135: Feng's mother: Huangpizi and Guiyi are fighting! Stop showing off your affection!

“Old Yang, I don’t even know what I am right now!”

Uncle Yang sighed leisurely.

“Among the descendants of the Four Great Zombie Ancestors, only a descendant of Jiang Chen drinks blood.”

“But old Yang, I have no desire to drink blood!”

“Now, I want to eat ghosts!”

Uncle Yang pushed up his sunglasses. “I suspect I’m not a Jiang Chen bloodline; I suspect I’m a Zhong Kui bloodline!”

Shen Xueling: “...”

“Ghost energy and corpse energy are of the same type. It’s reasonable for you to want to eat them!”

Shen Xueling managed to squeeze out that sentence.

Uncle Yang: “...”

Are ghost energy and corpse energy the same type in your family?

One is a ghost, the other is a zombie, alright.

“I originally planned to come back and ambush Young Master and my foolish younger brother...”

“Now...”

“Tell Young Master, old Yang wants to eat ghosts!”

“Girl Xueling, are you coming?”

Uncle Yang asked.

Shen Xueling looked conflicted. “Girls who sleep too late will have bad skin. I want to get my beauty sleep, but I also want to see a fierce ghost.”

“Uncle Yang, what do you think?”

Shen Xueling was very conflicted.

Uncle Yang grabbed Shen Xueling’s arm, stomped his foot, and with a whoosh, transformed into a streak of light.

Shen Xueling: “...”

Uncle Yang, you... slow down!

You’re too fast, I can’t handle it!

Slow down, slow down... Feng Family Villa.

Feng Jingming held Qi Meng’s hand, staring blankly at the scene before him.

Feng Mother also watched outside, dumbfounded.

“Son, what’s happening to this world?”

Feng Mother asked, trembling.

Feng Jingming swallowed, gripping Qi Meng’s hand. “Mengmeng, don’t be scared, don’t be scared, I’m in front of you, always in front of you!”

Feng Mother: “...”

Hey, hey, hey, you ungrateful son, I’m talking to you.

Don’t forget your mother just because you have a wife!

“I’m not scared!”

Qi Meng leaned quietly against Feng Jingming. “With you here, I’m not afraid of anything!”

Feng Mother: “...”

You two, can you pay attention to this middle-aged woman?

What on earth is happening to this world?

“Auntie, please don’t mind us!”

Qi Meng quickly said, “It’s just that Brother Ming is a little scared!”

Feng Jingming: “...”

Who said I was scared?

Feng Mother suddenly laughed.

Her fearful expression eased somewhat.

“Brother Zhou is a martial artist, and he has the Dragon King War God accompanying him. He even joined some national organization.”

Qi Meng said gently, “Do you think Brother Zhou is an ordinary person?”

“Certainly not!” Feng Jingming shook his head.

“So, is this world really the way we see it?”

Qi Meng smiled very gently. “What’s more, you’re a martial artist now, and so am I!”

Feng Jingming nodded.

Young Master Lin, I’d go through fire and water for you, Young Master Lin!

Those elixirs are too effective, aren’t they!

Mengmeng and I are both Post-natal now.

It’s perfectly reasonable for our bodies to touch while practicing martial arts!

Feng Mother: “?????”

You two became martial artists?

“In the shadows of this world, there must be some special power at play!”

Qi Meng smiled softly. “Brother Zhou and the others are probably secretly protecting us ordinary people!”

Feng Jingming nodded. “My wife is so smart!”

Qi Meng’s face immediately turned red with shyness.

“You, Auntie is still here!” Qi Meng pouted.

“It’s fine, you two can show off your affection, don’t mind me, this middle-aged woman!”

Feng Mother rolled her eyes.

“But Mengmeng, you’ll be calling me Mom in a couple of days.”

Feng Mother beamed with joy. “I’ve prepared a big red envelope for you.”

“Thank you, Auntie!” Qi Meng said softly, “Actually, you don’t need to prepare anything, as long as Brother Ming and I are connected in our hearts, that’s enough!”

“That won’t do!”

Feng Mother shook her head directly. “A big red envelope must be prepared!”

“Mom, Mengmeng, stop chatting, look outside!”

