Chapter 666: Worthy of a Famous Sword
Feng Lin smiled and knocked on the living room door.
"Come in."
An old man's voice came from inside.
Feng Lin opened the door and said hello, "Master."
On the sofa, sitting an old man wearing reading glasses.
His gray hair is very lush.
It can also be styled into a side parting, giving people a very elegant look.
This is exactly what happened.
He is full of knowledge, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
My father’s musical attainments were learned from the village chief.
The living room is filled with calligraphy and paintings.
The village’s New Year’s couplets are all handwritten by the village chief.
"Shouldn't you knock on the door first when you come to my house?"
Feng Jedi showed a slight smile.
"Master, shouldn't you ask first why I appear here?"
Feng Lin sat on the old sofa.
The uncle is so strong, yet so afraid of the village chief.
Even if Feng Lin is a fool, he can guess it.
He is not a simple man.
Obviously, he should have known about what happened over there.
Feng Juedi smiled and said, "Because I already know why you appear here."
"It seems that I have brought trouble to the village."
Feng Lin held the back of his head and leaned on the sofa.
"Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves."
Feng Juedi smiled at Feng Lin and said, "No one will blame you wrongly. We are very open-minded."
"Master, I know you are educated, so let's talk some common sayings."
Feng Lin smiled sarcastically.
"Okay, what are your plans for this Dragon Palace?"
Feng Juedi looked at the TV and asked.
"I listen to you." Feng Lin looked at Feng Juedi with a smile.
"Kindness is worthless if it has no bottom line. Kindness must be measured and it is a priceless treasure."
Feng Juedi’s bland explanation.
"I understand, no wonder those scumbag girls like to bully us honest people, because our kindness has no bottom line."
Feng Lin smiled and nodded.
He could tell that although my words were plain, they contained murderous intent.
The people of Dragon Palace have obviously reached the bottom line by threatening themselves in this way.
In Feng Lin's opinion, Feng Jedi can be summed up in one word.
kill!
Feng Lin sighed, he was indeed the life mentor in the village, he could kill people so elegantly.
"You can still be deceived by a scumbag? It's impossible, right?" Feng Jue asked with a smile.
"How is it impossible?"
"Because you have something that many people don't have. Do you know what is the cheapest in a relationship?"
Feng Jue explained with a smile, "The gentleness of accomplishing nothing, the sincerity of being impoverished."
"Master, let's talk normally."
Feng Lin looked a little embarrassed.
Every time he comes back for the New Year, the people in the village must listen to Feng Jedi's teachings.
However, the only ones in the village who dared to talk to the village chief like this were Feng Chen and Feng Lin.
Other people in the village listen to the village chief's teachings, regardless of whether they understand them or not.
I will definitely nod my head and say, "You are right."
Otherwise, the uncle will definitely teach them a lesson.
"Haha, what did you say?"
Feng Juedi chuckled and glanced at Feng Lin.
"For example, if you and my uncle are so strong, why do you live in seclusion here and farm?"
Feng Lin grew up here, and he had never discovered that there was such a master in the village.
"It can't be regarded as living in seclusion. Our ancestors have been farming in the Central Plains for generations."
Feng Juedi smiled lightly and said, "Have you forgotten? We Yanhuang people like to farm."
"Well said."
Feng Lin smiled and nodded, "Since you are here this time, please help me think of a name. I am going to establish an organization."
The calligraphy on the Dead Night Mask was written by Feng Juedi.
Take time to let him design an organizational pattern.
"What organization?" Feng Juedi asked.
"Either good or evil, not bound by all things."
Although Feng Lin's Death Night remains famous, everyone knows that it belongs to the country.
There are naturally many benefits to belonging to the country.
But there are also disadvantages, that is, things cannot be done forever.
With the country behind you, you must always worry about your image.
That's why others dare to bully you.
For example, some big families or sects.
As for the country, they all want to recruit people, but sometimes they turn a blind eye.
This leads to their arrogance.
The organization Feng Lin plans to establish this time must avoid this shortcoming.
As for the country, we only communicate with the old man.
"It's just a name. Even if you call it Goudan, as long as you are strong, you will still be famous." Feng Juedi said with a faint smile.
Feng Lin's head was full of black lines, "Even so, it has to sound nice. There are still beautiful girls in the organization."
In this organization, people like Xu Ruoying will also join in the future.
"What about intangibility?"
Feng Juedi said calmly, "Simple and direct, without form, and it meets the standards of both good and evil."
"invisible?"
Feng Lin touched his chin and felt okay.
"It's ten o'clock, I should go to bed."
Feng Juedi stood up from the sofa and said, "Your parents are unoccupied all the time. You can rest on the sofa today."
"good."
Feng Lin nodded.
…
The night was very quiet.
Feng Lin looked through the window at the moonlight.
When building an organization, the beginning is very important.
The first enemy of his brand new organization is Dragon Palace.
Stepping on the Dragon Palace and ascending to the throne can make the new organization soar into the sky.
Early the next morning.
Feng Lin had breakfast at Feng Juedi's house.
This is the most common breakfast in their village.
A bowl of rice porridge, a steamed bun, and a plate of side dishes.
After breakfast, Feng Lin left here.
He was going to visit Feng Youfu's house and then go back.
Walking on the street, many people in the village greeted Feng Lin.
They all held sickles and woven bags on their backs, ready to cut the wheat.
You can use a harvester to harvest wheat on flat land, but you can only harvest wheat on low mountains by hand.
Arrive in front of Feng Youfu's house.
Fengjun and Ergou are building a wall.
The person holding the cement on the side turned out to be Lian Fei who was let go yesterday.
"Uncle, when did you come?"
Feng Jun looked at Feng Lin in surprise, smiled and prepared to walk over.
"Work for me!"
Feng Youfu on the side scolded.
Feng Jun smiled awkwardly and continued busy with the work at hand.
"Feng Lin, my great-grandfather's wall collapsed yesterday because of you. Why can't I pay you a few hundred yuan?"
Feng Dazhuang smiled at Feng Lin.
"Don't worry, I've made a lot of money over the years. I'll get a bottle of good wine for my uncle soon."
Feng Lin smiled and came to Lian Fei, "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to apologize. The address I gave you yesterday was fake."
Lian Fei stopped what he was doing.
He has seen many people who broke their promises. After getting the news, they killed each other.
That's why he told Feng Lin the false address. Even if he was killed, Feng Lin would not get the news.
But unexpectedly, Feng Lin actually let him go.
This kind of person is a hero who keeps his word.
So he came here early in the morning, ready to tell Feng Lin the truth.
"You can obviously call and inform." Feng Lin said with a smile.
"I am ready to join you in the crusade against the Dragon Palace."
Lian Fei looked solemn, "I will provide you with everything I know."
"good!"
Feng Lin nodded vigorously. This man looked about forty years old.
There is also the possibility of further improvement.
At present, besides him, Hongying can also be regarded as a helper.
"By the way, do you know who else is dissatisfied with Long Hao?"
Feng Lin had the idea of poaching people.
This chapter has been completed!