The Magnificent Son-in-law Chapter 1038 - 1008: Hoofbeats

In the eyes of everyone, Gu Shi's chest seed to turn into a swamp, and the golden sphere slowly descended, sinking deeper and deeper until it disappeared within.

At this mont, the panic in Gu Shi's eyes gradually cald, and he stopped making any sound.

It slowly closed its eyes and did not open them again for a long ti.

Gong Kaishan opened his mouth, but before he could speak, a series of "yi yi ya ya" sounds echoed.

The sound was elusive, making it hard to determine where it was coming from.

Looking at the people around, they were glancing all around as if they had also heard the strange sound.

"Did you hear it too?"

"What sound is this?"

"Could it be Gu Shi causing trouble again?"

Just as they were guessing wildly, Hui Yi said, "It's chanting."

The martial monks behind him nodded, agreeing with this explanation.

Those who knew what was inscribed on the golden sphere looked enlightened, but were still unclear why they heard chanting.

Xiao Feng did not dwell on why the chanting appeared, but was thinking about another issue.

That is—why leave two golden spheres?

If the old abbot's foresight handed the golden sphere to Hua Ling to deal with Gu Shi, what about the other sphere that didn't play a role, how to explain it?

Shaking his head, Xiao Feng decided not to think about it for now. Regardless of any special intent, safeguarding the golden sphere couldn't be wrong.

"The wind is rising again." Du Qingyue lowered her eyes, her tone devoid of much joy.

Unlike the previous raging wind, the current wind was not strong, but damp and cold, making people instinctively tighten their clothes.

"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Six crisp sounds appeared.

Xiao Feng and the others looked towards the source of the sound, seeing the six Soul-Sealing Nails on Gu Shi's body, which already showed obvious cracks.

Everyone beca tense, although it seed unlikely Gu Shi could sit up again, but what if?

Monts later, the sound of "da da da da" ca from above.

This was a characteristic of the color steel canopy, where the sound inside would beco loud once it rained.

None present spoke first.

A hundred years ago, Gu Shi was buried, and Jiangcheng rained.

A hundred years later, Gu Shi's life force ended, and Jiangcheng rained again.

The difference is, a hundred years ago it was a storm, whereas a hundred years later it was much gentler.

Who knows if there's divine will in this coincidence, but it inevitably leads to speculation...

Unsure how long passed, Xiao Feng stepped forward, walked around the scene, then stopped in front of Hua Ling and said, "Your people, three dead, ten seriously injured, minor injuries not counted."

"And your people?" Hua Ling replied.

"Except for , everyone is injured."

Li Ying took out her phone and said, "I'll call people to wrap it up."

Wrapping up is a nicer way to put it.

Frankly, it ans sending people to clean up the dead and taking the injured to the hospital for treatnt.

"Everyone take a rest here; cars will co to take us back later." Hua Ling instructed, handing the golden sphere to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng didn't hesitate, taking it and walking towards Gu Shi.

This ti, the temperature of the golden sphere remained unchanged, still warm.

"Boss, let do it." Old Ha astutely rushed over, spat twice on his hands, then flipped Gu Shi's body over.

Under Gu Shi, the golden sphere lay quietly, showing no significant changes.

Old Ha picked up the golden sphere and respectfully handed it to his boss.

"Luckily we live in a ti of peace; during warti, Old Ha would be a typical brownnoser." Aspergillus oryzae mocked.

The crowd erupted in laughter.

Old Ha turned angry on the spot, "Aspergillus oryzae, you can insult , but insulting our boss will never be tolerated."

"Stop slandering , when did I insult the boss?"

"Calling a brownnoser is an insult to the boss, isn't it?"

Xiao Feng said irritably, "Aren't you two tired?"

Old Ha and Aspergillus oryzae quickly shut their mouths, not daring to continue quarreling.

But while their mouths were at peace, their eyes continued to spar.

Just then, Xiao Feng suddenly looked towards the door.

Just now, he seed to hear a series of rapid sounds from outside the door, but the rain on the color steel roof was too loud, making him unsure what the sound was.

Soon after, the sound grew closer and closer.

"Clippity-clop!"

Xiao Feng frowned; this sound was familiar, as mules, donkey carts, and horse hooves could all produce similar sounds.

But judging by the rhythm and density, it's most likely horse hooves.

"Did anyone hear any sounds?" Du Qingyue asked.

The room fell silent, listening attentively.

"Isn't it just the sound of rain on the canopy?" Gong Kaishan said.

"No!" Li Ying walked a few steps towards the door, frowning, "There's another sound outside the door."

Seeing her speak with such conviction, not as a joke.

Everyone stood up, gathering towards the doorway.

"Clippity-clop!"

The sound was clearer.

Soone casually said, "This is the sound of donkey carts from our hotown; maybe soone is driving near here and hurrying due to the rain."

"Who drives donkey carts late at night around here?" soone rebutted.

"Then how do you explain it?"

As they spoke, the sound beca clear.

"Whinny!"

No more guessing was needed; from this sound, it was clearly made by horses.

Everyone exchanged glances. How could anyone be riding horses in such a desolate place late at night?

"Clip... clop, clip... clop."

The rhythm of the hooves slowed, still heading this way.

No words needed, everyone imdiately beca alert, hiding alongside the door, backs against the color steel board.

Xiao Feng stood unmoving at the doorway. What is ant to co will co; let's see what kind of figure arrives next.

After a while, a silhouette of a rider appeared in the rain.

As it ca closer, Xiao Feng saw the rider was an old man with white hair.

The old man had a black cloth over his eyes, right hand gripping reins, left hand holding a bamboo stick—he might look like a reclusive hero in ancient attire.

Upon reaching the doorway, the old man tightened the reins, and the horse beneath halted.

Xiao Feng did not speak, a faint smile barely observable on his lips, but his vigilance rose sharply.

Unless by coincidence, anyone daring to appear must possess so leverage.

And it's clear with so thought, the odds of coincidence are minuscule.

"I am Fu Yongnan, here tonight to claim everyone's heads."

The old man's voice was not loud, yet it shocked Xiao Feng and Du Qingyue!

Fu Yongnan... wasn't he already dead?