This kind of "guidance" is naturally not a good word, but a kind of suspicion and defense.

"Do you know Zhang Meng?" asked Rice Song, who didn't want the Miscellaneous Room to have anything to do with that Zhang Meng.

The small handyman room couldn't withstand the toss of a qi practitioner, and if he inadvertently offended a qi practitioner, he was unwilling.

"Yes, this senior brother, I was just going to find him. Can you tell me where he lives?" asked Mu Feng.

"Senior Brother Zhang Meng is a Qi practitioner, they naturally live above the main hall, I don't know where they are. ”

Rice Song said truthfully that he was a handyman, responsible for fetching water and sweeping the floor, and he naturally couldn't go to the residence of the qi practitioner.

"Grab these two buckets of water and go back to the servant room with me first. Rice Song gestured to the two buckets on the ground.

Mu Feng stepped forward, he lifted a bucket of water in his left and right hands, and followed Mi Song.

"This kid has a lot of strength. Mi Song looked back at Mu Feng, only to see Mu Feng holding two large buckets in his hands, his pace was even, and he followed him calmly.

"The steward has found me a good helper, but this person has something to do with Li Meng, so I have to ask him carefully. Mi Song said in his heart.

"My name is Mi Song, and the steward of this miscellaneous room has a good relationship with me, and I will cover you in the future, so you can follow me and do it well. Misson said.

"What's your name?" asked Mu Feng as he walked.

"Senior Brother Mi, my name is Mu Feng. Mu Feng replied truthfully, there are qi practitioners from Shui Yun Peak on Jinyang Peak, and his identity naturally cannot be hidden.

Then Mu Feng was frank in his heart and didn't bother to lie at all.

"Mu Feng, Mu Feng. The name is somewhat familiar. Mison pondered.

"I remembered it, I heard that there was a handyman named Mu Feng in Shuiyun Peak, and he turned Shuiyun upside down. Misson remembered the origin of the name.

"How can you have the same name as him, this is not good for your future development in Jinyang Peak. Or you should change your name. ”

Mi Song said seriously, Mu Feng's name was too dazzling, and he didn't want to cause trouble to the miscellaneous room.

"Senior Brother Mi, I..." Before Mu Feng finished speaking, a qi practitioner had already discovered Mu Feng.

"Where are you going?"

This qi practitioner was in the middle of the road, his feet spread apart, and he stood with his arms crossed, just blocking Mi Song's way.

"Yo, isn't this the new Senior Brother Wang? Metson clenched his fists in a bow, and he lowered his posture.

"Get out of the way, I'm not looking for you. The practitioner surnamed Wang said coldly.

Cold sweat was dripping down Mi Song's forehead, his status as a handyman was low, and he was usually cautious, and he didn't know when he offended this new qi practitioner.

"Mu Feng, you've finished the scourge of Shuiyun Peak, do you still want Jinyang Peak to also do the scourge?

You really can't support the wall with mud, and you have stolen hundreds of bottles of spiritual grass liquid and have not opened up a qi spring.

Do you want to wear this miscellaneous clothes for the rest of your life? ”

This person is the qi practitioner who ran away from Shuiyun Peak and came to Jinyang Peak.

Mu Feng listened to this slightly familiar voice, he remembered the conversation after Liuquan, and one of the voices was in line with this Qi practitioner surnamed Wang.

"Mu Feng, Mu Feng of Shuiyun Peak!" Mi Song's eyes widened, dumbfounded, and speechless.

"Senior Brother Wang, I came to Shuiyun Peak to find someone, and I will naturally leave after I find someone. ”

Mu Feng spoke very politely, he didn't know this qi practitioner originally, but after listening to Mi Song's words, he knew that the qi practitioner in front of him was surnamed Wang.

"Oh, you mean the fat man. You're just in time, he's in bed right now, and he needs someone to take care of him. ”

The qi practitioner surnamed Wang snorted coldly, and several of them repaired Zhang Meng in the name of competition.

Anger flashed in Mu Feng's eyes, this Qi practitioner surnamed Wang was too arrogant.

Their grievances were against Mu Feng, why did they want to attack Zhang Meng.

"Zhang Meng lives there!" Mu Feng said coldly.

He has opened up the fountain of life, and he is not afraid of the qi practitioner in front of him, but he doesn't want to turn his face with him, he wants to go and see Zhang Meng's situation first.

"Boy, this is Jinyang Peak. It's not a place where you can be arrogant as a handyman.

I advise you to take care of your hands and feet, Jinyang Peak is not very peaceful, and there are often broken hands and feet.

If you're afraid, hurry back to Shuiyun Peak, Jinyang Peak is not your world. ”

The qi practitioner surnamed Wang looked at the left and right, he didn't find the existence of the turtle and the totem, and his confidence was more sufficient.

He is a qi practitioner, if he doesn't consider Mu Feng's background, he can slap Mu Feng, a miscellaneous servant, away.

"Senior Brother Mi, you said that Qi Practitioners live in the main hall, may I ask where is the main hall of Jinyang Peak?"

Mu Feng didn't pay attention to the Qi practitioner surnamed Wang, he was very worried about Zhang Meng's safety.

"Mu, Senior Brother Mu. The Qi Cultivators of Jinyang Peak lived in that temple. ”

Mi Song trembled, raised his hand and pointed towards the rows of palaces, he had already heard of Mu Feng's deeds, and he was both revered and in awe of him.

As a handyman, Mu Feng was able to stir Shui Yunfeng into a miasma, making a group of qi practitioners dare to be angry and dare not speak, which was such an incredible thing for him.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Mi, it's a little meaning, not a tribute. ”

Mu Feng put down the bucket, took out a bottle of spiritual grass liquid from his arms, and threw it at Mi Song.

