The three brothers of the Zhang family looked confused.

Jiang Feng didn't explain much.

He took a handful of brown rice out of his pocket, sprinkled it on the side of the road, then stepped aside and found a place to hide.

The three brothers of the Zhang family glanced at each other and hid behind Jiang Feng together.

"Wow!"

After a while, a pheasant came out of the grass and pecked at the brown rice on the ground.

Before it could finish the brown rice on the ground, it staggered and fell to the ground.

"Picked."

Jiang Feng rushed over, lifted the pheasant, weighed it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Nearly two catties of goods, it's just right to bring it back and sell it to Aunt Yang." ”

"That's how Master Ma picks goods?"

"Only a small item nearby?"

"How does Master Ma know that there is goods in the grass?"

The three of them asked continuously.

"I have a nest here, every time I come, or on the way back, I sprinkle a handful of brown rice here, and I see that the brown rice that was sprinkled out in the morning has not been eaten yet, so there is a stock in the grass."

Jiang Feng explained.

"You put medicine in brown rice?"

Boss Zhang asked.

"You sniff."

Jiang Feng grabbed a handful from his pocket.

The three brothers of the Zhang family all stepped forward and sniffed carefully.

"Wine."

"Yellow rice wine."

"You've been soaked."

The three of them smelled alcohol.

"Giggles."

The pheasant that had fainted fluttered in Jiang Feng's hand.

"These small goods in the mountains are greedy and the amount of wine is small, and the brown rice in my hand has been soaked in the wine for a whole day, and the small goods can't eat a few bites, and they will get drunk and fall down."

"Of course, most of the materials I threw here to raise the nest have never been soaked."

Jiang Feng said and sprinkled a handful of brown rice that had not been soaked in wine into the grass.

"You pick goods every day, and that's all?"

"Master Ma is well raised, but ordinary people don't have the patience of you."

"Master Ma is well matched."

The three brothers of the Zhang family sighed.

They thought that Jiang Feng knew where there was a nest on the mountain, but they didn't expect that it was in the most barren place of Laojun Mountain, and he told them the means of raising a nest.

It's a very superficial approach.

The three brothers used it for hunting when they were children, but the material they scattered was either eaten up by the goods, or when they saw the goods, the goods were already dead.

Like Jiang Feng, they soaked in brown rice and kept it aside, waiting until the goods fainted, and then they couldn't do anything about going out to pick them up.

First of all, the time cost is expensive.

Secondly, the three of them did not have such patience.

What's more, they can't be as accurate as Jiang Feng.

At the same time, in the eyes of the three brothers of the Zhang family, qualified hunters catch big goods in the mountains and forests, and big insects like tigers are their targets.

"It's not always successful, sometimes it takes two or three catties of rice to catch a small cargo. Recently I've been working on some traps to see if I can catch some big goods. ”

Jiang Feng said with a smile.

"Yes."

"Master Ma, if you don't stay here, the three of us will go to the back mountain to have a look."

"Yes, if there are a lot of people, it can scare the small goods away."

The three brothers of the Zhang family proposed.

"Okay, everybody, be careful."

Jiang Feng watched them leave.

He didn't embarrass the three brothers of the Zhang family, not everything needs to kill people to solve the problem, and the three brothers of the Zhang family are only hostile to him because of competition.

Now telling the three brothers how to raise a nest to pick goods, and in front of them, caught a small cargo, the three brothers felt incredible, but at the same time, they were more disdainful.

thinks that Jiang Feng can only play some small goods.

Sometimes it's pure luck to be able to hit a big deal.

Such hunters pose no threat to them.

As the three brothers of the Zhang family let go of their hostility, Jiang Feng's luck value rose by more than 300 points.

At this time, Jiang Feng picked up a branch and threw it at the grass a hundred meters away, and a hare that had just emerged from the hole fainted at the entrance of the cave as if it had been hit on the head.

Jiang Feng went over and picked up the rabbit.

The next morning.

The three brothers of the Zhang family carried a wild boar of more than 100 catties back to Hippo Village.

The villagers did not hesitate to praise.

The three brothers boiled water at the entrance of the village, preparing to sell the wild boar meat to the villagers, if they could not sell it all, the three brothers would marinate it into bacon, and when the festival came, they would take it to the city market and sell it.

"Master Ma is back."

"Yo, Master Ma has a little little goods today, how can it be a rabbit and a pheasant."

While the villagers watched the three brothers of the Zhang family boiling water and sharpening their knives at the entrance of the village, Jiang Feng also came back from the mountain with a pheasant and a hare.

"I was unlucky yesterday, and I will definitely catch a lot of goods when I go into the mountains at night."

