down the mountain, how to keep Xiao Shangquan? What a problem! However, judging from the current situation, there is still time to figure out a solution. She and Xiang Liushui are following them closely, and they don't mean to be separated at all. Why are people around you so strange these days? The son of Ling walked along Nanchao Road towards Cangshan Town, but he didn't see it until he didn't see him, but he saw purple flowers growing on the side of the small road not far from Cangshan Town. String after string, very enchanting! what kind of flower is this? It looks so conspicuous and blooms so presumptuously, the purple flowers seem to hide a certain truth, beautiful as poison!
"What a beautiful flower!" Xiao Shangquan knelt down to pick one.
"Stop!" A fifteen-year-old boy suddenly appeared on the opposite ridge.
Huh? Xiao Shangquan straightened up awkwardly and smiled apologetically at the boy: "I'm sorry, I just think they look good." But his own apology seemed useless, and the boy walked towards him. Ok? Why is he with long golden hair? Good illusory hair, brown eyes. The United States or the United Kingdom? It should be a British immigrant! Ah no, this is not the world.
"Since it looks good, why destroy it?!" The boy approached the group of flower pickers.
Huh? Shangquan's face turned red: "Sorry, I didn't think so much. I won't pick it up."
There was some sarcasm in the boy's eyes: "The evil heart can't cover up the false face, and the greedy eyes look at the beauty of the whole world, thinking that they have them, but they don't know that their hearts have died at the moment of breaking. The doomed sad ending of the world is your foolishness who thinks you are smart!"
"Boy!" Xiang Liushui stood up, "Pick a flower from you, why is there so much nonsense? Besides, I haven't picked it yet! How old will I start educating my brothers and sisters?"
"Don't pick it, don't pick it! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Shangquan nodded and bowed, "The running water is gone, we, let's keep an eye on the son of Ling!" She whispered.
"Huh, little Huangmao!" Liu Shui still reprimanded loudly, "Wait until the chest muscles are strong, sister will consider whether to pick you up. Now give way, we still have something to do! Just be good, sister only likes it!"
The boy raised his head, stared at the person in front of him, and said cautiously: "If it's Wu Wangong's corn merchant, then I'll start reporting myself!" His arm stretched out to block the way.
"Cut!" burst into the nostrils of the flowing water, "I'm still a group for a long time. Give way, maybe I will stay at your house tonight!"
"Huh?" The boy was taken aback, "So you have nothing to do with Wu Wangong?"
Xiao Shangquan hurriedly explained: "We are here to discourage Wu Wangong from buying land to grow corn."
The boy retracted his hand, he lowered his head and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, if I need to lead the way, I can help."
"No need!" Ling Zhizi went ahead alone.
Xiang Liushui quickly pulled Shangquan's hand and immediately followed: "I'm sorry, what's the name of that flower? It's really beautiful!" Shangquan turned around and said to the boy.
A kind smile appeared on the boy's face: "They are called Zi Nong Yao!"
Ling’s son and his team found the house of Wu Wangong, the lower nobleman in the town. After reporting, the subordinates returned and said, "You go in!" Ling Zhizi and his party went in and were led to rest in the living room. After a while, a short figure of about fifty years old came out. As soon as he saw the son of Ling, he was polite: "Is it a disciple of Master Ling Qiuzi?!"
The son of Ling stood up: "Uncle Wu, the son of the disciple Ling."
"Oh, hello, hello! These two girls?"
"Friends, good friends!" Xiang Liushui laughed.
Wu Wangong nodded: "Well, sit and sit! How about Master Ling?"
The son of Ling replied: "It's okay. Master asked me to give you this letter to Master Uncle." He took out the letter and handed it to Wu Wangong.
Wu Wangong just opened the letter. Gradually, his expression became serious.
"Uncle Master," Ling Zhizi said, "Master, you must think twice. If you really want to buy half of the land, the half of the residents will lose their lives."
Wu Wangong said embarrassingly: "My son doesn't understand. Others think I have a wealth of money. In fact, I only have money to buy land. I'm sure I can make it back from this investment. I will give it back then. Some economic compensation for the relocated residents."
The son of Ling replied: "I don't know much about these aspects. But it is Master's wish to try not to threaten the lives of the residents. I have to fulfill Master's wish. Master Wu should consider changing to another investment method."
