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Nie Fengning and Cheng Qi got out of the car one after another, and when they arrived at the door of Feng Yizhen's house, there were only three pure human beings left in the car.

Feng Yizhen slowly got out of the car and said, "Then what... I... left?"

Kang Zhuang didn't speak, and Secretary Wang didn't dare to speak either.

It took Kang Zhuang a while to say, "Call me if you need anything."

"Yeah." Feng Yizhen said again, "Then...then I'm leaving."

Kang Zhuang asked suddenly, "Where do you want to guard the tomb?"

"Ah?" Feng Yizhen said, "I'll send you a location later?"

"it is good."

Feng Yizhen closed the door.It was only when Secretary Wang drove away that Feng Yizhen realized:

Why should I send Kang Zhuang the location of my tomb guard?

Having said that, after Feng Yizhen arrived at the place, he sent Kang Zhuang a status.

The job of guarding the tomb is actually very difficult to do.

When Feng Yi pushed open the door, Bu Lingxiu stared at Liao Zhai in the room with a pair of dead fish eyes.

The room for guarding the tomb is built next to the tomb. It is a small brick building with two floors. A bed, a stool, and a potted flower. Later, in order to meet the needs of modernization, Feng Qiyan pulled a wire into the house, and since then there has been an extra socket in the house.

There is really nothing else.

Feng Yizhen put the lunch box on the table and sat on the bed, "Your mother is afraid that you will not be as wild as my brother. If you catch something edible on the mountain, you won't get it. You will be hungry and thin by then. Let me bring it for you. Hurry up and go back to eat."

Bu Lingxiu put down the book and sighed, "The hunger of the soul is more deadly than the hunger of the body."

Feng Yi was really happy, "Then why don't you play games? Why, is it kneeling in the glory of the king, or stimulating the battlefield to fall into a box?"

"You have no conscience!" Bu Lingxiu opened the lunch box and stuffed a piece of bread into his mouth. "This is the grave of our ancestors. How can you play games while guarding the grave of your ancestors! You should calm down and understand!"

Feng Yizhen said, "Yes, yes, Brother Bu, you can barely open your eyes. You are indeed very meditative. If you don't meditate, you really can't fall asleep."

Bu Lingxiu rolled his eyes at him while chewing on the bun.

"Okay, let's go after eating, I'm here."

Bu Lingxiu patted the table and said, "What are you doing? You are in such a hurry to drive me away. I know that you are guarding the tomb, but I don't know that you thought you were going to meet your little lover here!"

Feng Yizhen was speechless, "Can you talk? My little lover is not here. I'm afraid that you will be suffocated these days."

"It's okay." Bu Lingxiu said, "It's only nine o'clock in the morning. I'll stay with you for a day and then leave in the evening. You have to stay alone for more than 20 days, how boring."

Feng Yizhen lay down on the bed, "All right."

Bu Lingxiu said, "By the way, where have you been these few days? The phone has not been in the service area."

"Didn't I say that, that place is too remote."

"I thought you went to find the pieces for me, and I was shocked." Bu Lingxiu asked casually while eating, "Hey, when will you and Kang Zhuang kiss? If you don't kiss, your 24th birthday will be here. let me tell you."

"Dear."

"Oh, just kiss..." Bu Lingxiu was stunned, "What did you say?"

Feng Yizhen was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling with his hands behind his head, "I said, I kissed you, Kang Zhuang and I."

"Damn it!" Bu Lingxiu almost jumped up excitedly. He threw the unfinished steamed stuffed bun into the bowl, jumped to Feng Yizhen's side, and said while holding the head of the bed, "How is it? Do you have any special feelings? First kiss Do you have any ideas? How did you kiss? Is it a French kiss when the love is strong or..."

"Shut up! What... do you think about this?" Feng Yizhen pushed Bu Lingxiu's head away, "I just... just touched it, how can I feel it?"

"Just touched it?"

"Stick, stick, stick."

Bu Lingxiu showed a wretched smile, and pushed Feng Yizhen, "It's okay, young man, your first kiss can be regarded as given, and your life is saved."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you're disgusting, get up!"

"Let's get started." Bu Lingxiu stood up and covered his heart, "Oh, my younger brother has a partner, so I don't want my elder brother. Being an elder brother is really happy and sad."

Feng Yi really didn't want to talk to him, he had done a lot of evil in his previous life, and in this life he had two older brothers, Feng Qiyan and Bu Lingxiu.

"By the way." Feng Yizhen said, "Is that fragment of your spiritual root in your own?"

"Here I am, what's wrong?"

"Give it to me."

Bu Lingxiu looked at him strangely, "Why do you want my spiritual root fragments?"

Feng Yizhen sat up and coughed, "Ahem, cough, don't be surprised if I tell you this."

"Say it."

"Don't be too moved. After all, we have been brothers for so many years. Although you are unreliable, luckily I am."

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let the fart go quickly."

Feng Yizhen took out the other fragments from the spiritual realm, spread them flat on the palm of his hand, and handed them to Bu Lingxiu, "I made a gesture of size, and if there is no accident, I have gathered all your fragments together."

Bu Lingxiu's eyes widened, "Wori!?"

He ran over and almost eagerly took a few fragments from Feng Yizhen's hand.

The bright green fragments shone with a crystal luster, which reminded Bu Lingxiu of his inexplicable kindness that this was his spiritual root fragment.