Jiang Feng bragged.

"Big cargo? Is it like the big goods caught by the old Zhang family? ”

One of the villagers laughed.

"Master Ma, why did you come back?"

Zhang Lao Er poured a spoonful of freshly boiled boiling water on the bloodied wild boar.

When Jiang Feng saw the wild boar, he looked stunned, and then said with some embarrassment: "I also went to the back mountain yesterday, the road is not very familiar, I went around a big circle, you are busy, I will take the pheasant to Aunt Yang." ”

"Okay."

Zhang Lao Er nodded.

"Hahaha!"

The villagers laughed heartily as they watched Jiang Feng flee into the wilderness.

The three brothers of the Zhang family also smiled, compared with Jiang Feng, they all felt more face-saving, and the praise of the villagers became more and more intensive, and the three brothers were regarded as the most powerful hunters in ten miles and eight townships.

Day and night.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Feng became an inconspicuous hunter in the Hippo Village.

The three brothers of the Zhang family never bothered him again.

I also got along with the villagers.

Because they can always get small goods, if any family in the village needs to make up for their bodies, they will explain to Jiang Feng in advance and leave them a little meat the next day.

In the eyes of the villagers, he is not very rich, but he has more than enough food and clothing, even if he is not as good as the three brothers of the Zhang family, he is also a diligent man.

Some unmarried girls in the village were also introduced to Jiang Feng by matchmakers.

Widow Liu, who is next door, often asks her youngest son to bring food to Jiang Feng.

Since then, Jiang Feng has caught fewer and fewer goods, and he often returns empty-handed.

Sometimes it is not easy to catch small goods, and they will eat them by themselves, and slowly they will have more alcohol, and Widow Liu and the matchmaker will gradually lose interest in Jiang Feng.

In two months, Jiang Feng became a transparent person in the village.

On this day, the entrance of the village is very lively.

The people who fled from the south gathered in a big circle and talked about the situation in the south.

"King Xiao is brave and invincible, and has driven the blood wolves back to the forbidden forest."

"I heard that there were three blood wolf kings, two of which were killed by King Xiao, and one was left, and I don't know where to go."

"The wolves are gone, the rebels are gone, we can go back."

"In a few days, King Xiao will return to the court, let's go to the city gate to meet him."

……

It has been two months since Han Dong learned about Jiang Feng's death.

The wolf slaughtering army was like a bamboo, and with the assistance of Yun Guizong and the help of the masters of the imperial city, the blood wolves were finally driven back to the forbidden deep forest.

Of the three blood wolf kings, two died on the battlefield.

The rest is nowhere to be found.

The three blood moons that were originally hanging in the sky also disappeared.

A large number of refugees from the south are planning to return to their homeland.

Jiang Feng looked scumbag.

Lying on the chaise longue made of rattan, he secretly said in his heart: "Sister Dong, are you coming back?" ”

Wait until dusk falls.

Jiang Feng carried a bow and arrows on his back, passed by the entrance of the village, and walked towards Laojun Mountain, and the villagers talking at the entrance of the village were talking about the situation in the south as if they hadn't seen him.

Night covers the land.

Jiang Feng's figure appeared in Longdu.

He chose to hide in Hippo Village as a hunter, so that when he went into the mountains to hunt goods at night, he could go to Longdu to investigate the movements of Zhenbei Prison.

Of course, he was just watching from a distance.

And did not come closer.

Today's Zhenbei Prison, the deputy commander is Huang Zhutou, who used to be an errand boy in Longdu Yamen, because of Yang Qi's case, he changed from a head catcher to a chief head catcher, and because of Yuan Tiangang's case, he was demoted to an ordinary head catcher.

Now, under the manipulation of the backer, he has changed from a head catcher to the deputy commander of Zhenbei Prison.

Compared to Jiang Feng, who lived in Zhenbei Prison all day, Huang Zhutou obviously did not have this habit, and he, like Cao Zhengyang, moved into the Commander's Mansion on the first day.

Jiang Feng had been keeping an eye on him.

Although the cultivation of Huang Zhutou is not high.

But as the deputy commander of the prison, if there is any vision in the prison, he will be easier to detect than ordinary people.

A month and a half ago, after Huang Zhutou finished his official business, he returned to the Commander's Mansion and ate and drank with a group of friends at home or in the Sun Moon Building.

But in the past half month, Jiang Feng found that Huang Zhutou rarely left Zhenbei Prison.

The war horses that the imperial court gave him have been in the stables of Zhenbei Prison these days.

