Who is the winner? How does Shen Fengshu decide? The key is that he still doesn’t know which path Young Master Boozhi belongs to. What should he do if he says it wrong? Don’t just watch Young Master Bouzhi wandering around killing everyone by himself, but Shen Fengshu knows. Killing so many people and not being labeled a witch must have a big background. Can a person with a background be regarded as just like the light or a recluse?
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"I have never practiced cultivation, I don't know!" Shen Fengshu said this subconsciously without offending anyone, and saw the unruly young master's dissatisfied expression.
Well! Even if he is dissatisfied, it is still vivid. Shen Fengshu admits that he cannot resist the charm of the unruly young man. Well, the main reason is that he does not dare. "I heard Senior Brother An say that to practice Taoism is to find the Tao that suits you. Shen Fengshu used a euphemistic way of saying: "If it suits you, others will call it stinky shit, so that's good. If it doesn't suit you, others will praise you."
It's also bad. If you like to deal with people, then just live with the world. If you don't like to deal with people, then live in isolation. How can you let others comment on your own way? To put it bluntly, go your own way and let others talk. !”
The last sentence is specifically aimed at the name and style of the unruly young master. Many old-fashioned people can't stand her clothes, including Senior Brother An Zheng and Ling'an. I think saying this can make her happy and make herself comfortable. point.
Sure enough, when he heard the next sentence, a little light flashed in the handsome eyes of the unruly young man, and it disappeared in an instant: "Then why do you say that I am a high-level person?"
"Because you are willing to ask for advice from me, a mortal." Shen Fengshu said quickly: "The attitude of not being ashamed to ask questions is still higher than those who only look up to the sky."
"Drink tea!" The beautiful young master did not talk about this topic again, but pointed at the almost cold teacup and motioned for Shen Fengshu to drink tea.
Shen Fengshu was still nervous. He just held the teacup and didn't dare to move it at all. When the unruly boy reminded him, he hurriedly picked it up and drank it all. The teacup was not big, so it was just enough for one mouthful.
It's herbal tea, but when you take a sip of the tea, you feel warmth all over your body. It's not the kind of burning discomfort. It lasts for a long time and is very comfortable.
The Fuxi system promptly reminded Shen Fengshu to start charging his spiritual energy. This sip of tea was even more energetic than when Chen Fengshu took two Qi-Building Pills. It was gurgling but not so violent. It was really magical.
Seeing Shen Fengshu's sullen expression, the unruly young master showed a slight smile in his eyes.
"I asked, I drank the tea, let's go!" With a wave of his hand, all the teapots and cups on the table disappeared, as did the teacup in Shen Fengshu's hand.
When he stood up helplessly, the chair he just held disappeared without a trace.
Bang, something flew out of the ground and landed one foot in front of Shen Fengshu's chest. Shen Fengshu took a closer look and saw that it was a small embroidered bag.
"The dead man's Qiankun bag just now can be used to hold things." The unruly young man had already turned around: "I gave it to you."
"Qiankun bag?" Shen Fengshu was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. The other party would definitely not kill him if he gave him something. He quickly asked loudly while the person was still there: "How to use this thing?"
"What does it have to do with me? Figure it out for yourself!" came the impatient voice of the unruly young man.
Confirming that the other party would definitely not kill him, Shen Fengshu let out a long breath and suddenly thought of something. He was about to speak, but held back. Don't add any unnecessary extravagance, or disaster will come from your mouth.
"What do you want to say?" Young Master Unruly, who had already turned his head, seemed to notice that Shen Fengshu was hesitant to speak, so he turned back directly, his beautiful eyes were looking forward to him, and he asked with a smile.
Under the pressure of the strong gaze, Shen Fengshu couldn't hold back after all. He gritted his teeth and warned the beautiful woman in red dress in front of him who attracted him: "Next time you kill someone, don't jump on his head and trample him to death."
Under the puzzled gaze of the beauty in the red dress, Shen Fengshu explained in a deadly manner: "He can see it as soon as he raises his head!"
Shen Fengshu didn't say what he could see, but he believed that Mr. Unruly could understand.
Bang, the chest was hit by an invisible force, and Shen Fengshu was sent flying up, flying more than ten feet away, and fell heavily onto a standard buttock.
By the time Shen Fengshu got up in embarrassment, the red figure had already disappeared without a trace. He was the only one left with eight unconscious guards and a series of giggles.
Although he fell down, it didn't matter. Shen Fengshu himself laughed out loud. Senior Brother An and the monk in the market would be shocked if he could still survive under the hands of the unruly young master after committing a terrible death. It dropped their jaws. They really didn’t expect that a high-ranking fairy would actually ask Shen Fengshu about the difference between a monk and a mortal. Maybe it was because she was troubled by her practice, or maybe it was because of herself. I'm interested in other opinions, but
In any case, there was no killing intention. The guy who intercepted and killed him was really unlucky. Before he could fully explain his intention, he turned into a pool of blood and mud. But Shen Fengshu still couldn't think of when he would do it with that guy. Did you play chess? You made him vomit blood for several liters? Isn't this blackmail?
The porcelain gang among the monks? The guards were all completely unconscious. It was obviously not a physical method, but a monk's technique. Shen Fengshu tried several times, but the guards did not wake up. Fortunately, they were just drowsy and not injured, so they simply fell asleep. Feng Shu just stayed here and waited, thinking about it by the way.
