"No, I don't regret it!" Fu Daoren's face twisted into words.

Lin Fengjin took the piece of gluttonous stomach pouch that had been simply refined, although it looked like a piece of black cloth on the surface, the feeling of touching it with his fingers could only be described as delicate. With a light touch, I felt that there seemed to be countless particles on it that were violently rebounding, angry screams, and even a large amount of vitality surging inside.

Lin Fengjin was a little surprised, and couldn't help but smile:

"I thought that with your character, you would fool me with fakes, but I didn't expect you to be really willing. ”

Fu Daoren stared directly at the gluttonous stomach, the expression of flesh pain was indeed not pretended, it looked like he would cry again in the next second, and he was obviously poked by Lin Fengjin to tears.

Lin Fengjin was really a little afraid that this slut would suddenly pounce up, hugging his thighs and crying, snot, tears, saliva and the like were all wiped up, this kind of nirvana was unbearable, so he hurriedly lowered his face and shouted:

"Since you plan to follow me, go and clean yourself up first, and then change your clothes, the current beggar looks like no one or a ghost, don't lose my face!"

After scolding, Lin Fengjin threw him an ingot of fifty taels of silver in order to appease this guy. As soon as the silver appeared, Daoist Fu's eyes immediately lit up, and he suddenly bounced up at an amazing speed that his waist didn't hurt and his legs didn't hurt, and his aunt was normal, and he immediately rushed over and pounced on the silver, wiped a handful of tears and snot, and then said loudly:

"Yes, yes, the villain will go right away. ”

Although this obscene Taoist priest is greedy for money, he still knows the importance of the Tao, since he has been nailed by that terrifying monster, then if he has no ability to protect himself with treasures, then it is the way to die.

This is actually a very simple arithmetic problem: if you leave a treasure, then you will most likely die, and the treasure will be taken away. On the contrary, if the treasure is dedicated to Lin Fengjin, then the disaster of being hunted down and killed will be gone. Panicking, he also has a place to stay, and his life is guaranteed

Therefore, although Daoist Fu fled with money before, after being lonely in the terrifying wilderness, he was immediately calmed down by fear, and immediately chased after Lin Fengjin and the place where they fled, and finally caught up with the rumors along the way.

Lin Fengjin The road they took was not an official road, so when the people in the village saw the people with faces, they naturally came up onlookers, on the one hand, they were prepared for thieves to come and touch the dots first, and on the other hand, they also wanted to look strange.

However, these rural people still have some eyes. Seeing that Lin Fengjin and his party had horses, knives and cars, and their bearing was extraordinary, they were naturally a little afraid in their hearts, and they definitely didn't dare to offend.

Huang Laohan is a "ghost in the ground", so he naturally took the road to negotiate with the village chief here, saying that his young master had entered the school, so he came to Tianchang Academy to study. At this time, the village chief is often the leader of the big family in the village, and he has some knowledge, and after hearing about it, he will come out to greet him.

Lin Fengjin also knew the rules of the time - the farmhouse in later generations was clearly marked with a price of 30 yuan per person. Package two meals and play with hemp tea for a day, and add twenty overnight - at this time, when you spend the night, you have to give face to the host's family, and you can't say anything like "overnight expenses", which is almost equivalent to slapping people in the face and saying that people are not hospitable.

With a wave of his hand, he asked Linde to give a four-color gift: a roll of good rice paper. A high-quality lake pen, a box of fresh preserved fruits, and a cocoon silk.

The rice paper and pen carry congratulations and blessings to the master's house, which is a scholarly family, and the preserved fruit means that the owner's life is sweet and sweet. Cocoon silk is the silk spun from tussah silk, and the quality and price are certainly far inferior to the silk spun from mulberry silk, but it is used in this small place for gifts and overnight. It's still a decent gift.

This village is called Zhangjiazhuang, the village chief does not need to say, the natural surname is Zhang, and this brother outside Zhang seems to have done a meritorious job in Huiji County, so it is also regarded as an official family.

After Zhang Yuanwai received Lin Fengjin's gift, he immediately invited him to his house with a smile. His family's house is also very exquisitely repaired, and he can be regarded as a person who has seen the world, and the rules of the family are also very big.

At the time of dinner in the evening, the host naturally wanted to come out to accompany the guests, so Lin Fengjin hid some key places, and talked about some things last night, wanting to find out.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuanwai was also a little surprised after hearing it, because he had never heard of this kind of strange thing before, and even the people in their village would occasionally pass by there, and no one had encountered anything like encountering ghosts.

However, he was quite concerned about the matter of inserting a three-sided gong at the door of the Tongren village, and after listening to the old yellow head talk carefully, he sighed, saying that they fortunately did not go in, and in the past few years, about every year and a half, there will be this situation in the Tongren village.

There was a sudden fierce plague in the village, and then the people of the whole village were desperate, and even self-immolated, but fortunately, the plague would not spread, and the people of the village would disappear when they died, so it was also called the plague of the village.

