Chapter 52 Being disrespectful to the elderly

Port office.

Just before boarding the ship, the plainly dressed Ren Tingting gave a bill of exchange to the beautifully dressed girl in front of her:
"Xiao Huan, there are two hundred dollars on this bill, which is enough for you to study abroad. From now on, you are Ren Tingting."

"Even if you have learned enough outside, don't come back. Find a good family to marry..."

After hearing what Ren Tingting said, the beautifully dressed girl Xiaohuan reluctantly held Ren Tingting's hand:
"Miss, why don't you come with me? Let's go study abroad together. The master is gone, what else do you have to miss?"

Seeing the maid Xiaohuan still looking so serious, Ren Tingting shook her head and then put the bill of exchange in his hand:
"Take my ticket and go. From now on you are Ren Tingting. Once you leave, don't ever come back."

"Miss, I have other things to do, so I won't continue to send you off. Go ahead and board the ship..."

When Ren Tingting said this, the maid Xiaohuan still seemed a little reluctant:
"Miss, is there anything you can't let go of? Tell me what you have. I'm leaving soon. Even if you are leaving, you should tell me why, right?"

Looking at Xiaohuan, who looked like a personal maid but was better than a good sister, Ren Tingting gritted her teeth and said seriously:
"I'm going to stay here and take revenge!"

After hearing what Ren Tingting said, Xiao Huan nodded seriously, then took the bill and the suitcase and walked towards the ship without looking back:

"Miss, the ship is about to leave, and I am leaving too. Please take good care of yourself..."

Miss, I will come back, you must wait for me, you must wait for me!

Seeing Xiaohuan, who was dressed so similarly to herself and got on board with her ticket, Ren Tingting couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

"The last link has been completed..."

Ren Tingting has already left China by boat, so I don’t have to worry about anything from now on.

Thinking of this, she patted the seemingly simple but extremely heavy bag, and then walked towards the carriage next to her:

"Boss, I want to rent a car, the kind that leaves overnight!"

That afternoon, a horseman wearing a straw raincoat drove a carriage quickly from the port to the distance:

"drive!"

"..."

From the afternoon till the evening, the carriage seemed to be very bumpy all the way.

Especially now that it was late at night, Ren Tingting, who was sitting in the carriage, couldn't help but doze off subconsciously.

However, just as Ren Tingting was sitting in the carriage and was being shaken so hard that she almost fell asleep, she heard the coachman in front suddenly ask:
"Girl, where are we going?"

Hearing this question, Ren Tingting, who was half asleep, subconsciously said:
"Didn't I tell you? Go to Longhu as fast as possible..."

However, before she could finish her words, she reacted and then felt a deep chill.

Because the voice didn't sound like the coachman of the carriage she rented, but more like an acquaintance she had a deep impression of:

"You...you are...Seventh Uncle!!"

I gently lifted the curtain, and as expected, the figure under the straw raincoat was actually that familiar face.

Looking at the terrified Ren Tingting in front of him, Song Feng couldn't help but reveal a trace of deep disappointment on his old face:

"Girl, you have betrayed my only kindness and harmed the person closest to you..."

Looking at this familiar face and listening to the words from Uncle Seven, Ren Tingting couldn't help but scream in fear:

"Seventh Uncle, I was wrong. I shouldn't have let Xiaohuan get on the ship, and I shouldn't have gone to Mount Longhu. Seventh Uncle, I was wrong..."

Looking at the terrified face of the little girl in front of him, and listening to her frightened words of apology, Song Feng sighed quietly:

"Girl, you are indeed wrong. You were wrong in not mastering your power, and you were also wrong in not acting so smart."

"I have given you a chance. When a person dies, his debt is forgiven, but the bloodline of the Ren family will be completely cut off..."

At the end of his speech, he raised the whip in his hand and then whipped the horse in front of him hard:
"drive!"

Tonight, the moon was covered by dark clouds. In the pitch-black night, no one noticed that as the carriage went further and further away, the fog around it became thicker and thicker.

At a certain moment, the carriage carrying Ren Tingting completely disappeared in a dark place.

When the smoke clears, no trace will be left.

at the same time.

A shadow suddenly swayed on the ship that had already sailed, and then it was as if something fell into the water:
"……thump!"

Hearing this sudden sound, the others who were looking at the moonlight on the deck could not help but move quickly:
"Help, someone fell into the water!"

"Sailor... Where are the sailors? Someone fell into the water..."

However, after the initial bustle, the ship fell into silence again.

Only one sailor who participated in the rescue was wiping his hair in the cabin and said depressedly:
"…This is really weird. We went down to rescue people one after another, how is it possible that we didn't even see a single person?"

the other side.

All I saw was a paper carriage and a paper man on a straw bridge. Suddenly, a burst of fire broke out from the straw bridge:
"boom!"

The flames quickly engulfed the entire carriage, including the paper figures on it.

In just a short while, even the small bridge made of straw was completely burned to ashes, leaving no trace.

Looking at the dust marks on the table, Song Feng, who had been sitting in front of the table, couldn't help but reveal a trace of melancholy on his face:

"I have always wanted to be a good person..."

As he finished speaking, a small paper boat suddenly flipped up from the bowl of water on the other side of the table.

But what is terrifying is.

The boat made of paper was completely black, with strange symbols drawn on it, which made people shudder at the sight of it:

"Ghost ship, this is a unique product of those Western ghosts..."

As he finished speaking, he gently used his fingers to push the black paper boat towards the bottom of the water:
"thump!"

A sound like a heavy object falling into water suddenly rang out, and then the ghost ship that fell into the water disappeared instantly.

Only that bowl of pitch-black water could prove that the ghost ship seemed to have really been there.

"Cough cough cough..."

After coughing violently twice, Song Feng subconsciously vomited two large mouthfuls of blood, and even the table was stained red:
"……vomit!"

"……Wow!"

Looking at the spitted blood and feeling the weakness in his body, Song Feng smiled contrary to his usual behavior:

"You vomited less than I expected. It seems that the recent recuperation has been very effective..."

Hearing this deep laughter, Aunt Qiu Sheng, who was walking over with a bowl of black chicken and red dates soup, couldn't help but roll her eyes at him:
"Old man, you are in this state, why are you still trying to be strong? Hurry up and drink this bowl of soup to replenish your body. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have brought you back tonight..."

Although my aunt kept muttering complaints, her hands never stopped moving, constantly cleaning up the mess left by Song Feng, without even asking a single question.

Holding the bowl tremblingly, Song Feng drank the black chicken and red dates soup that had been specially cooked for several hours, and suddenly laughed:
"Xiao Cui, after so many years, it's time for you to find someone to live with..."

Hearing Song Feng say this, Qiu Sheng's aunt couldn't help but roll her eyes at her again, and then retorted:

"Whenever you're willing to look for one, I'll help you find one!"

Seeing Aunt Qiu Sheng wipe away all traces skillfully, Song Feng laughed:

"Hahahaha...if I find another one at my age, it would be really disrespectful to my elders..."

(End of this chapter)

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