Chen Feng returned to Sili.

Looking at the scene in the class room.

It's both a pity and a heartache.

Unfortunately, I overslept yesterday and missed the team building activity of the Soul-Shenzhen Department in the Life and Death Ruins.

Heartache, that's it.

In this room, there are six other Qiu ministers left by him.

One counts one.

There is no one who doesn't have a lottery.

Chen Mingting's eyes were swollen like a goldfish's eye, and he was still bragging like a bell, "You ask Ou Julian, would I be picking three at one time? If they weren't running fast, I would yell out their shit or not."

"I believe, of course, I don't know who was lying on the ground and shouting, Brother Ou, Brother Ou, come and pull me." Ou Julian rolled up his trouser legs and put a black dog skin plaster on his knees. He imitated Chen Mingting's tone, but after he imitated it, it changed and walked towards the direction of the girls' chirping. Not to mention the pretentious look, it was so disgusting.

"What a pity, my brother didn't go, otherwise..."

"What else?" Chen Feng squeezed into the pile of Qiuchens who were bragging around in a circle and said with a smile: "Fortunately I didn't go, otherwise, there would be no chance for you to show off. I will eliminate it in every way and block a hundred things, so I can't even recognize it."

"Well~!"

Lots of booing and disdain.

Chen Mingting rarely objected, but instead raised a thumbs up at Chen Feng and praised: "We haven't seen it or not, and we don't think about it, but the group of soul masters of Tianji Group under your command, hey, don't say it, it's really fierce."

"Is there any damage?" Chen Feng felt nervous. He had long been thinking about his subordinates, but he was embarrassed to say hello to Qiu ministers and went to Tianji team to see the people.

"Damage?" Ou Julian held the fan in both hands and spread it out bit by bit. Finally, he opened the folding fan with a snap and said, "How did you train it? These wolves are playing very well, and the Yin people's methods are almost played to a new level. This time, how many people in the Tianji group have entered and how many people are back."

Speaking of this, Ou Julian's expression was slightly unpredictable and sad. It seemed that the Soul Master under his command was not so lucky.

Chen Fengxin said that this is the benefit of grasping both force and brain power. It seems that it is still useful to ask them to copy military books, but what have they learned? The methods of Yin people? That is called Yin people? No, that is called tactics.

It was noisy here, and Lin Zukao walked in with a teacup on the other side, smiling and holding a teacup in his hand.

He had a round face and a fat belly. He grinned and squeezed out two layers of double chins. He stopped talking. He just smiled and watched the Qiuchens calm down.

When everyone looked at him.

Marquis Lin Zuka then blew the teapot, drank a sip of tea containing a large piece of tea and swallowed it. With a spit, he spitted the tea into the teapot, touched his belly with one hand, and slowly said: "Ah, ahem, that, everyone performed well last night, Shiri decided..."

Speaking of this, Marquis Lin Zuka deliberately kept it a secret, and then took another sip of tea, holding the tea lid in his hand and gently kneading it up and down, "Ah, that..."

Chen Feng's mouth twitched. He remembered that at the end of the life and death ruins last month, Marquis Lin Zuka was a straightforward master. Why did this time he spoke like a leader who was about to start talking nonsense?

The pretender wanted to put a microphone in front of him. This guy would pat his hands twice and also make a debugging sound.

After Hara Shizuka "debugs the microphone", he waved his chubby big hand and said in a casual tone: "Today's rest."

Rest is vacation.

A yamen like the Soul-Secretariat, which is a yamen that can only take a long break even during the Chinese New Year.

It’s a long time to have a rest early in the morning, which makes people so happy.

The ministers were disgusted by Lin Zhonghou's behavior that made people feel enchanting. At this moment, they were all happy. If it weren't for the boss present, they would have wished to throw someone to the scene to "fuel" as a celebration.

Lin Zhonghou took a sip of tea with a smile, then blew the foam again, and saw that he was present, and these ministers could not let go.

He pretended to look around, paced around, and then he left Qiu Chen's house with fat step by step.

Before the person could walk far away, he heard the sound of slapping the table in the class room.

Lin Zhonghou's lips curled up, but he said to himself, "It's true, you're lucky. Next time, if you have such good luck, I'll take your surname."

I don't know who he is cursing.

However, the marquis of the Zhong where he is, there are two Yin ranks, namely, Feng Wei and Superior.

The ministers shouted, shouting, hiding that the wife at home said she had no rest, and went to Zuixinfang to drink flower wine together, and some of them shouted about playing cards.

Chen Feng took advantage of everyone's trouble and went to the Beidou Department to see the brothers of the Tianji Group.

Another noisy scene.

The soul masters of the Tianji group, let alone being disabled, are very few even seriously injured.

It’s a blessing for Uncle No. 5, this old fry.

