiet! I have homework to do!"

The two little boys were beaten and scolded by their brother, and they stopped obediently. The two little bodies squeezed together, and the voices became smaller and smaller.

"I know, brother."

In the corner of the yard, a girl was washing clothes. Unlike the boy's bright and colorful clothes, her clothes were loose and old-fashioned. She wore a blue open-necked shirt with two pigtails. Her hands were red from washing on the washboard, but she was still washing the clothes.

The boy said coldly, "Huang Panpan, there are still a lot of clothes in my room. You should wash them quickly, otherwise I will have nothing to wear tomorrow."

The girl stopped washing, nodded in response, and turned around to continue washing.

Another while passed.

Two middle-aged couples who were not tall came into the yard. The woman came over first and asked, "Panbo, how much did you make from selling the mineral water bottles today?"

Huang Panpan stopped again, shook her wet hands, and took out a roll of change from her pocket.

After the woman took the money, she started to count: "You, don't hide the money, or you will be tempted to run away. Don't you think that you are a mute? After all, we are your parents, how can we harm you? If you run away from home and never come back like you did a few years ago, your father and I will find you and break your legs! Do you hear me?"

Huang Panpan closed his eyes in fear, nodded desperately, and made a babbling sound from his throat.

The woman looked at the hole on the shoulder of Huang Panpan's shirt and asked the man, "You bastard, do you have any clothes you don't want? That damn girl has a big hole in her shirt, and my shirt is too small for her."

"You don't do anything all day, why do you always wear torn clothes?" The man was dissatisfied and went back to the house to find clothes, "I work on a construction site, and I don't wear clothes as badly as she does." What

the man didn't know was that the girl had to carry a snakeskin bag and walk around the streets to pick up bottles every day. After a long time, her shoulders would naturally be worn out.

Huang Panpan couldn't explain to her parents who didn't love her, so she turned around silently, picked up the clothes full of black water and washed them again.

The woman remembered something, and approached the house, and shouted again: "By the way, a few kind-hearted people will come to our house tomorrow. Aren't you always deaf? I heard that there is a new technology now, called artificial earlobe, which costs hundreds of thousands. They plan to come and see you. Show me a good performance."

Huang Panpan put down her clothes, waved her hands anxiously, and then signed.

The woman was too lazy to watch, so she turned around and went in.

Huang Panpan sighed.

She signed, but she just wanted to say that she didn't want the donation. Anyway, the donation would not be used on her in the end.

The earlobe worth hundreds of thousands will be removed and sold even if it is installed.

She looked at the small courtyard, with a crescent moon flying above it, and would never be trapped by the courtyard.

Sometimes she would wonder, if she died, could she also become the moon? Or a star?

Whatever, as long as I can escape from here, anything is fine.

Huang Panpan finished her work and hung the clothes one by one on the clothesline.

It was late at night, she pounded her aching arm and prepared to rest. She would have to go to the streets to look for scraps the next day.

Just as she was about to leave, there was a slight noise in the courtyard .

At first, she thought it was a cat, but the sound didn't seem like it, so she looked towards the door.

A girl came in, covered in moonlight, like a fairy in a TV series to be broadcast in mainland China.

Huang Panpan looked curiously until the girl walked up to her, smiled slightly, and asked.

"Are you Huang Panpan?"

Huang Panpan stared at the girl's lips and nodded.

Chu Yueqing breathed a sigh of relief, "Just now I was worried that I couldn't communicate with you because I didn't know sign language."

Huang Panpan smiled sweetly, stretched out her hand, made a sign language, and then tapped her lips.

"She said that if you speak slowly, she can understand lip reading." Zhou Fengxu explained in a low voice beside her.

Chu Yueqing was surprised: "You can understand sign language?"

Zhou Fengxu met her bright and beautiful eyes, and every cell in his body was still, and he felt his ears were hot.

He smiled: "I have learned it, not only sign language, but also lip reading."

Next, it was the communication between Zhou Fengxu and Huang Panpan.

After the chat, Zhou Fengxu put down his hand that was signing, and said: "She said that her parents are in the room, she dare not leave with us, she has no money to live, and she has no place to stay. She was found in the alley once before, and she was beaten and couldn't get out of bed for two days." After speaking

, Zhou Fengxu looked at the thin girl, and there was an inexplicable fire in his heart. It was the first time he heard that there were parents who would treat their daughters like this, treating them as cash cows and not allowing them to pursue freedom.