Wu Wangong said: "Master Ling is dedicated to the people, and he deserves to be a servant of the people. But don't blame the son of Uncle Master. Uncle Master cannot promise you. For this half of the land, Uncle Master has already paid for it, and you have to buy it if you don't buy it. Yeah!"
Ling’s son has always had no polite expression on his face, and he said with the same expression: “Frankly speaking, I don’t care about these residents, I only care about Master’s wishes. Master and Master have friendship like brothers, so I I hope to resolve it through negotiation as much as possible. Shishu is so resolute in this matter, do you have any difficulties? If you can, the son is willing to help."
Wu Wangong replied: "This is not something you can help. I have already handed over the money to the Land Management Bureau and got permission long ago. After two days, these residents must relocate. Not to mention that their houses will be demolished. Even this old house of mine has to be demolished. I cannot help fulfill your master’s wish. Son, let’s go back."
The son of Ling stood up and said: "Uncle Master, the son will give you time to consider. Tomorrow, I will come again. I hope you have changed that decision by then." After he said, he took someone out of Wu Wangong's house. . As soon as I got up and opened the door, I found that the teenager who looked at flowers appeared. It turned out that he also followed here.
The corners of the boy's mouth were open, disappointed and angry. After all the three people in front of him came out, he found that the rare Wu Wangong had also appeared. His face is even more ugly. "Failed?" His face turned to Ling's son.
The son of Ling replied: "Never will!"
The boy asked Wu Wangong again, "Then you don't buy land?"
Wu Wangong replied: "How is it possible! I have already bought it, and you are ready to move the day after tomorrow."
The boy's face became pale, and his eyes were full of anger. In an instant, he clenched his fist and smashed at Wu Wangong: "Ah -" He must smash the person in front of him. Just because you have money and rights, can you do whatever you want, regardless of the interests of others? Smash you bully! Ok? hateful! hateful! The boy's fist was stopped by two guards rushing out.
Wu Wangong's face has not changed at all because of the boy's recklessness. He quietly replied: "Although I sympathize with your brother's experience, I can't help. Express condolences to your brother and those flowers!" Wu Wangong turned to go back to the house. Finally, he went back and added: "Son, let's go back. Tomorrow I have more important things to do. I have no time to discuss with you, and there will be no results."
Xiao Shangquan looked at the boy's angry and sad expression, and went to persuade him: "Don't be sad, we will still look for him tomorrow." The boy was not only not persuaded, but sadder. It seemed to be severely irritated. Tears are still spreading in the eyes. Shangquan looked at the son of Ling, hoping that he could persuade the young man and give him some encouragement.
The son of Ling didn't speak, but Xiang Liushui said: "Boy, go back and ask your parents to prepare something. I am a little tired today. If you want to keep your spirits up, you will have to discourage the ruffian tomorrow!"
The young man raised his head and said to the three of them: "I have no parents, but please come with me. If you don't dislike it, please rest at my house for one night."
"That's okay." Xiang Liushui agreed.
"I said," Ling Zhizi spoke. But the object was not a teenager, but Xiang Liushui, "You don't seem to have any reason to go to him (young) to rest."
Xiang Liushui fully understands the meaning of the son of Ling. She replied, "Well, it seems to make sense! Then Shangquan—my sister has no reason. Shangquan, let's go!" She pulled Shangquan and was about to leave.
Damn it! Ling Zhizi said: "Xiao Shangquan can't leave. I said that she is unidentified, and the last time indicated that she is very likely to be the eyeliner of the Four Forces."
Xiang Liushui stopped: "Then I have plenty of reasons to stay-protect Sister Shangquan!"
"I'm afraid it's not this, right?" Ling Zhizi said.
"That's it, that's it." Shangquan said hurriedly, "I can't separate from Sister Liushui."
"Who approved you to call sister?!" Liu Shui said, "I am not old."
The son of Ling replied, "It's for the bravery of the five beasts."
Huh? The corner of the boy's eyes raised a little doubt and tension. Are they also a clan seeking courage? If this is the case, what should I do for my sister? Stop them? But, but not yet.
"Why bother!" Xiang Liushui's signature move appeared again, arms folded across his chest, with a resourceful expression, "The rivers and lakes are sinister, one more helper is better than one more opponent. Let's unite the front, according to things. From the perspective of the law of development, let’s first externally and internally!
Cut! The son of Ling followed the boy first. As he walked in front of Xiang Liushui, he still politely replied, "I'm on the road, auntie!"
