I am the Great Protector of the Soldier King

Two white mist-like gases spurted out from Zhu Qingyu's palms, and a pine tree in front of him was instantly covered with ice and turned into an "ice tree".

Only then did Zhu Qingyu understand that Taishang Laojun had just transferred the Ice Qi Kung Fu to him. Although he experienced a little pain, he finally integrated this miraculous skill into his body.

The pine tree in front of me grows in the middle of a stone crevice. The trunk has several bends. It looks like it is hundreds of years old. Now that it's covered in ice, why don't we freeze to death? Then he remembered the Ruyi Divine Palm, and pushed with one palm, long tongues of fire spurted towards the pine tree. In an instant, the ice on the tree melted, revealing its original green color.

He was amazed by the yin and yang magic power of ice and fire. He tried it twice on the pine tree in front of him. The magic power moved according to his thoughts and he could apply it freely.

Zhu Qingyu left the mass graves in Dengjiabao and returned to the security company. On the way, I met several villagers carrying hoes and shovels. They might have gone to dig the grave of Village Chief Deng in a mass grave.

When I arrived at the door of the company, I saw several masters installing security guards on Deng Hongying's bedroom. Deng Hongying pointed at the window with her obviously protruding belly.

It was already one o'clock at noon, and Zhu Qingyu's stomach was growling with hunger, so he avoided Deng Hongying's sight and ran to the company cafeteria.

"Why are you running!" A sharp shout came from the ground, causing him to suddenly stop while he was in motion, and a statue that had not deformed in a few seconds appeared.

"Come back here!" Another shout came, causing him to turn around and look at Deng Hongying——

Deng Hongying had come to the balcony, with her hands on her hips, her eyes wide open in anger, and an evil look on her face.

Zhu Qingyu wilfully returned to Deng Hongying's bedroom and saw Yanzi bringing a bowl of steaming sweet eggs from the kitchen and placing it on the coffee table in front of him.

"Eat." Yanzi said and went to the kitchen again.

Zhu Qingyu opened his mouth, and a smooth egg went into his throat.

Deng Hongying came in from the balcony outside the window and said coquettishly: "You have been hiding here and there all day long. Don't you want to see our sisters? You said clearly that we will never look for you!"

"W-where? I-I was on the mountain to see Sister-in-law Hongmei, to see the cemetery." Zhu Qingyu stammered.

"Aha, it turns out you went to see Sister-in-law Hongmei." Yu Hongying came over, pinched his ears, and said, "You're not going to have an idea for my sister-in-law, are you? Huh? Let me tell you. , There is a lot going on at the widow’s door, so be careful!”

Zhu Qingyu was so painful that he almost burst into tears. He quickly raised his hands in surrender and said, "Okay, aunt, can't I just listen to you?"

Deng Hongying chuckled twice and said: "Yanzi has been waiting for you to go out for a walk these two days, but you have chosen to go out to do errands at night. Are you deliberately going against me? If you don't take the initiative, Yanzi is a yellow-flowered girl. , do you still want to kneel down and beg you?"

"Sister Hongying, we already have children, why are you forcing me to leave you? Is your head short-circuited?" Zhu Qingyu asked with a sullen face. Although he likes Yanzi, he also likes Hongying and Wen. If, despite this, he is not an irresponsible person.

"It seems that I have to tell you personally." Deng Hongying closed the door by the window and said, "The child in my belly is not yours."

"Ah? Not mine? Whose is it?" Zhu Qingyu was very surprised.

"It belongs to Zhao Guozhu." Deng Hongying said calmly.

"Huh-ha! Don't make up this story!" Zhu Qingyu laughed with tears in his eyes: "When did Mr. Zhao disappear, and when did you get pregnant? Don't think I don't understand!"

Deng Hongying looked serious and told her about going to the hospital for insemination.

Zhu Qingyu was still dubious and said: "Second sister, we have been together for so long. Even if this child is Mr. Zhao's, I will not dislike it. Don't ask me to leave you, okay?"

Deng Hongying came over, sat down next to him, grabbed his hand and put it on her chest and said: "Qingyu, I am an experienced person. You will be wronged if you marry me. Yanzi is a good girl, and now My biological sister, you will be happy with her, I know you both like each other. I have not left you, I am still with you, just-"

Having said this, Deng Hongying put her mouth next to his ear and whispered: "You are only half of me..."

Zhu Qingyu was stunned for a moment and looked at Deng Hongying doubtfully, while her face was full of charming spring and meaningful expectations...

The next night, firecrackers roared and gongs and cymbals sounded in Deng's Fort. On one side of the yard of Yu Hongmei's house, a vermilion coffin containing Deng Hebin's ashes was placed. On top of the coffin was a framed portrait of Deng Hebin. photo. In the photo, Deng Hebin is smiling, looking majestic and wearing camouflage uniform. At first glance, he looks like a handsome guy with military temperament.

Deng Hongying and Zhu Qingyu led the employees of the Border City Security Company to attend the funeral. They sent wreaths and gifts in the name of the company and individuals, of which the company gave 3,000 yuan as the cost of purchasing the coffin.

In border towns, funerals are held according to Tujia customs. Generally, the body of a person who dies outside is not allowed to enter the main room, and the soul must be called. Yu Hongmei and the junior members of the Deng family all wore sackcloth and mourning, and bursts of crying could be heard from time to time.

