This was Cong Gang's haunted house.
Not only was it withered, but there was also an oppressive silence.
Xing Er had once brought people here to blow it up. The broken walls were almost all covered by tenacious vines.
It seemed that no one had lived here for a long time!
But who could be sure that there might be some other non-human species living underground in this broken wall!?
Feng Xinglang could feel that the hands of the driver, Xiao Hu, who was pushing his wheelchair were trembling.
Xiao Hu drove steadily and was a down-to-earth and sincere person. But he was not suitable to be brought to such an occasion.
"Second Master, it's so cold here. What are you doing here?"
The driver, Xiao Hu, covered Feng Xinglang with the windshield.
Feng Xinglang answered calmly, "To enjoy the shade!"
"…" He had to admit that it was really cold here. Not only was the environment shady enough, but it also made people feel cold both physically and mentally.
"Xiao Hu, climb up and take a look."
Feng Xinglang, who could not move freely, could only let Xiao Hu climb up the broken wall to search. He hoped that he could find some useful clues.
"… Oh."
Xiao Hu's voice trembled as he answered.
At the bottom of the hill was a large graveyard. It should have been built not long ago, but there were all kinds of scary legends about it.
When the car drove past the graveyard, Xiao Hu's scalp was already numb. His palms were sweating. Now he had to climb up this building that looked like a graveyard. It was really challenging Xiao Hu's bottom line.
"Ah …!"
Xiao Hu, who had just climbed two steps, suddenly let out a scream of terror.
"What's wrong? What did you see? "
Feng Xinglang asked sternly.
"A … a furry thing … It … It seemed to have a tail … It just crawled away from my foot …"
"Look at how scared you are! Don't you still have shoes on your feet? "
Feng Xinglang reprimanded him softly.
It was far beyond the limits of Xiao Hu's psychological endurance. He immediately tumbled down from the dilapidated building.
"Second Master, let's not look anymore. It's really creepy here! "
"Creepy my ass! You're a big and burly man. Do you really think that there are ghosts in this world? "
At the mention of the word 'ghost', Xiao Hu's legs immediately turned to jelly.
"Second Master, it's better to believe it's true than not!"
"If there really is a ghost, would there still be a place for you on Earth?"
Looking at the driver, Xiao Hu, who was trembling with fear, Feng Xinglang was also furious.
"Second Master, let's go back! If you really want to cool off, I can accompany you to the top floor of GK Ventures. Not only is it cool there, but you can also see the night view of Shen City! "
"Go play somewhere else!"
Feng Xinglang remotely controlled the wheelchair to move toward the ruins until the wheelchair was blocked by the reinforced concrete that had exploded.
It seemed that no one had lived here for a long time.
Then where would the people who originally lived here go?
Feng Xinglang's intuition told him that the man must have returned to Shen Cheng. Once again, he began his despicable behavior that could not be seen in the light!
Regardless of whether he was fighting with Yan Bang or fighting with Hetun, as long as it did not involve the safety of Feng Xinglang's wife and child, he would still be able to 'calmly' watch the show.
But now, he had touched Feng Xinglang's soft spot. This was something that Feng Xinglang would never allow and would never accept.
"Xiao Hu, do you think we can dig up this pile of bricks and concrete and see if we can find anything?"
Feng Xinglang's cold voice came from the darkness, sending chills down Xiao Hu's spine.
"Second … Second Master, your leg is still injured, and the Yin energy here is too strong. Let's go back!"
Xiao Hu was already buried by the terrifying aura around him.
This was a barren mountain, and there were so many new graveyards …
"Hiss … Ouch!"
A shrill cry that sounded like that of a certain feline came from the ruins. Xiao Hu instinctively moved closer to Feng Xinglang's wheelchair.
"Second Master, did you hear that … There seems to be a ghost here!"
"…"
To be honest, Feng Xinglang really wanted to scare the driver, Xiao Hu, who was almost scared out of his wits. However, Feng Xinglang's mood didn't seem to be very good. Coupled with the fact that he couldn't move his body, he gave up on the idea.
But he still teased Xiao Hu with his words. "Then, do you think my voice sounds like the ghost you heard?"
"Ah …"
Xiao Hu lost control and screamed. For a moment, he did not know whether to run away or not.
"Second Master, don't scare me … I'm about to go crazy because of you!"
Xiao Hu's face was bitter, and he looked like he wanted to cry but had no tears.
Seeing that Xiao Hu was about to pee in his pants, Feng Xinglang could only give up on his plan for tonight.
If it were not for the fact that his legs could not drive, Feng Xinglang really wanted to continue teasing Xiao Hu, who was scared out of his wits by the 'ghost'.
He felt that the Second Master was really too strange tonight!
Who would come to such a gloomy place to rest in the shade?
On the way back to the Feng family, Xiao Hu's hands, which were holding the steering wheel, could not stop trembling.
