On the third day after the incident in Lai'an County, the Chilian real person of Dongxuan Mansion came to Shuntian Mansion again!

And he's here for one thing!

Heavenly Spirit Root Zhao Yunlong died!

……

On this day, Feng Ping opened the door of the blacksmith shop, and did not pick up the hammer and start striking the iron as usual.

Instead, he sat alone on the threshold and watched the people of Zhenghua Street come and go.

As for why this is so, it is all because of the news that Zhang Mazi brought back at dusk yesterday.

Chilian real people are here.

The entrance to the vegetable market is dead.

It was Yan Yunquan, the deacon of Dengxian Pavilion, who died, and it is said that after his sea of qi was dug out, he was beaten into the sword of Chilian in public, and was finally refined by the magic weapon.

There are also innocent people at the entrance of the vegetable market who died.

It is said that yesterday evening, nearly 100 pedestrians walked and turned into a pool of blood, condensed into countless blood snakes, and disappeared from people's field of vision.

It is said that the prefect also turned a blind eye to this matter, and he did not raise any objections, not even the act of going to the capital.

After hearing the news, Feng Ping didn't close his eyes all night, and even the matter of drawing talismans and practicing was put on hold.

He knew that the world of cultivating immortals was a world where people ate people, and in just a few months, Feng Ping had personally killed no less than two people.

However, man is not a beast after all.

Zhenghua Street is full of people, although it is only a street away from the entrance of the vegetable market, but the slightest atmosphere of fear and sadness cannot be felt.

Feng Ping stood up, patted the dust behind him, and walked down the street to the tailor's shop next door.

After coming for a long time, he didn't miss Aunt Zhang and Aunt Zhang's shouting, and this time he came to see her reaction.

"Aunt Zhang, did you hear about the incident at the entrance of the vegetable market yesterday?"

As soon as Feng Ping spoke, Zhang Cuifen's face turned pale instantly.

She quickly put down the scissors in her hand and pulled him into the house.

"That's not a joke!"

"Why? But the monk killed someone. ”

"Kill it, kill it, what else?"

Feng Ping could obviously feel the sadness in the other party's tone, but these words seemed so cold-blooded.

"Aunt Zhang, aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid! How not to be afraid? But there are ......" Zhang Cuifen swallowed it halfway through her words.

She didn't dare to say any more!

"Them! They! And them! Feng Ping pointed to the casual pedestrians on the street and asked, "Aren't you afraid?" ”

"Hey, why aren't you afraid, don't you dare to be afraid." Aunt Zhang seemed to feel the other party's thoughts, sighed deeply, and continued:

"It's good that we do our own thing in peace, and under normal circumstances, the monks will not kill us at will.

But if we show any resentment or resentment, the monk will kill us no different than the chicks. ”

Feng Ping looked at the old woman in front of him, who was over fifty years old, sighed deeply, and then left the tailor's shop.

He knew the answer, but wanted to hear it from others, or from the mouths of ordinary people.

Only in this way can we strengthen our hearts!

to make the next decision!

Feng Ping returned to the blacksmith shop, picked up the hammer again and began to strike iron.

In the evening, Zhang Mazi came, and he brought back a carriage.

"Feng Ye, what do you have to clean up?"

"No, you don't." Feng Ping put down the hammer and turned to enter the house.

He picked up the cloth bag and walked straight into the carriage, without saying anything too much to Zhang Mazi during the process.

Seeing this, Zhang Mazi didn't know why, but he didn't know whether to ask more, he sat in front of the car, glanced at the coachman, and set off towards the house located in the west of the city.

The place he had found was not far away, and it took him about an hour to arrive.

After getting out of the car, Zhang Mazi paid the driver 100 yuan, then opened the curtain and beckoned Feng Ping to come out.

"Arrived?"

"It's here!"

After getting out of the car, Feng Ping glanced at the house that the other party had found for him.

High-door households.

The three-meter-high lacquered mahogany door, with a pair of stone lions on both sides, is unusual at first glance.

Push open the door.

Rockery, pond water, a few heather.

Although the courtyards in the north are not elegant enough, it is not easy to have these.

"Feng Ye, this is your bedroom."

Zhang Mazi closed the door and led Feng Ping into the room opposite.

Eight immortal tables, lacquered wooden stools, nanmu tables, Taishi chairs.

It's all in one place.

Almost everything imaginable, it's all matched.

"How much money did it cost?"

"Not much, not much, a total of forty taels of silver a year, except for bedding and clothing, everything else is rented."

Zhang Mazi had already guessed Feng Ping's thoughts.

This young master's temperament is very strange, some of the silver flowers don't blink their eyes, and some of them are tightly picked.

"Not bad."

"Master Feng, do you want to rest first and change your clothes?"

"Something?" Feng Ping walked from the living room to the bedroom, put down the package in his hand, and asked.

"Today, Warden Chen is going there." Zhang Mazi's expression changed, and he said with a positive color.

Feng Ping turned around and sat down on the bed.

He shook his head, "You go today, remember to do what I say, it's not time for me to come forward." ”

"Understood!"

"If there is a special situation, remember to report it to me at any time."

"Feng Ye, don't worry, I still understand this little thing."

"That's good, is there enough silver?" Feng Ping asked casually.

"Enough, enough."

"Well, then there you go."

"The subordinates retired."

After Zhang Mazi left, Feng Ping took two turns around the house.

He returned to the house and took out all the shady things in the package, such as exercises, spells, letters, tokens, yellow paper, porcelain bottles, and so on.

Then he hid in the stove room next door.

As soon as it was dark, he took out the yellow paper and began to draw the talismans......

"It's time to figure out how to get a snow wolf back!"

……

Zhang Mazi trotted all the way to the "Zhishang Spring".

Chang Wei was very impressed by this housekeeper.

After all, I've been here for four days in a row, and each time it costs seven or eight taels of silver!

"Brother Zhang, here you go again? Huang Yingying is not here, she went with an important guest. Chang Wei greeted him with a smile.

This one in front of me is the gold master!

Zhang Mazi nodded, took the other party's fat arm and walked to the corner.

"Shopkeeper, there's something I need your help with."

"But it doesn't hurt to say it! What are you doing with such a mystery? Chang Wei made a blank face and said angrily.

"That's the case, today's Chen Dian's fee is settled for his young master? What do you think? ”

Chang Wei looked at Zhang Mazi with wide eyes, puzzled, "He didn't come alone, there were other businessmen." ”

"Count together, count together."

"Let me tell you, that's not a small amount, you can't get it without twenty or thirty taels of silver!"

Zhang Mazi didn't say a word, took out three silver ingots from his pocket and stuffed them into the shopkeeper's hand, "Is it enough, it's not enough for me, you must not accept their silver." ”

"Your young master wants to climb the tall branch of Chen Dian? Why didn't he go and ask for it himself? Chang Wei was still a little puzzled.

"No, Chang shopkeeper, if the Chen Warden asks later, you will say, you don't know us either!"

Saying that, Zhang Mazi took out another ingot of silver!