Chapter 159 Clear eyes

Xiao Yaoyao's room is a little playful in decoration.

In the darkness, the night lights in the room flashed with faint highlights.

Tang Feng silently opened the door and walked into the room.

At this time, the little girl had already fallen asleep. He walked to the edge of the bed and looked at the little girl who was sleeping soundly in the faint light.

Standing by the bed and staring for a long time, he lowered his head and kissed the crystal-clear forehead. Then, he quietly walked out of the room and left the villa.

When he left, he did not say hello to Shangguan, but just stopped at Lin Mengjia's door for a little time before leaving.

It was already late at night when I left Yunjingwan and returned to Dongcheng Hao Pavilion.

In the villa, Dabai lazily lay in the pavilion in the garden. When he heard the movement outside, the spiritual big dog raised his head and roared twice after seeing Tang Feng's figure.

The roar seemed to be a protest against Tang Feng leaving him in this cold villa.

Tang Feng smiled and walked into the pavilion.

He squatted down and reached out to stroke Dabai's soft hair twice.

"You're hungry, this is specially bought for you." Tang Feng shook the food box in his hand and said with a smile.

On the way back from Yunjingwan, he thought that Dabai, who was left in the villa by himself, had probably not eaten for a day, so he took a detour to the night market and bought some meat.

Dabai's head leaned over, sniffed twice on the food box, and then roared twice.

This roar was much lighter than the roar just now.

The whole three food boxes of meat were huge and big white, and the wind stormed and it was quickly wiped out.

After eating, Dabai stood up, stretched his waist, rubbed his head against Tang Feng's legs twice, and let out two cheerful roars.

The night is getting darker.

"Let's go to Daqingshan."

After stepping into Daqing Mountain again, Tang Feng was no longer alone, and there was a huge dog around him.

Silent that night.

In the early morning, when he brought Dabai back to Dongcheng Hao Pavilion, it was just dawn, as usual, and in the villa area, it was deserted and there was no one to see.

In fact, the occupancy rate of Dongcheng Haoge is very low.

The villas here have been sold out, but many people rarely move in after purchasing and renovating them.

After all, those who can afford a house in Dongcheng Hao Pavilion are either rich or noble. Such people often don’t have only one house, and many people are not in Pingyang on weekdays.

This is not only the Dongcheng Haoge, but also most high-end communities in Pingyang.

All the properties in the community were sold out, but, after a few years, in such a large community, at night, the bright houses were sparse and pitiful.

The rapid development of cities has brought about common problems.

Tang Feng has seen all kinds of civilizations that have been walking on the Star Sea for thousands of years, but it is rare to see civilizations like the Earth, which have hundreds of countries and have been wandering in the barbaric era.

Real estate has created many wealthy people, but it also brings some problems that are selectively ignored.

And these problems may be caused by the ultimate troubles, perhaps ordinary people will bear.

Tang Feng could see these questions, but he would not express any comments.

Every civilization has its own development path. Perhaps, there will be repetitions and detours on this path. However, as long as the fire of civilization is not extinguished, they will sooner or later climb to the peak of civilization.

Which of the super technological civilizations in this starry sea has not come step by step from the weak?

"Hello...hello." A weak woman's voice came from not far away.

Following the sound, a thin woman was sitting on a rattan chair next to the fence of a villa.

In this early morning, a woman sat alone on a chair outside the villa, which looked less abnormal.

Normally, at this time, young people either sleep heavily at home or go out to work, but there are almost no one sitting outside the house with a breather.

Because this kind of thing should belong to the elderly.

Looking at the woman on the rattan chair, Tang Feng stopped.

In just two days, this woman looked even weaker than that night, and her spirit had already dissipated.

Just looking at it at a glance gives people the feeling that they are terminally ill and will leave the world at any time.

Indeed, this woman's yang energy has been overdrawn. Now, one of her legs has stepped into the gate of hell. Perhaps in the next second, she will break her last breath.

Weak body and pale face.

But, all this could not be covered, those bright eyes.

The bright eyes were filled with a strong sense of fatigue, but in this eyes, it was very clear, completely without the filthy aura of ordinary people.

There is no greed, no desire, and there is only a trace of nostalgia for this world.

The woman was sitting on the rattan chair, her clear eyes looked at Tang Feng, and a smile appeared on her pale face.

Seeing that smile, Tang Feng's heart was involuntarily touched.

Suddenly, he remembered a man a long time ago.

He was also a woman, although he was just an ordinary woman, but for that woman, he stepped into Jiuyou and fought with the Lord of Jiuyou on the road to the underworld for several days.

He remembered clearly that when the woman in memory looked at him for the last time, the gaze was like this.

He stopped and thought for a while, but in the end, he still didn't choose to leave.

He walked slowly over and stopped in front of the thin woman.

He stood, looking down at the woman sitting on the rattan chair.

The woman looked up at him, and the eyes of the two met in the air.

"If you speak, I can help you." After a moment of silence, Tang Feng finally began to speak first, breaking the silence here.

The woman on the rattan chair still looked up at him. When she heard his words, her lips opened and she squeezed out a smile. The smile was pale, but there was no pretentiousness at all.

"I have been thinking about a question for the past two days, whether I killed my mother?" The woman on the rattan chair raised her head and said sadly.

Tang Feng stood there, looking at the woman in front of him with a dull look.

He was used to life and death, and for monks, life and death were just the cycle of reincarnation of living beings.

So what if you die?

As long as the soul is immortal, there will always be the day when you are reborn as a human being.
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