This morning, just after dawn, a young man who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old plunged into the newly opened noodle stall and shouted, "Boss, come to the bowl of noodles." ”

The boss is a gray-bearded old man, who has lived in such a small place as Wending City for most of his life, and has never seen much of the world, and he doesn't know that there is a Sith Empire in the world, and he doesn't know that the people there are all blonde faces.

The cigarette stick in his hand fell to the ground and rolled to the side.

The old man looked stunned, could it be that the mountain demon was hungry and came out to look for someone to eat? A few days ago, I heard that the mountain demon had been making trouble recently, and the old man who sold watermelons in the city had gone up the mountain to collect firewood alone, and he did not come out for several days. In the end, the government sent people to look for it, and searched for three days and three nights in the mountains. As a result, I found it, and it was in a waterhole, and the body of the old crutch was floating on the water, and all the internal organs were eaten empty!

Thinking of this, the old man trembled with horror and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Well, you brute, it's not enough to plague people in the mountains and forests on weekdays, but now you have run out? Is it really that no one can cure you?" Maybe because he was too scared, or Ji Tailai, the old man picked up a bench and trembled across his chest, "I will eliminate the harm for the people today! Kill a mountain demon who is a disaster in the world, and the ghosts and gods will not blame!"

After saying that, he raised the bench and smashed it towards the "mountain demon". And the mountain demon is like a piece of wood, not hiding or dodging, letting the bench hit his face.

In just one moment, he knocked the mountain demon off the table, and a red mark appeared on his face.

"Oops!"

The mountain demon was lying on the ground, covering his swollen face, looking a little confused by the beating. When the old man saw this, he once again raised the bench and was about to smash it. Today, he is determined to kill this mountain demon. I never thought that I had been poor for most of my life, and when I was about to enter the earth, I might still be able to get the reputation of "Demon Slayer Hero".

"Why are you hitting me?" Fengchen held his head high, not angry because he was beaten for no reason, but he was particularly dazed. Was it wrong for him to come to eat a bowl of noodles?

This mountain demon can not only transform into a human form, but also speak human language. The old man was even more shocked, and was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and when his mood calmed down a little, he stepped forward again and raised the bench.

Since he was a child, the old man had heard a lot of strange stories circulating in the streets and alleys, and knew that if this thing was not removed, it would be a hidden danger.

"Don't worry, old man, I'll send you to reincarnation!"

The bench slammed down, followed by the sound of wood breaking. The other half of the broken bench was held in the hand of the mountain demon.

Now the old man panicked, staggered backwards, tripped over the foot of the table without paying attention, and then collapsed on the ground.

The old man tried to get up, but he couldn't, and his body was paralyzed like mud, so he had to watch the mountain demon walking towards him. Thinking of his granddaughter who was still babbling, and his wife, who didn't think he was useless, didn't think he was poor, and followed him wholeheartedly without anything, the old man couldn't help but close his eyes and said in his heart: People will inevitably die, but if the old man dies, how should the old man and the young man in the burrow live?

Fengchen threw the half of the bench he was holding on the ground, "I'm just here to eat a bowl of noodles." The mountain demon didn't exist at all, and if it was, it must be a new spirit beast that hadn't been discovered yet. Moreover, how did the mountain demon get into the city? The soldiers defending the city did not eat dry food. ”

"You...... Aren't you a mountain demon?" the old man's old eyes were dizzy, and he had already glanced up and down.

Fengchen didn't know why the old man would hold on to this question, and he had to confirm it again and again, he had obviously given an answer, and he answered very much.

It's like teaching a child to do a problem, and he is told that one plus one equals two, but the next day or the third day he comes back and asks, "How much does one plus one equal?" Is it equal to two? If he doesn't do something that impresses him, he'll never remember it.

"Do you want me to eat you?" Fengchen widened his eyes, revealing sharp tiger teeth, and stretched his face in front of the old man.