However, because this kind of thing only happens in the villages of the Tong people, the local officials have the responsibility of "herdsmen", but because of primitive racial discrimination, they often directly ignore the non-Han people.

Even this kind of thinking is very common, and everyone from the upper and lower levels will not pay attention to it, let alone talk about this kind of thing that affects their performance, so it has not been spread. Even the ignorance of the people themselves felt that it might be a punishment for disrespecting the gods.

After Lin Fengjin listened, he nodded thoughtfully, but did not make any comments. just mentioned to Zhang Yuanwai that he wanted to leave someone to give money and hire villagers to look for people around, Zhang Yuanwai naturally wouldn't stop this kind of thing, and promised to give him some help.

Zhang Yuanwai was still very hospitable, and the guest room arranged for Lin Fengjin was also clean and comfortable, and even a maid was specially allocated for him to wait, which was customary at the time, and even allowed this maid to sleep.

However, Lin Fengjin didn't have this kind of thought, and after letting the servants wash up, he gave the maid the money, and then called her out. Immediately afterwards, he took out a small piece of gluttonous stomach, put it on the surface of the glove herb furnace, and tempered it with a unique demon refining method.

It is said that although the failure rate of the demon refining method is quite high, it still depends on the material, this gluttonous stomach is the internal organs of the ancient divine beasts, which is rich in aura, Lin Feng used his demon power to refine it extremely handy and smooth, and it was completed in less than an hour, but his "Impurity Demon Star Destiny" demon marrow was consumed half a unit again, and there was only half a demon marrow unit left.

After being re-refined, the "Gengjin Snake" on the surface of the Baicao Furnace that seemed to have been drained of its soul swam extremely flexibly again, and the surface of the glove also had an extra layer of transparent glue-like stuff that seemed to have solidified, and the material began to become very tough.

After Lin Fengjin tried it repeatedly, he felt that this thing had been strengthened at least in terms of material and soul, and at this time, it could be said that it was invulnerable, and even if it was placed on the table and chopped with a knife, there was no sign of damage or destruction.

It seems that after re-refining this time, it is to let Baicao Hu inherit the tenacity of the gluttonous stomach, and Lin Fengjin feels that after wearing it, at least it should be no problem to use it to grab ordinary weapons empty-handed. The bad news, however, is that unless you find a better material than a gluttonous stomach in the future, you will most likely end up in failure if you try to do it again.

On this night, Lin Fengjin naturally didn't sleep well, most of the time he was concentrating on silently listening to any changes, he didn't want to drill a few weird tentacles in the cracks of the tiles in the middle of the night and quietly snatch himself away.

However, Lin Fengjin was destined to lose sleep again tonight, he was on guard until the rooster crowed, and the east turned white, and then he finally fell asleep, and the attack that should have come did not come after all, so when he got up, it was naturally close to noon.

For the villagers, in order to save lamps and candles, they all uphold the typical standard of "made at sunrise and rested at sunset", so the people in Zhang Fuzhong were really surprised to see Lin Fengjin get up at this time. Some maids and servants are very envious, and feel that it is naturally a privilege to be able to sleep lazily.

Some people, such as the housekeeper who knows part of the inside story, look at Lin Fengjin with disdain, and secretly say that this young man is really lustful, his blood is deficient and his hair is gray like this, and he actually has to mess around during the journey, and the posture of a maid who sleeps in the bed is average, and he didn't get up until noon (11 o'clock ~ 1 o'clock)!!

Fortunately, Zhang Yuanwai called Xiaolian who had been sleeping first, and he knew that Lin Fengjin actually lived alone yesterday. He took the initiative to comfort and said that the old man also had the habit of "sleeping in a raw bed" in his early years, and once he went out and slept in a strange bed, he couldn't sleep at all, so it would be good to rest early tonight.

Despite this, Lin Fengjin was also very unaccustomed to the hot eyes around him, he yawned and boarded the carriage, wanting to go to the soft couch on the car to make up for sleep, who knew that when he got on the car, he touched it casually, and actually felt that his hand was slippery, and when he looked closely, he actually touched a hand of!!

In a daze, the Taoist Fu who was waiting next to him moved a few steps unnoticedly, and whispered a sneer at Lin Fengjin:

"Master, I saw a fat chicken just this morning! I broke my neck and threw it in your carriage, and when I roasted it at noon, the best chicken butt will honor you." ”

Lin Fengjin's eyes were dark, and he couldn't help but want to reach out and cover his face, but he found that his hands were full of At this time, the housekeeper of Zhang's Mansion rushed over with righteous indignation, leading a dog, and the dog yelled at Lin Fengjin:

"Master, sir, there was a chicken thief who stole our family's dawn chicken, and the rhubarb smelled the thief!!"

Lin Fengjin was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face was really ugly than crying (to be continued......)