In addition, the power of heaven and earth around Zhenbei Prison also showed abnormal fluctuations, and Jiang Feng felt that perhaps the fluctuations in spiritual power coming from the underground palace had become very obvious, and even people like Huang Zhutou could find it.

Although neither the acquired nor the innate martial artist can devour spiritual power, if you can bathe in spiritual power, you will also feel refreshed, and your qi and blood will grow unknowingly.

If there was a significant change in Huang Zhutou's breath, it would mean that his inference was correct.

It was late at night.

Jiang Feng saw that the horses in the stable were all asleep, and Huang Zhutou didn't seem to be leaving tonight, so he could only go back to Hippo Village first and come back tomorrow night to check.

"It's out."

But just as he was about to leave, he saw a figure coming out of Zhenbei Prison, and that person was not a bystander, it was Huang Zhutou.

"Ahh

Get out of prison.

Huang Zhutou opened his hand and howled into the night sky.

It seems that I haven't been out of prison for a few days, and I can't stand it anymore, so I come out to do activities.

The voice...... Qi and blood have really become a lot stronger? ”

Jiang Feng exclaimed.

He knew that Huang Zhutou originally only had the strength of the Seven-Rank Realm, and later because of Yang Qi, he became the Chief Catcher of the Longdu Yamen and obtained the Yuan Qi Pill, so he became a third-rank martial artist.

Later, because Yuan Tiangang was demoted to an ordinary head catcher, Jiang Feng has always been very clear about his strength, but Huang Zhutou's cry just now contains the power of the blood of a third-grade martial artist.

And some time ago there is a big change.

Is it possible to have an adventure in prison?

After he howled, he asked his men to lead his horse out of the stable, and then rode his horse in the direction of the Sun Moon Tower.

Jiang Feng followed.

After entering the Sun Moon Tower, Huang Zhutou and Oiran unlocked various actions on the bed, Jiang Feng passed by the door and confirmed that Huang Zhutou's strength had changed a lot.

Perception covers the past.

Huang Zhutou felt a chill in his back, but he didn't take it seriously, and continued to talk to Oiran he

"Psychic powers."

"Hey, this guy ......"

Jiang Feng shook his head and sighed, he left quickly, as if he had never been there.

As he expected, Huang Zhutou's strength increased greatly, which was caused by spiritual power.

However, neither innate nor acquired martial artists were able to devour spiritual power.

Even Jiang Feng is the same.

The spiritual power armor he has now is actually only pseudo-spiritual power, and the true yuan on his body has not been completely converted into spiritual power.

Once the conversion is successful.

He is a qualified immortal cultivator.

But before that.

When the spiritual power from the outside world enters his body, he can't digest it, and even leaves a powerful hidden danger.

And Huang Zhutou actually sucked spiritual power, although his strength increased sharply in a short period of time, but it was just an illusion, once the spiritual power appeared to backfire, Huang Zhutou would die of pain.

And according to the current situation, Jiang Feng knew that this day was definitely not far away.

He left the Sun Moon Tower, originally wanting to go out of the city and return to Hippo Village.

Suddenly, I saw the figure of Black Iron Mountain.

Thinking that Xiao Zhan was on his way back to the court, if Han Dong knew about his death, he would have come back to see him as soon as possible after the victory.

Jiang Feng then quietly came to the Black Iron Mountain.

He looked at his grave.

In a few months, it has been overgrown with grave grass.

There were a few more flasks in front of the grave.

It is a commonly used wine pot for yellow rice wine, and Jiang Feng seems to see Uncle Huo carrying yellow rice wine, grabbing a handful of peanuts, sitting on his grave and pointing at the sky and scolding the earth.

He didn't see Han Dong.

I guess I didn't go back to the city.

Of course, maybe people don't care about him at all.

Jiang Feng asked himself not to think about it, but just as he was about to leave, a black shadow in the distance swooped towards the Black Iron Mountain.

It's a falcon.

"Sister Dong!"

Jiang Feng saw Han Dong on the back of the falcon.

"Poof!"

The falcon had a wingspan of more than ten meters and hovered above Jiang Feng's grave.

Han Dong jumped off the back of the falcon.

The falcon spreads its wings and flies to the top of the mountain, and after a circle, it flies south.

"Sister Dong actually rode Liu Yun's falcon and came back alone."

Jiang Feng had mixed feelings.

Han Dong couldn't find Jiang Feng.

She looked at the names on the tombstones.

Jiang Feng, deputy commander of Zhenbei Prison!

She felt like her chest was clogged.

I can't wait to have the cultivation of the third grade, and I can't see this line of words in the night.

"Jiang Feng, you come out for me!"

Han Dong shouted.

Then she looked around.

said angrily: "Come out, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me!" ”

"Sister Dong."

