Chapter 11 Two Hundred Guards' Pacification Fee

"Second uncle, you're talking nonsense again."

Shangguan Fuya shook Lin Feng's arm shyly, looking at a gorgeously dressed middle-aged man who walked down from the second floor.

This person is the owner of this branch, Shangguan Fuya's second uncle.

Before, during the meal, Lin Feng met him, and although he and Shangguan Fuya were intimate at that time, the second uncle did not treat him well, and even looked at him coldly.

At this time, it was Lin Feng who didn't want to see him, because Lin Feng's eyes were focused on his thrown arm.

There is also Shangguan Fuyana's twin peaks that were plucked and trembled.

Friction friction, friction on this abundant twin peaks.

This comfortable pleasure made Lin Feng's body shake involuntarily.

It's so cool.

"Ahem...... Lin Feng, a junior, has seen the second uncle. ”

After a while, he felt that there was an extra layer of shadow in front of him, and Lin Feng expressed his embarrassment.

The blushing face can also be described as a red apple.

"I didn't expect that the virtuous nephew was still a master, it was the old man who looked away before, don't blame the old man."

"How so, hehe!"

Lin Feng said with a smile, and in his heart, he had actually scolded the guy in front of him who called himself an old man.

Didn't you hum and sigh while eating? You can give me a cold snort now.

And this forty-something, just give me the old husband and the old man, your uncle has a problem, want to rely on the old and sell the old?

Lin Feng didn't bother to pay attention to him, and the other party was obviously a little embarrassed, so the two said goodbye.

Lin Feng hugged Shangguan Fuya and continued to go back to the back garden to admire the chrysanthemums and touch the beauties.

As for this second uncle, what should he do, as long as he doesn't bother himself.

Another two days were spent, although most of the time was spent with the beauties, but Lin Feng's cultivation did not lag behind, but improved a lot.

In terms of internal strength, the progress is not bad, and it has finally entered the stage of the hall.

The only thing that made Lin Fengdan hurt was that he was a day later than Xiaoyun and walked into the hall, and he was almost not ridiculed to death by this apprentice.

Now, Xiaoyun has been dumped by himself, and let him learn from the big bald Wukong, and occasionally the Sun brothers will do it for him.

Anyway, what should be taught, Taijiquan Taijijian, and the Lingbo Weibu, the tricks have already been mastered, just practice a lot, and then find out some ways that suit you.

In addition, he also taught a set of swordsmanship, the wind sword technique, which is also an elegant route, focusing on dexterity.

This little guy has basically mastered it completely, Lin Feng feels that he has nothing to teach, it is better to let him and others learn some experience.

After all, even I have to ask for something from time to time.

In terms of spiritual power, Lin Feng felt that he was getting closer and closer to the peak of refining and refining qi, you must know that it was only five days.

Looking at the top-grade spirit stone in my hand, I have been sucked by myself for a few days, but the aura in it does not seem to have decreased much, and it still gives me a feeling of fullness.

What a treasure.

Lin Feng held it in the palm of his hand again and took a few bites, but he didn't know what the name of this superb spirit jade was.

I asked the Sun brothers, but they didn't know.

It seems that I can only wait for the future and ask Master Sun in person.

It's another early morning, and the back garden is full of flowers, and the dew on it is printed with the morning sun, exuding a colorful light.

The air in the whole courtyard was very sober and pleasant, and the laziness of the first awakening, after inhaling a puff of fragrance, was instantly dispelled without a trace.

Lin Feng had breakfast and took a few people back to the backyard.

Uncle Li has already recruited all the guards to escort, there are more than a hundred people, and everyone is ready to set off again and go to Qishui City.

The second uncle took the clerk and sent the caravan to the gate of Xicheng.

From a distance, I saw that the gate of the west city was full of people, and when I got closer, I realized that it was the prefect of the king, with his son who was tied with a gauze belt, and the city defense army, ready to send everyone off.

Lin Feng pursed his lips, although the mummy in front of him was saying sorry, but the resentment on his face was not hidden.

You shouted me out of the carriage because you wanted me to beat you up again, didn't you?

Lin Feng rolled his eyes, punched directly, and beckoned.

"Ah......h

Wang Shao shouted angrily, if it weren't for the prefect Wang pulling him, it was estimated that he would have come desperately in the morning.

The prefect of the king was full of reparation, and even shouted to the city defense army, forcing his son to kneel.

"Come on, you're optimistic about your dog, if you let me know what kind of blow this Shangguan family's Unipark branch has been hit, you have to be careful of the black gauze hat on your head."

"Of course you can choose not to believe it, and if you don't believe it, you can try."

Holding the black black gauze hat on his hand and patting it, Lin Feng casually threw it into the arms of the Wang Governor's Mansion, greeted him again, and the entire convoy began to set off again.

Back in the carriage, as for the prefect Wang who was still kowtowing and apologizing, and Wang Shao, who was roaring angrily, let them go.

The convoy slowly walked out of the west gate, followed the official road, and continued to walk forward.

Simon's crowd began to disperse slowly, leaving only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, clenched into fists, looking at the back of the convoy with resentment on his face.

