I buried the anchor, there is no crime!

When Wu Qingfeng walked to the door, he found two figures in the yard.

The two figures sat and stood.

Seeing the figures of these two people with a strong sense of demeanor, Wu Qingfeng was overjoyed, and then began to knock on the door.

Immediately, an old man in a Chinese tunic came over and opened the door.

After seeing the visitor, Wu Qingfeng greeted him very happily.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Wang, you really know how to find him."

Before Wu Qingfeng finished speaking, he seemed to be strangled by someone, and all his words came to an abrupt end.

Because the moment he saw Wang Lao's face, his whole body was numb.

Wu Qingfeng pointed at Elder Wang's face in a gaffe, and raised his voice and asked:

"Old Wang, your eyes?"

The person who opened the door was Mr. Wang whom Wu Qingfeng was looking for.

This old Wang is also an apprentice of Li Tian, ​​the master next to Chen Biao, the former chairman of Kuaiyue Group.

Wang Lao'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 a lot of contributions.

After that, I didn't know what happened, and then I left the school and came to this countryside.

Elder 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 he just said something lightly.

"I saw some things I shouldn't have seen before, so my eyes are gone. Come in, Dean."

While speaking, Elder Wang turned to the side to make way for Wu Qingfeng.

Seeing this, Wu Qingfeng had no choice but to hold back all his doubts, instead of asking too many questions, he followed Mr. Wang in.

Although he didn't ask too many questions, Elder 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 still very clear about the Taoism of the former professor Wang Lao.

At that time, before Wang Lao left the seminary, he was one of the best in the Longguo seminary.

Being able to do so easily made Wang Lao lose a pair of eyes, and he was still so plain.

All this inevitably made Wu Qingfeng, who had been calmed down, cheer up again.

Even though he had lifted his spirits at this time, when he walked into the yard, he was even more surprised when he saw Chen Biao on the chair.

"My God, judging from his face, 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 been wrong.

The person in front of him is none other than Chen Biao, the chairman of Joy Group.

It's not that Wu Qingfeng cursed Chen Biao, but looking at Chen Biao's face, he should have died.

But why are you still alive and well?
After coming to this small village head, although the scenery is very peaceful, Wu Qingfeng discovered strange things one after another.

No matter how calm he was, he couldn't help feeling a little surprised at this moment.

Facing Wu Qingfeng's puzzlement, Chen Biao didn't give any explanation, and just nodded and smiled to say hello.

Then he said:
"I have seen Mr. Dean, Lao Wang, so I will go in first, so as not to delay the two of you chatting and reminiscing about the old days."

After speaking, he turned the wheelchair and returned to his room.

At this time, Wu Qingfeng was still 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 face has long been worn out, but he still moves and talks freely.

With a stomach full of doubts, Wu Qingfeng looked at the blind old Wang.

"You lost your eyeballs, and he is still alive. What happened to you?"

Hearing Wu Qingfeng's slightly anxious question, Mr. Wang didn't feel anxious at all, but sat down first.

Then he slowly offered the other party a cup of tea.

While Mr. Wang was making tea, Dean Wu, who used to be quite self-restraining, seemed to feel that 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 brought it to Wu Qingfeng steadily, and then he said slowly.

"Chen Biao and I have already lived in seclusion in this village. Except for his son who will come here to give us some daily necessities, basically no other people come here."

"Over there, Chen Biao doesn't care too much now. He is only responsible for making ideas in the dark, and his son is responsible for all the public affairs. He basically doesn't take action now."

"Since my master Li Tian left, I have already gained a lot of insights, plus I don't have eyeballs, so I have even more insights, and now I don't think about other things, I just want to wait for death in this place. "

After hearing what Mr. Wang said, Wu Qingfeng immediately patted the table with displeasure.

He was very dissatisfied and said:

"I didn't come to hear you say that these parents are short-sighted. I just want to know what happened to you. Also, who is the master Li Tian you mentioned???"

Wu Qingfeng asked half anxiously and half impatiently.

After all, he did not come here because he traveled across mountains and rivers to hear what Elder Wang said about waiting to die.

Moreover, he was full of questions and wanted to explain to Mr. Wang.

In addition, the master Li Tian in Wang Lao's words made Wu Qingfeng a little flustered.

That's why he couldn't control his behavior a little bit, and said it out loud.

At this moment, Elder Wang looked up at Wu Qingfeng.

He didn't say anything, but stared at Wu Qingfeng with his eyes.

Although his eyeballs were gone, only a pair of empty eye sockets remained, staring straight at Wu Qingfeng.

And his hand holding the teacup hung motionless in mid-air.

Seeing Mr. Wang's attitude and posture, Wu Qingfeng couldn't help but start to regret whether he said something wrong just now.

Sensing that Wu Qingfeng was about to be watched too much, Elder Wang spoke.

"Well, my master is the one you think of."

After hearing the news, Wu Qingfeng became dizzy as if he had been hit with a sap, and even became restless.

Then he hastily asked:
"Master Li died? When exactly did it happen, and what happened to all of this?"