Chapter 32: Pathfinder

After the purple electric turmoil, this night was very stable, and there were occasional firefights, but fortunately, it did not affect Chen Feng and them. I'm tired, so let's rest for the night.

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Feng was woken up by a burst of shouting, got up in a daze, and when he opened the door, he saw Hua Ye taking off the bandages on his body and exercising in the morning.

There are no bells and whistles, only the purest zama step and practice sword moves. Hua Ye's horse steps are very stable, but the sword moves are indeed very rusty, and there is still a faint shadow of knife skills, just like ordinary stabs, Hua Ye will always unconsciously turn into slashing. But it's no wonder that Hua Ye is here, after all, this is just the beginning of his sword practice.

Chen Feng yawned and walked towards Hua Ye, saying early, Hua Ye just nodded and continued to practice, Chen Feng didn't bother him, he felt a little hungry, so he wanted to find something to eat.

The fragrance of porridge wafted in.

"Yes. It smells so good. ”

Chen Feng followed the fragrance and looked for it, it was actually from the kitchen of the small courtyard, could it be that Hua Ye left it before?

When I walked in, I saw that the man in the black robe was busy, putting meat in the pot and sprinkling spices. Chen Feng was strange, this person was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

There is no doubt that it is Zidian, after a night, the swelling on his body has also disappeared, but there are still some places left, such as on his face, which makes Chen Feng not recognize it at once.

Zidian looked back and saw that it was Chen Feng, the whole person was excited, and the spice jar in his hand fell into the porridge with a click.

Chen Feng was embarrassed, but he still wanted to tease this young man: "Yo." Zidian, the recovery is good, what are you afraid of, is it possible that you are poisoning?"

The purple electric head shook like a rattle, and hurriedly said: "No, no, Brother Hua Ye has already told me everything, I'm quite embarrassed, so I'll make you breakfast, that's the spice jar I brought with me." ”

Last night, Chen Feng went to sleep in the house with emotion, leaving Zi Dian, who was beaten into a pig's head, and Hua Ye, who was injured, drenched in the torrential rain. I don't know what Hua Ye thinks, just forget it if he didn't tie people up, and let him move around and toss at will, is he really relieved?

At this time, Hua Ye also came back from morning practice, but he was absent-minded, and he was still gesturing in his hands from time to time, it seemed that he was obsessed with learning swords.

Zidian picked up the spice jar, quickly took a bowl and handed it to Hua Ye, Hua Ye didn't hesitate to do anything, took it and sat aside to eat. Chen Feng was shocked, but seeing that Hua Ye didn't suspect anything, he didn't think much about it, and also took the porridge handed over by Zidian. Well, don't say it, it's pretty delicious. couldn't help but give a thumbs up, remembering what he ate when he was outside with Lu Qinchuan before, except that jerky is jerky, the most terrifying thing is that Chen Feng saw Lu Qinchuan catching mice one night.

Hua Ye on the side seemed to think of something, looked at Zidian, and asked: "You are from Nanliu, surnamed Zi, and use a gun, then you should know the gun god Zi Lumen." ”

Speaking of the spear god Zi Lumen, Zidian's eyes were full of pride, his head was raised high, he patted his chest and said, "Of course I know, Zi Lumen is my grandfather, my own grandfather." ”

Chen Feng didn't understand anyway, and buried himself in drinking porridge, Hua Ye was happy, reached out and touched Zidian's head, and said good.

Zidian now exploded when he saw someone touching him, and he was about to go crazy, and he remembered that the person who beat him last night was instantly cowardly, but he couldn't be coaxed in words.

"Touch what to touch, touch the master and shoot you again. ”

Hua Ye didn't care about the little cub's threatening words, he touched it to himself, and then said with a warm smile: "Good, call uncle." ”

Purple Teng stood up, and was about to break the net, when he suddenly remembered a terrible fact.

Wait, this person's name is Hua Ye, from the Middle East, and Grandpa Zi Lumen's sister seems to have married into the Middle East Hua family. A bad premonition rises, it can't be so coincidental. Zidian is not sure.

Hua Ye saw through his thoughts, smiled and nodded, telling him that his mother was called Ziyan.

Zidian was like a lightning strike, stunned, and then cried bitterly, hugged Hua Ye, and said that he was in pain here, and his whole body hurt, uncle, you have to make the decision for me.

Hua Ye was embarrassed, this cub kicked his nose and face badly, and then something that made Hua Ye even more headache happened.

I saw the little purple electric cub get up from Hua Ye, bow to Chen Feng respectfully, and then said, "Brother Chen, if you are offended, take care of it more in the future." ”

Chen Feng didn't want to care about this matter at first, but then when he heard this trembling hands, he glanced at Hua Ye obliquely. Oh, do you mean I'm going to call you uncle?

Hua Ye waved his hand again and again, how did he know that Zidian, a little cub, would not stop, pointed to the porridge in the pot and said, "Brother Chen, Uncle Hua, there are many more, you are welcome." ”

Almost at the same time, Zidian's chest was punched by Chen Feng and Hua Ye, and he fell to the ground and rolled.

Chen Feng sneered again and again, Hua Ye looked at his nose and nose and didn't say anything, but he smiled in his heart, being Chen Feng's uncle, it's not bad.

