usatvline Chapter 330 Listening to Thunder
Chapter 330 Listening to Thunder
When Cheng Feng drove Huo Xiuxiu back to the villa, Chen Wenjin and the others were all dealing with daily chores.
After parking the car in the open space inside the courtyard, Cheng Feng and Huo Xiuxiu got out of the car together.
"Brother-in-law, this place is like a paradise! The villa is huge!"
Huo Xiuxiu grew up in the capital and also experienced the difficult years of the Huo family.
Although their lives improved day by day with the reform and opening up, Huo Xiuxiu really didn't enjoy any particularly luxurious life.
"Golmud is not like Beijing; it's all wasteland here. Don't be fooled by the large area of my villa."
In terms of value, it can't compare to the courtyard house near your house.
The Huo family's old residence is not far from the Prince's Mansion. If you don't have a certain amount of wealth in the Prince's Mansion in another ten years or so, it would be a sin not to even think about it.
"Uncle, you're too modest. Ten courtyard houses can't compare to your place!"
Huo Ling underestimated the future real estate boom; the prices would be so high that even unscrupulous businessmen would weep.
Cheng Feng, as the uncle, took the initiative to help his niece with her luggage, and then led Huo Xiuxiu towards the villa.
Upon opening the door, the scene inside the villa once again shocked Huo Xiuxiu.
After changing my shoes in the entryway, the first thing I saw upon entering the living room was a huge white wolf king with its head held high and howling.
Beneath it is an artificial viewing rock covered with green plants; from another angle, the wolf king appears to be standing atop a mountain.
Not far behind the White Wolf King, a colossal python with a body entirely of emerald green coiled around the wall.
The deliberately carved indentations in the wall completely enclosed the giant blue-scaled python, leaving only its ferocious head facing the direction of the wolf king.
Further on, there were also a huge red lizard lying in a low enclosure, a complete skeleton of a small dinosaur, and a black and white striped dragon that was five or six meters long...
"Uncle, what are these?"
Huo Xiuxiu slowed her pace, the short distance making her dizzy with the sights.
These days, there aren't many people who know how to appreciate things, so it's rare to find someone who's truly impressed by his collection, so we should cherish it.
"I killed this white wolf king while exploring the ruins of the Demon Kingdom. In the Demon Kingdom's culture, it is called Crystal Free Mountain."
He is one of the guardian deities of the Demon Kingdom.
That giant blue-scaled python was something your aunt and I encountered when we were at the Tomb of King Xian in the Insect Valley of Yunnan.
We were ambushed as we were leaving.
The black and white one is called the Striped Dragon; we also encountered it in the Demon Kingdom. There were two of them at the time.
It's a pity I ruined its appearance so badly, otherwise I could have given it a better look...
Once the two were seated on the sofa in the living room, Cheng Feng lit a cigarette with satisfaction.
It feels great to share (show off) your collection, especially when the person in question seems quite ignorant.
“Uncle, it must have been very dangerous for you when you encountered those monsters. Even though the white wolf king is dead, I still feel uneasy.”
"These are all child's play. Compared to the truly terrifying things, they are not even ants."
Recalling the Flesh-Groove Tai Sui that caused him to lose his Zhanlu Sword, and the Great Black Heaven Thunder Mountain that forced him to switch consciousnesses and kill using Ah Xiang's body,
The snake mother and her swarm from the Snake Swamp Demon Realm—any one of them could easily wipe out Cheng Feng's entire elite force.
"Uncle, before my aunt and uncle come back, could you tell me about it? I'm very curious about your and my aunt's past experiences!"
Huo Xiuxiu blinked her big eyes, which were full of pleading.
Cheng Feng didn't hold back, starting with his trip to the Insect Valley: the conflict at Zhelong Village, the poisonous fog of the Insect Valley, the blood-red coffin in the banyan tree, and so on.
The pregnant woman floating in the pool, and the Huo's Immortal Worm that was only killed with the help of the Snake Mother.
Cheng Feng's turbulent experience quickly drew Huo Xiuxiu in, and she became tense whenever Cheng Feng reached a crucial point.
He was overjoyed to hear that the three had safely escaped danger.
Just as Cheng Feng was recounting how they arrived at the main tomb chamber and discovered that the King had actually bricked up his queen to guard the entrance, the main gate was opened.
"Master, I heard you brought back a pretty young girl. Where is she? Let me see how pretty she is."
Huo Ling's words rang out in the living room. Huo Xiuxiu, who was already feeling down because Cheng Feng had suddenly stopped updating, turned her head to look.
When Huo Ling's face, exactly the same as the one in her memory, came into view, Huo Xiuxiu instantly put aside that feeling of heartache.
"aunt!"
Huo Xiuxiu stood up and called out to Huo Ling with an excited expression.
The three goddesses were taken aback and looked at Huo Ling, who was originally about to shout that she would tear the little bitch apart.
At this moment, Huo Ling's expression froze, and then a look of great surprise appeared in her eyes.
"Oh, it's Xiao Xiuxiu! It's been so long! You've grown into a beautiful young lady. Let Auntie give you a hug! I've missed you so much!"
She quickly approached and hugged Huo Xiuxiu tightly.
"Auntie, I miss you so much!"
After hugging her for a while, Huo Ling reluctantly let go of her sweet-smelling niece.
"Xiuxiu, it's been a long time. I'm your Aunt Wenjin. I held you when you were just a month old."
At this moment, Chen Wenjin arrived with a smile and spoke.
"Aunt Wenjin!"
Huo Xiuxiu looked at the familiar face before her. Although she had never seen him in person, she had seen Chen Wenjin's photo in her grandmother's study.
It was a photo of her and her aunt.
Seeing them in person now, they look exactly the same as in the photos, as if time has stood still for them.
"This beautiful woman is named Chen Wenjin, and she is your uncle's confidante."
Huo Ling put her arm around Yang Xueli's shoulder and introduced Huo Xiuxiu.
Hello, Aunt Yang!
Yang Xueli said gently, "Hello Xiuxiu, don't be shy here. Just tell us if there's anything you'd like to do or eat."
"Okay, Aunt Yang, thank you for your help these past few days!"
Huo Xiuxiu smiled sweetly, and her carefree personality won the hearts of the girls.
After chatting about everyday things, Huo Ling and the other two women helped Huo Xiuxiu decorate the room, while Cheng Feng went back to his study.
After drawing the curtains to block out the sun, she opened her boundless demonic eyes in the darkness.
At this moment, the evil object stored in the meteorite jade did not make any unusual movements. After careful observation, it withdrew its consciousness only after confirming that the meteorite jade needle inside the corpse was not damaged.
"This thing is like a time bomb; it's best to get rid of it as soon as possible."
Thinking to himself, Cheng Feng walked out of the room, went downstairs to the living room, and picked up the phone.
I pressed a number, and the other end answered very quickly.
"Tell Hei Xiazi and Zhang Qiling to come to my place tomorrow and tell them I need to see them."
As soon as Cheng Feng finished speaking, the other side accepted the order without hesitation.
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Feng sat on the sofa, drinking tea and recalling the information about Lei City from his memory.
A mysterious power is hidden within the thunder of this world; some people, by chance, have heard the messages conveyed by the thunder.
Some people followed the guidance of the thunder and avoided death, while others found treasure. Eventually, these people spontaneously formed a sect.
They chased after the thunder, constantly drawing guidance from the heavens within it.
By a stroke of luck, some people who could hear thunder found the oldest organization—the one that possessed the divine thunder-listening artifact.
The King of the South Sea also popularized the method of listening to thunder.