One winter, the weather was very cold.
The young predecessor who lived in Fengjia Town was cold and hungry, and also suffered from the wind and cold, and had a high fever.
The predecessor, who was dazed with a high fever, came to the street to beg with difficulty under the strong desire to survive.
It's a pity that the streets are covered with snow, and people rarely come and go. Occasionally, people pass by, and they come and go in a hurry. No one notices the young figure in the snow on the street!
In the evening, the predecessor had no energy to return to the temporary shelter, and he was about to become one of the countless street children who froze to death by the roadside.
At this time, a carriage with the flag of the Feng family passed by, and stopped suddenly. A teenage girl, wearing a fiery red cloak, got off the carriage, came to the predecessor, and checked.
The dazed predecessor seemed to see a fairy descending from the sky, and it seemed like the beautiful mother in his dream came to pick him up and come home!
At this moment, on the young predecessor, hot tears kept falling like broken beads.
Perhaps it was this scene that touched the young girl, only to hear the young girl say in a clear and sweet voice: "Uncle Nie, there is another homeless child here, he is still alive and has a high fever."
"It's not far from home, take him back, and leave him here, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive tonight."
"Yes, Miss Nine!"
Responding to the girl was the voice of a generous and gentle middle-aged man.
The man came to hug his predecessor, who felt an unprecedented warmth.
In this way, the predecessor was brought back to the Feng family mansion and placed in the residence of the servants.
With a warm place to live, sufficient food, and a pack of medicine for wind and cold, the young predecessor survived like this.
In the previous life, he regarded the girl who saved him and that Uncle Nie as his saviors. He kept inquiring about the two of them, and finally learned from the servants of Fengfu that the girl was Miss Jiu, the youngest daughter of the head of the Feng family, and that Uncle Nie It is Miss Jiu's bodyguard.
Just when I thought that I could stay in Fengfu when I met a nobleman, the servants of Fengfu, who were also a small river and lake, drove him out mercilessly!
"A beggar! Miss Jiu has a kind heart. Over the years, she has saved countless lives!"
"Don't tell me you still want to stay in Fengfu!?"
The face and words of the servant who rushed away from the predecessor, the memory of the predecessor is particularly deep!
From then on, the predecessor never saw Miss Nine and Uncle Nie from Fengfu.
Although the servants of the Fengfu drove away the predecessor, the predecessor remembered this rare life-saving grace.
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"Oh, poor boy!"
Lin Changqing also sighed for the experience of his predecessor.
Many situations in this world, Lin Changqing can only understand one-sidedly from the experience of his predecessor, and only saw the tip of the iceberg of this world. He doesn't know why there are so many orphans in the memory of his predecessor!
And in such a dangerous world, what do human beings rely on to maintain such a prosperous population?
For example, in Tanmudong Village, where he fled last night, as long as those zombies enter the village, the villagers in the village cannot resist at all, but that village has been passed down for so many years, and has not encountered any disaster.
Limited by the previous experience, Lin Changqing still needs to explore this world well.
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Fengfu is a big family, monopolizing the northern part of Fengjia Town, and the mansion occupies a very large area.
"Please inform the steward of the house, please see Lin Changqing of the Xiaodao Gang Baihutang!"
The gatekeepers greeted and sent them off, and they were all good at knowing people. He saw Lin Changqing's attire, two bulldogs, and the mission scroll with the official seal, and he probably knew who Lin Changqing was and why he came.
"Please wait a moment, I'll let someone report to the supervisor!"
The gatekeeper asked Lin Changqing to sit down and rest in the reception room next to the side door, and then went to arrange the report.
For a wealthy family like the Fengjia, the entire Fengjia Town is under their actual control and jurisdiction. In addition to setting up a management agency equivalent to the government in the town, even in the mansion, people often come to visit the important figures of the Fengjia.
In order not to neglect the guests from all walks of life, there is a reception room on the side of the gate of the Feng family's mansion for the waiting guests to rest.
Lin Changqing sat in the reception room with Xiaohu and Xiaoqing, feeling the luxurious life of the world's rich and powerful.
After only a short while, the doorman came back. He smiled and said to Lin Changqing: "I have arranged for someone to report, and there will be a reply soon. Please wait patiently!"
The so-called seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, the doorman of a wealthy family, is not something that a member of the Xiaodao Gang Baihutang can climb up to.
The doorman himself is not weak in martial arts and has a wide range of knowledge. He has seen Lin Changqing's extraordinaryness. People who can tame wolf and green dogs, which bring him great pressure, are definitely not simple gangsters. member.
In addition, Lin Changqing was holding the task scroll issued by the government, so the gatekeeper was more polite to Lin Changqing, but he had a lot of arrogance as a Feng family in his heart.
Lin Changqing could sense the mentality of the doorkeeper, so he used the [Soul Suppressing (Spiritual)] talent he had just acquired to exert a little spiritual influence on the doorkeeper, and the doorkeeper's attitude immediately became a little more sincere.
"I want to ask, are Miss Jiu and Uncle Nie from your mansion at the mansion now?"
Lin Changqing asked tentatively.
The gatekeeper was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted after a while, and responded: "The honored guest is asking about the Patriarch's Ninth Daughter and her personal bodyguard Commander Nie?"
"Exactly!"
"Alas~www..com~Miss Nine is no longer at home!"
"Commander Nie is at the mansion, but since Miss Nine left, Commander Nie has rarely been involved in the affairs of the mansion, and has been going in and out of it all the time!"
Unknowingly, the gatekeeper told Lin Changqing the news about the two lifesavers before him, as if he was chatting with Lin Changqing.
Lin Changqing was secretly shocked by the power of the [Suppressing Soul (Spiritual)] talent, so he must be alert in time to use this talent with caution. If it is exposed, it will easily arouse the fear of others and target it!
Now there is only the doorman around, and 【Suppressing Soul (Spirit)】has been used on the doorman, Lin Changqing seized the time to continue asking: "What happened to Miss Nine? Why is she not at the house?"
"I don't know the specific situation. According to rumors in the manor, because of her excellent talent in martial arts, Miss Nine was taken back to practice by martial arts experts a few years ago!"
"It is said that if you don't cultivate, you will be successful, so you are not allowed to come back!"
"It's difficult to practice martial arts, and the road ahead is endless. When Miss Jiu comes back, I don't know how many years I will have to wait!"
At this time, someone approached the reception room, and Lin Changqing stopped using the [Soul Suppression (Spirit)] talent to affect the gatekeeper.
"Hey, why am I telling you these things!"
"Miss Nine and Commander Nie have any relationship with the guests?"
The doorman came back to his senses, noticed his gaffe and gaffe, and immediately asked back.
If Lin Changqing was an old friend of Miss Jiu and Commander Nie, it would not be considered a slip of the tongue if he told Lin Changqing this.
"Miss Nine and Commander Nie are my saviors!"
Lin Changqing was caught in a vortex of trouble, and in order to get out of it as soon as possible, he was also going to talk about the cause and effect of his predecessor.