After drinking the porridge, Chen Feng sneaked outside to find some herbs and put them on Hua Ye's wound, and remembered that his arm was hit by Zidian's gun last night, and he couldn't repair it by himself, so he couldn't help but be curious, so he asked Zidian on the side.

"Last night, your gun seems to have very special attributes, not only is it fast and penetrating, but it can also continue to erode flesh and blood, what is the principle? ”

Zidian triumphantly took out the gun he pinned to his waist sword and put it on the table.

This gun is a revolver, purple all over, embellished with gilt patterns, very strange and mysterious, the most peculiar thing is that there is no trigger, no bullets.

Chen Feng looked at it carefully, remembering that there was indeed no metallic sound when his light finger collided with the bullet last night, and it was similar to how his light finger was used. Chen Feng picked up the revolver and tried to pour the holy light into his body.

The muzzle of the revolver slowly appeared like a white bullet, but no matter how Chen Feng poured his strength, the bullet just couldn't really show up, so he had no choice but to give up.

But Zidian wanted to see a ghost, shouted wah-wah, snatched the gun, and looked at Chen Feng with a puzzled face.

Chen Feng thought he was blaming himself for touching his things without permission, and he was a little sorry, and said, "I'm sorry, my hands itch all of a sudden, are you okay?"

Zidian shook his head, withdrew his revolver, and became serious: "Chen Feng, I asked you something, and you answered honestly." ”

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment and nodded.

Zidian took a deep breath and said slowly: "This gun is specially made by our Nanliu Zi family, and only our Zi family knows how to use it, and only we can use it, without exception, this is the foundation of our Zi family." ”

Chen Feng understood, waved his hand with a smile, and said angrily: "Isn't it just a condensation of a bullet, as for it, it doesn't mean that I will use it, and I haven't been to Nanliu Country at all." ”

Zidian shook his head and continued: "No, in fact, to put it bluntly, only the bloodline of our Zi family can use it, and with our unique exercises, we can shoot that bullet. And this gun can increase the speed and power of bullets. ”

Hua Ye looked weird after hearing this, could it be that the three of us are all related by blood? Chen Feng is even more big, what is the bloodline of the Zi family, his parents were authentic farmers before, and the roots are Miao Hong, there are still people in your Spear God Family who went to Huaxia to farm and then died inexplicably?

"No way, I'm a pure Chinese. Chen Feng denied it again and again.

Zidian looked at Chen Feng and didn't feel like it, but the ancestor Xun in the family was clear and had not made a mistake, which also made him very suspicious, so he thought about it, took out a pen and paper and wrote down a mantra and handed it to Chen Feng.

"This is the mantra of our Zijia pathfinder bomb, you can see if you can shoot it. ”

Chen Feng took the mantra and only a few words.

Collect purple gas, send out from the heavenly spirit, hook the essence of heaven and earth, hide in the wilderness, and explore the nine secludeds.

Chen Feng said that he didn't understand it, Zidian was stunned for a moment, and looked at Hua Ye, who said that Chen Feng really couldn't understand it. Zidian wanted to speak and stopped, took a deep breath, and could only teach patiently.

"In fact, it means to gather the purple qi in the body, release it through the heavenly spirit cover, hook up the ghost spirits wandering in the world, and then retract and condense in the gun, and shoot it out. ”

Zidian really didn't expect that the person who could shoot the spirit rhino light finger couldn't understand this, so how did he learn it.

However, this really can't be blamed on Chen Feng, everything now comes from the Hundred Refining System, and Chen Feng has never studied at all. also felt Zidian's doubts, Chen Feng simply didn't speak, silently visualizing his body.

Since the Heavenly Tribulation, Chen Feng has also been able to visualize the situation in his body. But there was no purple qi in his body, only the white holy light that filled his limbs, but Chen Feng was too embarrassed to ask Zidian or Hua Ye, so he tried to gather the white holy light and release it to the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

The gears in Chen Feng's mind slowly turned a square. In the eyes of Zi Deng, a cloud of purple qi suddenly appeared above Chen Feng's head, and then he grabbed something violently, and then withdrew his body and gathered on the revolver.

A purple bullet fired, but it exploded and vanished. Chen Feng spat out a mouthful of blood.

Hua Ye and Zidian watched Chen Feng vomit blood and hurriedly went to help, but Chen Feng waved his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and signaled that it was okay.

Then the eyes of the two looking at Chen Feng were different, it turned out to be a family. Chen Feng smiled bitterly, but he didn't explain anything, he couldn't tell them that there was something in his body, it was it.

Zidian was even more excited, clamoring to take Chen Feng back, telling his family that he had found his own family who was outcast, and remembering that the bullet shot by Chen Feng disappeared in an instant, he asked.

"What was on your mind when you first shot the bullet?"

Chen Feng's face sank, and he said a name: "Carrod." ”

But Zidian and Hua Ye were at a loss, who was Carrod? Then Zidian explained to Chen Feng that the pathfinder would follow the master's mind to explore, and would explore whatever came to mind.

Chen Feng was silent, the pressure given by the Sword of Heavenly Punishment was still lingering in his heart, although he didn't know why you wanted to kill himself, but he would come to the door one day.

Before Chen Feng could go to find Carrod, it seemed that another group of uninvited guests had come to the door.