"Ah—" Xiang Liushui heard this name, and he turned around suddenly, squirting blood, and his hair also stood up because of anger. She stretched out her hands, wishing to tear the arrogant face in front of her eyes: "Your aunt won't be able to look like me in seven lifetimes! Damn, I'm so mad at me—" Xiang Liushui was finally short of breath, his face flushed, and his heartbeat speeded up. , Resulting in unstable standing, and Xiao Shangquan helped to follow behind the pedestrians.
The young man introduced his surname Quan Yufei to the guests. He is under fifteen and he likes to plant purple monsters. Parents died young. Usually rely on planting and selling flowers and plants for a living. But in recent years, the flower and grass market has been sluggish, and only Zi Nong Yao can sell it, so I only grow Zi Nong Yao. Originally, business was sluggish. Unexpectedly, the mayor Wu Wangong applied to the Land Management Bureau to buy half of the land in the town to develop his corn industry. Quan Yufei's last survival thing will be wiped out.
"You can transplant the purple monster!" Shangquan said.
Quan Yufei replied: "Zi Nong Yao is very delicate and will die if you leave the land. You can only regenerate from flower seeds, but now is not the time to produce flower seeds. In fact, the most important thing is not Zi Nong Yao."
"What is that?" Shangquan asked.
Quan Yufei's eyes fell on a kite on the wall: "On this road planted with purple monsters, I have the memory of going home with my brother."
Shangquan looked at the kite, which was a flying bird-like kite resembling a dragonfly. The broken wings announced its aging, and the lavender and thin paper retained its former glory!
The orange campfire danced with memories, flashing in Quan Yufei's sad pupils: "I used to grow flowers by myself. My younger brother always likes to hold his only toy-this purple kite, and play with him all the way. Although. The kite was dilapidated, but my younger brother was still holding it excitedly, singing his own song on the road full of purple monsters." Quan Yufei drew the firewood, and the flame went up high. "Actually, my younger brother is only three years old. When I was 10 years old, I got a strange disease that no one could cure, so I just slept all the time. Knowing that one day, a sister and one of his disciples passed by here. The sister let the younger brother drink a purple flower My brother’s flower juice is miraculously healed. Before leaving, my sister gave my brother this kite and left us some flower seeds. They have grown up now, and they are the purple monsters. But, but, but Brother, the five-year-old brother is still gone!"
Huh? What a pity! Shangquan's emotions were very contagious, and he fluctuated with the rhythm of the flames. She looked back at Liu Shui and Ling's son, who were seriously talking about something outside. She was disappointed that they did not understand this real little master! Words: "Can I call you Yufei?" "Yeah." Quan Yufei nodded.
"When is my younger brother away?" Shangquan asked concerned.
Yu Fei replied: "It was last month. I was on the way back from looking at Hua, and saw that Xiao Fei’s test questions were lying on the side of the road in Tianchi. I was still holding this kite in my hand." Yu Fei’s tears finally came to light. Drop it on the hot dry wood and quickly bake it without a trace.
tragic pictures are in Shangquan's mind. Suddenly, the appearance of a little boy broke into her mind, with the same golden hair and brown eyes! That would be Yu Fei's younger brother Xiao Fei: "Is Xiao Fei the same as you with yellow hair and brown eyes?"
"Yes." Yu Fei was immersed in sorrow.
"So, are you wearing a white jacket and gray shorts?" Shangquan asked.
Yu Fei looked up and asked, "Have you seen Xiao Fei?"
It’s really that kid! Shangquan replied sadly: "What I saw was not Xiao Fei, but a copy of Xiao Fei. It was a piece of wood that was changeable, and it was a tool called the Four Forced Hidden Organization.
"A copy of Xiao Fei? The Four Forces hidden organization!" Quan Yufei thought, "Then the Four Forces hidden people must have killed Xiao Fei."
"It's probably them!" Shangquan said affirmatively, "The replica attacked us a few days ago, trying to find the five beasts from us. But we have already destroyed the replica."
"Four hiding!" Quan Yufei's eyes ignited the desire for revenge, which was unmatched by the bonfire before him. "I want to kill Si Mo Yin to avenge my brother!"
Shangquan said worriedly: "It can be heard from Master Ling that the skill of the Four Forces is unpredictable and no one knows whereabouts. How can you ever fight? It's still so small!"**