Gunslinger

Chapter 120 Eight Surprising Secrets

Zhanxuan City, more than 400 square kilometers, 130 million households, 800 million people, [-] square meters per capita.

It sounds empty.But in fact, deduct the large and small streets in the city, deduct the rivers that traverse the city, deduct the large gardens occupied by some dignitaries and wealthy merchants, deduct other odd and miscellaneous land, plus the world's Most of the buildings are low-rise bungalows and buildings, and the per capita area occupied by ordinary people is not a small word to describe.

Now, just as the martial arts exam is approaching, many candidates from all over the country have sent their family members to manage the matter. Businessmen, mercenaries and adventurers from all sides are constantly rushing here. Now it is not a word to describe it, but very, very squeeze.

Quite a few people even fought over a room in the inn, or even a berth in a Datong shop.Not to mention that the leader of the city guards was in a state of desperation, it was also difficult for Lin Feng and Zhao Bingyan to find a place to stay.

In the end, in a fit of rage, Lin Feng took out [-] gold coins, and directly drove a family of civilians back to the countryside, where he and Zhao Bingyan temporarily lived in the house.

However, if this is the case, the residential house is only more than fifty square meters, two floors, and only a three-month living period.

After staying, Lin Feng and Zhao Bingyan quietly avoided the people who were watching the Beijing branch of the Zhao Family Commercial Bank, contacted the person in charge here, and unexpectedly learned that the Patriarch of the Zhao Family happened to be staying nearby, also hiding in a certain place. In the house.

So, one night, the two quietly sneaked near the house.

Jumping into the courtyard, I saw that the surroundings were pitch black, only the light was still coming from the study.

"Who?" A middle-aged man's voice came from inside.

"It's us." Zhao Bingyan's slightly excited voice came out.

The man let out an exclamation, and immediately opened the door of the study, looking at the two people outside the door.

Lin Feng sized him up, and found that the middle-aged man didn't look much like Zhao Bingyan... However, in his eyebrows, he was somewhat similar to Lin Feng, and he seemed to have an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

This person is Zhao Zhengxuan, the patriarch of the Zhao family.

It seems that it is quite powerful, and obviously its strength is also extraordinary.

He glanced at the faces of the two, and immediately said: "Come in."

The three entered the study room, Lin Feng and Zhao Bingyan took off the masks on their faces.

Seeing Zhao Bingyan's restored stunning face, Zhao Zhengxuan only glanced at it, nodded slightly, and then focused on Lin Feng's face. The more he looked at it, the more excited his eyes became.

"You, you are..." Zhao Zhengxuan asked.

Lin Feng nodded: "Patriarch Zhao, I am Lin Feng."

Zhao Zhengxuan said: "Okay, okay, great...By the way, it's not convenient to talk here, you guys come with me."

As he spoke, he walked to the end of the study room, pushed aside a bookshelf, and revealed a tunnel...

Lin Feng was speechless: Why are all the secret passages in this world so uncreative?

The three of them walked down the tunnel and came to a secret room.

Then Zhao Bingyan said: "Father..."

Zhao Zhengxuan waved his hand and said: "Bingyan, I know you have a lot to say to me, but I will talk about your matter later, the foster father has something to ask this Mr. Lin, is that okay?"

Zhao Bingyan nodded, and Zhao Zhengxuan said again: "Some things may not be convenient for you to know now, can you avoid it first? There is a house over there..."

Lin Feng said: "Patriarch Zhao, if you tell me something, I will tell Bingyan too. And... it's better for her to stay by my side now."

Zhao Zhengxuan sighed slightly: "Okay."

After a pause, he said again: "I am Bingyan's adoptive father, Zhao Zhengxuan, there is no need to prove this point, right?" He said with a smile: "I don't have any human skin mask on my face."

Lin Feng looked at Zhao Bingyan, Zhao Bingyan nodded: "It's foster father."

Lin Feng turned his head and looked at Zhao Zhengxuan. Just as he was about to say something, Zhao Zhengxuan said: "I know that you must have many doubts in your heart and want to ask me, but before you ask questions, I have a very important question that needs to be answered first." ask you."

Lin Feng said: "Patriarch Zhao, please ask."

Zhao Zhengxuan said: "Mr. Lin, do you have two birthmarks on the soles of your left and right feet?"

Lin Feng was stunned: "How do you know..."

Although it was hidden on the soles of the feet, he had washed his feet before, so he paid attention to it.

It's just that only he knows this, not even Zhao Bingyan... After all, it's impossible for him to show her a stinky sole.Even if my feet don't smell bad, I wouldn't do such things...unless I'm married and let my wife wash my feet.

At this time, Zhao Zhengxuan's face remained motionless, but the excitement in his eyes was unstoppable, and he asked, "Then, is the birthmark on your left foot red? The shape is as round as the sun, and the birthmark on your right foot is also red. , but shaped like a crescent moon?"

Lin Feng nodded: "Not bad."

Then Zhao Zhengxuan immediately said: "Stand on the sun and the moon, step on the sun and the moon... That's right, Feng'er, you, you are my son, and I am your biological father."

"Ah? What... what?" Lin Feng's eyes widened.

Zhao Bingyan on the side was also dumbfounded.

"This...is this impossible?" Lin Feng said, "My surname is Lin, and you..."

"Your surname is Lin, that's your mother's surname. Your name was chosen for you by your father in the year you were born. However, because of various reasons, you couldn't take the surname Zhao. You could only take your mother's surname and call it Lin Feng." Zhao Zhengxuan said.

Lin Feng was speechless.

He didn't expect that his soul traveled from the earth to occupy this amnesiac body, and there was actually a father alive.Moreover, it seemed that the owner of this body not only looked exactly the same as Lin Feng when he was sixteen or seventeen years old, but even his name was exactly the same.

It's too coincidental, isn't it?

At this time, Zhao Bingyan turned her head, looked at Lin Feng, then at Zhao Zhengxuan, and asked, "Lin Feng, is this true?"

Lin Feng said: "I don't know either..."

Zhao Zhengxuan kept looking at Lin Feng and said, "Feng'er once lost his memory, it's normal not to remember."

"Amnesia?" Zhao Bingyan's eyes widened.

Lin Feng asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

Zhao Zhengxuan sighed slightly: "Because, before you disappeared, you were seriously injured and lay in a coma. The doctor said that even after waking up, you may lose your memory. Later, before you woke up, you suddenly disappeared.

"For several years in a row, your mother and I have been sending people to investigate and secretly visit everywhere. As a result, you are neither alive nor dead. We are almost desperate. Later, when we heard that a young man named Lin Feng suddenly rose up, At first, I couldn't believe that you were my son. However, I found that the young man named Lin Feng looked exactly like our son through the portraits of Dan Qing obtained from some people. So, holding Wan One's hope. Unexpectedly, you are indeed our lost son..."

Lin Feng was dumbfounded. Now, he was basically sure that this Zhao Zhengxuan was really the father of his current body.

Because, it's just that he looks exactly the same as that Lin Feng, even the birthmarks on the soles of his feet are the same, and he both lost his memory a few years ago, so if it's still a coincidence... that would be too unbelievable.

Thinking about it, he pondered for a while, and said, "Patriarch Zhao... I'm sorry, forgive me for not being able to call you father now. Because... I haven't recovered my previous memory, and I can't accept this fact for a while."

"I understand." Zhao Zhengxuan calmed down his excitement a little bit, and said happily: "If you recover your memory, you will never recognize me."

Lin Feng nodded and said, "I'm a little confused, I don't know if I should ask."

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ps: Today is a little short of five thousand, and I will make up for it tomorrow. . ..

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