"Xiao Hu, don't mention what happened tonight to anyone. Including Second Madam! Otherwise, I will leave you here alone to guard the grave! "
Feng Xinglang wanted to find that person and have a good talk before things got out of hand!
"Please don't, Second Master … I won't say anything to anyone!"
It was not until they turned into the asphalt road that Xiao Hu's trembling hands became better.
*****
"Biological father, why did you come back so late? Your biological son is very worried about you! "
Xiao Hu had just pushed Feng Xinglang's wheelchair out of the business car when a sturdy little figure dashed out from the living room of the Feng family's villa.
With great energy, the little fellow directly jumped onto his biological father Feng Xinglang's wheelchair. He did not realize that his biological father still had a crippled leg.
"Your biological son is so filial … come, let your biological father kiss you."
The intimacy of the father and son warmed Xue Luo, who had been waiting for a long time.
"Nuo Nuo, come down quickly! Don't pester your father, your father's leg is still injured! "
Xue Luo loudly reminded her son, who was playing around on his father Feng Xinglang's wheelchair.
At the same time, she saw a timid little figure holding something like a box and hiding at the entrance of the courtyard.
It was Feng Tuantuan!
Lan Youyou should be nearby, paying attention to his family!
"Biological father likes me pestering him! Right, biological father? "
The little fellow acted cute to please her father. He used his small head to touch Feng Xinglang's chin, like a restless little beast.
Xue Luo walked toward the father and son in the wheelchair. She originally wanted to forcefully pull her son down from Feng Xinglang's wheelchair, but she did not guard against the man's strong arm and the woman fell onto Feng Xinglang's other leg.
It was still a little painful, after all, a broken fibula would not recover so quickly.
"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?"
Worried that the man would be injured again, Xue Luo hurriedly used her hands to support the armrest of the wheelchair to reduce the pressure of her own weight on the man.
"Hubby also likes you pestering me!"
The man's thin lips slightly raised into a beautiful arc, no matter how one looked at it, it was very charming.
Feng Xinglang gave his wife a peck on the cheek, like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water.
"Hateful!"
Xue Luo softly murmured and pushed away the man who loved her endlessly.
"Bastard Feng Xinglang, you kissed me and also my mommy … you are really too greedy!"
The little fellow was somewhat dissatisfied with his own father Feng Xinglang's flattery. He could not let his own father take all the advantages, right?
"My own father is so greedy!"
Feng Xinglang kissed his son's cheeks a few more times. "With you and your mommy, it is my own world!"
These words … Xue Luo still liked to hear!
However, Xue Luo could not bear to let a 4-year-old child wait for too long.
"Tuantuan? It's so late, why are you here? "
The darkness at the entrance of the courtyard almost swallowed up half of Feng Tuantuan's small body.
Hearing her aunt call her, she carried the box and walked over to her uncle's wheelchair.
"Hello, aunt. My mommy … No, no, it was my papa who asked me to bring this box of mango pie over for uncle to try. "
It was not difficult to hear that Xiao Cui changed her words halfway: she was told by someone before she said so.
Is there any difference between Lan Youyou's and Feng Lixin's?
It seems that there really is a little difference!
If it was Lan Youyou's … then as her sister-in-law, she seems to care too much for her brother-in-law Feng Xinglang!
But if Feng Lixin was the one who asked him to deliver it … it would at most show the deep brotherly love between brothers!
"Your papa only asked you to bring mango pie over for your uncle to eat?"
Xue Luo deliberately sighed, "Then what if aunt and Nuo Nuo gege want to eat it?"
Feng Tuantuan went blank for a moment, then immediately replied sweetly, "Aunt and Nuo Nuo gege can also eat it ah! There's a lot in the box! "
"Slug! What are you doing here again? Is it that big witch mommy thinking of something bad again? "
Actually, Lin Nuo did not really hate the crybaby Feng Tuantuan; but towards her mommy, Lan Youyou, the little fellow was still very resistant.
Presumably, as long as Lan Youyou stayed in the Feng family, this kind of resistance would always exist!
"No … my mommy spent the whole day at home learning how to make the mango pie that uncle loves to eat!"
Xiao Cui said with some grievance.
"Who wants to eat your mommy's mango pie? My biological father will not eat it! Right, biological father? "
Lin Nuo, who was shouting at Feng Tuantuan, turned his head to get his biological father Feng Xinglang's support.
"Nuo Nuo, don't shout at Little Sister Tuantuan!"
Xue Luo Wen scolded her son.
One must know that there were at least two pairs of eyes staring at them.
No matter what, she had to consider Feng Lixin's feelings!
Taking a step back, if not for Feng Lixin sacrificing his healthy body, the one who would have been disfigured would have been her husband Feng Xinglang!
"What kind of mango pie is it? Your mommy actually wants to learn for the whole day? Bring it over and let uncle try it! "
Feng Xinglang did not defend his son who was shouting; instead, he spoke out to comfort his wronged niece Feng Tuantuan.
"Uncle, quickly try it!"
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