Chapter 670: Lord Shi

Wow! Little Chang'e, you've grown!

Song Jiaren stretched out her hand, made a gesture in front of Lin Chang'e's forehead, and said.

Lin Chang'e looked pleased.

She really has grown!

After being away for a week, she grew at least five centimeters.

Her height is now about one meter.

Sigh~

Lin Chang'e sighed, 'I originally brought something back, but my mom threw it away on the way; if you saw it, you'd surely admire me...'

Two little ones were standing together talking; meanwhile, Qian Miaomiao pulled Lin Feng's arm, shaking it.

Miaomiao! It'll be just two days, right!

Lin Feng said, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Qian Miaomiao and Lin Feng played together, letting Lin Feng drive her car and speed.

However, Lin Feng had only driven the big car in the afternoon, feeling somewhat overwhelmed.

Qian Miaomiao's car is still new, its engine is new too; Lin Feng thinks he should pick a good day.

Hmph!

Qian Miaomiao left angrily.

Lin Feng felt the troubles of happiness.

I'm home!

Qian Miaomiao returned to her room, lifted a bag to greet Lin Feng, then left.

She indeed should go home to check.

Her father Qian Shihao's situation lately hasn't been good.

She often dreams of her grandfather and father, plus an unknown woman.

Having such a dream once or twice is fine, but dreaming repeatedly of the same people feels eerie.

Because of such dreams, Qian Shihao is almost going crazy, on the verge of collapse.

Qian Miaomiao had just stepped out of the gate when Yang Caiwei stopped her.

Miaomiao, it's so late, where are you going?

Qian Miaomiao glanced at Yang Caiwei and Zheng Enhui, 'I want to go home!'

Qian Miaomiao is currently in a state of dissatisfaction.

In front of Lin Feng, she was tearing up, but Boss Lin didn't comfort her.

Not to mention humans; even a tigress, angry over such matters, would claw at a male tiger.

Yang Caiwei said, 'Miaomiao, Witch Sister is back, Little Chang'e is back too; do you remember what we talked about last time?'

'What?'

Qian Miaomiao asked curiously.

Yang Caiwei raised her hand, putting on a scary look, and said, 'Find a deserted place and go see that!'

'Sure!'

Upon hearing that, Qian Miaomiao immediately forgot about her father.

Moments later, Yang Caiwei took Qian Miaomiao's hand, and together with Zheng Enhui and the little witch, they left mysteriously.

Lin Feng laughed and shook his head.

Yang Caiwei, Qian Miaomiao, and Zheng Enhui are now interested; it's unknown whether they'll end up crying from fright.

What methods the little witch has, Lin Feng isn't entirely clear.

To know, the little witch is a shamaness, innately possessing some abilities beyond ordinary comprehension.

Since Qi Yao isn't around, Lin Feng doesn't want to join the fun.

Lin Chang'e's matter isn't that simple to finish.

A big scandal just broke out, with videos circulating online.

It's not anything else; it's about a pile of dead heads.

Altogether eleven heads were found by a trash picker, who fainted on the spot.

At this point, Bai Ying has already taken over the case with her team.

Lin Feng called and communicated briefly with Bai Ying.

He really wanted to talk face-to-face, but Bai Ying is too busy now.

After sending Liu Huixi's organized case files to Bai Ying via phone, Lin Feng checked the time—it was already 8 p. m.

Wow~

Suddenly, a cry rang out.

It was Song Jiaren's crying.

Lin Feng hurried over and saw Song Jiaren looking at Lin Chang'e with a fearful expression.

She still held a phone in her hand.

Meanwhile, Lin Chang'e was making a fierce expression at her.

Lin Feng walked over, lifted Lin Chang'e up, motion similar to the little witch's.

Lin Chang'e immediately lowered her head, bent her waist, and her limbs went limp like boneless.

Lin Feng felt very surprised.

This little guy, could he be a cat?

Song Jiaren had been scared to tears; earlier Lin Chang'e had described the situation to her in detail.

Song Jiaren still didn't believe it, but then she saw the video online.

"Little Chang'e, you know what you're doing is wrong, right?"

Lin Feng frowned and said.

She completed the Witch Tribe children's trial, which Lin Feng approved.

But there are some things she doesn't understand, thinking other kids are as brave as she is.

"Why isn't it right? Is it because your sister's courage is too small, and you blame me for her being timid?"

Lin Chang'e felt a bit resentful.

"It's not that your sister JiaRenJie lacks courage; it's that yours is too great. Little Chang'e, you need to consider others' feelings, understand?"

"I know, Dad!"

Lin Chang'e whispered.

Then Lin Feng turned to Song Jiaren and said: "Jiaren, you were also kidnapped by those traffickers before—do you think they're good or bad?"

"They're all bad people!"

"That's right! If they're bad, Little Chang'e punishing them is correct, isn't it?"

"Mm!"

Song Jiaren nodded.

"Sigh~"

Jiang Xiaofei's mother Chen Guihua was shelling beans nearby; hearing Lin Feng educate the child, she couldn't help but sigh.

If Lin Feng keeps teaching like that, when the kids grow up they'll all be lawless.

Although she disagreed with Lin Feng's parenting style, Chen Guihua ended up saying nothing.

In the Sihe Courtyard, she has always kept a low profile.

These days are much better than before.

Most importantly, in the courtyard she keeps her Da Huang ox and two Da Hei dogs.

Anyone else would not be allowed.

Boss Lin has already been very good to her.

After picking the beans, she has a full basket—getting ready to steam buns tomorrow!

Just then, out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of a white shadow.

She turned her head and almost jumped in fright.

Fortunately she reacted in time.

"Who else could walk so silently and float like that besides Miss Han?"

