Chapter 1356
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"Wow … it's so cool!"
After the heat of the day faded, the night breeze in the forest was still very cool. Even the moonlight was exceptionally bright.
The little guy climbed up the guardrail and opened his arms, as if to embrace the cool night breeze.
"Be careful, don't fall!"
Feng Xinglang reminded his son with concern. "Come down quickly! It's as cool as the inside of the balcony! "
"Dad, do you think there's a vampire in that cemetery?"
Out of curiosity, the little guy seemed to be quite interested in vampires. Especially when he came to Cong Gang's place at night, his curiosity was even stronger.
"Maybe there is."
Feng Xinglang snorted. "Good son, why do you always mention that kind of scary thing? If there's really a vampire, you'll probably wet your pants! "
"No way! If there's really a vampire, I'll catch it and keep it! "
"Keep a vampire? Son, what kind of weird hobbies are you having? "
Feng Xinglang really couldn't accept his son's hobbies. Although he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, Feng Xinglang still stayed away from those creepy things.
"Dad, come with me to the cemetery to catch a vampire, okay?"
This child raised in Hetun was really fearless. Or maybe the little guy was still young, and his curiosity was far greater than his fear.
"…" Feng Xinglang's lips trembled slightly. "About vampires, that's just a legend! No one has really seen a vampire! Besides, are you willing to leave the caterpillar alone in the cold wind? "
"It's okay. You should go with your son to catch a vampire! I also want to see what a vampire looks like! "
Cong Gang didn't give Feng Xinglang a chance to refuse. Because he knew that Feng Xinglang didn't like dark places like cemeteries.
"My dear father, my dear father, come with me! Maybe we can really catch a vampire! Let the caterpillar broaden his horizons. "
Being coaxed by Cong Gang, the little guy was even more excited.
"They're all sleeping in the underground! You going to their territory to disturb their rest … it's not good, right? "
Feng Xinglang tactfully rejected his son's bone-chilling request.
"It's not like that! Vampires slept underground during the day and came out at night! Dad, you're out of your mind. You don't even know this little bit of common sense! "
When the little fellow was willful, it was really not an ordinary kind of troublesome to deal with.
"Why don't you go with Wei Kang and the others? Father can talk to the big caterpillar. "
Feng Xinglang glanced at Wei Kang and Yan Nawa, who were swaying downstairs. It looked like it was unloading something from a van.
"Alright!"
Unexpectedly, the little guy agreed immediately. He turned around and ran downstairs. "Dear father, you have to take good care of the big caterpillar! My own son will definitely be able to catch a vampire for you guys to see! "
"Be careful! The Yin Qi in the graveyard is too heavy. Don't walk on your own. Let them carry you! "
Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. It was something that even adults were afraid of, but the little guy was happily looking for it.
This wasn't the first time Little Rascal had been looking for Vampire in the graveyard. Last time, Cong Gang had already brought him to look for it.
In fact, as long as one could see through life and death, as well as the origin and disappearance of life, one wouldn't be afraid of the dead. Just like plants, they grew out of the soil and then returned to the soil. Everything grew and multiplied endlessly.
Watching his son sit on Yan Nawa's shoulder and happily look for the vampire, Feng Xinglang opened his mouth slowly.
"Those two pots of orchids … Which one do you like more?"
Cong Gang was slightly startled. He probably didn't expect Feng Xinglang to ask him again.
"Didn't I already say that I like that pot of butterfly orchid!"
Cong Gang just responded to Feng Xinglang in a bad temper.
He seemed to be a little worried that Feng Xinglang would take advantage of his son's absence to mess around with him!
"Really?"
"Of course it's true."
"… I didn't expect you to be such a shallow person!"
"Is it because you like that pot of failed Mo Lan that you casually chose? Is it not shallow?"
Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang. Feng Xinglang just happened to be staring at him.
"Actually, you knew that the Mo Lan was chosen by me, but you deliberately said that you liked the butterfly orchid to make my son happy … right?"
"You think too much, I just like that pot of butterfly orchid more!"
Cong Gang turned his head to look for Yan Nawa and the little guy. The little guy waved the glow stick in his hand, which was particularly eye-catching in the pitch-black graveyard.
"Cong Gang, because of your duplicitous choice, I have to pay a terrible price."
Cong Gang didn't respond. He probably felt that Feng Xinglang was being unreasonable and unreasonable.
"Do you know what the little guy wants me to promise him?"
Seeing that Cong Gang didn't respond, Feng Xinglang answered his own question. "If I lose, the little guy wants me to promise to go with him to Pater Castle to look at the river settlement!"
Feng Xinglang stared straight at Cong Gang in the distance. "You caused me to lose … so you have to take responsibility!"
"If you don't want to go, no one can force you! Don't find such a childish excuse! Too unreasonable! "
"…" This bastard! Why did words sound so harsh when they came out of his mouth!
"It seems that you're not going to take responsibility?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly.
Cong Gang turned his head and glanced at Feng Xinglang indifferently. "Feng Xinglang, there's one thing you must be clear about: even if I'm injured, it's still more than enough to deal with you!"
If he said that, it would be really unfriendly!
It was completely provocative!
"Can't you talk to me nicely?"
Feng Xinglang wasn't too angry. In terms of a fight, he really couldn't beat Cong Gang. The key was that their purposes were different: one was just to strengthen the body; the other was a sure-kill skill that could take a person's life. Although Feng Xinglang knew that Cong Gang wouldn't use it on him.
"Then how do you want me to … take responsibility?"
Cong Gang asked indifferently. "Change my words to your son: 'I like that pot of butterfly orchid'? I can't say those words that go against my heart! "
Cong Gang blocked the words that Feng Xinglang might want to say in advance.
"Cong Gang, don't pretend to be noble in front of me!"
Feng Xinglang snorted and leaned close to Cong Gang who was half-lying. "In fact, you went to Mexico City just to repay Xing Er's kindness! You also promised my son to save the river settlement … that's all! "
Cong Gang wasn't in a hurry to refute Feng Xinglang. He just looked at him quietly. Feng Xinglang's eyes seemed to be soaked with stars. Under the moonlight, they were as warm as a flowing galaxy.
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