“The Weasel spirit has achieved sentience!”

“The japanese people are floating out!”

“If the Weasel spirit croaks, we’ll probably croak too!”

Feng Jingming wailed.

Feng Mother and Qi Meng: “...”

They both looked out the window.

Tonight’s events were too surreal.

We were sleeping soundly, and suddenly felt as if we had arrived in Siberia.

The cold air was whistling.

Then we heard the bodyguard shouting outside.

When we came out... all the bodyguard had fainted.

A dark shadow pounced, and then the Weasel spirit we adopted a while ago darted out.

Its body glowed yellow, blocking the dark shadow.

And then... the Weasel spirit became sentient!

It turned into a human right before our eyes!

It’s just that the person it turned into was a bit ugly!

The dark shadow also revealed its true form, turning into a japanese person!

The two then started fighting fiercely.

If it weren’t for the Weasel spirit’s power protecting us, we would have probably fainted too.

“The phone isn’t working!”

Feng Jingming exhaled. “I hope Brother Zhou and the others get here quickly!”

“You son of a dog!”

Third Huang roared, scattering rays of light, blocking the japanese person’s attack, retreating dozens of steps, and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

I just said, my sister didn’t offend anyone, so how could she have a bloody disaster?

Turns out they were chasing us from our old stomping grounds.

Little Celestial Master... your fortune-telling is really accurate!

“Weasel spirit!”

The japanese person spoke chillingly, “Killing my subordinate, offending my Puppy Rearing Prosperity, what can you do by running to Modu?”

“Pah, when did I ever run?”

Third Huang cursed angrily, “This old man came here to hunt you down!”

“Damn it, on my territory, you killed my shamanic practitioner. If I don’t kill him, do you take me for a dog?”

Third Huang spat, “Don’t you know that we Weasel spirits are the most vengeful, damn it?”

Puppy Rearing Prosperity: “Hmph, vengeful? Are we as vengeful as them?”

“You dog-like thing, you ran here, where are my Father and Mother?”

Third Huang cursed angrily.

“Your Father and Mother are naturally surrounded by our thousand ghosts!”

Puppy Rearing Prosperity spoke chillingly, “I personally came to kill you, I’ve already given you face...”

“You are a demon, why do you protect those people? Why don’t you join me in slaughtering those people?”

Puppy Rearing Prosperity spoke chillingly.

“Get lost!”

Third Huang cursed angrily, “Although I am a demon, I am a demon of Xia Kingdom, and I will never collude with you!”

“In that case, I’ll kill you, then go to Jinling!”

“The burial pits there, endless resentment!”

“Hahaha!”

Puppy Rearing Prosperity laughed maniacally, “Those people, slaughtered by us in life, their resentment after death will also complete me!”

“You dog-like thing, are you worthy of your Father Gou Yangyi?”

Third Huang was beaten back repeatedly, spitting blood. “Why aren’t you destroying the japanese people? Why are you acting so arrogantly in my Xia Kingdom?”

“Shut up, what kind of damn Prime Minister was my cowardly old Father?”

Puppy Rearing Prosperity cursed angrily, “That good-for-nothing, that beast, that slut!”

Third Huang: “...”

Sigh, never mind, this person even curses his own Father, what more can be said?

Feng Jingming and the two women listened by the window, completely bewildered.

Weasel spirit?

Not a Weasel spirit?

Gou Yangyi?

Feng Jingming scratched his head. “I remember now!”

“Gou Yangyi was one of the few good japanese people.”

Feng Jingming rubbed his nose.

Gou Yangyi, a good friend of Mr. Sun Yixian.

He was once the Prime Minister of the japanese people.

He strongly opposed Sakura’s actions against my Xia Kingdom.

He once secretly contacted that bald man named Jiang, to return that area of the Northeast.

As a result, he was assassinated by the japanese people’s soldiers, shot directly to death.

Afterward, three hundred and fifty thousand japanese people jointly vouched for the murderer.

As for now... all the good japanese people died out during that war back then.

They were secretly executed.

The current japanese people... all deserve to die.

All of them deserve to die!

Life doesn't have a do-over, so you can only strive to live it wonderfully...