During the group fight, we gathered everyone together and played the game that there were fewer enemies and I went forward. If the enemy had more enemies, I retreated. If the enemy retreated, I chased. If the enemy chased me, I ran away, and the wolf pack's tactics were fully utilized.

Chen Feng listened with relish.

The big muscle bully spoke in a slight manner, spitting everywhere, and competing for credit.

Finally, Chen Feng took the silver that his uncle had used in the dark money to exchange in the Life and Death Ruins and came out of the Tianji Group with satisfaction.

On the way, I met Chen Mingting and Ou Julian who were holding her arms and holding her back.

"Brother, I'm starting to walk on the hunted floor."

"That's right, you didn't go to the Ruins of Life and Death yesterday, and you were punished to treat you to the Enchanted House."

"Bah, I, Chen, is a gentleman, how could I go to any place?"

"Well~!" "Get out."

"It's okay to ask me to treat you. I'll kill fish at home in the evening. My housekeeper said he wanted to be a yin and yang double pepper fish head. Let's go, I'll invite you."

Chen Mingting was about to talk, but Ou Julian covered his mouth with one hand, turned his head and squeezed a smile at Chen Feng, saying, "Next time, it will definitely be next time."

Chen Feng didn't force it, muttered "Strange" and turned his head home.

When Chen Feng walked away, Chen Mingting broke away Ou Julian's hand, which he was covering and gasping for breath.

He pushed Ou Julian, and exhaled with his hands on his knees, "What are you doing with covering my mouth?"

Ou Julian's eyes were incorrect, and he didn't say anything. He patted the folding fan and said quietly, "You don't understand, I'm saving your stomach."

Chen Mingting, “…”

"If you don't understand? If you don't understand, that's right." Ou Julian laughed and encouraged Chen Mingting, "You go, remember to say hello to my sister-in-law on my behalf."

Chen Mingting was confused by the second monk. He looked at Chen Feng's back and looked at Ou Julian, who seemed to be laughing and was full of bad water. He shook his hand and said a tough word, but his steps were moving towards Zuixinfang, "Just go, just eat a fish, can you still have problems?"

"Hey, where is the direction?"

"Yes, that's right here. Isn't it Yumai to eat abalone?"

Ou Julian, “…”

Chen Feng rushed home.

Push the door and take a look.

Wow.

The courtyard changes drastically.

The green shade is colorful and the grass is quiet.

The jujube tree that was about to die was already swaying green leaves and shady green, and it was full of second spring.

Under the tree, a newly opened round fish pond, two carp, one red and one green, swim slowly. No matter how Pisces swim, a golden bead always maintains an equal distance between floating and sinking.

Under the jujube tree, Yan Wenji, who completed her class assignments ahead of time and went to school in advance, practiced slashing with wooden swords under the green shade.

In the kitchen, the sound of Doe stomping came. When I heard it, I knew it was Liuli, and I didn’t know what new tricks she was fiddling with.

On the woodcutting trough outside the woodshed room, there was a piece of log wood. The big hair was wielding the broken blade sword of the Yin and Yang evil in the two realms to chop firewood. He slashed with one sword, relaxed and comfortable. He built a lot of chopped firewood behind him. Judging from the size of the hill pile, it was fine to burn until the New Year.

The newly opened vegetable garden has not yet planted anything in the soft soil. Just after the soil was loosened, the ridges of the field were raised. Ermao was picking up larger stones. It was serious, but it looked like a silver corpse. It was completely a hardworking young woman full of hope, ready to sow seeds and wait for a good harvest in the coming year.

The courtyard wall was still empty in the morning, but now it was already covered with morning glory and gecko grass.

The entire courtyard is full of vitality and is completely renewed.

If the courtyard before was a blessing, then the courtyard today is far from the blessings of the cave heaven and the land, but it is also evolving in that direction.

In this Feng Shui situation, Chen Feng could clearly feel something called momentum being generated.

Unconsciously, the Soul Song, which had already been integrated with him, has a tendency to accelerate its operation.

Being in it, the whole person becomes lighter, and his spirit is obviously different.

If the garden was not someone he was familiar with, Chen Feng would have thought he had gone to the wrong place.

"Is this a willow leaf clean bottle?" Chen Feng walked under the jujube tree, looked at the red and green carp in the fish pond, looked up and looked up, "Is this the jujube tree I plan to burn as firewood?"

"Don't burn it." Yan Wenji said, her hands were scheming and eye-catching, and she didn't stop for a moment. "With the shade of the trees, it's so cool, and I can feel my breathing has become smoother."

Chen Feng took a deep breath and smelled the familiar smell. He looked down, squatted down, and looked at the pool water. Suddenly, the pool water was actually the water of the pool.

Now he also noticed the abnormality of these two fish.

How can fish be free and free in the water of the underworld? This fish is not a fish.

What is it?

Liuli surrounded the apron, wiped his hands, ran out of the kitchen, pulled Chen Feng into the backyard, covered his hands and bit his ears mysteriously.
To be continued...