Sincere Heart in Jianghu

That person laughed, "Since the first time you came here, there has been no one in rattan garden who did not recognize you. The young miss likes you so much, I wonder how you two are doing now?"

Yang Ming laughed, "Your young miss loves to eat sweet things, like green, and even likes to play tricks.

That person shook his head, "Grandpa Yang, it can't be, the little miss has been following you for a long time, how could you be wrong about this?" Furthermore, although Miss likes green, his favorite is still blue. She thinks it's the same color as the sky, and I still remember when she was young, she cried for a few days because of a damaged blue dress! "

Yang Ming nodded to him. This person was right.

That person continued, "Miss is an innocent person, what I hate the most are those little tricks. Young Master Yang's words really make me suspicious!"

Yang Ming was now very sure that this person was from the rattan garden, he could even explain to Ling'er the smallest details so clearly. It seemed that he was able to believe everything he said.

"Alright, now I believe you, because this is a very important matter, I just wanted to try you, but Master Zhao already passed away, the entire rattan garden is also gone, and I am married to the young miss!"

The moment he said that, that person started crying, "Master Yang, what are you saying? The old master was so kind, how could he offend such a vicious person if he did not deal with worldly matters? Furthermore, his martial arts are so powerful, there are very few people in this world who can beat him.

Yang Ming supported him, "With your great name, you being so deep in love with rattan garden is something that Yang Ming truly admires!"

The man choked with emotions for a long time, then slowly said, "My name is Zhao Feng, I have followed the old master for dozens of years, everything he did was right to the heavens and earth, my rattan garden is also extremely friendly to the people around, why would something like this happen? "Did we really offend someone?"

Yang Ming said softly, "Uncle Feng, I have to depend on you for everything now. I hope you can give me some clues and help me find those people.

"Rest first. I'll come find you in a while, okay?"

Zhao Feng's face was pale, he knew that Yang Ming was a person and everything he said must be true. He forcefully suppressed the sadness in his heart and said, "Master Yang, you go and busy yourself, I will look around, I usually live in the west wing, if there is anything, just send someone to look for me there!"

Yang Ming nodded. He would not ask him today, and let him rest for a while, after he had calmed him down, he would slowly sit down. After he analyzed the situation, he also needed to temporarily calm down and organize his thoughts.

He also wanted to see how Wu Xin was progressing, so he headed towards the back of the mountain. Wu Xin had already buried the corpses, but the back mountain returned to its normal appearance.

The two of them sat down. Brother Wu Xin, how's the progress now? "

On this day, everyone relaxed a bit and didn't say anything. They were all thinking about their own matters. On the surface, it seemed as if nothing had happened between them. However, they were all thinking about something that was difficult to think about.

Yang Ming brought Zhao Feng to the grave of Zhao Zhouwu and the others, and he immediately knelt down, the sound of his weeping was extremely loud, and even his voice could be heard a few miles away.

This man was a loyal person as he laid in front of Zhao Zhouwu's grave, muttering to himself, "My lord, my wife, why are you two leaving like this? Zhao Feng has yet to admire you. Why didn't he meet you for the last time? What kind of damned person did this? I curse his ancestors to die a horrible death! "

Although he spoke a bit vulgarly and his words were a bit malicious, the grief on his face did not diminish the sympathy people felt towards and his wife. It could be seen how much they treated people normally!

Yang Ming helped him up, "Uncle Feng, everything is the truth. Right now, my tears are already dry, I just want to take revenge for my father-in-law. "Today, we will not bring up this matter. You should go and rest."

Someone came up to help him down, but he lightly blocked the crowd, "You guys let me stay here, okay? These people are with me every day, so I can't go with them. Right now, I can only stay here with them every day! "

He picked up his broom and began to clean the tombs one by one. Every time he reached a tomb, he would say a few words to the person inside.

"Old Chen, why aren't you leaving? Normally, you love to be lively and drink with me the most. Isn't it too lonely to be down here alone?"

He wiped his tears as he slowly wiped them away.

"Xiao Li, you are so young, and you have already left. Uncle Feng can't see you, and is not used to it in my heart, you are always the first one to wake up, and you are also the most diligent one. Everyone likes you, and although Uncle Feng likes to scold you, I really like you in my heart, my good child!"

"And you, Ah Jian, in the entire rattan garden, you have the strongest power. If you are gone, who is going to do all the heavy work? likes to chat with you the most. If you are not here anymore, Uncle Feng will feel bored! "

Listening to every word he said made one's heart ache involuntarily. This was his home, and all his family had disappeared overnight. His heart was filled with extreme discomfort and pain.

Yang Ming walked forward and supported him, "Uncle Feng, you should go and rest. In the future, I will need you to look after everything here.

Zhao Feng sneered, "Young Master, since you and Young Miss have become engaged, and are the new master of this rattan garden, I am not willing to leave this place for the rest of my life. Since they have already left, you can let me guard their spirit for the rest of their lives, okay?"

Yang Ming nodded his head, "Uncle Feng, I will listen to you. Take a rest first, okay?"

Because of Zhao Feng's crying just now, the rattan garden was filled with a sad atmosphere, and the Undead also seemed to have felt Zhao Feng's sadness. As the night wind blew, sounds of branches swaying could be heard from time to time.