Chapter 117 Returning to Holy Soul Village, the House is Occupied "What's wrong? Liu Feng?" Huo Wu, who was standing aside, looked at Liu Feng who stopped in front of the door and asked in confusion. "Nothing." Liu Feng's eyes flashed with coldness, and he shook his head gently. He took two steps forward and knocked on the door directly. "Who is it?" Soon, a rough middle-aged man's voice came from inside. Then with a creaking sound, the gate of the courtyard was heavily opened. A middle-aged man with a beard stuck his head out from inside. He looked at Liu Feng and Huo Wu standing at the door and was stunned. Then a hint of impatience appeared on his face, "Who are you? Why are you knocking on my door?" "Your home?" Liu Feng narrowed his eyes when he heard this. He looked at the middle-aged man and said in a low voice, "I remember this is Liu Feng's home, right? When did it become your home?" "Liu Feng?" The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this, as if he couldn't remember who this person was for a moment. However, a figure emerged from his mind, and he immediately reacted, "You are talking about that idiot. I don't know where he died a long time ago. Why are you still talking about him?" As he spoke, he looked at Liu Feng and the other man with some caution, "Who are you? How do you know that idiot Liu Feng?"
"Idiot?" Huo Wu was stunned when she heard his words, and then subconsciously looked at Liu Feng beside her. Then her face darkened, and she couldn't help but yelled: "What nonsense are you talking about? I..." However, before she could finish her words, Liu Feng stopped her. The coldness on Liu Feng's face became even more intense. He looked coldly at the middle-aged man in front of him and said, "Who told you that Liu Feng is dead?" "You still need to ask this? That idiot, without the help from the village, can he survive outside? He has not been seen for so many years, I don't know how long he has been dead..." "So, you took over his house as a matter of course?" Liu Feng said in a deep voice. As soon as Liu Feng finished speaking, the middle-aged man's face changed instantly. He quickly retorted: "What do you mean by occupying his house? How can you talk like that? This house was sold to me by the village. Don't talk nonsense if you don't know it." "The village sold it to you?" Liu Feng was slightly stunned when he heard this, as if he didn't expect the middle-aged man to say such a thing. "Of course." The middle-aged man swallowed, his eyes flickering, feeling a little guilty. Although the village had agreed to this house, he had occupied it first because he saw Liu Feng had been away for so long. Then I shamelessly gave the villagers some gifts and finally got them to agree. However, he was not wrong. The villagers did tacitly agree that this place belonged to him, otherwise the money he gave to the village would have been wasted. Speaking of which, Liu Feng's house is much better than his thatched house. Although it is not big, it is at least a brick house. Liu Feng's family, although they made a lot of money from business, they didn't live long enough to enjoy it. Didn't he just take advantage of them? Thinking of this, the middle-aged man couldn't help feeling complacent and secretly proud of his own intelligence. However, this matter of eating up the entire family is not an honorable thing after all. He quickly straightened his expression, frowned, looked at the two people in front of him and said, "Why are you asking so many questions? Go away, don't bother me if you don't have anything to do." It only took Liu Feng a moment to realize that there was some truth in what the middle-aged man said. No matter what, he was too lazy to pay attention. He looked at the man in front of him and said directly: "I'll give you half a quarter of an hour. Take your family and leave here immediately!" "Who are you? You say you want to leave and you're leaving? You're crazy!" Upon hearing this, the man's face darkened, he cursed angrily, and prepared to close the door. "My name is Liu Feng!" Liu Feng narrowed his eyes, and with a powerful momentum, he sent the middle-aged man flying inside. "Bang." The middle-aged man fell heavily in the courtyard, and couldn't help but let out a painful wail, "Ouch, it hurts so much, you are so brave, you actually dared to come into our village and beat people up..."
"What are you doing, boss..." The loud noise also attracted the attention of the people in the room. A middle-aged woman came out cursing. Seeing the man lying on the ground, she ran over and helped him up. She turned around and cursed at Liu Feng: "Who are you? Why are you hitting people?" "Someone come quickly, someone come quickly. Someone is being beaten..." As she said this, she actually screamed loudly in shock. Liu Feng had a calm expression on his face. He then waved his hand and slapped her to the ground with a sandy slap. The middle-aged man on the ground saw this and immediately widened his eyes in fear, "Soul, Soul Master?" Then, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, "Liu Feng? Liu Feng? Ah, you are that idiot Liu Feng, you, you are not dead?" Liu Feng gave him a cold look and said, "Before I kill anyone, take your things and get out of this house right now!" "Ah," the middle-aged man was frightened by Liu Feng's cold eyes. He was terrified and quickly knelt down and said, "Okay, okay, we will move out immediately and leave immediately." As he said this, he helped the dizzy middle-aged woman up and prepared to leave. "Take your things with you!" Liu Feng's cold voice came again. "Ah, yes, yes!" The middle-aged man couldn't refute, and then he quickly pulled the woman into the house, hurriedly packed up the bedding and clothes, and some daily necessities, and ran out quickly, disappearing in a flash. Liu Feng looked at the two people leaving, and the coldness in his eyes gradually eased. Huo Wu on the side said nothing, but just tightened his palm. Liu Feng sensed her concern and forced a smile, "I'm fine, come in, this is my home." …… On the other side, the middle-aged couple who left Liu Feng's house stumbled away, looked back and saw that Liu Feng did not catch up with them, and then they breathed a sigh of relief. A gust of cold wind blew by, and the middle-aged woman couldn't help crying. "Boss, our house has been occupied, what should we do? Wuuwuwu..." "Stop crying, do you want to die? He's a soul master!" The middle-aged man's face changed and he quickly reached out to cover her mouth. He nervously glanced behind him a few times before he felt relieved. A hint of hatred appeared on his face. "I never thought that Liu Feng, that idiot, would become a spirit master after not seeing him for so many years. And he's back..." "Even if you are a soul master, you can't occupy my house like this. Is there any justice in this world?" the middle-aged woman yelled angrily. "Keep your voice down. What do you mean your house? That was originally his house." The middle-aged man looked helpless. "But doesn't everyone in the village acknowledge that this house was given to us? Otherwise, wouldn't the things we gave to the village before be given in vain?" the middle-aged woman said crying. The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this. "Yes, the village has admitted that this house is ours. No, we should go and ask Village Chief Old Jack to judge the matter." "If you don't give us a satisfactory answer, we will live in his house. Humph..." The middle-aged man's face was gloomy. He took her and immediately ran to the home of the village chief, Old Jack. Soon, the noise of the two attracted the attention of most people in the village, and they all gathered at the home of the village chief, Old Jack... At this time, a middle-aged man in a gray robe and a hood slowly came to the entrance of the village and looked at this familiar village. "It's the Holy Soul Village..." (ps: Next, the dark plot of the Funeral Village that many people have been waiting for at the beginning is coming...) (End of this chapter)