Lin Feng was telling the truth.

Pinched hemp, the official silver dared to take it out so grandly?

This is Hongzhou under the rule of Jiangnan West Road, not your Shuibo Liangshan!

Use this to test the Gozen Bannao?

Which royal class can resist such a temptation?

The reason why the official silver is called the official silver is because it is a tax transported to the imperial court from all over the country, since it is a tax, it is natural not to consider other factors, fifty taels of silver ingots, and there are words at the bottom.

Lin Feng looked over and saw that it was Jiangnan West Road.

Well?

Or take it nearby.

Good boy, is that the official silver you stole from?

Lin Feng's eyes were bright, and Liang Daoren looked upright, but some of them were too fake and didn't have a trace of humanity.

Lin Feng released his qi and blood, carrying majestic anger, like a fierce tiger, behind him, the dragon and tiger qi representing his status also began to get angry, Lin Feng as the royal front class, his dragon and tiger qi is different from other people's, among his dragon and tiger qi, the golden dragon qi is especially mixed.

The aura of the Dharma Master and the dragon and tiger qi collided together, forming a new storm, Lin Feng was in this storm, the ancient well was not waveless, but the rest of the young men felt that at this moment, in the warehouse, the breath was suppressed and difficult to breathe.

Earlier than they knew, the animals were on their knees, and they fell to their knees, and their stomachs were loose.

No matter how much the master scourged him, he refused to get up.

The Dharma Lord was furious, and Liang Daoren hurriedly bowed to the ground: "The angel is angry, the angel is angry, the little people Liang Baisheng has something to say." ”

Lin Feng looked up at the Dharma Master, ignoring Liang Daoren who was kneeling on the ground.

It's silent.

The ritual outside has reached the critical part, Lin Feng is dedicated to two things, the chicken blood killed on the street outside is somewhat coagulated, the spell before the altar is opened, and the next ritual is on the chicken blood that has begun to coagulate.

"Click".

"Click".

"Click".

Someone walked on it, stepping out a lot of footprints, and the sound of "clicking" was clearly audible under the sound of mantras and gongs and drums.

A seeping yin qi departed from here, but a "storm" appeared on the warehouse, and this breath disappeared "suddenly", and disappeared in an instant.

"Hmm!"

A forcibly endured scream came from behind the red cloth curtain, it was obvious that the immortal fighting imp had suffered, and the aftermath of the Dharma Master's battle behind Lin Feng and Liang Daoren had hurt the person who was casting the spell!

The evil qi rolled like a tidal wave, and the altar master who cast the spell was in severe pain.

On the warehouse, the Dharma Master was very angry and wanted to make a move, but was restrained by Liang Daoren, who said: "The small people are willing to submit to the court and ask the angel for forgiveness." ”

Lin Feng glanced down at him and said, "Really? ”

Liang Daoren said: "Seriously. ”

What a character.

Lin Feng didn't look down on him because he knelt down, Liang Daoren was a smart person who knew the times, because if he didn't submit to the imperial court at the moment, he would have a hard time with the imperial court.

No matter how powerful his spell is, his two fists are invincible to his four hands, and some are monks and Taoists who want to have a good relationship with the imperial court.

Lin Feng called him up, Liang Daoren was very grateful, he repeatedly bowed to him, saying that he was not a Taoist before, he was a Taibao gentleman.

Mr. Taibao has nothing to do with the Taibao, Taifu, and Taishi among the three princes.

It is not the honorific title of the court for the servants of the powerful people.

Taibao Gong is a long-established profession, and he also has some aliases, called "Earth Master" and "Qingwuzi", but Mr. Taibao's origin is even earlier, before the pre-Qin period, he was a person who watched the mountains and walked the pulse of the gods and witches.

and Lin Feng are considered peers.

He is not considered to be out of the way, and there is no danger of any "weird entanglement", but when it comes to the Liang Daoren, at this time, there is not much left of the family heirloom master, and the means are no different from the normal feng shui master, as for the master of the witch altar.

Liang Daoren did not dare to say his origin.

Exposure to these all year round, to put it mildly, is "often walking by the river without getting your shoes wet".

Ghosts and gods don't make sense.

Ghosts and gods can fail countless times, but people can only fail once, and they can't even fail once.

Lin Feng heard his profession, played with the magic sword in his hand, and said after a while: "I can give you a way out, I will go to Xia Zhizhou, but there is no basis for what I say, I must always have some sincerity." ”

Liang Daoren was overjoyed.

Only he knows that his glimmer of life is in the young man in front of him. Although his family heirloom skills have fallen a lot, he also has a few means to save his life, among them, Liuren is one of them, and his family heirloom Liuren is not used outside.

He divined by water, picked flowers in the water tank and placed them on the water, and performed the divination.

In the past few days, he has been quite restless, no matter how he counts it, he is a murderer, but only one auspicious, at this moment! Right here!

It's this glimmer of life.

He knew that he had made the right bet, but his next words made Liang Dao's heart tighten.