After finishing filming, Han Xiang came back at night.

"Aunt Chen, are you shelling beans?"

Han Xiang asked.

Chen Guihua nodded, "You came back just in time—we'll have buns tomorrow."

"Okay!"

Han Xiang nodded.

"I'm heading back first—get some rest early!"

"Got it, Aunt Chen."

Han Xiang waved at Chen Guihua.

Chen Guihua is Jiang Xiaofei's birth mother, and everyone respects her.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng—Song Jiaren acted as if nothing had happened, taking Little Chang'e's hand and going inside to watch cartoons.

Lin Feng smiled, feeling somewhat pleased.

It seems he's truly suited to be a dad—both daughters have been soothed by him.

More importantly, he wants them to know what mistake they made……

Lin Feng certainly heard Han Xiang's voice.

He stepped forward a few paces, made a tiger-like lunge, and caught Han Xiang in his arms.

"You're back?"

"Mm!"

"How many days off this time?"

"Two days."

"You have to leave next Monday! You're all too busy—*** let the company dissolve, whatever."

"Great!"

Han Xiang gradually started to get mischievous.

Lin Feng scooped her up sideways and carried her straight back inside.

At the same moment, Zhao Xiaoyang's Fierce Tiger Gym. jj. br>

Liu Erwa was exchanging car repair experience with He Dazhuang.

The two stood in front of a sedan's hood.

He Dazhuang said: "This engine is really powerful—must be modified, right?"

Liu Erwa laughed and said: "The car is old, but the engine is new—look at its RPM, isn't it impressive?"

"Impressive!"

Nearby, Zhao Xiaoyang was drinking beer and eating skewers with a bunch of brothers.

He Dazhuang turned his head and glanced at Zhao Xiaoyang.

At that time, Zhao Xiaoyang asked him whether he wanted a job or money.

He Dazhuang hesitated a moment, then chose to follow Zhao Xiaoyang.

These days, money is becoming less and less valuable.

Taking 500,000 home, it was soon spent.

But following Zhao Xiaoyang, one can keep earning money, equivalent to having a high-paying job.

After arriving at the Fierce Tiger Gym, He Dazhuang met Liu Erwa.

The two were close in age, had common ground, and quickly got to chatting.

Whether it's Lin Feng or Zhao Xiaoyang, both are now living happily.

Zhao Xiaoyang was happily drinking with his brothers, while Lin Feng was enjoying an electric shake.

At that moment, in the distant Mi Guo.

Inside an old church.

"Cough—cough…"

A fit of coughing broke the silence of the church.

"Young master, you have finally awakened."

A middle-aged man in a tailcoat respectfully bowed to a young man.

The young man had black hair and a standard East Asian face.

But his skin was very pale, as if powdered.

His left hand held a Bible, his right hand a phone, posing like a clergyman.

On the phone in his right hand was playing a video of Lin Chang'e carrying something, running on the ground.

The video was blurry, not clear, but it could be seen that it was shot from a top-down angle.

Actually, this is a video captured by a satellite.

One must know that people of Mi Guo are constantly monitoring the world, especially important cities.

After watching the video, the young man calmly said, "Get ready, I'm going home."

"May I ask what name you go by, young master?"

The butler asked.

The young man thought, "It's been over two thousand years; I don't even know what to call myself… just call me Eunuch Shi!"

"Yes, Eunuch Shi, young master!"

The middle-aged butler bowed and said.

Eunuch Shi smiled, tossed aside the Bible, raised his orchid finger, and said, "When you go home, wake them up as well."

"All right, Eunuch Shi, young master!"

"It's Eunuch Shi, not young master!"

"All right, young master!"

"It's Eunuch Shi!"

Yanjing Effect District, a place where a murder case once occurred.

The little witch sang a song.

The voice was quite peculiar, sounding like a song and also like chanting poetry.

In fact, it was more like a spell.

"Wa—wa~"

A crow flew from somewhere, calling in the sky.

Yang Caiwei shivered.

Because she felt the surrounding temperature drop sharply.

Moreover, a light mist appeared.

Qian Miaomiao grabbed Zheng Enhui's arm, "Enhui sister, I'm scared!"

"Don't be scared!"

Zheng Enhui, somewhat nervously, comforted Qian Miaomiao: "Don't forget, we are no longer ordinary people."

The little witch then stopped and said calmly, "There are many things in this world you don't understand, but you needn't fear them; they are all controllable."

"Actually… actually I'm most afraid of that."

"Me too!"

Yang Caiwei and Qian Miaomiao started to beat the retreat drum.

Zheng Enhui curiously asked: "Besides ghosts, what else?"

The little witch said calmly: "Using our Witch Tribe's flesh and blood to refine pills, altering the physique to finally become zombies…"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Caiwei, Qian Miaomiao, and Zheng Enhui all widened their eyes, as if they had been immobilized.

Because suddenly many people appeared around—no, not humans!

The frightening part is, they all gathered around.

Each stared blankly at the three of them.

But there was an exception.

One old man was wrestling with a middle-aged man.

Beside them, a middle-aged woman covered her mouth and smiled, watching with great relish.

Yang Caiwei, Qian Miaomiao, and Zheng Enhui quickly had their attention drawn by these three 'people'.

That old man actually ate the middle-aged man bite by bite.

However, soon the old man's belly swelled, then he let out a fart, and the middle-aged man reappeared.

This time it was the middle-aged man's turn to take revenge...

After several rounds, the middle-aged woman watching the spectacle was torn in half by the old man and the middle-aged man.

Then each person grabbed a half and ran off.

The two halves of the middle-aged woman shouted, "Give me back my other half!"

That voice was faint and weeping, adding a touch of horror to the atmosphere.