Last night, it rained heavily in Fenggu Town, and the streets were full of damaged objects.

The morning, which should have been full of shouting, was now silent, and occasionally three or two sparrows flew by, chirping one or two and then flying away.

An old man with a wicker in his hand walked out of a dilapidated house slowly, followed by a peach-eyed boy. The young man's face was not very good, and his brows were furrowed.

The old man caught a glimpse of the strange scene on the street and remained silent.

It's just that the peach-eyed boy had an ominous premonition, and he walked forward quickly and grabbed the old man's sleeve.

Although the sleeves are empty.

The old man stopped, and from time to time he looked back carelessly, as if he wanted to keep an eye on the young man, afraid that he would run away.

The boy bit his lip and refused to speak, only trembling slightly.

The old man, whose right sleeve was empty, was about to speak, when the young man finally spoke, "Master, are we really going?"

The old man thought that this stupid boy was going to say something earth-shattering, but he didn't expect it to be just that. With his previous nature, he didn't even want to pay attention to him.

It's just that in the garden that day, the old man with a broken arm seemed to be a little moved when he saw the scene of this stupid boy reading.

So, he made an unprecedented joke and said softly: "As a teacher, I just want to collect some interest." In the master's hometown, taking people's money and doing things for others is the principle. ”

However, it is taboo to borrow money from others without paying interest. ”

Qi Feng thought for a moment and asked, "What if this interest can't be recovered?"

"If the interest can't be recovered, we don't have to open this pawnshop. The old man with the broken arm walked away as he spoke.

At this moment, there was a heavy fog in the sky.

Qi Feng shook his head and quickly followed.

The old man with the broken arm folded the wicker in his hand into two pieces and handed one of them to Qi Feng behind him. Although Qi Feng was a little puzzled, he still gently followed and put it in his pocket.

Originally, the small streets of Fenggu Town were not too long, but after the fog, Qi Feng felt that he had walked a few hours of incense. Although his body bones are not bad, beads of sweat have gradually appeared on his forehead.

Suddenly, there was a cacophony around the two. There seems to be a shouting voice, some selling vegetables, some selling baked cakes, some selling jewelry, all kinds of things.

There was even the sneer of the woman in the green building.

Qi Feng suddenly felt a little bored in his heart, and subconsciously covered his ears.

The old man with a broken arm seemed to have eyes behind his back, and turned around to make a gesture to Qi Feng to let him put his hand down.

Qi Feng was a little embarrassed, frowned, squinted his eyes and pointed to his ears and shook his head.

The old man with the broken arm had a very sharp look in his eyes, and even gradually became a little angry. The peachy-eyed boy finally slowly lowered his hand, but the strange thing was that the moment he put it down, the wicker in his arms flew out and floated in the sky, swaying in the wind.

It seems that half a wicker has dispelled the noise ahead.

The old man with the broken arm led the way in front, and suddenly stopped as he walked. He whispered, "Can you still hear the shouting in your ears?"

Qi Feng nodded, not saying a word.

When the old man caught a glimpse, he broke off a piece of the wicker in his hand and threw it into the air. I saw the wicker flying forward in the shape of a sword, and soon disappeared from the field of vision of the two.

"Master, in the town today.... What's going on?" Qi Feng still couldn't hold back the question in his heart.

"Every once in a while, the town gets purged of a bunch of people. The old man with the broken arm said disapprovingly.

Qi Feng felt a chill behind him, and shrunk his neck meaningfully. He continued: "Hehe, I slept soundly last night. ”

"You kid slept soundly, but I didn't sleep all night. The old man with the broken arm yawned.

Qi Feng didn't want to ask his old man what he was doing all night, the master had his own important things to do, and where was his turn to worry about it.

Qi Feng smiled, and he asked, "Master, when are we leaving the town?"

"Don't you want to leave?" the old man with the broken arm stared at Qi Feng with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

The peach-eyed boy sighed, took out a book from his arms, touched it carefully, and whispered, "Isn't it that there are not enough books in the town?"

The old man laughed and ignored it.

Whether the book is enough to read, he naturally knows it in his heart.

Finally, the two walked out of the thick fog, but the scene in front of them made Qi Feng stunned.

The layout of the town is still the same, a stream, two restaurants, and three small courtyards.

Qi Feng and the old man still haven't come out of the fog, which means that they have basically been spinning in place.

Gradually, Qi Feng found that the old man was walking faster and faster, and suddenly disappeared from his field of vision. Although the fog had lifted, the old man was nowhere to be found.

There was not a single person in the town.

There's no noise, it's all silent.

Qi Feng walked and walked to the bridge, he looked at the stream flowing in front of him, and felt that it was a little real, but it was so illusory.

Why is there no one in the town, and why are they still wandering in the town after they have come out of the fog?

The peach-eyed boy has read a lot of books recently, including military strategy, wind and snow, the law of the family and the country, and the way of life.

As for sword practice?

The old man with the broken arm never mentioned this sentence from beginning to end.

If a scholar holds too many swords, he will not be able to hold a book.

Qi Feng didn't think so, even if he couldn't hold the sword in the room. After thinking about it for a while, he got up and walked forward, and couldn't help but come to the door of the bookstore.

The door of the bookstore was wide open, and there was no one inside. He habitually walked into the innermost room of the bookstore, but found that these books were strange, there were no books on self-cultivation, and there were no books such as history books.

