In a luxurious suite in the bar, such nightclubs usually come with hotel industry. After all, nightclub business... Men and women, after drinking some wine, you will be willing to do it, and just chatting for a few words, everything is done. The demand for this is quite large.

Tang Xin sat on the sand in the suite, lowering his head and smoking a cigarette.

"Monkey, I have to tell you some things first."

Yan Feng looked at the nervous Tang Xin and couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable. It seemed that Tang Xin had been waiting for this day for a long time.

"Although the tyranny in Xiaoqin's soul has been eliminated, his mind is extremely low."

"You mean, Xiaoqin will become a fool?"

Tang Xin's hand shaking with the cigarette, and the cigarette fell to the ground.

"No, my master has already injected her with a talisman, and his mind will slowly recover within forty-nine days. As for how much it can recover in the end, it's hard to say."

Yan Feng took out the soul-catching bag and handed it to Tang Xin: "If you want to see her, just open it yourself."

Tang Xin took the soul-receiving bag, Yan Feng could see that Tang Xin's hand holding the soul-receiving bag was shaking... He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It seems that Tang Xin really loves this little Qin female ghost, but in fact, this can be understood.

Although I didn’t meet online chat, my emotions were real. After chatting for half a year, no matter how far I was, I would be closer. What’s more, Tang Xin was a person who valued love and friendship.

Yan Feng stood up and left the suite. The next time he left for Tang Xin himself.

When I went downstairs to the bar, the little brothers were still cleaning. Now Tang Xin’s little brothers dared not regard Yan Feng as an ordinary person. When they saw him, they all called Yan respectfully.

Yan Feng glanced at the bar and couldn't help but worry about Tang Xin's arrival, but there was nothing he could do. The person who came was just living a life of licking blood on the edge of the knife.

Since the moment Tang Xin chose this path, he has been destined.

Next, Yan Feng was preparing to go to the funeral home, which was the place where Ye Bin was held.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Feng was ready to be scolded by those old men.

The place where the farewell gift was held for Ye Bin was the best funeral home in the city and was raised by government personnel.

When he arrived at the entrance of the funeral home, Yan Feng looked at the cars everywhere, various cars, government-public or luxury cars, and even the license plates were all awesome.

Not to mention wreath elegy couplets, it is overwhelming.

Yan Feng smiled slightly in his heart. Sure enough, this kind of high-ranking official is different. If an ordinary person dies, he can at most lay a few wreaths and throw them into the coffin, and then tidy them up and buried them quickly. How can he make such a big noise?

People cannot compare with each other.

There were also many reporters from major media at the scene... Secretary of the Nancheng Discipline Inspection Commission and a provincial-level cadre. This title is big.

Yan Feng had called Li Jianshan on the way here. Although Li Jianshan still did not recommend Yan Feng to come, he had to come what he should come.

Yan Feng tied a white su belt on his left arm and got out of the car. Li Jianshan also came out of the funeral home. He saw Yan Feng's car at a glance and walked over.

"Brother Yan, you are really not suitable for you today!"

Li Jianshan looked anxious. It seemed that among those old men, his reputation was really not very good.

"fine."

Yan Feng waved his hand, and just ignored him. Could it be that he really dared to punch himself?

"Let's go, take me to worship Uncle Ye."

Although in Yan Feng's opinion, Ye Bin was just pretending to die, those who should worship had to worship had to worship. After erecting the spirit card, the power of incense could be transmitted to Ye Bin's soul and could also provide some protection for him.

Ye Bin's life soul was hooked away. Although Yan Feng did not believe that the soul-catching man dared to directly destroy Ye Bin's life soul, the life soul of an ordinary person was actually created in the underworld before he became a lonely ghost. If he was deliberately killed, he would be wanted by the entire underworld.

No warlock is so stupid and bear the risk of being wanted by the underworld.

When he walked into the mourning hall, Yan Feng saw a large number of officials in black clothes taking turns to worship, while Ye Shiyu and his mother stood aside as family members, followed by several relatives, probably their cousin and other cousins, and they were crying loudly.

As soon as Yan Feng appeared, several old men stared at him, especially the old bald fat man, whose eyes were red.

This person, Li Jianshan, told him that he was the deputy secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, that is, Ye Bin's deputy. He reasoned because he was happy, but he showed such a look.

Haha... Yan Feng looked at this bald man, probably not knowing how happy he was.

Once Ye Bin dies, he should get into this position.

I'm still pretending here.

Yan Feng glanced at this kind of person and stopped looking at him. Anyway, this group of old men dared not do anything to him on this day.

He walked into the mourning hall, but a person came towards him. This person made Yan Feng stunned!

Because this man was wearing a military uniform! And from him, Yan Feng felt a strong evil spirit, and he was definitely not the kind of soldier who was not doing anything with the country's food.

Not only Yan Feng, but even Li Jianshan was stunned: "General Huang, you are here!"

General?

Yan Feng was stunned and glanced at the person in front of him. He was less than fifty years old, with a tall figure and a sense of evil spirit between his eyebrows and eyes. He was definitely not a soft-hearted person.

"This is Huang Shaoqing, Lieutenant General Huang!"

Li Jianshan said softly in Yan Feng's ear.

I'm so young, he became a lieutenant general. Yan Feng was a little surprised. At this level, the lieutenant general was at least a commander or even a major figure at the deputy military region level!

"Are you the last boy to stay in Lao Ye's room?"

Huang Shaoqing's voice had a bit of a Northeast accent, but it was full of iron blood, and it felt a murderous aura when it fell into people's ears.

"Yes, I wonder what the general has to ask?"

Yan Feng sighed in his heart, "Damn it, in this case, I'm probably here to find fault again."

"I don't want to ask anything. Huaiyun has already told me about your affairs. I choose to believe you."

This Huaiyun, Yan Feng, is probably the name of Ye Shiyu's mother.

Huang Shaoqing then patted Yan Feng on the shoulder: "There is something that cannot be solved, just look for me."

"I will never let anyone who harms Lao Ye go!"

In Huang Shaoqing's eyes, Yan Feng clearly saw a trace of murderous intent.

After saying that, Huang Shaoqing walked out of the mourning hall.

This surprised Yan Feng quite a bit.

In fact, things are normal. The relationship between Huang Shaoqing and Ye Bin is different from these old men. These old men are in the same officialdom as Ye Bin. They either flatter Ye Bin or out of support for Ye Bin, but who knows?

Human hearts are unpredictable!

Huang Shaoqing is different. He and Ye Bin are close friends. They met when they were 20 years old. They had been brothers for decades, one in the officialdom and the other in the military, and they all supported each other and became big bosses. For these rumors, he certainly chose to believe in Ye Shiyu and his daughter, rather than the tongue that these old men chewed in his ears.

"Thanks."
Chapter completed!