Pretending to be confused and confused, Feng Yi walked out of the city surrounded by ghosts. The fishy smell in the air became stronger and stronger. If ordinary people were in such an environment, their brains would have become sluggish.
Hard to think about.
Feng Yi felt something was wrong.
There were obviously so many people in the town, so why didn't the demons pay attention to them? But it was me, an outsider who had just arrived on the first day, who received so much attention.
Is it because I'm handsome?
Perhaps, there is something else hidden in this town?
Seeing that Feng Yi was about to be taken away from the town, a loud shout rang out in the endless silence of the night, like morning bells and evening drums, and like Shaolin's unique lion roaring technique, exploding in the ears of the ghosts.
Feng Yi clearly realized that this loud shout contained the Taoist art of inaction and purification, which could awaken people who were trapped in ghosts and frighten the clowns around him.
Then, a person with blue light shining all over his body appeared in the deserted street, speeding towards Feng Yi's position.
The blue light on his body seemed like a terrifying scourge, and the solid black air around him retreated, leaving a spacious road.
The demons who originally surrounded Feng Yi also screamed and covered their eyes, not daring to look at the blue light.
This person was very fast and came to Feng Yi's side in an instant. Some of the ghosts showed unwilling expressions on their faces. He made a hand seal with one hand, reached out and patted it, and a strange blue bird appeared in the air, whistling toward him.
The ghost flew away.
The demons immediately fled in all directions without any further hindrance.
"Come with me!"
A familiar voice rang in his ears. It was the old man selling tea. He grabbed Feng Yi's arm and ran towards the city.
"Roar!"
Another tiger roar came, the voice full of anger and mania.
As if he had been hit hard, the old man selling tea changed his face drastically, spitting blood from his mouth. He let go of Feng Yi's arm and stumbled to the ground. He struggled for a long time and couldn't stand up. He raised his head and shouted: "I can't do it anymore, please leave quickly!"
Looking into his eyes, he actually had a will to die.
The blue light on his body also weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if all its strength had been drained away.
This group of panicked ghosts all returned to normal and surrounded them with sly smiles.
Feng Yi immediately stopped hesitating, and in the astonished eyes of the old man, he lifted his body up and used his walking skills. In a blink of an eye, he was already more than ten meters away. The smiles of the ghosts behind him froze, and they obviously didn't understand what was going on.
.
"It turns out that your cultivation is not weak either..."
The old man lay on Feng Yi's back and coughed several times, then his eyes flashed with regret, and he slowly said: "The whole town is under the control of the tiger demon, and there are marks set by it in my body. As long as it continues
One roar and my soul will fly away.
Let me go and take the people around you to escape, and don't come back again. This matter is not something you can solve..."
"Don't worry, the person I, Feng Yi, want to save will be useless even if I, the King of Heaven, come here."
Feng Yi said confidently.
Seemingly exhausted, the old man did not speak, but sighed leisurely.
Once upon a time, he was so confident, but recent events have changed his outlook.
Forget it, I was supposed to die, but to survive for such a long time and to save an innocent comrade before he died was a meritorious deed, and he could die in peace.
Realizing that Feng Yi was walking further and further away, the tiger demon was completely angered, and another roar came. The old man closed his eyes feebly and waited for death, but was surprised to find that he was still alive.
"what happened?"
He slowly opened his eyes and found that there was a golden Bagua array around him, enveloping him like a golden bell, but the roar of the tiger demon could not penetrate.
"I told you, I can protect you."
Feng Yi smiled slightly, dodged a few times and disappeared into the dark night, and even his breath disappeared with him.
The demon who was running wildly behind him looked around blankly and lost his target.
The tiger demon roared two more times in anger, and all the demon ghosts stopped in place and shivered. Fortunately, after the tiger demon was angry, it didn't pursue them any further. The group of demon ghosts dispersed in relief.
On the other side, when Feng Yi put the old man down, the old man looked at the surrounding environment and asked slowly: "Where is this?"
Although there were no lights on, with his cultivation, he could still see the surrounding arrangements clearly in the dark.
"This is an abandoned house of my friend. Don't worry, it is safe here and will not be discovered."
Feng Yi smiled: "I thought you wouldn't take action."
After all, he is a cultivator. When the tiger demon's roar could not hurt him, his body had recovered a little. When he heard Feng Yi's confused words, he looked straight at him and said: "What do you mean by that?
Do you know my identity?"
"Everything is speculation on my part."
Feng Yi smiled and said: "First, your tea contains herbs that calm the mind and help sleep. Although it is very light and very small, my nose has a very sensitive sense of smell and I can't hide it.
At the same time, the tea in Xinglong Inn also contains the same herbal medicine.
Shixia Town is under the influence of tiger monsters and demon ghosts. The rich and powerful people who have not yet had any trouble must have left here. Moreover, according to my observation, there is no second tea shop in the town.
In addition, shopkeeper Wang regards wealth as his life and is unwilling to spend money. Your tea is shoddy and cheap, so he can only buy tea from you.
Not only that, but every household among the remaining villagers in the town is drinking the tea you made, right?"
The old man was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time. After a while, he said: "You have only been here for one day..."
"Is that what I guessed correctly?"
Feng Yi smiled and said.
"good."
The old man flashed his cloudy eyes and said slowly: "And I added some addictive herbs to this tea, which makes them unable to stop. They have to drink my tea every day to sleep peacefully."
What he said was extremely frank and explicit, but Feng Yi didn't take it seriously at all, and nodded approvingly: "It should be so."
"you……"
The old man looked at Feng Yi with a calm expression and didn't know what to say.
"That was the first point.
The second point is the time you showed up. After settling in the inn, I mentioned you when I was chatting with shopkeeper Wang. He said that you were not from the town, but that you came here to escape famine. All your close relatives died at the hands of thieves.
You are the only one left to survive..."
The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "No one in the whole town is suspicious. I didn't expect you, an outsider, to find out on the first day."
"The third point is your cultivation."
Although you carry a magic weapon that hides your cultivation, you still can't escape my eyes. Moreover, your current residence may seem dilapidated, but there is another world;
I guess that there is something extremely important hidden there, maybe a magic weapon, maybe something to prove your identity, or maybe the ranking of your dead sect..."
When Feng Yi said this, he looked at the inexplicably shocked old man and smiled: "I don't know if I guessed it right?"
