I have a magic pot

And in my Han Mansion, almost all the clansmen have joined the battle, and the people who take action can only be our own people in our mansion. "

Butler Zhang hurriedly said.

"Patriarch, this does not prove that this person is an old slave."

Han Feng smiled faintly, and looked at Butler Zhang's waist.

With just one sentence, Steward Zhang's expression stiffened on the spot.

"Steward Zhang, the part of your waist that was stabbed by the point of my spear that night must not have healed yet."

As soon as these words came out, Steward Zhang's eyelids twitched suddenly, and when he raised his head, his expression finally changed.

The atmosphere became dead silent in an instant, and the master and servant looked at each other silently.

After a long time, Steward Zhang finally lowered his head and stopped arguing in panic.

Seeing this, Han Feng said calmly.

"Butler Zhang, you have been taking care of me since I was a child.

Presumably, the stubborn illnesses on my body caused by taking poison for a long time are also thanks to you. "

Hearing this, Steward Zhang still didn't say a word, but lowered his head even lower.

Han Feng said again: "I fought with Han Mo several times, and I often fell into a passive position. During this period, you also acted as a whistleblower, right?"

Steward Zhang's body began to tremble slightly, but Han Feng continued to speak.

"Also, last time I was planning to go to the fine iron vein to explore, you took the initiative to drive the car to lead the way.

I'm afraid it's not to lead me the way, but to receive an order and prepare to kill me, right?

It's a pity that you didn't expect something to happen in the mine. Miss Mu was walking with me. You realized that Miss Mu was not an ordinary person, so you were afraid and didn't dare to take action against me, right? "

Looking at Butler Zhang, who was kneeling in front of him, trembling slightly, Han Feng narrowed his eyes and said softly.

"You are the real 'trump card' that Han Mo puts next to me."

Butler Zhang's prostrate body suddenly froze for a moment.

Finally he got up slowly, with a sad smile on his face.

"Hahaha... The Patriarch is indeed wise."

"Yes, everything is done by the old slave!

In fact, the old slave's real name was also "Han", and he came from a remote branch of the Han family in Bailong County.

Because the old slave practiced a special technique, if I didn't practice my skills, no one would be able to detect my warrior breath.

It is precisely because of this reason that Han Mo threatened the lives of my people and asked the old slave to lurk beside the old Patriarch to serve him, so as to deliver news for him. Unexpectedly, this stay will last for more than 30 years! "

Listening to Steward Zhang confessing his identity, Han Feng's eyes flickered, he was silent for a moment, and asked suddenly.

"Since you have been serving my father, let me ask you, is my father's death related to you?"

Butler Zhang quickly shook his head.

"This matter has nothing to do with the old slave. When the old slave was ordered to lurk beside the old Patriarch, the old Patriarch's cultivation base was already very good, and Han Mo had nothing to do with the old Patriarch, so he ordered me to stand still.

I thought that Han Mo would let it go, but unexpectedly, he turned his idea on the descendant of the old Patriarch, Patriarch, you...

He said that as long as the Patriarch's generation cannot inherit the position of Patriarch of the Han family, the Han family will still fall back into the hands of the main line.

Unexpectedly, he was still completely defeated by the Patriarch.

Now that the Han family has moved away, he also promised that he would not embarrass my people again. "

"So it is."

After learning the truth of all this, Han Feng nodded and remained silent.

Butler Zhang was puzzled.

"Since the Patriarch has suspected the old servant for a long time, why didn't he find out until today."

Han Feng looked at Steward Zhang with a complex look in his eyes again.

"If I want to stay in Bailong County and be the Patriarch of the Han Family for the rest of my life, perhaps until you die of old age, I may not reveal this matter.

But now, I'm leaving, and the Han family can't keep you anymore, so let's abolish your cultivation and leave. "

As soon as these words came out, Steward Zhang's body shook suddenly. He stared at Han Feng for a long time, and finally said in a trembling voice.

"The head of the family... is a decisive person, and he never leaves any future troubles in his actions. Why should he keep this old slave alive?"

Han Feng heard the words, but turned his head to look at the snow scene outside the building, and laughed at himself.

"Hehe... who knows, maybe it's because you're getting old, it's a little pitiful."

Han Feng said casually on the surface, but in fact he didn't mean it!

In fact, he had long suspected that there was an inner ghost in the Han family.

Even many times, the clues he noticed secretly pointed the target at the few people closest to him.

However, Han Feng never got to the bottom of it.

It's not that I can't, but I don't want to!

Steward Zhang, Bing'er, Han Lei and Chu Hanxin, they are all the people that Han Feng came to this world and brought him the warmth of family first.

At the time when the Han Mansion was down and down, the whole family counted copper coins, drank porridge and ate wild vegetables in the dilapidated hall... Han Feng still can't forget those poor and warm days.

He didn't want to believe that any of them would betray him.