"Xingxi, what do you want to do? I'll make the arrangements."

Half an hour later.

The woman was lying on the bed and saw that the yard suddenly caught fire. She quickly pushed her husband beside her, "Why is the yard on fire? Go and have a look."

"What's on fire?" The husband didn't care. He turned around and got up in shock. "Go out and have a look."

The eldest son also came out, and the three of them opened the door together.

They were immediately shocked by the scene in front of them.

The waste piled in the four corners of the yard was ignited by the flames, and the clothes that were originally hung on the clothes hangers were all thrown on the ground. The wet clothes were also covered with sand, and some were even cut into pieces.

"Huang Panpan!" The eldest son roared ferociously, "These are all branded! Get out of here!"

The other couples didn't care about looking for their daughter, and hurried to fetch water to put out the fire.

"Gone, all gone."

And where is the disappeared Huang Panpan?

Chu Yueqing sent her to the Zhou family's yacht. Zhou Fengxu communicated with the driver in the cab and asked him to accompany Huang Panpan to find a suitable place to live.

Huang Panpan looked at the gorgeous little room. It seemed that she had escaped from the nightmare-like hell and came to heaven before she could recover.

"Okay, Officer Zhou's yacht will take you to the mainland. It will be easy for your parents to find you if you stay in Hong Kong."

Chu Yueqing said, taking out a check.

She donated 800,000 yuan of the cheque for one million yuan from Lei Ziming to a real charity organization, and she took out the remaining 200,000 yuan.

Huang Panpan was at a loss holding the cheque for 200,000 yuan, her eyes reddened, and she kept refusing.

No.

She didn't want the money.

How could she take the money?

"Take it. With the current prices in mainland China, 200,000 yuan is enough for you to live for a while." Chu Yueqing said, "This is Lei Ziming's money. He killed someone and has now been brought to justice. He put you in such a miserable situation. It doesn't matter if you spend his money."

After much persuasion, Huang Panpan put the money under the bed with red eyes. She hurriedly made a sign language, but remembered that Chu Yueqing couldn't understand it, so she pressed her throat, recalled the teachings of caring people, and imitated the pronunciation.

"I'll return the money... to you... later."

"Of course."

No matter what, the money was taken by Miss Chu, so it was Miss Chu's money.

In an instant, Huang Panpan's face changed. Her life of being controlled and dreary was gone.

Her forehead was red, and she had the appearance of being very rich and powerful.

In the future, she would become a famous female boss in Zhejiang Province.

The yacht gradually sailed away from the pier. Huang Panpan kept watching the two people on the shore until they disappeared.

The wind blinded her eyes, and the wind poured into her body through the opening of her shirt.

Huang Panpan kept thinking about those light and gentle words in her mind.

"The world is big, with infinite possibilities. You just can't hear, and you are no different from ordinary people. As long as you want, you can have anything."

Huang Panpan smiled.

Thank you, she got it.

When she was most desperate, she didn't expect that there was a stranger willing to pull her out of the sea of ​​suffering.

Many years later, Huang Panpan returned to Hong Kong with success and fame. She knelt in front of Chu Yueling and kowtowed three times.

When she left, she quietly left a check for 20 million.

At noon, the golden sunlight poured into the villa in the mountains, and the light blue water was refracted, constantly reflecting brilliance.

A brand new long-wheelbase white four-wheeled sedan stopped at the door.

Zhang Jiande touched the car body with infatuated eyes, turned his head and asked: "How about a Cadillac Deville worth more than one million, with full configuration in all aspects?"

"If I had enough money in my pocket, I would have bought one anyway."

"Brother De is in charge of the review, it must pass." Chu Yueqing, wearing a beige sports suit, stood beside with a plate of fruit, and ate two strawberries from time to time.

"Since you like it so much, why not lend it to you for two weeks?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jiande immediately jumped up, "Lend it to me? It's a new car, so generous? Besides, it's inconvenient for you to go down the mountain without a car."

"It takes time to be so generous." Ashanpo had just finished touring the mansion. She put her hands holding the peach wood comb behind her back, and her wrinkled face was filled with joy. She bent down and patted her knees on both sides.

