Han Feng shivered, not because he was afraid of being followed, but because he had lingering fears about the poisonous nature of Duanhunsan. He recalled that a group of more than a hundred bandits were brought down by the old man with half the money of Duanhunsan.
He had a livid face and a ferocious look, and he felt some twitching in his stomach. You must know that the leader of the group is a late-stage foundation-building monk who claims to be a great monk who has stepped into the golden elixir stage. He has not even lasted ten breaths.
In his heart, the soul-breaking grass means death.
Although he felt uneasy in his heart, he was not slow at all. Although Han Feng's spiritual roots were very poor, he was not slow in getting things during the semester. He knew the layout of the skeleton trap after just one look, which was quite impressive to Wang.
Three steps of approval. Han Feng's hands seemed to be swinging back and forth in an ordinary way, but he had actually taken out two small green skeletons from the storage bag. He then moved his hands forward and cleverly placed the skeletons on the small
In the corner of the alley.
The skeleton trap is similar to a magic circle. Compared with the complexity of the magic circle, traps are much simpler. Usually a few magic weapons can be put together to form a simple trap, but the power is much less. As for Han Feng, this
The skeleton trap does not rely on the power of the trap itself, but relies on the soul-breaking powder, which is different from ordinary traps.
Two dark green skeletons the size of fingernails were floating in an inconspicuous corner of the alley. Han Feng lowered the dose of Duanhun Powder to a very low level, perhaps the lowest he could control. According to his nature, killing was not a matter of course.
It’s a pleasing thing to see, not to mention that the opponent is a stranger to me. Maybe he is following you just because of a misunderstanding. If so, at least give the opponent a chance to explain.
Seeing Han Feng's actions, a disdainful smile appeared on the old man's face. The two of them did not stop and walked slowly towards the north, which was about thirty steps. Suddenly, there was a tiny popping sound behind them.
Then there was the sound of two people falling.
Han Feng turned around hurriedly and saw two men in black lying on the ground. One was stiff, and the other was still breathing, and his body was twitching. Only one of the two skeletons was triggered, and the other was still gently walking in the alley.
Floating, that's why one person was not killed.
Taking three steps and two steps at a time, he came to the man's side, reached out and took off the mask from the face of the man in black. Han Feng's body trembled slightly. This was a face full of childishness, and he looked no older than
He is fifteen years old, slightly younger than himself. There is no spiritual energy dissipating in his body, so he is obviously not a cultivator.
There was a look of despair in the young man's scattered eyes, which was exactly the same look that the woman in Yangping Town gave Han Feng when she left, which made him dare not look at her.
At this time, an old voice came from behind, "How long will he wait if you don't bear fruit?"
Han Feng's body began to shake. Facing a person younger than himself, he really couldn't kill him. Just when he hesitated, the young man struggled and took out a rotten silver metal ball from his arms, only the size of his palm.
With Han Feng's puzzled eyes, he gently pressed an inconspicuous protrusion on the side of the metal ball.
A huge thrust came with lightning speed, throwing Han Feng far away. Countless dots of silver light mixed with sharp cracking sounds were nailed to the wall opposite the alley. The young man's face was cut by a piece of metal.
Fragmented, like a blooming flower.
Han Feng stood up with shame on his face, ignoring the dust on his body, and hurriedly came to the boy's side. Faced with such a tragic situation, he became silent. To his surprise, Wang Sanbu did not behave as usual.
Instead of blaming him, he sighed softly, "Sometimes compassion is also a sin. It cannot bring understanding, cannot resolve hatred, and only leaves deeper confusion. Practitioners are also human beings, and they can die easily. You have to be careful."
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Han Feng silently pocketed the skull, glanced at the young man's body, and followed the old man to the north.
On the way to Changfeng Inn, Han Feng couldn't help but ask: "Old man, why are those two following us?"
Wang Sanbu shook his head and said: "I don't know, maybe it is really a misunderstanding. But since the misunderstanding has occurred, don't hope that an understanding can be reached. You also saw the anger and despair in the young man's eyes." Han Feng nodded,
No more talking.
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Changfeng Inn is not a high-end inn, but it is big enough and spacious enough. It has a lobby that makes Han Feng stunned. Five or six waiters kept letting the guests into the hotel. As the people flowed, Han Feng and Wang San walked away.
Enter the inn.