Therefore, even if he was sure in the end, Steward Zhang was the spy.

He still waited until today, when he was about to leave, to reveal it.

But even so, he couldn't kill them all!

Looking at Han Feng's lonely back, Steward Zhang couldn't help being shocked, his eyes turned red.

"Pfft...!"

He fell to his knees again, kowtowed three times to the ground, and shouted.

"Patriarch, I'm an old slave... I'm sorry for you and the old Patriarch!"

Han Feng didn't look back, but waved his hand.

"Leave your cultivation, let's go!"

Butler Zhang was silent, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, he suddenly rose up, his whole body burst into a powerful aura, his spiritual power condensed his armor, and he rushed directly towards Han Feng's back, raised his hand towards Han Feng's Tianling, and slashed down fiercely!

The moment Steward Zhang made his move, he was outside the courtyard walls on the east and west sides of the viewing platform.

Zhou Dafu and Han Yunshan jumped up at the same time and flew towards the viewing platform.

But Han Feng turned his back to Steward Zhang, felt the fluctuation of spiritual power behind him, couldn't help shrinking his pupils, and the Overlord Spear appeared in his hand.

A carbine stabbed backwards, facing Steward Zhang's palm.

However, at the moment when the two offensives came into contact, an astonishing scene appeared.

Butler Zhang slapped his head, and suddenly changed.

But as soon as he grasped the spear, aimed his chest at the tip of the spear and pushed it hard, the spiritual armor around him also disappeared in an instant.

"Um……?"

Han Feng was startled when he saw this, and was about to withdraw his gun, but it was already too late.

"Pfft...!"

The spear pierced through the heart, directly through Butler Zhang's body, and blood splattered everywhere!

"Butler Zhang, you..."

Blood gushed out of Zhang Steward's mouth, and he held the gun body with one hand. The vitality in his eyes was rapidly disappearing, but there was a relieved smile on his face, and he spoke with difficulty.

"Patriarch, this old servant owes you and the old Patriarch's trust, yet he betrayed both of you and your son.

The old slave... really has no face to live on, the only way to die is to... repay the kindness of the family master! "

After finishing speaking, Steward Zhang froze, fell on his back, closed his eyes and died!

At this moment, both Han Yunshan and Zhou Dafu have rushed to Han Feng's side.

Seeing the dead Steward Zhang, Han Yunshan said angrily.

"Patriarch, this person is loyal on the surface, but he hides evil intentions. He was the one who murdered the Patriarch in the first place. It is really abominable.

And let the old man make his crimes known to the public, and let the dead body die for three days before he can relieve his hatred! "

Han Feng stared blankly at Butler Zhang's body, with a look of sadness in his eyes.

After a long time, he waved his hands.

"Ah... the debts of death are eliminated, Great Elder, and Steward Zhang will be buried in secret.

To the outside world, don't say anything about this matter, just say that he "retired and returned to the field". "

……

At noon that day, Han Feng called all the members of the family, opened a family meeting, and made an important decision in public.

It is to pass on the position of Patriarch to his younger brother "Han Lei".

Although Han Lei resolutely refused to accept it, several elders tried to dissuade him again and again.

But Han Feng resisted all opinions and implemented this decision.

So far, Han Feng is on his last day before leaving home.

Finally, all worries have been eliminated, and I can go to the academy with peace of mind.

……

At night, Han Feng and Zhou Yunmei spent the last night together.

It seems to be because Han Feng will go on a long journey tomorrow, and he does not know when he will be able to return home.

This night, Zhou Yunmei, who used to be shy and passive, became very active.

With her tenderness and love, she catered to Han Feng's ardor and madness.

Outside the window, snowflakes are flying, and the sky is cold, while inside the wing room, there are sweet words and spring.

The couple went to Bashan Yunyu together, upside down, what an unforgettable spring dream!

In the early morning of the next day, the snow stops and the frost clears, and the sun rises.

The sky is clear and cloudless, just when the boy is traveling far away...

Chapter 373 Away from Home

Outside the South Gate of the Han Mansion, hundreds of members of the Han family gathered to see Han Feng off.

At this moment, Han Feng looked at the familiar faces in front of him, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

He took a step forward and came to his younger brother Han Lei.

He looked at Han Lei, who was physically strong, about the same height as himself, and whose silhouette was becoming more and more resolute and mature.

With a smile on Han Feng's face, he punched the opponent in the chest.

"Good boy, you've really grown up!"

At this moment, Han Lei looked at his elder brother, his eyes turned red, and he choked up for a while.

"elder brother……"

Han Feng straightened his face.

"Xiao Lei, you are now the head of the Han family, so don't cry easily.

Brother is leaving now, and the family will be supported by you. You must protect the clansmen and take care of yourself.

You also need to practice diligently the few martial arts books I handed over to you. "

Han Lei tried his best to widen his eyes, holding back the tears in his eyes, and nodded vigorously.