Nanfeng wakes up to find himself lying in a strange room with a broken roof and ventilation on all sides. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was not to check his injuries or determine where he was now, but to reach out to his left chest to make sure that the tortoise shell was still in his arms.

"Are you awake?" came the fat man's voice from the side.

Nanfeng tilted his head when he heard the sound, and saw the fat man squatting near the door to blow fire and decoction.

"What is this place?" asked Nanfeng, remembering that the place of the incident was an inn in the city, and the two of them were in a strange dilapidated house.

"A dilapidated house outside the city, I've heard that people have died here, are you afraid?" the fat man leaned over.

Nanfeng frowned and looked at the fat man, the fat man's left face was swollen and his eyes were swollen with only a thin slit, so embarrassed, it was naturally thanks to those young martial artists.

"Why don't you stay at the inn?" Nanfeng stood up with his arms propped up, although he was in pain all over his body, he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, but he felt a little dizzy after sitting up.

"You have to find a quiet place to recuperate, the inn is too noisy, how good it is here. The fat man squatted down and sat up straight against the wall with Nanfeng in his arms.

"Let's be honest. Nanfeng raised his hand to stroke his forehead, and when he touched it, he found that his head was wrapped in gauze, and he didn't need to ask, his head was broken.

The fat man ran back and continued to blow the fire, "Those people are from the Xiangyun Dart Bureau, the Xiangyun Dart Bureau is very powerful here, you offended them, and the shopkeeper didn't dare to let us live there." ”

Seeing Nanfeng frowning, the fat man hurriedly said something of relief, "It's also very good here, the house is big, and you don't have to pay for the house, you see, I'm ready for firewood, I can't freeze at night, and I also bought grain, and wine, but you have to drink medicine, you can't eat alcohol." ”

The south wind looks around the left and right, although the house is broken, but it is relatively spacious, there is a pile of firewood on the right hand side of the door, and there is a bag for rice, which contains a small half bag of grain, there are two jars on the left side of the firewood, a slightly larger jar for water, and the small one should be a wine jar. The fat man was also born as a beggar and knew how to live.

"What time is it?" asked Nanfeng.

"Second watch, are you thirsty?" asked the fat man.

Nanfeng shook his head, he already had a headache, and it hurt even more when he shook it.

Seeing him baring his teeth, the fat man hurriedly left the fire, poured a bowl of water from the crooked water altar and sent it over, "I finally know what you've been doing for more than a year." ”

"What do you mean?" Nanfeng asked casually as he took the water bowl.

"You didn't do anything else, you're just busy offending people. The fat man stretched out his hand and pointed west, "It's only been a few days since we met, and we've met two people, why have you offended so many people?"

Nanfeng didn't answer the fat man's question, drank the water, and returned the pottery bowl to the fat man, "What is the origin of the Xiangyun Dart Bureau?"

"It seems to be a big dart game, opened by a lay disciple of the Yuqing faction. The fat man went back and continued to decoction, "You are lucky, fortunately the woman is here, if it weren't for the woman's stop, the mourning eye could have killed you." ”

"I'm not going to leave it at that. Nanfeng snorted coldly, the fat man's mourning eyes were referring to the young martial artist who beat him, the corners of the man's eyes were raised, and at first glance he was a frivolous and superficial person.

"Don't you, you have suffered less in the past few years? People are kung fu people, and the two of us together are not opponents, besides, we are all skin injuries, and it is not a big deal. The fat man shook his head repeatedly.

Nanfeng didn't answer, when the seven of them were together, Lu Pingchuan was the one who was beaten the most, Lu Pingchuan was the eldest brother, and he often came out to seek justice for them. Gongsun Changle is a tough commodity, and he has not been beaten less. He doesn't eat, he always wants to take revenge when he is bullied, and he is beaten a lot. But the fat man is not, the fat man has a wide heart and a fat body, he is not good at face, he knows how to see the wind and steer the rudder, and he will be the most good at avoiding evil.

When I go out, the house is not always so complete, there is only one jar, and the bowl is also one, and the south wind drinks medicine in the bowl. The fat man simply brushed the jar and used it to cook rice.

When there is no money, you eat gruel, and when you have money, you can eat dry rice, and the fat man bought pickles before going out of the city, and the two had dinner, and the fat man gave his bed to the south wind and slept on the grass by himself.

