Chapter 155: A Tourist with a White Fox
Dragon Tiger Mountain.
Danxia Immortal Land, one of the seventy-two blessed lands of Taoism.
It's a pity that over the years.
There were once ten Taoist palaces, eighty-one Taoist temples, fifty Taoist temples, and ten Taoist hermitage, which were magnificent and magnificent.
By now, most of them have been abandoned,
There is only one Heavenly Master's Mansion remaining.
But the hundred-legged worm dies but does not stiffen,
With tourism, Taoism still has enough heritage to replace Huashan and unite all families to hold grand events.
On the steep rocks.
A young man in a suit and leather shoes, when he stepped forward, his steps were steady, without the slightest decline.
Passers-by couldn't help but look twice.
It wasn't looking at the middle-class woman behind Chu Feng, but staring at the white fox on his shoulder.
One person and one fox, it's really eye-catching.
"Tired?"
Chu Feng suddenly stopped and glanced at Liang Xuan: "I said that I was holding you, but you were not happy." β
Liang Xuan glanced at him coldly.
Forget it in private, in front of everyone, ask her to hand over the chain directly and be a, of course she can't do it.
"I'm going to take a break. β
Regardless of Chu Feng, Liang Xuan walked straight to the small pavilion, ordered a cup of Biluochun, and sat down.
Chu Feng sat down unceremoniously, waited for the tea to be served, suddenly took it, and after taking a sip, he looked at the staring woman: "Do you have an opinion?"
Liang Xuan's expression changed slightly, and then he said: "No, of course the master drank it first." β
She ordered another drink.
Chu Feng looked around,
At this time, there are very few tourists who can really climb the mountain to seek the Tao, and most of the people around are martial arts practitioners, who should all come for the sword.
A young man hammered the muscles on his legs, full of resentment: "Hey, this dragon and tiger actually doesn't have a cable car, it's really tiring to climb the mountain, it's better to Huashan, and a cable car will go up." β
Another sturdy man snorted disdainfully: "Snort, it's all Chu Xiao'er, I really want to hammer him to death with one punch." β
"People are at the level of the head of the house. β
"The level of the head is blown. β
The stout man took a sip of hot wine: "If I'm drunk, it's a matter of two punches." β
As he spoke, his fist suddenly clenched and swung out into the air.
The fist wind whistled, blowing Chu Feng, who was sitting next to him, his hair flying.
Chu Feng glanced at him.
The stout man grinned, "Little tender skin, what are you looking at? This is not the place you should be." β
"This bamboo pole is like a bamboo pole, and he dares to bully and bully women. β
Chu Feng was silent,
Liang Xuan laughed.
Someone has made a name for himself.
This smile made several young people with strong blood and strength a little excited.
There are fewer martial arts practitioners, and even fewer women,
Liang Xuan's middle-class posture, placed here, can naturally attract a lot of attention.
After all, scarcity is expensive.
"If you want to be a dog for someone else, go for it. β
Liang Xuan's smile was not there, and her face was cold.
The rest of the people also frowned.
Most of them are strong-blooded, where can they stand such words?
"Boy, I think you really don't know how to write dead words. β
A group of four people stood up on the ground.
But then, attracted by the movement outside the door, his expression changed again.
"When it comes to sword events, don't make trouble, if you have any problems, you can solve them for me to go to the back mountain martial arts. β
Dugu Yan passing by at the door, a golden gown, like the queen coming,
The momentum is very different from what it used to be.
As arrogant as her, she didn't even notice the back of Chu Feng, the enemy.
"That's nature, Alliance. β
The stout man, along with the other three, clasped their hands into fists, and bowed her away.
When I got up, I was all in a state of flux.
"Speaking of which, the competition between our alliance leader and that witch is about to begin. β
"Hehe, it is rumored that those women have a messy relationship with Chu Xiao'er, it's really damned. β
Seeing that Chu Feng was still drinking tea, the sturdy man glanced sideways: "Don't pretend, sissy, this time Lao Tzu is in a good mood, so I'll let you go,"
In his opinion, Chu Feng was silent, so he was naturally cowardly.
"Let's go, let's witness the alliance leader, and also send those witches on the road, that kind of martial arts scum, it's better to take off your clothes and hang your corpse to show the public, hahahaha. β
The wind rises.
Chu Feng's teacup fell, and he casually picked up the straight long knife hanging on the front desk.
The shopkeeper was in a hurry, and hurriedly said: "Don't move around, you kid, that's the real Tang knife, don't mess around, it's very expensive!"
The wind is rising.
Liang Xuan, who was sitting on the stool, changed her face slightly.
She finally remembered Chu Feng's profession.
No. 1 on the list, although it is notorious, but it makes people unconsciously fearful of the ace killer,
Emperor of Chu.