The old man came to the counter in a familiar manner, booked an ordinary guest room, and then went to the lobby with Han Feng. They found a seat near the window and sat down. A sharp-eyed waiter quickly came up to wipe the table with a sharp mouth.
Li Di asked the two of them what kind of meal they wanted to write. Before Han Feng could say anything, the old man said in an old-fashioned way: "I'm going to vomit after eating two bowls of sunny noodles, but this old man is still interested, even if he is trying to save money, he will not
That's it. Besides, when he was in Yangping Town, he collected a lot of gold and silver from the monks of Sitian Pavilion, which was enough to provide him with fine clothing and food along the way.
The waiter, who was as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood, immediately withered. It was too hard to even say the second sentence, and he walked lazily. I don’t know how long it took for the two bowls of noodles to be served, and the clear soup and watery noodles were the only ones.
There was only a lack of green onion, maybe the waiter deliberately made trouble and teased two guests who were like beggars. Feeling boring, Han Feng also followed the old man's eyes and began to observe the guests eating in the lobby. Unlike ordinary restaurants, eating here is different.
Most of the Keren are quiet, making a lot of eye contact, but don't speak much. Occasionally, a few words are mumbled, as if they are afraid of being overheard by others.
There were a lot of people eating in the lobby, some on the left and one on the right, about fifty or sixty people. Most of these guests were dusty and worn, and they looked like people on the road. Following the old man's gaze, Han Feng's eyes fell.
On a table near the corner. This is a large round table. There are six people sitting at the table. Most of them are around thirty years old. There is only one exception. An old man with silver hair sits with his back to Han Feng.
Like the leader of this group of people.
The group of people ate very cautiously, looking around from time to time, looking a little mysterious. Wang Sanbu asked Han Feng to wait here, and he staggered towards the group of people. When he reached the table, he was not polite.
, he directly pulled up a chair and sat down. This seemingly extremely offensive move did not arouse an excessive reaction from a group of people, and everyone's eyes were focused on the silver-haired old man.
The silver-haired old man said quietly: "I don't know if I'm a friend on that road. I'm sorry for my blindness, but I can give you some advice."
Wang Sanbu said with a smile: "I drink yellow mud water and walk on the loess road. My brother is doing a solitary business. Things have not been going well recently. I want to join you at the table. What do you think?"
The silver-haired old man chuckled and said: "Since you are used to living alone, you may not be able to eat from hundreds of families. As you can see, this table is full and there is no room for your Majesty. Please move."
Seeing that the other party was showing signs of closing the door, Wang Sanbu said unhurriedly: "Since they are all doing dirty work, don't say anything. I have given you some gadgets here, so just treat them as a gift.
Admission fee." As he spoke, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and put it on the table.
The silver-haired old man took the porcelain bottle, opened the cork, lifted his nose and smelled it, his expression suddenly became very serious. He looked at Wang Sanbu carefully for a few more times, then he cupped his hands and said, "It turns out he is a pharmacist. I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but I don't know.
Why are you leaving the customs? As far as I know, now is not a good time to leave the customs. Lengyue Kingdom and Xiliang Kingdom are fighting fiercely. There are heavy troops at the pass and there are some restrictions. It is not easy to get out of the customs.
You are so generous right from the start, so the conditions for joining the partnership must not be simple."
Wang Sanbu shook his head and said: "I'm worrying too much. I just want to get out of the quarantine. The old man is a medicine refining person. This time, a generous goldsmith happened to be in charge of a rare elixir. One of the medicinal materials is only available outside the quarantine.
It is only found in Snow Burial Mountain. It is precisely because it is not easy to get out of the customs now that I want to trouble you to take me out. There are no other conditions."
The silver-haired old man's eyes turned to Han Feng a few times, and he said with a hint of teasing: "Old friend, if it's not difficult to get there just like this, we just have to go north, so we can go together. But your little brother doesn't seem to be able to
Too cautious. How could he expose his storage bag in such a mixed place, for fear that others would not know that he is a practitioner? Now the city is very strict about the investigation of Leng Yue Kingdom, and so far no one has been caught
You're lucky if you get caught. If you're traveling with us, you'd better be cautious."
"Thanks for reminding me, I was careless. I haven't been here for a long time. I didn't expect that the water here has become so deep, and even the monk's identity has to be deliberately hidden." Wang Sanbu said awkwardly.