Chapter 677: Poor Provocateur
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"This is Baifeng Tower, you have been living for two months, but I didn't expect to wake up today. The shopkeeper looked very excited: "Tell me, what is your illness?"
"What is the place of Baifeng Tower, is this the city, Lin Du?" Feng Yin scattered the Yuan Shen, and saw many scenes within a radius of a hundred miles, and then found that he had fallen into the capital.
"You were brought by an old man and a very beautiful girl, and at that time you seemed to be seriously ill, and the spirit of the Yuan seemed to be dead. "The shopkeeper is also a mortal, and he just speaks his own opinion.
"Dead...... Oh, yes. Feng Yin sighed, recalling that from two months ago to now, he actually had a feeling of being in a different world, and the "self" had spent two months in a state of confusion, but in his opinion, it was even more difficult than two years.
"I had an unusually terrible dream, the terrible thing is that ......" Feng Yin suddenly couldn't go on halfway through his words, he recalled that he only felt that he had arrived in a more bizarre world in the past two months, that world was gray and white, there were big wars, and there were cosmic-level violent fluctuations, as if he had traveled through time and space.
"Whew!"
Feng Yin exhaled a breath of turbidity, and he slowly echoed, finally figuring out what was going on.
That day, I was in a coma in the palace for an hour, I am afraid that during that time, I was plotted by the emperor, so not long after I arrived in the northern Xinjiang, the demons broke out, and the emperor said that he wanted to lead fourteen powerful guardians, but think about it carefully, do these people need to lead?
It's just a reason, and the real purpose is to test Feng Yin.
At this time, Feng Yin was a little confused, he didn't understand whether the emperor was good or bad for him, detonating the demon seemed to be bad, but in fact it was to get rid of the future disaster, now that the demon was gone, Feng Yin faintly felt that his state of mind was a higher level, and the emperor had thought of this?
"Since you wake up, don't be idle in the future, start work for my men every day, and I'll give you food and shelter, how about it?"
The shopkeeper's words made Feng Yin stunned, and soon the shopkeeper explained the truth and ins and outs of the matter, and Feng Yin knew that he had lived for two months unknowingly, and it was Cai Yi who entrusted him.
Feng Yin wanted to immediately take out enough value to pay for his own hotel, but after thinking about it, he said: "Every day you arrange some work for me, I will sleep in the firewood room, and I will leave when it is enough to repay the money." ”
The shopkeeper nodded, and he led Feng Yin to the backyard, a firewood room next to the horse shed, and said: "It's a little noisy here, but it's dry and ventilated at night, and it's actually quite comfortable to lie down, you used to sleep here." ”
He pointed to the humanoid mark in the middle of the haystack, saying that this was what Feng Yin had left before.
When the shopkeeper left, Feng Yin began to look at himself, and after seeing the situation in his body, he sighed, the back hand that was so powerful before coming to the earth is now only a faint layer of psychic seal, and since then, many things must be paid attention to life safety.
Now that it was the starry night, Feng Yin once again released his divine sense, swept the surroundings in all directions several times, and made sure that no one was secretly paying attention to this place, he was relieved, buried those characteristic Yuan stones in the firewood room, and began to rebuild those divine powers.
This time, Feng Yin's revival was the Void Technique, and he had a premonition that there might be a war in the near future, and with the Void Technique, it would definitely be much safer than before.
It took Feng Yin three hours to rebuild the Void Technique, and when he succeeded before he had time to test the success, he was awakened, hurriedly removed the enchantment, opened the door, and the slightly dissatisfied Lian of the shopkeeper appeared in front of him.
"Sorry, I just woke up, and some habits haven't had time to be formed yet. Feng Yin explained, only then did he remember that he still had a task today.
"It's about to dawn, I don't want you to do any rough work, you stand at the door every day to greet guests, what they need you try to meet, is that okay?"
Seeing Feng Yin nodded, the shopkeeper was relieved, it turned out that he didn't know what he had experienced in the past two months, which was much easier.
As the day gradually dawned, Feng Yin sat on the bench at the door, because the shopkeeper said that this was for himself, although he was puzzled, he was not polite, and sat down directly.
Gradually, the sun appeared, the roasting streets were warm, Feng Yin had just finished cultivating and hadn't had time to sleep, or he hadn't closed his eyes for more than two months, so basking in the sun, his whole body was warm, and he was a little sleepy, and he wanted to sleep beautifully.
Then, he really slept.
When Feng Yin woke up, he felt the chair under him tremble, and someone sat heavily beside him, stretching out his calves to put on him.
Feng Yin opened his eyes, and the eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy was fanning his fan, looking at him with a playful face.
The sun was mostly obscured, and Feng Yin saw four or five people surrounding him, with a malicious smile, and before he could react, the person next to him put his other foot on himself.
Feng Yin didn't think about it, he pulled the people around him away, and as he stood up, the young man who put his leg on top of him also fell.
"He's awake!" someone exclaimed, and then approached quickly, and said fiercely to Feng Yin: "Sit down for a few masters, otherwise I will pick your skin!"
These people are not very old, the oldest is only eighteen or nineteen years old, they are not cultivators, but they are better dressed than ordinary cultivators, and they are slaves under the banner of some forces.
Feng Yin was immediately happy when he saw this, feeling that these people really treat themselves as fools, until they wake up, they have to be arrogant to themselves, so as to play prestige.
"You think I'm a fool?"
Feng Yin really asked this question, but he didn't expect those people to admit it impatiently.
At this time, Feng Yin really wanted to laugh, no matter how much he said about a cultivator, how could he be treated as a fool by a few mortals after he entered the inner demon once, and he still treated him like this, which made him feel very funny.
When the state of mind arrives, the way of thinking about problems changes, Feng Yin now feels that wisdom is not the so-called knowledge and wit can be represented, he feels that wisdom is more inclined to a way of thinking, and only after really experiencing this, wisdom will progress.
All in all, in the face of the provocation of so many people, Feng Yin did not have any anger, like a group of ants touching the soles of his feet, and he had no idea of treating him as an enemy at all.
"After getting rid of the demons in my heart, I became a philosopher. Feng Yin laughed and laughed at himself.
He stood up, lifted the bench next to him, and without saying a word, smashed it hard at those provocative guys, and suddenly a wailing sound came, and these people were smashed by Feng Yin's ghost crying wolf.
This was the result of Feng Yin's deliberate withdrawal, and he began to ask: "Now let's talk about it, who sent you." ”
(End of chapter)