For most of the time he came here, Yi Feng, who had no interest in developing a begging career, had to go to the moat to fish for food at least five days out of seven, otherwise he would starve.
Shengjing is the capital of the empire, and the empire has been strong for countless years. There has been no war outside the city for hundreds of years. Therefore, the mud in the moat has not been cleared for a long time, and the water level appears to be very low.
However, there are many fish in the water of the moat. They swim with their backs exposed and are easy to catch.
In the past, he could catch two unknown fish in half an hour at most, but today Yi Feng seemed to be very unlucky. He didn't catch a small fish three and a half inches long until it was completely dark.
"Crack..."
Carrying a sharpened wooden stick, Yi Feng was staring intently at the river when he heard the sound of the city gate closing.
The city gate was right behind him. Yi Feng quickly threw away the wooden stick and ran over. At this time, the city gate was not completely closed. He shouted loudly as he ran: "Master, wait, Master, wait..."
"Haha... Go to hell, you stinky beggar!"
"Be careful of being bitten by a bad wolf at night!"
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On the top of the city, the soldiers cursed. When Yi Feng ran to the city gate, the city gate had been tightly closed.
"Grandson, open the door for your grandpa!" Yi Feng was at the foot of the city wall, stamping his feet angrily and cursing.
"Stinky beggar, who do you think you are? Go and die as far away as you can. Don't die at the gate of the city, lest the gentlemen have to collect your body the next day! Bah!" curses came and went from the top of the city.
"Fuck you, uncle, I will kill you all sooner or later!" Yi Feng could only point to the sky and curse again.
Winter is approaching and the wind is blowing. If you stay outside the city for a night, your body may be found in the wilderness the next day and become a meal for evil wolves.
He was hungry, but he had to feed the wolf. Yi Feng was angry and worried. His clothes were so thin and his hands were powerless. How miserable this night would be.
With no choice but to leave the city gate angrily, Yi Feng walked along the official road in front of the city gate. Five miles away, there was a Ming Ming Temple that had not been occupied for many years. Although it was very simple, it was
But it can also withstand the wind and cold.
Holding the fish that was still bleeding from the wound, Yi Feng ran all the way even though his body was empty. In his ears, there was not only the roar of the cold wind, but also the howl of the wolf in the distance. It was most urgent to rush to the Ming Ming Temple.
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As he walked quickly, the small silver sword on his chest that brought him to this world swayed constantly with the ups and downs of his figure. In the dark night, the faint light emitted by the small sword still gave him some light.
sense of security.
If Yi Feng is in a bad mood here, he will always comfort himself: "This little sword brought me here, it will definitely not let me decline forever, and I will definitely have a prosperous day..."
It was precisely with this method of self-comfort that he persisted for so many days. Fortunately, he had no father, no mother, and no relatives in his previous life. When he traveled to this world, he had no worries. The only regret was that he had no parents or relatives in his previous life.
Yes, he can no longer steal the vegetables that others have worked so hard to cultivate, and the pleasure of stealing vegetables will always be deep in his memory.
Click...
Just halfway through the journey, no one knew how far ahead, a thunderous explosion suddenly spread far and wide. Yi Feng raised his head, and another dazzling light flashed in the sky, like lightning, and he was extremely puzzled.
I thought: "It's really different here. It's almost winter and there will be thunder."
The closer he got to the Ming Ming Temple, the clearer the sound became, and even the wind became stronger and more powerful. But the more this happened, the more Yi Feng felt that the weather was going to change. Out of fear of the cold, he ignored the thunder and strong wind at all.
, with his head dazed, he rushed towards the direction of Bei Ming Temple.
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