"The mansion is worthy of being a mansion. When I walk, my legs and waist don't hurt. It's like I'm walking briskly. A piece of tile can give people the best experience." As she said this

, Ashanpo exaggeratedly stretched out her hand to fan her face, "Especially the fresh air in the mountains, which is much better than the exhaust gas in the downtown area."

"Since that's the case, you must come and live here when you have time." Chu Yueqing pressed Ashanpo's shoulder and asked her to turn around and look at the mansion.

"I have reserved a room for you, and you are welcome to come and live at any time."

Ashanpo groaned, holding Chu Yuening's hand, and said politely, "Ningning is so nice. I have been annoyed by the grandson who lives in the house for a long time. From now on, I will have a place to relax." When

Ashanpo was young, she and her husband bought an 80-square-meter house on the first floor in Kowloon District. Later, prices rose, and her son married his wife and gave birth to a grandson. Currently, he cannot afford a large house.

A family of five is crowded on one floor, which makes them feel depressed.

"I envy you lesbians." Zhang Jiande shook his head and sighed exaggeratedly, then stood at the door and lit a cigarette.

"Brother Ade, don't be envious. You are welcome to come and play anytime you want." Chu Yuening smiled.

"I appreciate it, but I'm busy because I have to spend time with my wife." Zhang Jiande's face was filled with smiles when he mentioned his wife. "Lao Zai"

is a more intimate name in Hong Kong, much better than "po".

After decades of marriage, they still call each other this way, which is enough to show how good the relationship between Zhang Jiande and his wife is.

Chu Yueqing vaguely heard Superintendent Liang mention Zhang Jiande's wife, but had never met her, so she said, "Brother Ade, bring sister-in-law over to play when you are free."

"Okay, as long as she wants to go out, I am willing to take her to the ends of the earth." Zhang Jiande thought of his wife's leg that was disabled due to work, and sighed regretfully, "Hui Wen really loved going out to play in the past. If it weren't for the accident... Alas."

Suddenly.

Zhang Jiande's regret faded, and he looked at a villa at the foot of the mountain. There was a Hummer parked at the door. He was puzzled, "Hey, look at the car below. Is it Officer Zhou?"

Chu Yueqing looked down and it was indeed.

So far, only Zhou Fengxu has been seen driving a Hummer in Hong Kong.

"You go, I'll take Ashanpo down the mountain later." Zhang Jiande said sympathetically, "Young people should be with young people more often, they are energetic."

"Then I'll go over and take a look first." Chu Yueqing's eyebrows relaxed. In front of her friends, she always had a relaxed attitude.

Wait for people to leave.

A Shanpo used a wooden comb to rub her hair and asked, "How long can Huiwen last?"

"I don't know." Zhang Jiande's face, which always wore a smile, gradually became gloomy. He smoked one cigarette after another and looked at the green mountains in the distance. "One day is one day."

"Why not ask the sky? Maybe there will be a solution." A Shanpo saw her old friend so depressed.

"Just bear with it for now." Zhang Jiande sighed, "Cause and effect, I don't want to harm my friends by being cursed by heaven."

"Alas... good people don't live long."

A Shanpo sighed faintly in the mountains.

The movers were like a long dragon, one after another, two people in a group, three or four people in a group, moving the sofa into the villa.

In the living room.

Shi Boren collapsed on the sofa and gave Zhou Fengxu a thumbs up. "Brother Xu, you are worthy of being like this. In order to get closer to the girl you love, you buy a house."

Zhou Fengxu half-squatted and unpacked the TV box. The blade cut the transparent tape along the pieces of the box, staring at it very intently. "If you want, you can buy it."

"I do want to." Shi Boren stretched his arms. "Such a big villa, I don't know how many years of saving money I have to buy it."

With a bang.

The box was opened.

The TV was new, wrapped in a layer of plastic film, wide and large, with a row of buttons on the side that could be rotated to adjust the volume.

Gan Yizu saw that the TV was so big and just wanted to help, he saw Zhou Fengxu lifting it

by himself. He was a little surprised, "Brother Xu, be careful not to twist your waist." "No problem." Zhou Fengxu moved the TV to the coffee table.

Before anyone turned around, Shi Boren jumped and sat down, gossiping and asking, "Brother Xu, what stage are you and Xiaoxiao in? Have you held hands?"

