Three hundred and ninetieth eight chapters go all the way, kill all the way
Feeling the strange gaze behind him, Feng Bingwen's scalp felt numb, like a gleam on his back. He didn't need to guess, he knew what his grandma was thinking at this time. After all, the old man only had one request now.
Get a wife and have children!
Although he is now a cultivator and has at least a thousand years of life, there is no need to worry about this matter.
But that is for practitioners. Not to mention that Feng Bingwen himself has not corrected his mentality as an immortal, and the elderly in his family are even more so.
Decades of thinking inertia is not easy to correct, and in this regard, the concept of immortality is not necessarily correct, at least for the Feng family, which is now a single family, it is not so correct.
Feng Bingwen naturally knows how troublesome this matter is, and it will not even weaken as his strength increases unless he can find a Taoist companion who satisfies himself and his family in a short period of time.
"Wen'er, come here, I want to tell you something!"
Finally, the old man looked at Feng Bingwen and saw the two ridiculously beautiful little flower essences hanging on his body, but he still couldn't bear it.
"What happened?"
Feng Bingwen was so busy reminiscing with his two little flower spirits that he ignored the old man's gaze and followed the old man to the side helplessly.
Of course, no one dared to eavesdrop on the strange and weird spirits around. The old man may be dim-sighted, but their master is not that easy to bully.
Even creatures with weak brains will have their respect for the strong engraved deep in their bodies and souls, not to mention these strange spirits who have opened up their spiritual intelligence. None of them are stupid.
Many of them even acquired certain literacy skills through self-study or oral instruction. Some of them were particularly diligent and hard-working, and their knowledge was enough to take part in the Daqian imperial examination.
Of course, whether you can pass the exam is another matter.
"Wen'er!"
"Well, grandma, tell me."
"It's not that grandma wants to care about you. I also like those two little guys, but they are too young!"
The old man thought about it, thinking about how to persuade his grandson not to do something impossible.
Although she couldn't handle this matter based on her decades of life experience. After all, it was beyond her knowledge, but she had to give some advice.
It was really unimaginable to see her seven-foot-long grandson hanging out with those two little guys who were not even as tall as her grandson. It was inappropriate no matter how you looked at it.
"I just think of them as... well, children!"
Feng Bingwen couldn't help but feel worried from the old man's words, but he had to explain it, and he thought carefully when he spoke.
For him now, what is the positioning of these two little flower spirits? What can they fulfill? No matter which way you look at these little flower spirits, only their appearance can be used to beat them. In other places,
It's really impossible to watch.
"I still have some status in the sect now. Sometimes when I attend some occasions, I also need some little guys to support me. If I accept the little goblins halfway, I don't worry. I have raised these two little guys since they were young.
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"So that's it!"
So that's it. The old man nodded as if he understood. Although she is now extraordinary and no longer a mortal, she basically has not had much contact with the spiritual world - Daqian is indeed very strict in controlling this aspect.
This means that the old man cannot be said to know anything about spiritual practice. He almost has a black eye and knows nothing.
But this does not prevent the old man from extracting the essence from his grandson's words and having a certain status. This means that her grandson is not weak even among the immortals. Not only does he not need to listen to others, he can also command others.
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Although they don't know the specific situation at all, these are enough to make the old people happy. Nothing makes these old guys who have calmed down more happy than hearing about their childhood success.
"So you don't have to worry about that!"
Feng Bingwen comforted the old man. The two little flower spirits he raised were indeed cute and cute, and their bodies were exquisite and flawless. However, with their small bodies, it was really difficult for him to have any evil thoughts.
"Just be sensible!"
Although he still wanted to give a few more warnings about this matter, he also knew that repeating such things was too nagging, so the old man just gave one last warning and left it at that!
Finally, Feng Bingwen settled down at home. When he began to sort out the strange spirits in his home, he did not forget to chat with the old man who had been alone for a long time.
As for the two saints following him, Feng Bingwen didn't care about them at all. He just wanted to do whatever he wanted. After all, when he reached that state, he wouldn't die of hunger, the wind wouldn't blow him, and the rain wouldn't blow him.
In the process, Feng Bingwen took away the white jade capital that he had left above Wolong Lake. He had no ability before, so he took it with him, threw it there, and arranged it into a simple
place of inheritance.
But now, he can't be said to have returned to his hometown in glory. It can be regarded as a return to his hometown in glory. It would be better to put away the things that would bring him hidden dangers as soon as possible.
Of course, Feng Bingwen was not only busy cleaning up his family and personal matters, he also got to know Fengjia Village, which had become a township, and soon found out the root cause of the changes.
The source of everything was the group of geese that had been purified by his fairy spirit. When he first started doing this thankless job, he was counting on the goose eggs laid by these geese to improve the physical condition of the elderly at home.
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But Feng Bingwen ignored one thing. One or two people alone could hardly eat the goose eggs laid by a flock of geese, not to mention that the old people in his family had originally lived in poverty and had raised them long ago.
The good habit of thrift and thrift.
Before Feng Bingwen left home, his grandmother sold some of the uneaten goose eggs, which did not cause much trouble at first.
But when Feng Bingwen left home, the impact of those goose eggs finally erupted.
Donghua Continent is dominated by Shinto. If Shinto is prosperous, Immortal Dao will inevitably be suppressed. Compared with other continents, the Immortal Dao Sect can be called a big cat or a kitten two or three times, and it is basically insignificant.
Under the suppression of Shinto, practitioners of the human martial arts system were basically unaffected. After all, there was no conflict of interest between the two parties. The heavenly materials and earthly treasures needed by warriors were of no use to the gods of Shinto who did not even have physical bodies.
This is the general situation of Donghua Continent. Daqian only occupies a corner of it. The same is true for the domestic practice circles, which are dominated by Shinto and Martial Arts.