With trembling hands, he took out a small transparent bag from the bag on the inside of the jacket. Inside the bag was the first fragment he got at first.

Bu Lingxiu put the four pieces together, and they fit perfectly, just right.

Bu Lingxiu grabbed the fragments and suddenly hugged Feng Yizhen.

"Fuckfuckfuck!!!" He couldn't speak, and all the words on his lips turned into swear words to vent his emotions, "Your uncle's Feng Yizhen!!!"

"Hey, hey!" Feng Yizhen smiled and slapped him on the back, "If you don't want it, just return it to me, and you still scold me? Can you do it?"

The crackling tears wet Feng Yizhen's shoulders.

Bu Lingxiu cried.

"Don't cry, you're a bitch." Feng Yizhen said, "It's just putting together the pieces. After my brother mends your pieces and you start to practice again, you can't be touched and agree with yourself."

"Fuck you!" Bu Lingxiu pushed him away with a smile, and even kicked him, "Go away, let your Jiakang promise to go."

Feng Yizhen said, "Let me tell you, this is at my grandfather's place. Don't scold my uncle, take your time and my grandfather will go to you at night."

"Let Grandpa Feng come to me so that I can tell him that his grandson is handsome, suave and suave, okay?"

Feng Yi touched his chin in satisfaction, "It's not too bad."

Bu Lingxiu said, "Where did you find these fragments?"

Feng Yizhen said, "Hell, I was also very lucky. I happened to go to two places and met two monsters, so I got the pieces together."

Bu Lingxiu laughed through his tears, "This monster is rushing to deliver it to you."

Feng Yizhen said, "Maybe it is, God is helping me, I wish you could install the spiritual root quickly."

Bu Lingxiu was amused, "Yo, it's really hard not to fix it."

Feng Yizhen put all the fragments in Bu Lingxiu's small bag, "Leave this to me for safekeeping, and I'll give you the whole thing after I repair it."

"I'll go up and put the book back. By the way, how are you going to repair the fragments?" Bu Lingxiu took the "Liao Zhai" and walked to the second floor, ready to put the book back on the shelf.

Feng Yizhen followed him upstairs and said, "Isn't there a huge study in my grandfather's house? I have seen the method of repairing the broken pieces in it before. I remember it is not difficult, but just in case, I still have to go Take a trip to Henan and read that book."

"Don't your father and your brother dislike you going to Henan?"

"So I have to figure out why they don't allow me to go to Henan." There are too many books on the second floor, and the room is small and crowded. Feng Yizhen just stood at the stairs and talked, not going inside.

"Then why don't you help me repair the fragments and don't tell them?"

Feng Yizhen hesitated and said, "I will tell them. This is a good thing. They won't refuse to agree. After all, I even got the pieces together. If I can't mend the pieces, there will be danger."

Bu Lingxiu said, "Let me declare first, I am very happy to make it up, but your safety is more important."

"Understood, why are you so long-winded now."

Bu Lingxiu walked to the rows of bookshelves, walked sideways through the narrow gap between the bookshelves, and complained, "Oh, your house is too small."

Feng Yizhen said, "This is a house built by my wife's grandparents. It's no wonder I'm not young."

Bu Lingxiu walked carefully to the bookshelf holding the books, and put the books back, "Is it because the second floor is crowded because there are too many things? Why didn't I think the first floor is also so small."

Feng Yizhen looked around, "It seems to be a little smaller than the first floor."

He was also idle and bored, opened the window, and flew out with his spiritual power supporting his body.

Bu Lingxiu leaned against the window and asked strangely, "What are you doing?"

Feng Yizhen waved his hand, motioning Bu Lingxiu to move aside, "Get up and go, don't get in the way."

Bu Lingxiu walked to the left of the window inexplicably, and then lifted his head from the window frame, "I won't stop you like this?"

Feng Yizhen tilted his head left and right, and made gestures for a long time before saying, "It's really different."

Bu Lingxiu asked suspiciously, "What's the difference?"

Feng Yizhen said, "The size of the room."

His spiritual power circled Bu Lingxiu, brought Bu Lingxiu to him, pointed to him and said, "Look, the position of the wall is different between upstairs and downstairs."

Bu Lingxiu took a closer look, and sure enough, the wall on the left side of the room on the second floor was wider than that on the first floor, about the width of a bookshelf.If you are usually only in the room, you can't see it unless you feel it carefully.

Bu Lingxiu said, "It doesn't make sense. It's normal for the wall on the first floor to be thicker than the wall on the second floor. How can the wall on the second floor be thicker than the first floor? Wouldn't the house collapse?"

Feng Yizhen said, "So, the extra wall on the second floor may not be a load-bearing wall."

The two looked at each other, revealing the wretched smiles of young people who discovered the secret.

Feng Yizhen bowed to the position of his grandfather's grave in the air, "I'm sorry, grandparents, grandparents, grandparents, and other ancestors, I'll go and see your little secret~"

Wrapped in spiritual power, the two flew back into the house. Feng Yizhen's spiritual power spread out from the wall and hit a barrier.

"Sure enough, there is something!" Feng Yizhen's eyes lit up, "No wonder I didn't notice something was wrong here before, it turns out that there is a cover-up formation inside!"

To Feng Yizhen, breaking this formation was as simple as chopping melons and vegetables. In a few seconds, the formation was broken open, and a door appeared on the wall.

There is really something.