How to use the Qiankun bag? Shen Fengshu was interested in various space magic weapons when he was reading novels on Earth, but he never had the chance to see them. In the academy, Shen Fengshu never saw any Qiankun ring Qiankun bracelets. Now I finally know that there is such a Qiankun bag
The embroidered Qiankun bag in front of me is about the size of an adult’s palm. I don’t know what material it is made of. It is soft and not heavy to carry. I don’t know if there is anything in it. But it is easy to carry. It can be hung on the belt or stuffed in it. Chest and even sleeves
Anywhere is fine.
The pattern is a golden cloud and dragon pattern, which looks luxurious at first glance. The mouth of the bag is tied with a golden string, which looks very strong. Can it be untied directly for use?
While he was thinking about it, Shen Fengshu suddenly stopped and sighed, with a speechless look on his face.
"Hehehe!" A burst of sinister laughter came from behind Shen Fengshu: "It seems that my elder brother's Qiankun Bag fell into your hands."
Shen Fengshu turned around and saw a big man with a face full of vultures. His eyes were fixed on the Qiankun bag in Shen Fengshu's hand, with a proud smile on his face: "Since it belongs to my eldest brother, It would be better for Mr. Shen to come back."
He said he wanted to get his brother's things back, but the happy smile on the big man's face was like that of a freed prisoner who had just been released from prison, and he couldn't seem to care about the scholar at all. In fact, all his attention was on the Qiankun Bag, and he never asked where the scholar had gone. Maybe he didn't need to ask at all, because all the Qiankun Bags he carried with him were in the hands of others. Who could think of the owner of the Qiankun Bag? And know what it is
ending.
"Why don't you speak?" Seeing that Shen Fengshu remained silent, the Yin Vulture man smiled very happily: "Do you still hope that the young master will come back to save you? Stop dreaming, I watched the unruly young master fly away from a distance." "My eldest brother is so lucky, he actually bumped into the unruly young man." Perhaps because he understood that he was completely free, the Yin Vulture man was very free at the moment and talked a lot: "Hahahaha, yes, of course the unruly young man will watch. Not big brother
This little bit of wealth should make me prosperous."
"Originally I was only responsible for collecting corpses, but I didn't expect that there would be a chance to make a fortune." As he spoke, the Yin Vulture man turned the topic back to Shen Fengshu: "Mr. Shen, bring the things over here, don't make them dirty. "
"How to use this thing?" Shen Fengshu didn't care what this guy was thinking, but asked an irrelevant question. Unexpectedly, Shen Fengshu had such a reaction, the Yin Vulture man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled. Appeared in the corner of his mouth: "Simple, if you have cultivated spiritual consciousness, just use divine consciousness to imprint it. If not, then use spiritual energy to refine and control it. A mortal like you
The simplest thing for a person is to confess his master by shedding blood."
"Is it that simple?" Shen Fengshu asked. "It is very simple." The Yin Vulture man replied without hesitation: "But you have to bear the backlash of the treasure. As long as you can bear it, you can use it. If you can't bear it, then... You can only die. Believe me, Mr. Shen, you don’t want to try that kind of backlash.
Tasty."
"That's right, I really want to try it." Shen Fengshu lowered his head and looked at the exquisite Qiankun bag up and down, eager to try it. "That's almost it." The big man Yin Vulture chuckled twice and walked forward: " For the sake of Mr. Shen helping me keep the Qiankun Bag, I will leave you with a complete body and find you a Feng Shui treasure to bury you in. Don’t worry, I will bury you with these guards.
Together, we won't be lonely on the road to hell. We will be waiting for you all the way." Seeing Shen Fengshu just looking at him walking over, stunned, the Yin Vulture man felt that today's weather is really good, the sun is shining Brilliant, all the years of being enslaved by that damn guy were gone. He was dead, he
Everything belongs to me, today is indeed a good day!
"Alas!" Shen Fengshu suddenly sighed.
"Why does Mr. Shen sigh so much?" Yin Vulture asked the big man in unison, standing in front of Shen Fengshu: "It is said that Mr. Shen has unparalleled poetic talent. Could it be that he wants to recite a poem?"
"I just don't understand." Shen Fengshu looked at the big man close at hand, with a dumbfounded expression on his face: "Why do you all think that I should be a helpless person who can be slaughtered by others? Where are the scholars?"
"Isn't it?" The Yin Vulture man was startled, and then he burst into laughter. He was leaning forward and backward with laughter, almost unable to stand, and directly grabbed Shen Fengshu's shoulder with one hand, trying to steady his body.
Shen Fengshu raised his left hand to hold the big man's hand, clenched his fist with his right hand, and punched out like lightning, hitting the big man's throat. There was a slight click, and the big man opposite had only time to widen his eyes. There was an incredible expression on his face. He couldn't even lift his hands to cover his throat. His legs went weak and he fell to his knees. Then he lay on his back with a bang and mouthed.
There was a streak of blood in his heart, and he closed his eyes.
"Of course not!" Shen Fengshu turned his wrist with satisfaction. The enhanced nerve response speed made his punching speed twice as fast, and he broke the guy's cervical spine with one punch.
This is the first time Shen Fengshu takes action after various enhancements. It’s so cool!
You are a monk and you are powerful, but even if you have the power to reach heaven, can you block my punch? After feeling it, he raised the Qiankun Bag and shouted to the sky: "Thank you! I know how to use it. !”