As the sun sets, the huge Yong'an City begins to enter the night, the bustling streets gradually become scarce, the red lanterns are hung high, and the little two in the shops on both sides push the wooden planks to close and end the day's business.

Ma Feifei walked alone on an unfamiliar street, his face a little helpless.

He was lost.

Since he was separated from Yihe, he has been lost, to be precise, he has not remembered the way he came at all, and he has no impression when he leaves that alley.

This is the end of life that is not familiar, and the funniest thing is that Ma Feifei also asked for a drawing of Yong'an City from the system, but it was useless.

Because he didn't know the name of Wang Han's house......

"Brother system, can't you tell my brother the specific coordinates?" Ma Feifei couldn't help but complain, how long has it been? He was still lost in the streets of Yong'an City, and the system only gave him a map, but he didn't tell him where Wang Han's home was.

The host does not ask for coordinates, so the system cannot identify the coordinates required by the host. The system obviously didn't want to take the blame and gave an explanation directly.

"Then how do I go back now?" Ma Feifei quit directly, as the chosen son, God chose him to cross over with a great responsibility and mission, not to let him wander around here like a lost child.

"Host requirements are not within the scope of the system's services. The system replied in a cold voice.

Ma Feifei: "......"

He Feifei didn't know the same thing as the system, and ended the topic in a gray way and continued to wander blindly.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up ......"

Suddenly a rush attracted Ma Feifei's attention, Ma Feifei turned his head to look, and found that a group of people were pushing a cart and horses towards him, everyone was wearing the same clothes, and the word "slave" was deliberately on the chest, headed by a middle-aged man, the color of the clothes was different from the gray of others, it was yellow, particularly conspicuous, and the chest was deliberately a "child" word.

"Could it be the miscellaneous servants and scholars of Yong'an Mansion?" Ma Feifei frowned, these people gave him the impression that they were too familiar, the miscellaneous servants and scholars were the ones he had personally come into contact with recently.

"Hurry up and ......"

In his thoughts, the carriage and horse had already come to Ma Feifei's side, and because Ma Feifei did not get out of the way, the carriage happened to crash towards him.

"Get out of here!" the middle-aged man saw Ma Feifei blocking in front and scolded in a low voice.

Ma Feifei frowned, and the steps that he wanted to make way stopped instantly, standing still in place.

"Crunk ~ squeak ~ " The carriage and horse are getting closer and closer, and there is no intention of stopping.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was instantly furious, and directly stepped forward and raised his hand to fan Ma Feifei's face.

"Smack~"

Ma Feifei stretched out his hand to resist, the opponent's strength was not strong, it was a simple physical force, and it was easy to resist.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man saw that his hand was blocked by Ma Feifei, so he raised his foot and kicked Ma Feifei in the stomach.

Ma Feifei turned to the side slightly and punched the other party in the face.

"Bang~"

The middle-aged man flew out directly upside down and smashed into the car behind him, and the things on it were knocked off and fell on the ground on both sides.

"Xun Shutong, how are you?"

"Xun Shutong, are you okay?"

The miscellaneous servants in the back hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Bold thief! Do you know that this is the carriage and horse of Yong'an Mansion, you dare to collide, don't die!" Xun Shutong pushed away the people around him, covered his face with one hand, and pointed at Ma Feifei angrily with the other.

Ma Feifei didn't look at the other party, his eyes were on the things that were spilled on the ground, a neatly cut paper, and there were faint ripples on it, highlighting the extraordinaryness of the paper.

"Are these the finished papers? Where are they going to be transported?" Ma Feifei frowned and thought, this scene seemed a little familiar to him, and he vaguely remembered that when the sky was slightly bright in the morning, there were similar carriages and horses outside the city entering the city, which appeared again at night, but he was never seen again throughout the day, and he didn't know what the reason was inside.

"Give it to me!" The middle-aged man over there was even more annoyed when he saw that Ma Feifei actually ignored him, and directly waved his hand to let the miscellaneous servants on both sides attack Ma Feifei.

"Up!" the miscellaneous servants replied one after another, and flew towards the horse.

Against the last group of miscellaneous servants who had banned their cultivation and relied purely on physical strength, Ma Feifei, who had not been banned from cultivating, had no trouble dealing with them, one by one, and all of them were subdued after a few moves.

Xun Shutong, who had been hiding behind and watching, saw that Ma Feifei was so powerful, and there were faint fluctuations of spiritual power between the fights, his brows furrowed slightly, and he called a miscellaneous servant who followed him to take care of him, and said in a low voice: "Go and tell the master, someone wants to rob our Xun family's goods." ”

"Yes!" The miscellaneous servant hurriedly left, Xun Shutong turned to look at the battlefield after seeing this person go away, but found that the battle had ended, and the strange young man was standing in front of him.

"Dare to ask this calligrapher's name?" Xun Shutong glanced at the sage clothes on Ma Feifei's body and asked in a deep voice.

I was in a hurry just now, far away, and I didn't pay much attention to the clothes Ma Feifei was wearing, and after getting closer, I found that Ma Feifei was actually wearing the clothes of a sage.

However, Xun Shutong was not too worried, even if Ma Feifei was a writer, he was not afraid, because his backstage was the entire Yong'an Mansion, as long as it was in Yong'an City, no one could fight against Yong'an Mansion.

"It doesn't matter who I am, just tell me where you're going to get these papers. Ma Feifei picked up a piece of paper from the ground and touched it in his hand, and found that the material was at least a grade higher than the paper given by the system in his magical bookstore.

This system is really picky!

Ma Feifei couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Master Shushi, this is the goods of the family of Xun Shushi, the third-grade calligrapher under Yong'an Mansion. The middle-aged man replied with a gloomy face.

"Huh!" Ma Feifei was startled when he heard this, this is an old acquaintance! It is actually Xun Ling, a three-grade calligrapher! In the afternoon, the two of them even had a street chase.

"Originally, if you didn't say it, I might not have this idea, but now that you say so, I still have to grab this car. Ma Feifei touched his chin, grabbed Xun Shutong and jumped out, and with a wave of his hand, the carload was included in the space ring by him.

"You!" The middle-aged man fell to the ground, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief, he really didn't expect Ma Feifei to dare to rob this carload of goods, this is the paper made by Xun Shushi's family!

"What are you, thank you to Master Xun with me, and this carload of goods will be accepted by the magical bookstore. Ma Feifei touched the space ring and walked away.