Sincerity......

Liang Daoren took out a lot of primers from his sleeve, this is a prerequisite for buying and selling tea and wine in some places, and it is a circulation that is better than real money and silver, he offered it with both hands, Lin Feng squinted his eyes and said, "Do you think what I want is this?" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

Liang Daoren was also very worried, Lin Feng looked at such a Liang Daoren, and suddenly thought of the props he got last time, and his official luck was prosperous.

I have to say that this is an artifact, and with this artifact, his status has been raised by more than one level.

It is possible that he just came to be a servant, or even lower, a common man.

That way, of course, he could use spells to wade through.

But who can refuse a good unearned get?

Imperial Banzhi, the emperor's pro-army of the Song Dynasty, such a person, in the face of a person like Liang Daoren who has a heart to belong, his status is more useful than mana, he is not Xia Zhu's henchman, he is the emperor's person, and he represents a part of the emperor when he goes out.

Xia Zhu will also value him - after all, he is called Youzhi, it sounds like he has some friendship, and the two have no conflict of interest.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng's hand was pinched, and he pinched off a piece of silver like pinching plasticine, pinched it into a round ball of one or two silvers, put it aside and said: "I took all these treasures, not that I wanted them, but because my brothers have been running for so many days, and they also need some hard work."

It's the rule. ”

Lin Feng's hand looked at Liang Dao's people in horror, he could naturally see what was "innate divine power", what was "mana blessing", the person in front of him was worthy of being a fierce general!

It's like the stars in the sky.

He didn't use any spells at all, he was so powerful!

Lin Feng didn't let him guess anymore, Lin Feng said: "Two things, one is that you take out your map, I only take a look, and I will return it to you after reading it."

The second thing, I'm not afraid of you to say, I'm here this time to get rid of four people, and you are one of them.

The Water Bodhisattva and the Temple Zhu are gone, you were originally the second, in addition to you, there are also the Venerable Huo De and the Sanshan Sanren, you choose one.

Take one of the heads, and I will take credit for you. ”

Lin Feng said.

Liang Daoren gave up his hand and chose Sanshan Sanren without hesitation. Half a day later, Lin Feng rode a horse and galloped, and in his hand, there was an extra booklet, this was the genealogy of Liang Daoren, and Liang Daoren gave it to Lin Feng extremely generously, saying that this thing was not important.

Lin Feng wanted this booklet, and the reason was very simple.

The appearance of the ghosts and gods all has charm on it, Lin Feng plans to carve masks one by one for these brothers under his feet, it is already late at night, the horses are already asleep, and under his feet, countless hands are running wild with him.

At the moment, he was alone on the road.

He doesn't pretend!

If he wanted to, he could run faster than a horse, but at the moment, these weirdness could do it.

There was darkness under his feet, and in the darkness, under the light, there were three words "guest house".

Lin Feng walked on a small road, and on the small road, there were many sneaky, big insects, and strong people, but these were all vain for Lin Feng.

After listening to Liang Daoren's words, Sanxu Daoren went forward to explore the road, saying that it was to explore the road, but in fact, he was seeking merit.

The other six people followed Liang Daoren to deal with the Sanshan Sanren, and the reason why Liang Daoren chose Sanshan Sanren was because "I am not the opponent of Huode Zhenren".

Also, Lord Zhizhou's information may be wrong, "Huo De Dao people" are not called "Huo De Dao people", and "Huo De Dao people" is just a trick.

The real scourge there is a bald leper inside, and he is the real "not a raptor but a river".

He is a bald leper from outside, who controls the local land, mountain gods, and city gods, and even the officials in the court are also under his hands.

Liang Daoren himself is a secret legend of the witch altar, and nothing is leaked, but he is so jealous of strangers, which also makes Lin Feng a little surprised.

What surprised him even more was that everyone here didn't know anything about the ability of bald lepers, and they couldn't ask anything.

Ling County is not far away, with Lin Feng's footsteps, it doesn't take much time to come here, when he came to Ling County in the middle of the night, Lin Feng saw the funeral procession, the Dharma flag was fierce, there was a monk in front of everyone, holding the Dharma flag and taking it away, and the rest of the people were crying very much, just crying.

There are no tears.

Midnight funeral?

Lin Feng didn't know about this matter, but Lin Feng saw a familiar face—the Obscure Mage who had just been inside the coffin with a stick behind him.

Isn't this disposed of by the god of joy?

It turned out that the scene he saw was in Ling County?

Lin Feng blew the wind out, but when the wind blew over, he found that the entire Ling County was quite empty, and it was normal to say that it was ten rooms and nine empty, but the people were not there, the people were all there.

It's just that there is a corpse hanging on the ancestral hall inside.

Little Xu Daoren.

Xiao Xu Daoren's body was hung on the ancestral hall, and it looked like he had just been mourned, Lin Feng touched his eyebrows and feet.

Get nailed?

What about the other two?

(End of chapter)