Gan Yizu was also curious and hurried over, "Yeah, Brother Xu and Sister Xiao have dated a few times?"

Zhou Fengxu became uncomfortable when his brothers cared about the progress of his relationship, "What? Holding hands and dating, I haven't confessed yet." For

a moment.

Shi Boren was stunned for a long while before he reacted and put his arm around Zhou Fengxu's shoulders. "Really? You've liked Xiong Xiong for so long, but you haven't confessed yet?"

"I haven't found a good time." Zhou Fengxu didn't know anything about relationships, and the serious crime team had a lot to do.

"What good time do you need to confess? You can do it anytime. It's easy to just say I like you and I want to spend my life with you."

Zhou Fengxu shook his head. He considered more.

First of all, he was not sure whether Xiong Xiong liked him or disliked him. If he confessed rashly, they might not even be friends.

Regardless of whether the two could be together or not, he didn't want to stay away from Xiong Xiong.

Secondly, in his opinion, a relationship is a serious matter, and he should give the woman enough respect and space.

If he could be with Xiong Xiong, he hoped that every day would be important and romantic.

Therefore, the timing of confession is very important and cannot be done casually.

"Hey, it's really you." A sweet voice came in.

Chu Yueqing poked her head in and found that the three people in the living room all looked over at her. She blinked curiously, "Why, are you discussing Star Wars?"

"Discussing other things." Zhou Fengxu stood up. He looked at the weather outside. The scenery was sunny and the moon was bright.

"Don't waste your weekend time. Why don't we go out and play?"

Hearing that they were going out to play, Chu Yueqing's brows relaxed, "Let's go!"

An hour later.

The most famous arcade game hall in Wan Chai was filled with fighting sounds.

Four people, each with an arcade machine.

Shi Boren held a bowl of oden and ate it, panting, "Wing, the fish balls are delicious, try it."

Chu Yueling put the paper bowl on the arcade machine, and used both hands to control the game controller. She had no time to eat.

Zhou Fengxu played the game with one hand, staring at the arcade screen. He poked a fish ball from Zhou Yueling's paper bowl and fed it to her. "Try it."

Chu Yueling ate it in one bite, still staring at the screen. Finally, a KO was heard.

She put down the game controller, pretended to be calm and picked up the paper bowl, but her heart was still beating wildly because of excitement, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

Arcade games are so interesting. No one has ever told her that playing games can be so passionate.

Finally, she couldn't help it, and looked at the man sitting next to her with a relaxed look, "Officer Zhou, I beat you. You are better than me in sports, but you are the loser in games."

Zhou Fengxu let go of the game controller and looked at the character who had fallen on the screen, "Yes, you won."

When he saw the smile on Chu Yueling's face, he couldn't help but smile.

He felt that this round was worth losing.

"My turn, my turn." Shi Boren came over with a paper bowl.

Seeing him coming, Zhou Fengxu gave up his seat and sat next to Chu Yueling.

Shi Boren put the paper bowl on the game console and rolled up his sleeves, "King of Wrestling, I am a master, I don't believe you can beat me."

Zhou Fengxu sat in the back, holding the oden, poking the fish balls with a long skewer, and feeding them one by one.

Two hours later.

Shi Boren fell on the arcade machine with no hope in life. "Oh my God, a novice player beats a ten-year veteran player. It's so unfair. Ding Ding, you have been hiding your true strength and are a master of games, right?"

"No." Chu Yue chewed the fish balls and blinked. "I have never played any games before."

Nowadays, people have to tell fortunes and look at feng shui every day. Where do they have time to play games?

"No, I can still play one more game. I don't believe I can't win any of these games." Shi Boren cheered up and got up again. His shoulder was suddenly patted. He looked back and saw Zhou Fengxu's handsome face with a smile.

"Don't humiliate yourself. You are not tired, but she is."

Shi Boren's dirty mind was completely smashed by the critical hit. He complained behind him, "Brother Xu, you were not like this before."

It was already dark.

After a day of playing, the group was about to go home when they passed by a cemetery.

Shi Boren's playful expression suddenly stopped. He looked at the tomb in the woods and said, "Brother Xu, I want to go in and see my parents."

Zhou Fengxu said, "Let's go together."

The four of them soon stood in front of the tomb of the four members of the Shi family.