At the door of the hall, Wu Yinyang was wearing a Taoist hat and holding a whisk in his hand. He was chanting words, singing and dancing. Anyone who knew about it knew that he was summoning the soul of Deng Hebin. In the hall, Deng Hebin's daughter Niu Niu, dressed in plain clothes, knelt on a mat in front of the hall, holding a piece of bamboo in her hand, with a cage of slender paper money at the top.

As the whisk in Wu Yinyang's hand waved rhythmically, the bamboo in Niu Niu's hand flashed rhythmically, and the paper money on it buzzed. Although Niu Niu was already eleven years old, she was supposed to hold up a piece of bamboo and a piece of paper. Carrying the light paper money was no problem, but at this moment she felt the heavy weight, bit her lips and held up the bamboo pieces vigorously.

The people watching the excitement knew that Deng Hebin’s soul had been summoned into the main room and was lurking on the cage of paper money.

Zhu Qingyu was 1.83 meters tall. In order not to put pressure on Wu Yinyang, he stood under a plum tree in the yard outside and watched. At this time, he saw with his own eyes a shadow floating in and clinging to the cage of paper money. This shadow may be the soul of Village Chief Deng.

After the soul-calling ceremony, it is time to chant sutras for salvation and offer sacrifices. The sound of chanting, gongs, cymbals, and crying were intertwined, adding to the sad atmosphere.

Suddenly, a group of people broke in from outside. The person in front was wearing glasses and holding a briefcase in his hand. He looked very polite. The dozen or so men behind were all dressed in black Mao suits, with their heads held high and their chests held high. Zhu Qingyu knew at a glance that they were Lian Jiazi.

Seeing this group of people arriving, Deng Zhishu, who was in charge, quickly took out a cigarette and greeted them: "Ah, it's the director of the funeral parlor, Dai Peng. I'm sorry!" After that, he handed over a cigarette.

"I don't smoke!" Dai Peng blocked it with his hand and said, "You seem to be Party Secretary Deng from Dengjiabao. Please ask Yu Hongmei to come out. We have something to do with her."

"Excuse me, what's the matter? You see, she's very busy on this occasion. It's the same as telling me something." Deng Wanlin said with a smile.

Seeing the smoky atmosphere and the huge crowds of people here, Dai Peng said: "Well, please tell her to pay the cremation fee immediately, otherwise the person responsible for stealing Deng Hebin's urn will be held accountable and all burial activities will be stopped!"

"Okay... okay, I'll call her." Deng Zhishu looked embarrassed and entered the main room worriedly.

Yu Hongmei was crying sadly by the bedside in the back room. Seeing Party Secretary Deng come in, she wiped away her tears and asked, "What's the matter, uncle?"

Deng Wanlin sighed and said, "You didn't listen when I told you not to make such a big fuss. Now, the acting director of the funeral home came with someone and asked you to hand over the cremation fee to him immediately, otherwise he will be held accountable. Responsibility for stealing the urn!”

When Yu Hongmei heard this, she was immediately filled with indignation. She quickly walked outside and shouted loudly: "Who is asking for cremation fees?"

When Dai Peng saw Yu Hongmei coming out, he immediately replied: "It's me! Dai Peng, the director of the border town funeral management office!" After saying that, he shook an opened receipt in his hand and showed his funeral law enforcement certificate. Said: "You quietly stole the urn of Deng Hebin and carried out the burial with great fanfare. How courageous you are! After consulting with your superiors, you only need to pay the cremation fee of 2,000 yuan, and you will be exempted from stealing the urn. Responsibility, otherwise you will be held accountable!”

When Yu Hongmei heard this, her oval-shaped face immediately turned sinister and terrifying, like an angry lioness: "Hahaha! My husband died at the hands of Wang Shirong, and I haven't even tried to fight him yet, but you came to ask for the cremation fee! How about it?" Come with evidence. Who stole the urn? If I can get it, I will pay you. If you can’t get it, please get out of here!"

Dai Peng adjusted his glasses and coughed dryly: "What kind of evidence do you need? Deng Hebin is from your family. Who else would steal it if it wasn't your family?"

"There's no evidence, right? Then I'm going to get busy. You guys can go away!" After saying that, Yu Hongmei went to the back room.

When the people behind Dai Peng saw this, they all shouted and rushed forward, wanting to go into the back room to catch Yu Hongmei.

Wherever they could get in, the people in Dengjiapu suffered a big loss last time and were still angry. Now when they saw someone coming to find trouble again, they all came over and surrounded Dai Peng and his gang.

The men behind Dai Peng pulled out their big swords with a "swish" sound. When Zhu Qingyu saw it, it turned out to be a shadowless sword!

Except for Dai Peng, all the people who came were from the Wuying Gang! Zhu Qingyu was agitated in his heart. He knew the dangers of the Shadowless Knife. If he used his hand, the Deng Family Fort would be filled with blood, and countless people would die! It seems that Party Secretary Deng’s worries are not unnecessary!

"I'll say it again, if you don't hand it over, we will enforce the law. If you resist, we will be punished as resisting the law!" Dai Peng said loudly.

"No, no, no!" the men, women, and children in Dengjiabao roared in unison.

Seeing this, Dai Peng sneered and said, "Then don't blame us for being rude!" After saying that, he waved his hand, and more than a dozen men behind him moved forward with knives, preparing to break into the back room to arrest Yu Hongmei.

At this time, a loud shout came from the door of the courtyard: "Stop!"

I walked around at home and saw a middle-aged man walking in with a few people. When Dai Peng saw it, he was even more frightened and trembling all over. <