The room is full of books such as scriptures, Taoism, and immortals. But Qi Feng didn't even look at it, except for the peach-eyed boy who was a little interested in swordsmanship, these books were not too eye-catching at all.

Without staying in the bookstore for long, Qi Feng casually took a yellowed book and put it in his pocket and strode forward.

Afterwards, Qi Feng still walked to the restaurant at the end of the town, he hesitated for a moment, and then trotted over.

There is a flag hanging high outside the restaurant, called Peach Blossom.

The peach-eyed boy meets the Peach Blossom Restaurant.

Qi Feng glanced inside, and there was no one inside. Originally, when he saw that there was no old man inside, Qi Feng was about to turn around and leave.

But when Qi Feng turned around and wanted to leave, a voice that looked like a middle-aged man came from the restaurant: "Since you're here, why don't you stay and have a few drinks?"

Qi Feng was a little surprised, just now it was clear that there was not even a figure, but now he heard a man's voice, and he couldn't help but be a little vigilant.

The old man said that this town is very strange, and it seems to be a group of harmony, but in fact, there are new faces in the town every day, and some familiar faces are probably no longer visible.

Although Qi Feng said that he didn't know swordsmanship, he had also practiced the kung fu of the three-legged cat, and he had followed the old man to the north and south for so many years, and he still didn't fall off the stake.

Such a young man who looks white and tender on the outside, but in fact, his hand and leg strength are really much greater than ordinary people. Qi Feng breathed a sigh of relief, he was ready to fight with the man in front of him at any time, and when he turned around, he saw a man wearing a hat on his head, which was different from the one he saw in the courtyard last time, and the man in front of him clearly had a different aura on his body.

Qi Feng subconsciously took a few steps back and said tentatively, "Were you calling me just now?"

The middle-aged man nodded, speechless.

"Have you seen the old man next to me?" Qi Feng knew that the old man had a deep relationship with the person wearing the hat, and since the other party knew him, why not say it directly.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man seemed a little surprised when he saw Qi Feng take the initiative to talk about the old man, he subconsciously helped the hat, and then quickly recovered, and said: "We have been looking for him for a long time, a few days ago, someone found him, but that person never came back." ”

Qi Feng suddenly thought of the person who was hung in the courtyard by his old man, he was also a hat-wearer, and it was very likely that he was the man mentioned by the man in front of him.

But at this time, Qi Feng was not so stupid, he just silently did not speak, staring at the saber in the middle-aged man's hand.

As soon as the sword moves, it is gone.

After all, Qi Feng was a person who had read some books, and he quickly understood the reason why the other party had not done it for a long time.

Either they are afraid of their old man, or they have nothing to do with themselves, and the other party doesn't want to kill innocents.

Whatever the guess, I should be safe now.

After Qi Feng had these conjectures, he also let go of his hands and feet, but took the initiative to approach the man, found a chair to sit down, and asked, "Are you moving your hands and feet in the town?"

The middle-aged man was not too surprised when he saw that Qi Feng did not talk about the topic just now, and said in response: "Yes, but it's not." ”

Qi Feng scratched his head, only then would he remember that he was just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, how could he think about fighting and killing every day. He continued, "I'll tell you the truth, I can't find anyone you're looking for right now." ”

The man just continued to stare at Qi Feng, as if he wanted to see through the peach-eyed boy in front of him.

Not to be outdone, Qi Feng looked up at the hat-bearer. In fact, Qi Feng really didn't know where the old man had gone, and after that thick fog, the old man seemed to have evaporated from the world.

"The town will soon be back to its original state, and maybe I'll be there for nothing. The man in black said coldly, which overwhelmed Qi Feng.

Qi Feng said coldly: "Don't look for anyone?"

"I'm not looking for it. The middle-aged man drank all the tea on the table, quite like drinking.

But it's also strange to say, Qi Feng wanted to ask a long time ago, this is obviously a restaurant, but why hasn't he even smelled the smell of wine? Sometimes, reading too much seems to be really easy to get into the horns, the person in front of him is obviously the old man's enemy, but Qi Feng still can't help but want to say a few more words.

Qi Feng asked curiously: "This restaurant didn't exist in the town before, I know that it was your hands and feet that made the person in the town have a lot of skills to make a restaurant in the town out of thin air, but I want to ask, are you the person you want to use this restaurant to find you?" But you didn't make this wine smell everywhere in the town, how did you make him take the bait?"

The middle-aged man laughed lightly twice and said, "You are very smart, and he must have high hopes for you." Unfortunately, we might be able to be friends. ”

Qi Feng shook his head, waved his hand and said, "The book says that those who are unkind cannot stay for a long time. ”

"After only a few words, you think I'm unkind?" the middle-aged man still had a smile on his face.

"Neither you nor that person are like benevolent beings. Qi Feng still shook his head.

The middle-aged man didn't continue to talk about this topic, he got up and straightened the hat on his head, and said softly, "Let's go." ”

"I don't send it. Qi Feng turned his back and didn't look at him.

"What if I say, this restaurant is waiting for you? Suddenly, a middle-aged man's voice came from outside the building.

After the middle-aged man left, the peach-eyed young man narrowed his eyes, and the sweat behind his back also wet his clothes.

There is no wise person in this world, but he is only clever in his own right.