He is not even afraid of the Xu family, who covers the sky with one hand, how many warriors will he be afraid of?
The four people in front heard the movement, and when they turned around, they looked at the young man with the knife, full of sarcasm.
"What, boy, feel ashamed and want to get back on the field?"
"You'd better go home and eat more, hahaha. β
"You shouldn't have said her. β
The tip of Chu Feng's knife slowly touched the ground.
Thoughts turn.
That stupid fiancΓ©e is actually just a carefree daughter,
I like ancient music, calligraphy and painting, and what I don't like the most is to fight and kill.
Knowing that he was dead, her temperament changed drastically and she resolutely went up the mountain.
To fight against martial arts.
"She, who is she?"
Seeing that Chu Feng didn't move, the middle-aged man couldn't help but sneer: "I see that you can't even lift a knife, come on, come on, my brother will teach you how to hold a knife." β
The smile is not settled.
When he looked down and looked at the terrible knife wound that had not entered his chest, Juanjuan just opened his mouth.
Death is coming.
"Who is she? She is the woman who wants to be the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance. β
The other three retreated in unison.
"Kill, kill. β
Even the shopkeeper was so frightened that he hid in the front desk.
I've seen a fight, such a madman who cuts people directly on the road, he's met it for the first time!
Hand up and knife down.
Four people, one is not left.
After instructing Liang Xuan to throw people off the cliff,
Chu Feng was a little silent.
Since the fight of the sword of kingship, the anger that has risen in his heart from time to time has become heavier and heavier.
This kind of anger is born from the heart, and it is difficult to suppress.
Behind.
Liang Xuan's hands trembled unconsciously, and suddenly a word came to mind.
Reverse scales.
When she bowed her head, she admonished herself.
It's okay to be sarcastic, but never sarcastic.
Dragon Tiger Mountain Road.
The breath is lingering.
Chu Feng's palms became tighter and tighter.
This group of smoky things, the old man and Chu Shiyi are here, and they can't go to Ansheng.
"Donor, please stay. β
Chu Feng was walking on the road, and when he heard this voice, he was suddenly stunned.
When I turned my head, I saw a young monk, dressed in a robe, sitting at the table, looking at him with a smile on his face.
"Donor, after a tiring journey, how about playing a game of chess with the poor monk?"
In front of his desk, there was a real pair of stone chess.
Seeing that Chu Feng was leaving, he hurriedly went up to stop him, and folded his hands: "No more, no less, five yuan a game, if you win, let the donor pass." β
Glancing at the monk's bulging pocket, Chu Feng raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that those people before lost to you?"
"No," the monk smiled: "Most of the other donors are troublesome, and they give money and leave directly." β
No image,
Most of these warriors are not short of money,
Typical paddling crooks.
Chu Feng stood still and glanced at the chessboard.
"Do you know, I've been with your grandfather. β
"My grandfather?" the monk was stunned: "Did the donor really play chess with my grandfather?"
"Yes, that time I played chess," Chu Feng sighed: "Your grandfather and I are fighting in the dark, and we can't fight, and in the end, there is only one elephant and one soldier left on the chessboard." β
"Why doesn't the poor monk know anything about it?" The monk scratched his head for a while: "And then, who won?"
"Then I will use your grandfather as a scholar, and your grandfather will use an elephant like me. β
The monk scratched his head: "And then?"
"I will continue to be like your grandfather, and your grandfather will continue to be like me. β
"Finally!" the monk was anxious.
"I'm your grandfather, and your grandfather is like me. β
Chu Feng calmly patted the monk on the shoulder,
Leaving a fake monk, his face was red and his ears were red.
"Poof!" Even Liang Xuan couldn't help laughing.
"No, don't go, take advantage of Lao Tzu, bah, sins, sins, Buddha forgive ......" The monk pointed at Chu Feng: "You! take advantage of the poor monk, you have to give me money, ten yuan!
Raised his hand angrily.
"I don't have any money, let her give it to you. β
"What!"
Liang Xuan pursed her lips, reluctantly took out ten yuan, and handed it to the monk.
"Kill people in the first few disagreements, robbed but not angry, master, master, are you schizophrenic!"
Who knows, ahead, Chu Feng stood still slightly.
looked at the dragon and tiger Danxia in front of him, turned around again, and looked at the table just now.
The table was still there, but the monk was gone.
"Thank you. With both hands clenched into fists, Chu Feng bowed slightly to the stone table.
Moving forward again, my heart has calmed down a lot,
The anger is no more.
In the distance, a monk leaned slightly sideways.
"You worship, Lao Tzu can ...... Phew, poor monks can't afford it. β
"Amitabha, sins and sins, the Buddha forgives, the Buddha forgives. β
The monk muttered to himself and walked away into the distance.