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Chapter 398 Arriving at the Han Family Village

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    Master Xinyun was silent for a while, then looked at me and said.

    "Little Third Master, why don't you let Fang Ming follow you, Xuan Miao and I stay here."

    I glanced at Master Xuan Miao, and nodded when I saw him nodding.

    "Okay, then I, Ning An and Fang Ming, will go to Han Family Village."

    When we were in the Ice Palace, it was just the three of us, and we finally went to the depths. Although we are young, our skills are really good.

    Presumably Master Xinyun also thought of this.

    Shen Mengfei and the others looked at Master Xinyun in surprise. They probably didn't expect him to make such a choice, or even trust us so much.

    Daoist Qingyi spoke in a deep voice.

    "Since it's decided, let's rest early and set off early tomorrow morning."

    Xinyun and Xuanmiao stayed behind, and we all returned to the hotel.

    It's just that this night, I didn't feel sleepy at all, and I was thinking about Hanjia Village in my mind.

    Early the next morning, Han Zhilin insisted on being discharged from the hospital under various warnings from the hospital, and then we took the only bus leading to Hanjia Village.

    The driver was a man in his fifties with a long face and a very serious expression.

    His name is Wu Yexiang. He had already retired from the company. Later, Hanjia Village found him and bought a special line. His monthly salary is not low, 10,000 yuan. According to Han Zhilin, Wu Yexiang seems to be born with a personality.  A serious face.

    But Han Zhilin hadn't seen him a few times, so he didn't say much after getting in the car.

    Wu Yexiang cared about Han Zhilin's head, and stopped talking after a few polite words.

    I looked at Wu Yexiang twice more, and finally shook my head with a broken smile.

    "What's the matter, Mr. San?"

    Seeing Ji Fangming's puzzled look, I replied.

    "It's okay, it's just that everything is a bit of a hassle."

    Ji Fangming asked thoughtfully: "Third Master, do you think he will have problems?"

    Ning An said.

    "He is just an ordinary person. All he can do is report the news, which has no effect on us."

    Ning An is right, we must go to Han Family Village, it doesn't matter if someone informs us.

    The bus gradually drove out of the city, and soon entered the dirt road.

    Han Zhilin said that it takes more than 40 minutes to walk on this dirt road, and he will pass by many villages during this period. It will be fine when he reaches the Hanjia Village. All of them are cement roads, which are repaired by the village with money and people.

    Looking at the flying scenery outside the window, looking at this stretch of mountains, I couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

    "It's really a dragon flying into the sky, soaring upward."

    The high mountains outside the window seem to be far away, with ups and downs, winding like the body of a dragon, stretching infinitely.

    This is the dragon vein, and it was once known as the second largest ancestral land of Wanshan in China.

    Although I was in the car, I could still feel the majestic momentum of Longyouling.

    To be honest, I am looking forward to entering Han Family Village. If Han Family Village has something to do with Longyou Ridge, Long You Ridge will have to go there too!

    Time flies, the dirt road has turned into a cement road, and the bus drove into the mountain road.

    From time to time, the outline of the village appeared in front of him, and Han Zhilin said.

    "The Han family village is in front of you."

    The driver Wu Yexiang yelled.

    "Wake up everyone who is sleeping, stay awake in the car, don't get out of the car and catch a cold."

    After another few minutes, the bus stopped slowly, and we got off one after another.

    Longyouling is a strange place, because the winter here is far less cold than that in most parts of the north, and it is even very warm.

    But it is also relatively speaking, the cold wind is still scraping our faces like a knife.

    I tidied up my clothes and wrapped my scarf around my neck, fearing that the wind would make Qingli cold, and then I carefully looked at Hanjiacun.

    There is nothing to say about the size of the village. It is what we lived when we were young. If we say it is big, it may not be big, but it is definitely not small.

    The streets of Hanjia Village are clean and tidy, and the most eye-catching thing is the small villas between the streets and alleys!

    Wu Yexiang said "Let's go" at the back, and the six of us also looked at each other, and then looked at Han Zhilin.

    Han Zhilin clenched his fists tightly, with hatred and fear in his eyes, he exhaled and asked.

    "Will you go to my house first?"

    Master Qingyi hummed and said.

    "Go to your house first to look for clues."

    I have no objection, I nodded to Han Zhilin, let's go together? Entered the village.

    Going all the way along the main road, I didn't find any traces of Feng Shui masters.

    The feng shui of the village is very ordinary, and the layout of the streets is not particular about it, but I did not relax.

    Hanjia Village as a whole is run through both sides by a street from the village entrance to the end of the village. There are three street entrances, and each street entrance is settled by someone else.

    Han Zhilin's home is in the second street. It may be because of the morning. Every family is resting and cooking, so they didn't meet anyone along the way. When they arrived at the door of Han Zhilin's house, his neighbors walked out.  .

    Han Zhilin saw that the other party did not say anything, his eyes were red, and his face was sad, and he stared at the woman who caught the swill very warily.

    The woman was taken aback when she saw Han Zhilin, then looked at us curiously, and then said.

    "Xiao Han, you, where have you been? Your father has passed the first seven days and can't contact you. You still know to come back!"

    I heard a trace of reproach from the woman's mouth, Han Zhilin was still staring at her, and said coldly after a while.

    "If I don't leave, it's past the first seven days."

    The woman was slightly taken aback, and then said with a grim expression.

    "What nonsense are you talking about, kid? What happened that night? I remember you were at home. Why did you disappear the next day?"

    Han Zhilin snorted coldly, I know he doesn't trust anyone in Hanjia Village now, including the neighbors who should be closer.

    "Xiao Han? Han Zhilin is back?"

    A man's voice came from behind the woman, and then a dark-faced man came out in a hurry, and scolded Han Zhilin with an angry face.

    "Little bastard, where did you go when you died? Do you know that your father is dead!"

    Han Zhilin shrunk his neck slightly, as if he was a little afraid of this man, but he quickly stiffened his neck and said coldly.

    "I know!"

    The man scolded: "You know why you came back, and I couldn't get through to you. What did you do? Are you Han Baishan's son, huh?"

    The woman said hastily.

    "Okay, okay, Xiaohan must be feeling uncomfortable now, so don't talk about him."

    "Go to the side for me, he is uncomfortable? I think he is playing crazy outside, his father is dead and he won't come back. Is there anyone like him who is a son? Baixia Han Baishan has raised you all these years, you just  Repay your father like this!"

    The man was panting with anger, stepped forward a few steps, pointed at Han Zhilin's nose and scolded for a while.

    "You still have the face to come back now, see if I will slap you!"

    Just when the man was about to make a move, Shen Mengfei stepped forward and looked at the man coldly.

    The man stared blankly, then glanced at the six of us and questioned.

    "who are you!?"

    [The author has something to say]

    ps: Regarding the issue of Han Zhilin's age, the previous article has been changed. The author often has convulsions in his head, please forgive me.

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