"You mean, you saw the surviving eldest daughter again? If I remember correctly... she seemed to be called 'Yan Xiu'?"

Cui Jun, who was sitting next to him, asked in surprise, and she had also heard Tang Qiaojue talk about the thing he encountered before.

"It's not right to say that he survived. She was the only one in the family who did not participate in the suicide. At that time, she was still in school in other places. If she hadn't been to go home temporarily that day, she would probably not have saved anyone."

Tang Qiaojue shook her head and took a sip of tea. "In fact, I'm even more surprised that she seems to have not been affected by the previous incident at all. Logically speaking, she is not able to go to Jiahe for free medical treatment now."

"If South Korea and Japan were willing to settle the matter privately before reporting the case in the hospital, it would make sense." Luo Feng, who was also surprised, thoughtful.

"Privately settled? Is it possible that Han Jichi is willing?" Cui Jun looked at Luo Feng and the others with a difficult expression.

Luo Feng and Tang Qiaojue looked at each other and showed doubts on their faces.

They didn't believe that South Korea and Japan would be so generous, but if they hadn't settled privately in advance, how could that woman named "Yan Xiu" get the strength to help her get out of the predicament?

"We'll just leave it alone."

After thinking for a while, Luo Feng came to a conclusion.

"We are irrelevant outsiders, and no matter what angle we stand in, it is difficult for us to deal with this matter. What's more, that girl... is called 'Yan Xiu', right? Even if she comes to Jiahe now, it doesn't mean she will definitely do something. We can't prove her with something that someone hasn't done yet."

After hearing Luo Feng's words, Cui Jun and Tang Qiaojue nodded slightly.

But soon, Cui Jun curled the corner of his mouth for no reason and gently touched Luo Feng's arm with his shoulder, "After all, aren't you just trying to help that girl?"

Faced with Cui Jun's "ruthless" exposing it, Luo Feng turned his head helplessly to look at her, and Tang Qiaojue, who was sitting opposite the two, also smiled knowingly.

Luo Feng's answer was considered to be avoiding the important, but Tang Qiaojue and the others understood what he meant.

Luo Feng meant that the three of them pretended that they didn’t know about this and ignored everything, so that things would continue to develop according to the original trajectory.

After all, if Tang Qiaojue went to his father to speak, no matter whether "Yan Xiu" still had some bad ideas, what would be next to greet her would not be a good result.

So ignoring it is the best way to deal with this matter. Luo Feng and others are not saints and do not have the kindness of the protagonists of the TV series. They do not want to destroy a girl's life in order to save a guy like Han Richi.

There is no reason for a series of bad luck. You have to let others see the sunshine. Only in this way can life have the so-called meaning of life.

"Okay, let's listen to you. The matter is over. What are we going to do next?"

After drinking the cup of tea in one breath, Tang Qiaojue asked again.

"Why go out for a walk? You haven't been in Jiahe some time ago, and we haven't been to the 未分类 for a long time."

"I feel a little bored to visit the night market. Why don't we team up and go around? See if we can find any team incidents?"

Cui Jun looked at Luo Feng and the others with enthusiasm, with his eyes wide open, looking quite cute, but Luo Feng and Tang Qiao, who were familiar with her personality, both smiled angrily when they saw the situation.

To put it nicely, it is a team activity. To put it bluntly, Cui Jun also wants to show off the game profession he just got to the two of them.

"I suddenly felt that the nickname Xiao Feng gave you before was very accurate. 'Cui Dase', you would tremble whenever you had the chance."

Tang Qiaojue stood up with a funny look on his face and slammed Luo Feng with his hand up to celebrate another consensus among them.

"You are afraid that I will catch up with you! Then kick you off the throne of the No. 1 master!"

Looking at Tang Qiaojue who was starting to wear a coat, Cui Jun wrinkled his nose and muttered childishly while standing up while grabbing Luo Feng's hand.

"I didn't bring the equipment, so I'll get it home first. Then we just happened to go to a nearby amusement park. I heard a few days ago that there was a new circus recently, and I haven't seen it yet."

"Okay, I just drove over. I'll park your garage at that time."

"Well. Oh, by the way, Xiao Feng, why don't you buy a car? Aunt Luo can't even give you that little money, right?"

"Do you think in my case, even if I pass the driver's license, will I dare to drive out?"

Cui Jun suddenly turned his hand and quietly hit Tang Qiaojue's stomach with his elbow. The fat face that was as smiling as Maitreya suddenly shook.

However, Tang Qiaojue was strangely not angry. He smiled stiffly at Luo Feng and then opened the door and walked out as if nothing had happened. At the same time, he secretly clasped his hands to Cui Jun and made an apology while Luo Feng was not paying attention.

Luo Feng, who was walking to the front, seemed to have found nothing.

The atmosphere between the three people suddenly became a little strange.

...

"Hmm? Why are so many people burning paper money?"

Luo Feng and others just went to Tang Qiaojue's house to get the game login equipment, but the three of them walked in the night before they noticed that on the beach under the roadside guardrail, there were many people squatting on the ground and throwing paper money for sacrifice into the basin.

"Ah! By the way!"

Tang Qiaojue slapped his forehead and faced the puzzled eyes that Luo Feng and Cui Jun looked at, he later said: "Today seems to be the Ullamban Festival? The fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month?"

Luo Feng and the others were stunned when they heard this.

Cui Jun took out his cell phone and looked at it, then nodded suddenly: "That's right, it's July 15th... But, Fatty Tang, you just talk about the Ghost Festival. You have to say something about the Ullambana. Will you recommend your Buddhist culture when you get the chance?"

"It's the Zhongyuan Festival." Luo Feng added from the side.

"Isn't it all the same?" Cui Jun turned around and glared at him.

"Then you just taught Xiao Tang a lesson? Are the Ullamban Festival and the Ghost Festival the same?"

After saying that, Luo Feng slapped the smiling Tang Qiaojue again, as if he was in a two-on-one posture again.

Cui Jun grinded his teeth and decided that the good girl would not fight with the man. He turned the topic back and said: "It seems that you all have to thank me for my 'wise' decision. Tonight is the Ghost Festival that only once a year. I heard that it is still when the 'Ghost Gate' is open. There must be corresponding mechanisms in the game. It seems that there is something to play tonight."

"Well, I seem to have seen it..."

Luo Feng suddenly responded, raised his hand and pointed it directly in front of the three of them. Cui Jun and the others looked in the direction of his fingers, and suddenly they opened their eyes wide.

On the bustling night view street in front of them, they saw a very eye-catching figure in the crowd... The appearance of "it" is no different from that of normal people. The problem is that "it" has a pair of big wings on its back!
Chapter completed!