Chapter 452: The Philosophy of Catching Sparrows

Feng Wu broke into the Lion Ridge with his soldiers, Yi Fan had already run out of it, and shook his head at Feng Wu: "It's the same as before." ”

Feng Wu plunged a sword into the ground, raised his hand and touched the back of his head - a nest of grass, said that he would kill the Quartet, and he was fierce, and his blood was extinguished like this?

"It's the same as the previous copycat situation, everyone seems to be drunk, and no matter how they fight, they can't be sober." Yi Fan had suspicion in his eyes, this attack on the mountain was inevitably too smooth, and it was incredible.

From the first Maple Leaf Ridge, they were very well prepared, so they went in carefully to take a look - all the people fell to the ground?

"Clean up and move on to the next cottage." Feng Wu lifted his armor, took off his helmet and put it under his armpit, stretched out his hand and waved, licked his mouth, how could he, the 'young general', have no sense of accomplishment.

The adjutant general walked up and said to Feng Wu: "Young General, the last general sees that this situation is unusual, is it better to slow down some steps and ask someone to find out." "Maybe it's a deliberate trap to lure the enemy in.

Feng Wu rubbed his hair irritably, Feng Zhu that dead boy was not there when he should have been, who is he looking for now, his grandmother, yes, he is not really Yan Hui, you know.

"Major General?" The deputy general shouted a few times, and when he saw that Feng Wu did not react, he raised his voice a little.

"There's some truth to what you're saying." Feng Wu pretended to be calm and nodded, and stretched out his hand to point casually: "A few of you go to the back mountain to have a look, and you guys have a look around." ”

A few who received the order left one after another, and Yi Fan had already come back from a circle next to him, and said, "None of them are sober." ”

Feng Wu's mouth pursed, this is so good, he can't even find someone to ask, "Let's rest on the spot first, and then look back when the search comes back." ”

Yi Fan looked at the opposite mountain, turned around and said, "Young General, the mountain behind is Sunset Ridge, let me go and check the situation first." He didn't mention who the cottage leader was, what the weapons and equipment were, anyway, they were all paralyzed on the ground, and he said it in vain.

Feng Wu thought that this kid was working hard, and seeing that he took the initiative, he nodded generously and said, "Yes, pay attention to safety, don't rush forward in case of danger." As a major general with the style of a general, Feng Wu felt that he still had to persuade the young man a few words.

Yi Fan was silent and swept out with light skills.

Feng Wu rubbed his chin, hey, this dead boy, Lao Tzu finally told someone, and you weren't moved at all?

Everyone quickly cleaned up people and things, the rain was swishing, and it was a little weird that the cottage was quiet for a while, Feng Wu had been a dark guard for a long time, and he had long been used to the dark, but under the premise of so many people, he always felt uncomfortable.

"Major General, where is the military division?" The deputy general walked over again, looked left and right, and there was a little curiosity and gossip in his eyes.

Feng Wu narrowed his slender eyebrows, did he see it wrong, why did this old boy say in a strange tone when he mentioned the stinky boy in Fengzhu, but he didn't think too much: "The military advisor is strategizing, of course, in the rear." ”

"Oh...... Do you want to inform the military advisor about the situation here? Feng Wu took a step, and the deputy general followed up.

Feng Wu suspected that since the old man misunderstood the relationship between him and Feng Zhu, the old man had recently started to chatter, facing him on the left and then on the other, but he really didn't take the initiative to speak, what to say? Is he going to say, 'I'm innocent with Feng Zhu, and I don't have any fetishes'?

Feng Wu stopped, looked at the deputy general and said, "Then send someone to inform the military division." ”

originally thought that the old man should go, but Feng Wu walked a few steps and found that the old man was still following behind, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but say, "What's the problem?" ”

The lieutenant rolled his mouth and hesitated, "This ...... The last general will feel ......"

Feng Wu's head was a little swollen when he heard the last three words, because usually the back is connected to a long speech.

Sure enough, the adjutant general did not live up to Feng Wu's 'expectations', and said in a slightly vicissitudes and stale tone, "I don't know where the military advisor is, but the last general has lived for decades and seen a lot of people, the military advisor is indeed an extraordinary person, a man with a heart and earth, and he talks elegantly, and he is very likable......

Feng Wu plucked out his ears, is this old boy mistaken, how did the painting style change and praise the wind erected, who told him a few days ago that the hair is not growing and unreliable, is it called the dirty thing to lean over.

"But ......" Finally, the adjutant general's words changed, as if there was an unspeakable hidden, and he swallowed: "Although the people in this world are open, in the end, it is not allowed to violate the existence of heaven and earth, and it is better to follow the set of the ancestors, after all, the young general is young and promising, why worry about the future, how can he be willing to fall for this, I am afraid that the gains will outweigh the losses, but they will not fall well." ”

The corners of Feng Wu's mouth twitched: "Vice General Liu, you think too much......"

