Chapter Thirty-Seven: Quietly I'm Gone
A quarter of an hour later.
The four of them briefly tidied up and left the inn together.
The morning sun shines on the small town, and the bustling streets are full of all kinds of people.
The officials rode horses, looking arrogant, and followed behind a group of men and horses, passing through the crowd, while the women of the rich and noble families sat in small sedan chairs, accompanied by more than a dozen servants.
There are vendors who carry their burdens and shout, selling some local specialties, and there are also people pushing carts to sell, and there are all kinds of gadgets made by themselves.
The streets are crowded with people.
Soon, Ye Feng noticed that from time to time someone cast a fiery and greedy gaze.
"Childe, those people's eyes are so terrifying. β
Xiao Ling pulled the corner of the young man's clothes, feeling full of malice.
Those stares made her uncomfortable.
"It's okay, if you dare to come, you can kill it. β
Ye Feng said lightly and rubbed Xiao Ling's head.
A pile of scum is not worth paying attention to.
Less.
"Beef noodleβ"
"Fragrant beef noodlesβ"
A loud shout came from the side, which attracted attention on the street.
The rich aroma of the noodle shop seduces everyone's nerves.
Several people looked at the noodle shop in unison, and soon made their way through the crowd to the store.
"Guest officer, please. β
Xiao Er greeted him, took a little inspection, and led a few people to the window position on the second floor.
knows countless people, Ye Feng and others are rich masters at a glance.
"No need to look for it. β
Ye Feng threw out a gold chain in his hand, his face was indifferent.
Worldly gold and silver have no meaning to him.
"Is that how breakfast was decided?"
"Hmm. β
The women nodded, and there was no objection.
A moment later.
"Guest officer, here are the beef noodles, a few people eat slowly. β
Xiao Er brought four bowls of steaming beef noodles and put them on the wooden table, and said respectfully.
The white noodles are covered with a few pieces of beef, the green vegetables are full of weight, and the mellow thick soup with special spices is very good, which makes people appetite.
It's the store's signature.
Soon.
"Tina is fullβ"
Little Lori lay softly on the chair, squinting her eyes slightly.
"What about Brother Ye, why do you look like you can't get enough?"
"Wouldn't it?
"Is it rare that Brother Ye is the king of big stomachs?"
I don't know where I learned it, little Tina said slowly, her cute eyes blinking.
She's always been weird.
"What, girl, are you questioning the authority of this son?"
A pair of hands suddenly stretched out, gently pinching Tina's soft cheeks.
The soft touch made Ye Feng very satisfied.
Tina is like a little white rabbit who can't escape the clutches of the big bad wolf, and she can't escape under those hands.
"Brother Ye......"
Tina looked at the boy with a sly look and said in a coquettish voice.
The offensive to sell cuteness begins.
"Hmph, it's invalid to sell cuteness, hurry up and admit your mistake. β
Ye Xie's heart was playful, and he instantly pretended to threaten fiercely.
"Brother Ye~~"
"I'm wrong, just spare me this time,"
Seeing this, Xiao Tina could only pretend to be aggrieved, looking pitiful, and said delicately,
"Don't you dare in the future, okay?"
Hearing this voice, Ye Feng's bones were almost crisp off, and he was instantly defeated.
He is most afraid of Lori being coquettish, especially Tina's voice crime......
There is no resistance.
"Well, forgive me. β
Ye Feng said helplessly, with a hint of pampering on his expression.
"I know that Brother Ye is the best, giggles. β
Tina was as happy as a child getting candy, holding the boy's arm.
Xiao Ling and Xiao Binet looked at the two and smiled helplessly.
Apparently already used to it.
Less.
After a full meal, a few people left the noodle shop slowly and walked around the city.
An hour later.
The four of them had enough to walk around the downtown area, and after a meal of shopping, they strolled back to the inn.
Under the afternoon sun, the atmosphere is laid-back and relaxed.
Walking into the room, I saw little Binet sitting quietly on the chair, with her jade hand gently supporting her cute face, stunned.
"What are you thinking?"
Ye Feng sat down next to Little Binet and made himself a cup of tea.
"I want a new knife,"
"After killing people last night, little Binet was very unhappy. β
Little Binet said softly.
"Why?"
The corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, everyone was chopped into a pile of minced meat, you are still not happy, so what is it going to do?
"Ernie sauce, look. β
Little Binet sighed and handed over a knife.
"I don't know what those guys' bodies are made of. β
A closer look reveals that there is a small notch in the knife body.
"Those people have practiced internal strength, and they must be different from ordinary people. β
Ye Feng explained.
"But since it's broken, let's replace it again. β
"Ernie sauce is the best!"
β......β
At the urging of Little Binet, just after noon, the group of four began to set off towards Wudang Mountain.
There is definitely a collection of swords and swords in the Wudang faction, and it happens to be not far from here.
Ye Feng didn't even think about it, so he hit Wudang with his idea.
......
At the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the Taoist priest Zhang Sanfeng gathered his masterpiece and created the Wudang School.
Ming Chengzu Zhu Di, Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen worshiped the god of "true martial arts", once ordered more than 300,000 people to live, millions of silver, lasted seven years, overhauled the palace of Wudang Mountain.
A total of eight palaces and two views were built, as well as the Golden Palace, the Forbidden City, etc., and the name "Taihe Taiyue Mountain" was given.
Two days later.
Early morning.
Between the clouds and mist, the magnificent palace attic stands straight on this treacherous peak.
In front of the gate of the palace, Ye Feng showed disdain.
After all, to build these buildings, I don't know how much manpower and material resources were spent, and how many people were exhausted.
Shaking their heads, Ye Feng and the others walked in slowly, as if strolling leisurely.
"How many?"
Suddenly met a Wudang disciple.
"Hey, hey. β
The writing wheel flashed, and Wudangtun easily asked where the weapon was placed.
Anyway, he took the things and left, and Ye Feng didn't bother to make a big deal about it.
Twenty minutes later.
Xiao Binet got a new knife, and Ye Feng emptied all of Wudang's inventory by the way.
A few people quietly left Wudang.
Quietly I went, just as I came quietly.
I'll wave my sleeves and go with all your possessions.
οΌdoge