The old man trembled with fright, and crawled backwards. I thought to myself, I forgot to look at the yellow calendar when I went out, and it is definitely not suitable to go out of the stall today.

"Old man, do you know that there is a Sith Empire in the world?" Fengchen found a bench and sat down, his hands glowing, and gently rubbed his face.

He's using Yuan Force to reduce swelling.

"Old man, I haven't even walked out of Wending City. ”

The old man got up from the ground and held the table, his buttocks were a little dirty, but he couldn't do it, for he was obviously still in shock, and if he let go of his hand on the table, he would surely fall again.

"No wonder. The outside world is big. ”

Since the other party has never even gone out of such a small place, there is no need to tell him about the Sith Empire, it will be a lot of explanations, too troublesome, as long as the other party believes that he is a person, and there is still business to do.

It's also quite strange to say, one person has to prove that he is human like another person.

"Do you know where the City Lord's Mansion is going?" Fengchen asked.

"Go all the way south, and there is a plane tree. The old man gestured with his hands.

Shao Xuechen and a few people sat around the table to eat breakfast, and they were all those things - tofu brain, fried dough sticks, soy milk...... It seems that all the people in the world eat these things for breakfast, or they are steamed buns, porridge, noodles, and noodles.

It is said that Wan Sui Ye's favorite food is hemp balls, and he said: He eats hemp balls not because of how delicious they are, but because he has an inexplicable sense of accomplishment when he eats the bean paste wrapped in hemp balls. Only when there is expectation can there be motivation.

"Tofu brain only feels salty and spicy. Mu Xi knocked the edge of the bowl with a porcelain spoon, picked up a fried dough stick with chopsticks, stuffed it into the bowl containing the tofu brain, and said while eating, "If you don't eat salty and spicy tofu brain, can it have a taste?"

"It's just that you can't force others to eat the same as you, right? Also, no matter where you are, you will be scolded by your elders when you knock on the bowl while eating. He glanced up at him, and faintly, the constant sound of knocking on the bowl was really annoying.

"Yes, that's unlucky. Mu Xi stopped moving, and the scene was much clearer.

"This is all the information of Mo Tian. Tamina placed a roll of paper on the table. Knowing that they left early in the morning, he had people drive them out overnight last night.

The bookkeepers needed to find out the information about Mo Tian from hundreds of archives such as dictionaries, and then excerpt all of them and compile a particularly detailed file exclusive to Mo Tian, so detailed that everyone wrote his wife's surname and name on it, and almost wrote down the year and month when he died. Of course, this is a very draining job, and at the moment, the bookkeepers are still asleep in their study.

Coincidentally, when Fengchen found the City Lord's Mansion, they were about to leave.

"What an old acquaintance. Fengchen looked at Mu Xi and smiled, as if he was meeting an old friend who had been separated for a long time.

Mu Xi recognized him, a noble son who was arrogant and often spent a lot of money in the palace, and he was often followed by a group of "horse boys". Originally, this was not enough for him to get to know the other party, but every time he violated the school rules, he was caught by the other party. Just grabbed his clothes, his blonde hair shone brightly in the sun, and there were several fierce people standing behind him, if it weren't for the fact that they were wearing the unique badge of the student union, Mu Xi would have thought that he was being bullied by the school bully.

At this time, Fengchen will take out a small notebook, record Mu Xi's name and class, and then go to review it before class tomorrow.

Mu Xi is also a guy who has forgotten the pain after his scars, and the night before he was still sore from writing a review, he silently swore in his heart that he would never violate school discipline and school rules again in the future, and he committed it again every few days, and then swore again, and every time he would say that it was the last time, and then he would do it again every few days. So much so that his reviews stacked thicker than a book in a theory class.

Fengchen didn't bother to admonish this guy who didn't change his teachings, and every time he just hastily accepted his review, and put it on the desk without looking at it. Until one day, he found that the reviews were crammed into his desk, and he couldn't even fit the book. So he was shocked by Mu Xi and burned all his reviews over the years.