Jiang Feng was stunned and was about to go out.

"She's blowing me up."

But he reacted in an instant, with his current strength, even Xiao Zhan couldn't find him, let alone Han Dong.

"Jiang Feng!"

Han Dong roared.

There is only her echo on the Black Iron Mountain.

Her gaze returned to the grave.

"Even if you're dead, I'm going to dig you out and find out!"

Han Dong took out a knife.

She walked around the grave and took a closer look.

After a few months, new grass grew on the grave.

And because it is a new grave, the traces of passivity have long since disappeared.

Han Dong stuck the knife into the grave and wanted to pick up the soil, but after a few consecutive picks, she stopped and put the soil back again.

"How did you go mad and die?"

"Still dead in Zhenbei Prison."

"Die early and die late, why don't you die until I go to the south?"

The more Han Dong spoke, the more angry he became, and he punched Jiang Feng's grave, and his fist sank into the mud.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

But the next moment, her face was full of apologies, as if she was caressing Jiang Feng's face, and repaired the grave.

"I heard Uncle Huo say that you and he often go to the tavern to drink together, and every time you drink yellow rice wine, a stack of peanuts, half a catty of pig's head meat, and two catties of pickles and boiled tofu, it is the day of the gods."

"I'll come and drink with you often in the future."

Han Dong saw the wine jug in front of the grave and said with a smile.

Then she looked at the woodland of Black Iron Mountain again, and said, "I will investigate clearly, if you really go crazy and die, I will take care of your grave." If you're not dead, or if you're ......"

Han Dong clenched his fists.

Red eyes said, "I don't want you to die!" ”

After speaking, Han Dong's figure ran to the foot of the mountain.

This time she went to the south to slaughter wolves, her skills increased greatly, and I don't know if she had an adventure, and she became a powerhouse in the first-grade Qi Refining Realm.

She's not slow.

Soon disappeared from Jiang Feng's sight.

After she left.

Jiang Feng came to his grave in a depressed mood.

Looking at the fist marks left on the grave by Han Dong and the traces that had been smoothed, he didn't know how to explain to Han Dong.

Maybe it's best to keep it that way.

Time can make each other forget.

Jiang Feng returned to Hippo Village.

Han Dong came to Zhenbei Prison the next day.

"Lord Director Han!"

When everyone saw Han Dong, they saluted one after another.

"I'm no longer the prison director, I'm going to go to Jiang Feng's former yard to have a look."

Han Dong wanted to find out if Jiang Feng really went mad and died.

"Regardless, you've always been our Prison Director."

Zhao Dutou and the first three came out to greet him.

Han Dong nodded with satisfaction and said, "On the day Jiang Feng went mad, who of you were present at the time, call them all over to me and look for me in the courtyard where Jiang Feng used to live." ”

Han Dong had to ask them one by one.

With that, she went to the courtyard where Jiang Feng used to live.

"This ...... Back to General Han, the courtyard where Commander Jiang used to live is now Commander Huang. ”

Zhao Du said stiffly.

"Commander Huang has been cultivating in the room recently, let the little one report to him first."

Duan Dutou said embarrassedly, now Huang Zhutou is their boss.

"Commander Huang is like beating chicken blood, shouting that he also wants to retreat and cultivate."

Yang Dutou said embarrassedly.

Han Dong broke in directly, Huang Zhutou didn't dare to embarrass Han Dong, but he could trouble them.

"Retreat?"

Han Dong's brows furrowed even deeper.

It is said that in the room where the dead lived, there would be some taboos for the living to move in, especially for the dead, who died in the room and went mad and died, how could Huang Zhutou learn from Jiang Feng to retreat in the room?

No matter how you listen to it, I think there is a problem.

"General Han, Commander Huang's temper has been very strange recently, you have to bear with me, the day Commander Jiang went mad, I was guarding the door, if you want to know anything, you can ask me directly."

Zhao Dutou was embarrassed.

Obviously, he didn't want Han Dong to disturb Huang Zhutou.

"Okay, I'll ask you something first, and I'll go to him when Commander Huang's cultivation is over."

Han Dong knew the difficulties of the three of them, and she could understand them.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a scream came from the direction of Jiang Feng's former yard.

"It seems to be the voice of Commander Huang."

Duan Dutou exclaimed.

"Let's go check it out."

Zhao Dutou hurriedly rushed over.

The last time he heard Jiang Feng screaming, he didn't dare to go in, and he was worried about the rest of the days, but fortunately, Bao Longwei didn't embarrass him much, if Huang Zhutou also had an accident, this time it would not be so easy to explain.

(End of chapter)