He himself is a miscellaneous servant, so he naturally knows the difficulties of miscellaneous servants. This small bottle of spirit grass liquid is a precious thing to the handymen.

"Ahh Thank you. Mi Song stretched out his hand to take the spirit grass liquid, he panicked, looking at the spirit grass liquid in his hand, he was extremely excited, and his face flushed.

A trace of greed flashed on the face of the qi practitioner surnamed Wang, and Mu Feng's wealth made him feel very uncomfortable.

Although he was well-known among Qi practitioners, he only had five bottles of Spirit Grass Liquid a month.

And in the past two months, it was because of the people in front of him that he only received two bottles of spirit grass liquid. For him, this is far from enough.

Looking at the culprit in front of him who caused the spirit grass liquid to be halved, and the spirit grass liquid that he gave to the miscellaneous servants, he was naturally indignant in his heart.

He is a high-ranking qi practitioner, so he naturally disdains to snatch the spirit grass liquid in the hands of the handyman, he has a bigger plan.

There was a sly light in his eyes, and he looked at Mu Feng, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Feng ignored the Qi Practitioner surnamed Wang, and he strode towards the temple that Mi Song pointed to.

He was very worried about Zhang Meng and didn't know what Zhang Meng's situation was now.

Mu Feng walked towards the main hall where the qi practitioners lived, and along the way, he met many Qi practitioners from Jinyang Peak. The men looked at him and stopped asking.

He was wearing the clothes of a miscellaneous servant, and the miscellaneous servant usually had to help the qi practitioner store and change clothes, so he could naturally enter and leave the main hall at will.

"May I ask Senior Brother, do you know where Zhang Meng lives?"

Mu Feng saw a qi practitioner passing by, and he asked politely.

"Senior Brother Zhang Meng lives in that house. The qi practitioner raised his hand and pointed to a house.

"You're a handyman, for the sake of your usual way of helping us clean up our messes.

I advise you not to get too close to Zhang Meng, many senior brothers and younger brothers have complained about Zhang Meng recently. ”

The qi practitioner whispered.

"Thank you, brother, I see. Mu Feng clasped his fists and saluted, and he walked towards the house that the qi practitioner was referring to.

"Chubby dun. Mu Feng called softly outside the door, he called twice, and when he saw that there was no response, he raised his palms and pushed the door in.

Zhang Meng's room was much larger than Mu Feng's miscellaneous room, more than ten zhang long and wide.

Mu Feng's eyes roamed around the room, and he saw the wooden bed in the corner, and a fleshy body was lying on the wooden bed.

Zhang Meng's round belly was rising and falling slightly, he fell asleep, his face was blue and purple, swollen and very high.

Mu Feng slowly walked into the wooden bed, Zhang Meng's cheeks were swollen, and his eyes were squeezed into two narrow slits.

His calves were covered in gauze, and the white gauze was wet with blood, giving it a dark red color.

Mu Feng gently closed the door and returned to the house to sit down, he didn't want to wake up Zhang Meng.

His eyes were clouded, the muscles of his face were shaking, his teeth were clenched, and he was angry and furious.

Zhang Meng was the youngest of his former Sunset Village, but now he has been disabled.

"Get out, you guys get out of the way, I'll hand over all the spirit grass liquid to you. ”

"If you don't talk about credit, why do you still want to do it to me. ”

"I'll bite you to death... My leg... Ah, it hurts me..."

"This time it's a big loss, I'll go to him and ask for fifty bottles of spirit grass liquid. It seems a little less, so let's sixty bottles, it sounds like that guy is quite rich anyway. ”

Zhang Meng whispered in his dream, and dense sweat leaked from his chubby forehead.

Zhang Meng woke up, he touched the sweat on his forehead, and exhaled heavily.

"Grandma, these people are really ruthless. Zhang Meng sighed.

"Chubby dun. Mu Feng called softly.

"Mu Feng!" Zhang Meng stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, he heard Mu Feng's voice.

His eyes were swollen into two thin slits, and he couldn't see where Mu Feng was.

"You damn Mu Feng, do you know what you've done to me. Zhang Meng cried as if he were complaining.

"They say you're a thief and want me to compensate them. I'm not convinced.

But what they said was convincing and clear-sighted, and I reluctantly believed it.

Then I gave them a few bottles of spirit grass liquid on my body.

But after they got the spirit grass liquid, they didn't talk about trust. Let's do it to me.

They clearly said that they would not hit me, and they clearly said that they would not hit people in the face.

It's all liars, it's so hateful for them, so many people bully the fat man and I alone. ”

Zhang Meng grinded his teeth, he was venting his dissatisfaction.

Mu Feng listened quietly, he didn't speak, he felt a little sorry for Zhang Meng in front of him.

"Mu Feng, I heard them say, you are the master of Shui Yunfeng. I didn't expect that I would become a qi practitioner, and I would be surpassed by you at this convenience. ”

"I heard that you stole it, no, you borrowed hundreds of bottles of spirit grass liquid. ”

"Whatever the hell you can score me for one or two hundred bottles. I was beaten for you, and I can't even drink the soup. ”

"I'm just going to heal my leg injury, and I'll go to Shuiyun Peak to borrow some spirit grass liquid from you. ”

Zhang Meng's swollen face was full of smiles, red and black, very good-looking.

He was about to slowly move out of bed, when Mu Feng stepped forward to help him up and made him sit up.

"Mu Feng, look. There were at least seven or eight fists on his face. Zhang Meng stretched out his hand and pointed to his face.

"If you look at it again, you have been kicked in the back more than a dozen times. He lifted his robe, revealing his back.