The fat man slept all day during the day and couldn't sleep at night, "Nan...... Sixth, you've been a Taoist priest for a year, why haven't you learned any kung fu?"

Nanfeng sat against the wall, "I haven't been a Taoist priest for long, and I have been doing handymen on the mountain before. ”

"What about your blind master, doesn't he want to see you either?" The fat man once encountered Nanfeng on the way to Longkong Temple with everyone, and knew that Nanfeng worshipped the blind man as a teacher.

"No, he was very good to me and taught me a lot of qi cultivation methods, but I haven't practiced it all the time. Nanfeng said.

"Why don't you practice if you can?" the fat man got up to add firewood and came back with a small wine jar.

"I haven't settled down, so I'm not in a hurry to practice. Nanfeng said that in the later period of Taiqing Mountain, he became a loner, and the string in his brain was always tight, for fear of losing his life, and after leaving Taiqing Sect, he was always worried about being chased and killed on the way. It wasn't until I crossed the river a few days ago and arrived in the country of Dewei that I was relieved.

The fat man took a sip of wine, smacked his tongue and shook his head, "Hurry up and practice some kung fu, you can't do it without kung fu, this is not Chang'an, it's very chaotic, it's still a trivial matter to be beaten, if you meet a robber who knows kung fu along the way, you can kill it with a click, then you will be wronged." ”

"Do you want to learn? If you want to learn, I'll teach you the formula. The south wind reached out and took the little altar.

"I'm a monk, how can I learn Taoist kung fu," the fat man turned to avoid, "What's the matter, you have a wound on your head, you can't drink." ”

The fat man couldn't see Nanfeng frowning the most, and seeing Nanfeng frowning, he handed him the wine jar, "It shouldn't matter if you drink a few sips." ”

Nanfeng took the wine jar and just wanted to send it to his mouth, when suddenly his hand slipped, and the wine jar fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.

"You look at you, you look at you. The fat man was very distressed, came over to pick up the fragments of the wine jar, and saw that there was still some residual wine at the bottom of the altar, so he carefully pinched the bottom of the altar to Nanfeng, "Come on, come on, there is still a little bit here." ”

Without waiting for Nanfeng to bow his head, the fat man suddenly let go, and the few remaining drinks were spilled.

"Who's touching me?" the fat man looked around the house in horror.

Nanfeng was also looking left and right, he had clearly held the wine jar steadily, but suddenly let go. And the fat man pinched the bottom of the altar very hard, but he also took it off.

"This house has been dead, it's really a bit evil, I have to chant the scriptures. The fat man began to recite the scriptures.

The fat man stopped without reading a few words, took the Buddhist scriptures from his baggage and began to read them according to the book, but the Buddhist scriptures were too awkward for him to memorize.

Nanfeng also felt that something was wrong, so he picked up the fragments of the wine jar while the fat man was chanting, and pieced together from the bonfire, and found that there was a small hole smaller than a bean in the middle of the wine jar, and then put together the other side, and found a small hole, which happened to be located on the opposite side of another small hole.

Nanfeng did not rush to inform the fat man of his discovery, but compared the angles of the two small holes in the wine jar, and it turned out that the two small holes were facing the east window of the house.

At this time, the windows were all wooden edges pasted with window paper, this house has long been abandoned, and the window paper has long been damaged by wind and rain, and only the broken window frames remain.

"Don't read it. The south wind pushed the fat man.

"I just felt someone push me, this house is really not clean. "The fat man has palpitations.

"Where did I get the medicine I drank?" Nanfeng asked, the two small holes in the wine jar had already shown that this matter had nothing to do with ghosts, it was done by a person, this person was able to release spiritual energy, at least he was also a purple qi master who cultivated above the mountain.

"The pharmacy in the city. The fat man replied casually.

"Is this medicine taboo?" asked Nanfeng.

"That's right, the doctor must advise you not to drink alcohol after only convincing the medicine. The fat man said.

Nanfeng knew in his heart that there might be a master observing him in secret, and this person not only knew that he was injured, but even knew that it was forbidden to drink alcohol in such a situation, so he risked revealing his whereabouts and prevented him from drinking it.

First of all, it can be ruled out that after the disappearance of Tianqizi, others have lost confidence in him, and they will not follow him left and right, and protect him in secret. It is even more unlikely that this matter was done by the second elder of the Xuanzi generation, and the other party may follow him, but he will never protect him.

Who is this person?