Seeing that the person who came was so similar to Uncle Jiu, if it weren't for such an obvious dialect in his voice, Chen Feng really thought that Uncle Jiu had come here.

"Master, save me."

When the man with glasses saw the visitor, his face showed a hint of relief, and he couldn't help shouting at the visitor.

Just now others knew whether they knew or not, and they didn't know, but the way the young man looked at him made his heart chill, even more terrible than seeing the master mad at himself.

The person who came walked up to Chen Feng and nodded embarrassedly, but Chen Feng also hurriedly nodded in response. However, Chen Feng's eyes have been fixed on the person who came, and he has been away from Renjia Town for more than a year, and he doesn't know what happened to Uncle Nine and Wen Caiqiusheng?

Chen Feng's gaze also made the person who had just arrived a little curious, I don't know why the young man in front of him kept staring at him, could it be that there was something on his face?

"Don't let people go yet."

The man glared at the man with glasses, and his tone was obviously a little angry.

"No, master."

The man with glasses was just about to defend himself, but he was reluctantly let go of his hand by the light man who came.

"This Daoist brother, why don't you come early or late, but come at this time."

The visitor saw Mao Shanming dressed as a Taoist priest and frowned.

Mao Shanming, who was let go by the glasses man, rubbed his neck, and asked curiously.

"Fellow Daoist, what happened? Why are you so armed?"

Just as the person was about to explain, the man with glasses standing on the side pinched his waist very prominently.

"We got word that a gang of horse thieves wanted to ransack our town, but you caught up with it, and it seems that your luck is really enough."

Mao Shanming, who was still very curious, heard that he had met a horse thief, and he was suddenly a little frightened, and his eyes kept looking at Chen Feng outside the door.

This person who looked like Uncle Nine originally thought that Chen Feng, who was standing outside the door, was a disciple of Mao Shanming, but when he saw Mao Shanming's movements, he was headed by this person outside the door, and he couldn't help but turn his head with some curiosity to look at Chen Feng, who was also in his early twenties.

Chen Feng is wearing ordinary people's clothes now, and he can't see anything at all.

"Under is Maoshan Lin Ying, who has learned a few hand arts, I don't know who the two are"?

Someone came to report to their home, wanting to explore the details of Maoshan Ming and Chen Feng. Hearing the words of the visitor, Chen Feng couldn't help frowning, isn't the actor of Uncle Nine Lin Zhengying, and you directly removed the word in the middle.

"In Xia Maoshan Ming, he is a country horseman, and I am fortunate to have worshiped a Maoshan master as a teacher, and I am a registered disciple."

Mao Shan Ming clasped his fists and saluted.

"I'll go, that's not what you told me before."

After listening to Mao Shanming's self-introduction, Chen Feng wanted to complain, is this a fake Li Ghost who saw the real Li Kui, and was he afraid of revealing his stuffing?

Seeing that the two of them had already reported their homes, Chen Feng also stepped forward to Lin Ying.

"Below is Chen Feng, a disciple of Maoshan XX Dai Lin Jiu, I still have to call you uncle."

"You are a disciple of Senior Brother Jiu"?

Lin Ying was shocked when he heard Chen Feng's introduction, and kept looking Chen Feng up and down.

"Uncle Shi also knows my master"?

Chen Feng looked at Lin Ying with some curiosity, although there were not many disciples of Maoshan Ninth Uncle's generation, there were three or two hundred people. As brothers in the same sect, they belong to different masters, so they shouldn't have too much contact with each other.

"Originally, we really didn't know each other, but I look very similar to Senior Brother Jiu, which is also a strange thing, you kept staring at me just now, isn't it because of this?"

Lin Ying was still a little curious about why Chen Feng had been staring at him just now, but now he heard Chen Feng say that he was actually a disciple of Senior Brother Jiu, and the appearance of himself and Senior Brother Jiu was so similar, it must have made Chen Feng feel strange.

Chen Feng listened to Lin Ying's explanation and muttered in his heart.

"I give 100 points for this explanation, obviously they are all played by the same person, and I have to say so many doors, I don't accept the wall, so I will obey you."

Mao Shan on the side was a little dumbfounded, thinking about what he had said to Chen Feng before, couldn't it be that Chen Feng had already seen through himself, and suddenly his face was a little embarrassed.

Several people were climbing up their relatives when a young man with a torch rushed in from outside.

"Uncle Ying, it's no good, that group of horse thieves just crossed the river in the river, and they are about to reach the big forest."

Lin Ying listened to the report and turned her head to look at the man with glasses.

"Cuong, are you all ready"?

"It's all ready," said the man with glasses.

"Okay, let's go", Lin Ying waved his hand and beckoned everyone out of the inn.

Chen Feng looked at the people who stayed behind were some old and weak women and children, if this was in the past, he should have been watched, but now that he has just confessed to Lin Ying, it is a family, as a nephew, if he doesn't go out, it will be a bit too much.

"Mao Daoyou, I know why you follow me, and I don't want to say anything. Come, the gossip umbrella will be returned to you, and the two little things will also be put away inside."

Chen Feng took out the gossip umbrella on his body and handed it to Mao Shanming, while he turned around and hurried to catch up with Lin Ying.

Mao Shanming touched the gossip umbrella, saw it jump, knew that Dabao Xiaobao was indeed inside, sighed softly, and quickly ordered everyone to close the door.

In the silent woods, Chen Feng looked around and found that there were at least hundreds of young people hiding in the grass, Lin Ying was lying in the grass at the front, and hurriedly took a few steps to Lin Ying's side.

"Hey, why are you here? If you get hurt, how can I explain it to Senior Brother Nine?"

When Lin Ying saw that Chen Feng was also here, she couldn't help but blame her. Although Chen Feng was in front of the inn before, he directly knocked down more than a dozen young people in the village, but in Lin Ying's opinion, this is just an ordinary person's fists and kicks.

This group of horse thieves is not an ordinary person, it is very likely that they are some warlocks and the like, even if Chen Feng learns righteousness from the ninth senior brother, but he should not have much cultivation at a young age.

"Uncle Shi, don't worry about this, I definitely have the ability to protect myself, otherwise, the master will not let me travel with confidence."

Chen Feng smiled, and he still felt warm in his heart. It's been nearly a year since he left the Ninth Uncle's four-eyed Daoist, and no one has ever cared so much about him.

"Okay then, you can follow me in a while and don't run around, and I can also reach out to help you when the time comes."

Lin Ying felt a slight vibration on the ground, and knew that even if Chen Feng was allowed to leave now, he would not be able to leave, and it was even very likely that he would expose the intentions of himself and others, so he could only tell Chen Feng to follow closely behind him, so as not to be really injured by the horse thief when he got it.

The ground shook more and more, and even the sound of horses neighing could be heard.

In a short time, seven or eight men in black robes rode on war horses and rushed along the path of the grove.