Chapter 390: Being Stalked
Wuhun Festival is the oldest traditional festival in Wuhun Continent, every time on this festival, people have to wear incense bags, hang high lanterns, go out to pick mugwort, etc., these activities have become an eternal custom, from ancient times to the present.
If you talk about the origin of the Wuhun Festival, you have to start with the unprecedented war in this world.
Legend has it that in the primeval period, this continent once faced the invasion of foreign races, countless territories were destroyed, and seeing the country ruined and the people displaced, some aspiring lands were angry and swore to defend the country.
Slowly, these aspiring lands, because of their strong will and unyielding spirit on the verge of death, formed a backbone against the alien race, but just when they were about to counterattack the alien race.
But I don't know who leaked the news, and it was besieged by thousands of times the alien race, and when I heard that this group of people was besieged, people from all walks of life in the world came to help.
But when they arrived, they were presented with a magnificent scene of blood flowing thousands of miles and corpses all over the field.
But the facts afterwards are cruel proof, these fearless aspiring land has all died in battle, no survivors, in order to remember these heroes who also resolutely went to die to protect their homeland, they called them the 'martial spirits' who died in battle, and the day they died in battle was also established as the festival of the entire continent - Wuhun Festival.
Mengyan Tower, the famous nightlife location of Tianlong Dadu, although it is not as aristocratic as the Seven Immortals Palace, but her reputation in Tianlong Dadu is no worse than the Seven Immortals Palace, and it is more suitable for some low- and middle-level people.
At this moment, she is also like other Fengyue places, and she really began her prosperity, here for the pretty women with pink tent tassels, there are not less high-rollers who spend a lot of money, and some men with staggered wine glasses have slowly shown their own demeanor at this moment, and the noise everywhere is one after another.
At the door of Mengyan Building, a half-aged with a good voice, with the most common flattering smile on her face, nodded from time to time to greet the guests who came or left from front of her.
The humility of the face, the cordiality of the words, and almost everyone is a little affectionate, there seems to be no one she doesn't know, although the words are slightly slippery, but the words do make people feel comfortable from the heart.
Ling Feng also entered this place in his warm greeting, in fact, according to his character, he would not enter this kind of place no matter what.
But today was a bit of an exception, because he found something very interesting, and if he was not mistaken, he should have been followed by now.
Originally, after learning the news that the day after tomorrow was the 'Martial Spirit Festival' from the noisy restaurant, he was going to go to the academy to listen to the class, after all, he was also a student of Purple Lake Academy, but he had never taken a class, which was really a bit unreasonable in his heart.
Although he knew that with what he knew and heard now, it didn't matter whether he listened to the lecture or not, but according to his thoughts, it would be good to go there and show himself and get to know some of his classmates.
Unexpectedly, he was only halfway to the academy, and he found that he was being followed, at first he was not very sure, but when he circled a few streets and entered a few taverns and teahouses, he had to admit that he was indeed being followed.
When such a thing happened, he was originally thought to be a person, and he would have solved it immediately, but the person who was following him was also smart and tight, whenever Ling Feng deliberately led to some remote and less crowded dark alleys, that person would stop and not move forward.
And what made Ling Feng feel at a loss was that although this person had been following him, he had not shown any hostility or killing intent, which made Ling Feng very unaware of what this person was following him for.
Because of the above reasons, in order to find out this person's intentions, Ling Feng went around with him like this, and walked to the street, Ling Feng went to the store every time, and went to the building every time, no, now that it was night, there was another 'building' in front of him, he didn't even look at what the building was, so he walked in.
Entering the Mengyan Building, Ling Feng casually found a table by the window upstairs, and then threw a handful of gold coins at the turtle slave who greeted him, and said that he didn't want people to disturb him, so he sat down.
Then, as if unintentionally, he cast his eyes on the street outside the window, and at this time, dozens of feet away from the street, a long figure dressed in black and masked in a black scarf stood there quietly like a ghost.
Although he was just standing there quietly, except for Ling Feng, the other people who passed by him were completely unaware of this person's existence.
If it weren't for Ling Feng's lack of spiritual sense, just by looking at it with his eyes, he would have thought that there was still an empty air in front of him, but even though his spiritual sense sensed his existence, it still gave people a feeling of fluctuation, as if the man in black had already merged into heaven and earth.
He understood that the strength of the man in black was not very strong, but the method of concealing the aura was already terrifying to the extreme, and he could completely shrink the breath of life back to himself without leaking the slightest, and he understood that this person must have cultivated exercises such as the Turtle Wave Gong.
Once this kind of exercise reaches the extreme, it can absorb the breath of the whole body into the body, and even assimilate the surrounding breath, so that it can completely hide itself in the open space.
It's just that the person who cultivates this kind of exercise, Ling Feng really encountered it for the first time, and the reason why he could sense the man in black was because of his strong spiritual sense, not because the man in black leaked his breath.
Although he has never had direct contact with the person who is following him, he has now recognized that this man in black is the person who has been following him, this guy is not a killer, and he is also a killer, and he is here for his head worth 100,000 gold coins.
Just as Ling Feng was thinking about how to deal with this, the man in black's fluttering eyes seemed to smile at him, and then suddenly disappeared in front of Ling Feng's eyes, as if with a gust of wind blowing, and suddenly disappeared completely.
"This is the ...... So familiar? Seeing this method, Ling Feng was slightly stunned at first, and then his face changed, as if he suddenly remembered something, and he actually chased him out directly through the window.
"This is the ...... So familiar? Seeing this method, Ling Feng was slightly stunned at first, and then his face changed, as if he suddenly remembered something, and he actually chased him out directly through the window.
"This is the ...... So familiar? Seeing this method, Ling Feng was slightly stunned at first, and then his face changed, as if he suddenly remembered something, and he actually chased him out directly through the window.
(End of chapter)