The batch of goose eggs sold by the Feng family is as useful to warriors as a weakened genius treasure.
Although it is not as good as the thousands of years old ginseng, the quantity is there, not to mention that it can be used as food. It has been accumulated over many years and has a beneficial effect on the cultivation of warriors. It is simply indescribable.
Then, the goose eggs sold by his grandmother became very popular. Because of the special effects, the price also increased, and soon reached a price that matched or exceeded the effects.
Of course, in this process, some people will inevitably have some bad thoughts, and it is not that no one has had evil thoughts about the Feng family's group of geese.
But those who dare to put their thoughts into practice will end up either being thrown into Wolong Lake to feed the fish, or buried under the vegetation outside the mountains and made into fertilizer.
Although Jingguai Ling, who received Feng Bingwen's education, has a good nature, he cannot be bullied by others, let alone that he has given orders.
Therefore, in just a few years, the goose eggs produced by the geese raised by his grandmother became a hot commodity, with a high reputation in a certain area. Every time they were sold, they could trigger a rush.
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"One goose egg, one hundred gold baht!"
Knowing the price of the eggs laid by those big geese, Feng Bingwen also felt a little funny.
"Those guys are really good at picking up bargains!"
Today's Feng Bingwen naturally has no interest in gold and silver. Although he does not regard money as garbage, it is not much different. He has no need for these.
As for the current situation, he doesn't intend to change anything. Since the old man is willing to sell, let her sell it, as long as she is happy.
As for the old man's current physique, it cannot be strengthened by the eggs laid by a few geese that are no different from those that have become sperms. The main reason is because of the fairy energy he has passed through before, and now he has developed it.
With the immortal energy, the effect on physical improvement will definitely be greater than before.
"Grandma, I plan to go see my grandpa!"
After living at home for nearly ten days, Feng Bingwen finally couldn't hold himself back. His grandma's life basically had no problems, except that she was a little lonely.
As for safety, there is no need to worry. Although he will take away a group of spirits in the mansion this time, he still leaves behind a few little guys who are too lazy to move, but are enough to fulfill the duties of looking after the house.
And not only these spirits, Feng Bingwen also discovered the work of the local government. They actually arranged people to purchase goose eggs, and there were also some warriors who were not weak - of course, relatively speaking, their responsibilities seemed to be
It's to protect his home.
"That old guy, you might as well go and see him, but I don't know how he is doing now!"
Seeing that his grandson was leaving, the old man felt a little reluctant, but after hearing about the person he was looking for, the old man still chose to agree.
"Should have a good life!"
Feng Bingwen murmured in his heart that he had said hello to the emperor of Daqian before leaving. Although thinking about it carefully, he was a bit bullying at that time, but he didn't really do anything.
"By the way, do you know where that old guy is now?"
"Shouldn't it be in Kyoto?"
Feng Bingwen asked with some surprise.
"If you go to the capital, I'm afraid your trip will be in vain. I heard someone said that the emperor arranged a very torturous job for your grandfather, asking him to be a kind of supervisory envoy, inspecting officials from all over the country, and killing them first and then reporting them.
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"What?"
Hearing such news, even Feng Bingwen was in a daze for a moment. This was all nothing. This was not what he told the emperor before leaving.
"I don't know the specific news. I only know a few words now. I always ask someone to help me read the letters written by that old guy!"
The old man smiled sheepishly. She still hadn't figured out many things, even though her mind was clearer now than when she was the youngest.
"Behead first and tell later. If the old man uses it, it won't be difficult to find him!"
Feng Bingwen pinched his eyebrows and couldn't help but murmur in his heart, but he didn't say anything more. After comforting his old man, under the watchful eyes of his grandma, he climbed into the sky and went to find the old man.
The process of finding the old man is not difficult. After all, they are direct blood relatives. With this blood relationship, as long as Feng Bingwen is willing, he can find all the blood relatives related to him, not a single one of them will be left behind.
It happened to be noon when Feng Bingwen found his old man. In his impression, although this old man was old-fashioned and stern, he was still somewhat kind. He was wearing a crimson official robe and sitting on a high platform.
He threw down the token in his hand with a cold expression!
Amidst the cheers of the people around the high platform, a snow-white guillotine fell, and along with the gush of blood, a big head fell down and rolled several times on the ground.
Supervise the execution!
This is what Feng Bingwen was doing when he found his old man. From the cheers and curses of the people, Feng Bingwen soon knew that the person who was struck by the guillotine was not a market scoundrel, but happened to be a rogue.
The top governing official of that small county town.
The local county magistrate!
In a feudal dynasty where transportation information transmission was relatively backward, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the county magistrate, who had the highest governing power in a place, was a local emperor, but now he has been kicked off by his old man, and it seems that he has not been reported.
"Long live Master Qingtian!"
"This dog officer is finally dead!"
"Good kill!"
Listening to the cheers of the people, Feng Bingwen did not show up, but silently collected all the news related to his old man, and then he became even more silent.
His old man has been working as an inspector for more than half a year. For an inspection official with various privileges, this time is a bit too long.
What's even more outrageous is that his old man perfectly fulfilled all the rights he had as an inspector, walking and killing wherever he went.
Wherever Feng Qingtian went, corrupt officials were frightened by the news, and the people clapped their hands and applauded. They were looking forward to this inspector who showed no mercy to corrupt officials and would use the guillotine at every turn.
"This dog emperor dared to arrange for my grandfather to do such an errand, and he did it for such a long time!"
The more he learned, the uglier Feng Bingwen's face became. From what he heard, he knew that his old man might have made countless enemies now.
With such a wanton killing method, I don't know how many people hated him. Of course, the officials who were targeted by him probably had trouble sleeping all night long.