Then he glanced at the prefect's team, his eyes turned twice, and the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a grim smile.

Out of Unipark City, it can be regarded as completely leaving the scope of the Central Plains.

What you see along the way is no longer the prosperous scenery.

There are small mountain villages full of smoke and chatting.

Fortunately, the people here seem to be very enthusiastic, occasionally passing by to ask for a drink or something, basically a word, the other party will immediately bring water, and occasionally send something fine.

However, it all costs money......

The Shangguan family's caravan should have passed by too many times, so the surrounding villagers are also very familiar with it, and such a good way to make money is naturally well grasped.

No, Lin Feng was in the carriage, eating the watermelons bought by the villagers.

It's just how a little dizzy.

Lin Feng shook his head a few times, and suddenly found that Shangguan Fuya in his arms actually had two heads.

His uncle's poisonous.

Lin Feng almost cried, but he was actually pitted by these villagers.

Lin Feng was in a hurry, and before he fell into a coma, he finally took a hundred poison pills.

In an instant, the refreshing medicinal power flowed downstream, and then rushed straight to the brain, and the whole person came to his senses.

Looking at his arms, Shangguan Fuya was already unconscious, and his frowning appearance was obviously enduring the pain caused by the poison.

Lin Feng hurriedly gave Shangguan Fuya a penalty.

After only half a breath, Shangguan Fuya came to her senses, and Lin Feng hurriedly stopped her from making a sound, and after calming her, he carefully opened the curtain of the car.

The whole convoy had stopped advancing, but Lin Feng didn't see the villagers, could it be that I misunderstood them?

Carefully slipped out of the carriage, Lin Feng looked back, good guy, there was a large wave of villagers behind him, who were holding machetes and ropes or something, and ran over quickly.

Fortunately, Lin Feng's carriage was at the forefront at this time, so no villagers had come here yet.

Looking at the side again, Wukong Wujing was sitting cross-legged on the ground chanting, obviously relying on the power of the Buddha to dispel the medicinal properties of the poison.

As for the Sun brothers, they slept like dead pigs, and the two little children, their bodies were a little convulsive at this time.

They eat the most, and they are children, and the poisoning is too deep.

Lin Feng hurriedly gave a hundred poison pills to several people, and after waiting for a while, several people came to their senses.

"You guys up."

Lin Feng snorted coldly, and was holding the two little ones in his arms, although the medicinal properties were removed, his face was still a little pale, and his body trembled slightly.

It is estimated that if it is a little later, these two little guys with resistance will die young.

After all, even a poison that can be poisoned by a master of chemical strength, this effect cannot be described as non-poisonous.

Fortunately, now, the poison has been resolved, and the two little children are also quickly recovering their blood color, and they are fine.

Looking at the back, the villagers who were originally tying up the guards and opening the wooden box saw the four of them rushing towards with this weapon viciously, but they didn't have the slightest timidity, but pulled out the machete behind their backs and met them.

Is this Nima still a villager?

Lin Feng shook his head secretly, the villagers may have, because when they sold things to themselves before, they didn't have that kind of false performance.

But I'm afraid that more of them are bandits and bandits.

is this strength, although there are more than 100 people on the other side, Lin Feng did not look worried, but quickly took out a big iron pot from the board car behind him and hugged it into his own carriage.

Lin Feng didn't dare to use the water provided by the villagers, but fortunately, he prepared a lot of it in his Qiankun bag.

Lin Feng quickly filled the cauldron with water, then threw two Hundred Poison Pills into it, stirred them, and when the Hundred Poison Pills were dissolved, Lin Feng held the big iron pot and walked out.

Let's see if the diluted Hundred Poison Pill still has the miraculous effect of curing all kinds of poisons.

Lin Feng scooped a spoonful, and the first person to experiment was naturally Uncle Li.

After all, it was his own person, Lin Feng rudely opened the other party's mouth and poured it directly into it with a spoonful.

After waiting for two breaths, the other party suddenly coughed, and his face slowly returned to ruddy.

It works, but the power of the medicine seems to be slower, and the other party has recovered, but his physical strength is relatively weak.

But this is already good, Lin Feng doesn't have so many hundred poison pills to save so many people.

Together with Shangguan Fuya and the two recovered little kids, the four of them quickly fed the guards a spoonful of diluted medicinal soup.

For a time, the battlefield was split in half.

On one side, there is the sound of ping-pong fighting, as well as miserable wails and cries for help.

On one side, there are all kinds of coughs, and even the sound of vomiting.

However, on both sides, there are many people who have closed their eyes and are buried here.

The battle is over, and Uncle Li is almost recovering, and he is crying with tears on his face at this time.

But do you think he's crying over the forty or so guards who died?

Well, yes, indeed, but not the sadness of fear of death, but the fact that after these people died, they had to accompany each other's families with a lot of comfort money.

Along the way, two hundred plus died, this appeasement fee is a lot, Uncle Li is really worried that after he goes back, he will probably be swept away by the Shangguan family.

What he was worried about was, of course, this.