Shi Boren squatted down and smiled at the photos on his parents' tombstone. "Dad and Mom, the trial is not over yet. I wanted to wait until Lei Ziming was sentenced before telling you the news."

"But I can't wait any longer."

Shi Boren approached the tombstone and hugged it in his arms, his eyes wet. "When I was a child, I was beaten by other children in the welfare home. When I was sad, I would come to you to see how you looked."

He didn't have a good life in the welfare home.

Because his family was murdered when he was a child, he was very introverted, so other children excluded him and Shi Pingzhi.

Whenever he missed his parents and grandparents, he would sneak out of the orphanage with Shi Pingzhi in the middle of the night, sleep back to back in the cemetery, and return to the orphanage the next day.

The atmosphere of the three people behind was very solemn.

Chu Yueqing and Zhou Fengxu looked at each other and asked, "Aren, do you still want to see your parents?"

Shi Boren was stunned and raised his head in disbelief: "Can I?"

When his parents were murdered, he was only eight years old. What deep memories could an eight-year-old have?

The real image of his parents has only a vague figure in his heart.

Chu Yueqing put his fingers together and pressed them against his forehead, silently chanting a spell.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew in the cemetery.

The hem of her skirt was lifted by the wind, and the fallen dead leaves swirled in the night sky, making a series of crackling sounds.

She opened her eyes and wiped Shi Boren's forehead with her fingers.

Shi Boren was stunned: "Is that... all?"

He didn't notice that in his field of vision, many shadowy figures had appeared in the cemetery.

Chu Yueqing smiled slightly and put down her hand, "You have four hours, look back."

Shi Boren turned his head tremblingly, and saw four figures standing behind the four tombstones, still missing each other.

Young men and women hugged each other, and the older grandpa and grandmother waved at him.

"Aren, come quickly."

Shi Boren walked over with tears in his eyes.

Four hours later, the four figures turned into a sky full of golden light.

A strong wind blew.

Shi Boren looked at the golden light in the night sky, and his empty heart was filled by seeing his parents again.

He looked at the night sky for a long time, until the golden light disappeared, and then he looked at the girl next to him.

"Sister, you have the final say in the future."

Late at night.

Mong Kok, Guang's Feng Shui Company.

The young man was wearing a black suit, standing at the French window and looking down at the street lights at the bottom of the building.

There was a knock on the office.

The young man turned around, his face handsome and cold, "Come in."

"Brother Shu." The two people at the door were wearing Taoist robes, and they looked embarrassed, pushing each other to walk in.

"Today, we still haven't found a pregnant woman with a Yin destiny."

"The Yin destiny is precious." Another fat man quickly spoke up, "Brother Ah Shu, what do you think of changing to pregnant women with other destiny?"

Then the fat man asked carefully, "Brother Ah Shu, what exactly do you want to find nine pregnant women for? Didn't you find one before?"

Ah Shu walked to the desk and sat down. He picked up the seal on the table and played with it. He said in a light tone, "Why, is it difficult for you to find nine pregnant women with a Yin destiny?"

The two little apprentices were a little shocked when they saw that their senior brother dared to sit in the master's position.

You know, the master has given an order that no one is allowed to touch anything that belongs to him.

The thinner one wanted to remind him, but was bumped by the fat man.

"Brother." The fat man grinned, "Hong Kong is only this big, and there are not many girls born on yin years, yin months and yin days. You want pregnant women, and nine of them at the same time. It's really difficult."

"Difficult?" Ah Shu sneered and crushed the seal with his bare hands. "If you can't find it, it will be even more difficult for you."

The apprentices of the Cantonese Feng Shui Company are all doing evil magic. Ah Shu has a handle on them. If they don't do as you say, they won't survive when they go out into society.

The two looked at Ah Shu's magic power, who didn't know when it was exhausted. Although they were afraid, they could only retreat.

After the others went out.

Ah Shu stood up and opened the mahogany office cabinet. There was a glass jar inside with a pale flesh-colored baby soaked, and the umbilical cord was not cut yet.

He looked at the jar, and after feeling the abundant mana, his eyes became colder and colder.

The door closed.

After a long time, Ah Shu's cold voice came from the room.

"Hong Kong, only one Heavenly Master is allowed to exist."

And he must be the one.

The redundant ones can be removed.