"The last general understands, the last general understands, the young general doesn't need to explain more." The adjutant general arched his hand and said goodbye: "The young general should consider the words of the last general, and the last general is also really thinking about the young general." ”

Feng Wugan stared at the old man and finished talking to himself, and then turned around and left in a dashing manner, and sighed meaningfully before the key, what, what do you mean? I love Chinese.com

When Feng Wu came back to his senses, he kicked away the pile of stones next to him - wow,! What kind of old man is this, where did he come from?

Feng Zhi, who was in Zhouji, sneezed into the sky and touched his nose, why did he suddenly feel itchy.

The secret guard who pretended to be a businessman next to him glanced at Feng Zhu, his eyes fell on the feather fan in his hand, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he knew by looking at his expression that he was complaining about Feng Zhu's pretentiousness, the wind was so strong, the weather was so cold, what kind of fan, really.

Feng sat in a tea stall, waved the feather fan in his right hand, picked up the teapot with his left hand to fill himself with tea, the corners of his eyes were half narrowed, and there was still a little smile on his mouth: "You don't have to turn around, I see you snickering." ”

The dark guard was stunned, this smiling fox was really as hateful as before!

"Lord Wind, do you think those people will come tonight?" The dark guard walked over to Feng Zhu, clasped his arms in his hands, and looked at the entrance not far away.

This is Zhouji, which can be said to be the first wild market outside the east gate of Lanxian County.

The reason why I say this is because there is a certain booth fee for setting up a stall in Lan County, and then Lan County is located at the junction, and there are many people of different nationalities who come to sell or exchange goods.

There are not many tricks here, except for the tea shed where the wind sits upright, most of them sell vegetables, and occasionally there is a selling point handmade gadgets and the like, all of which are greedy for the cheap stall fee here, almost no money.

Xiangjing Fang in the city was originally the most lively place, but there was a murder case, and 'Chen Yuanang' controlled the manpower, so it was deserted, but the people in the city still had to buy vegetables and eat, so it was lively here.

But no matter how lively it is in the middle of the night, especially on a rainy day, there should be no one. The reason why the stalls have not been dispersed now is because two days ago, the government issued an order, in order to promote the normal trade of Lan County, so a seven-day night market was held, and the location was also selected in the weekly market.

"I'm afraid it's ......" Feng Zhu took a sip of tea, and a gleam flowed from the crooked fox eyes, "It won't come." ”

This is a trap specially set up for the black boss of Thirty-three Villages, and the plan is not difficult, first of all, he deliberately spread the news that the original tree is not dead, and revealed that he has a painting in his hand, and he also plans to connect with people in the night market.

From the point of view of Feng Vertical, the trap doesn't have to be too complicated, as long as it's easy to use, since that person came to Lanxian County for this painting, then give him what he wants, even if he doubts it, he won't let it go.

The dark guard threw the rag in his hand onto the table, puzzled, "Why?" They looked left and right, and they were still pretending to be quite similar.

Whether it's a vegetable seller or a sugar painter in front, yes, it's all a secret guard pretending.

Feng turned his head to look at him with a smile: "Who is out in the middle of the night, especially on a rainy day?" "Even in the night market, it is impossible to set up stalls until so late, and not a single stall is gone, all of them stick to it, clearly telling people that there is a trap.

"Then ......," the Dark Guard said, didn't you tell us to do this?

Feng Zhu shook his fan, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Originally, I imagined that he was in a hurry to find the picture of "Four Scenes", and even if it was a trap, he would not hesitate to break in...... "When a person desperately wants something, he will not let go of any possibility, even if he knows that there is little hope, he does not want to regret his mistakes."

The dark guard still didn't understand: "But why didn't he come?" ”

"I think maybe there's something going on in the mountains." Feng Zhu's eyelids narrowed slightly, and he said with a touch of speculation in his expression: "With his scheming, if there is a little difference, he will associate it and find clues." "Feng Zhu has understood the opponent, even if there is little news, but he understands that it is a difficult person to deal with.

Sometimes mystery is not a single label, but the person is strong enough and calculating.

"What now?" The dark guard asked, looking at the black rain curtain in the distance.

Feng stood up and waved his feather fan: "Let's disperse first." ”

"That's it?" This kind of person is placed outside, and he always feels uneasy, even if the thirty-three villages are destroyed, when the time comes, he will go elsewhere and start a mess.

Feng raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly, and suddenly asked a question that was not related to Feng Ma and Niu: "Do you know how to catch birds?" ”

The dark guard grabbed his neck with his hand, isn't this, isn't it directly grabbed with light work?

"Before putting on a real trap, you always have to give the other party a little sweetness." Feng Zhu's voice was blown very lightly by the rain, and he plunged into the rain curtain, his robe fluttering, and he was extraordinarily free.

The dark guard was stunned in place, what is Lord Feng talking about, tonight is just a warm-up for the other party with a little sweetness, and it is not really action?

So they came here to blow the wind and rain for a long time, for what?