Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 178, hit the door
On November 28, the Great Elder died at the age of 83.

On this day, the whole family mourned, and Feng Hongze cried to death.

Fortunately, all the funeral supplies were prepared in advance, so they didn't rush around. Under Feng Hongtai's arrangement, they sent the old man away in a decent manner.

The Great Elder should be the most respectable person in the Feng family in the past hundred years. Even the cemetery has been made to look decent, unlike the previous people who passed away hastily buried, and some who died prematurely were just wrapped in straw mats. , Dig a hole and bury it.

Life is almost too much to go on, who has the thought to give the dead a good face.

Feng Qingluo had been busy for a few days, and was in a bad mood. She lost a lot of weight, and most of the flesh that had grown up with great difficulty disappeared. Qin Zhi was very distressed to see it.After the elder's burial, Qin Zhi went to the mountains whenever he had time, practicing martial arts and hunting at the same time. After a few days, he brought back a silly roe deer, and Feng Qing smiled happily.

Feng Qingluo was happy, and left behind the miscellaneous trifles of the family and ran to the mountains with Qin Zhi. When Qin Zhi practiced martial arts, she dug herbs, and even picked up a lot of wild animals, such as pheasants, rabbits, sheep, and boars...as long as she could eat them Just pick it up, grabbing it with space is like picking it up for nothing, as long as she can get close to it, she can't run away.

What Feng Qingluo catches most is snakes. Snakes are hibernating in winter. They are stupid, and it is best to catch them. She often finds one when she picks up a bush. They are of different sizes, and they are all put into the space. The small ones are raised first. The big ones are bigger, and if you want to eat, grab one.

The fly in the ointment is that Long Batian is about to collapse, and has lost his temper several times.

This Feng Qingluo didn't care about it, and asked him to raise the animals thrown in and separate them into different categories, which was driving him crazy.

Feng Qingluo soaked in the mountains for a few days, another big accident happened, and another person died in Chenjia Village. This time, Han Yan sent someone to watch and followed the clues to find a nest of bandits. It was about twenty miles away from Luoxia Village. The place.

Han Yan reported this matter to Qin Zhi immediately, but Feng Qingluo happened to be not far away, and Qin Zhi came over after beckoning.

"Han Yan, tell me the news again."

Han Yan was a little unresponsive, "...It's like this. A man died in Chenjia Village last night. He was a 31-year-old man. I have already found out that it was the bandits who were about [-] miles away from our village. The preliminary understanding is that it was a vendetta."

Feng Qingluo asked: "The same two people last time?"

Han Yan: "It should be, it seems to be for a woman, why hasn't been found out yet."

Feng Qingluo boasted: "You've already done a good job after finding this out, otherwise we wouldn't know where to start since our eyes were darkened."

Han Yan felt ashamed of being praised.It's really not his fault that several brothers asked for leave to investigate this matter.

But he can't say it!

"I live in Luoxia Village now, so I should naturally contribute, and the patriarch doesn't need to say thank you."

"Okay, let's eat a pot of rice now, it's really too much to say thank you."

"Ah."

"Then what is the reaction of Chen Family Village this time?"

"Most of them were very angry and said that they wanted to come to seek an explanation. The patriarch had to remind everyone to be more careful recently."

Feng Qingluo frowned, "I see, thank you Han Yan."

"The patriarch is polite."

Han Yan glanced at his master without a trace, and wanted to ask him for advice, but Qin Zhi only had Feng Qingluo in his heart, and he didn't give him any peripheral vision, so he had to back away silently.

Facts have proved that Han Yan's worries were right, Chenjiacun called the door that afternoon.

(End of this chapter)