Kang Youdao and Xu Yunyi were suspicious, but they didn't refuse, they also wanted to see what Feng Zhiping was doing.

Just left less than an hour, fresh not even a revisit to the old place, coming to that street again, You Shuang'er couldn't wait to take people directly to the right place to see the expressions of these people, but he also knew that he couldn't do that, it was too obvious and would definitely arouse suspicion, so he could only press the excitement and tighten his pretty face, and followed Feng Zhiping down the street without saying a word.

Feng Zhiping is not in a hurry at all, he does a full set of plays, and he is really in a hurry to chase the murderer along the way, he has to open it to see if he touches a manhole cover, and he doesn't let go of half of it.

Walking around to the kitchen, Feng Zhiping smelled the vegetables, remembered that he hadn't eaten at noon, and said hello: "Hey, it's suspicious here!"

"This is the kitchen..."

"Let's go, let's go in and see!"

Without waiting for anyone to finish, push the door and enter.

Xu Yunyi had a toothache on his face, and when he saw Kang Youdao's grinning appearance, he was even more angry, glared, and followed in angrily.

Behind the door, there is a small courtyard with several large vats.

Coming to a large vat, Feng Zhiping stretched out his hand and knocked on it, then turned his head and asked the young man who greeted him: "Hey, what is this, why is it wrong to listen to it?"

The young man was expressionless: "Pickle jar." ”

Drink, put on a stinky face?

It's good, that's what you want!

Feng Zhiping was secretly happy in his heart, and asked: "Pickle jar? Are you sure? You saw the pickles put in with your own eyes? I think there is someone hidden in it? Open it and take a look!"

The young man gritted his teeth: "No! This vat of pickles has just been pickled for a long time, and it will not be able to open until autumn, and now it will spoil the taste!"

"What, you have to seal it until autumn? Bah! How many dollars do you have for a bowl of pickles, how many dollars for your salty taste, is it worth more than three hundred taels of silver from me?"

The young man looked at the two messengers in embarrassment, and saw Kang Youdao nodding slightly, so he reluctantly opened the lid and pointed in: "Look at it, look hard! A good pot of pickles, all of which will be ruined by you, hum!"

"Hey, what's your attitude!"

Feng Zhiping pointed at the young man angrily, turned his head and said to Kang Youdao: "I suspect that he is an accomplice, I ask to see his room, as well as every cylinder here!"

The young man was anxious, opened Feng Zhiping's hand and said angrily: "What accomplice, who is the accomplice, how can you slander people indiscriminately! I, Chen Fuman, sit upright, I have never rubbed oil here for three and a half years to help the cook, and I have to give people half a spoonful of cooking too much, and you actually insult me as a thief? I, I, I want to duel with you!"

"Duel?"

Feng Zhiping was happy, took out a stack of paper from his arms, wiped one and stuffed it into Chen Fuman's arms.

"Write your name and date by yourself, if you don't know how to read, find someone to help you, set a date to find someone to notify me, I'll be on call!"

Chen Fuman was dumbfounded, looking down at the battle book in his hand for a long time and didn't come back to his senses.

Feng Zhiping remembered something, patted his head and said: "I almost forgot, the duel has to be colorful, I only accept the blade, there is really no pill or anything, but the price has to be increased by three percent, and the blade must also be above the middle grade of the human level, and the lower grade and the mortal blade can not be!"

Chen Aman finally came back to his senses and stuffed the paper back as if he was electrocuted: "I didn't, I'm not, I, I didn't duel with you, I just said that, it's angry talk, angry talk!"

Feng Zhiping didn't answer, and turned his head to look at the two messengers expressionlessly, imitating Ma Shang's stubborn dead fish eyes, as if asking, "This is your disciple of the Broken Army Pavilion."

Xu Yunyi was already relatively upright, but when he saw Feng Zhiping's strong buying and selling, he opened his mouth to scold, but was stopped by Kang Youdao.

"He's just an ordinary soldier in the Broken Military Pavilion, and his talent can only be regarded as middle and upper, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed here for three or four years. You duel with him, and you won a little bit of a victory, right?"

"So what, it's not that I'm going to fight him, it's that he offered to duel me. Why, now that you regret it, you want to avoid the war? Okay, Du Yun just lacks a companion, you should go and accompany him. I can see it, you people who break the military pavilion are all talking about that thing, and the scene is ruthless, and the real one is more cowardly than the other!"

"Say it again!" Xu Yunyi snorted.

Feng Zhiping looked back fearlessly, and said disdainfully: "What, I said something wrong? Which sentence is wrong? Is it that Du Yun didn't answer my invitation to fight, I heard it wrong, or did he play tricks with me, and he didn't go out to practice at all, but kept hiding somewhere in the sect to cultivate, waiting for the right time to jump out and fight with me?"

Xu Yunyi was silent, and glanced at Kang Youdao, he now understood what this kid was going to do.

To tell the truth, it is common for outer disciples to selectively avoid battles for the sake of assessment results, although some are not in line with the spirit of martial arts, and even some are despicable, but cultivation is difficult, and it is even more difficult to be a disciple of the outer sect of Cangshan.

Originally, this was nothing, everyone did it, but Du Yun was a little special in this matter.

First of all, Feng Zhiping is a miscellaneous servant, and it is rare for a miscellaneous servant to duel with a disciple of the outer sect in Diancang Mountain, and it is even rarer for someone like Feng Zhiping to be arrogant and fearless, coupled with the time and experience during Feng Zhiping's entry, Xu Yunyi felt that it was inappropriate to avoid the war at that time, Feng Zhiping probably did not know this unspoken rule, and with his temperament, he was likely to refuse to give up, after all, the duel involved not only honor and disgrace, but also real property.

But Kang Youwei still acquiesced to Du Yun's departure from the sect, and Xu Yunyi, as the bishop of the West Courtyard, was inconvenient to meddle in the affairs of the East Courtyard, so he didn't say anything.

Now, after the incident in the east window, this kid really didn't give up, and actually came up with such a naïve means to provoke the incident out of thin air, trying to pull others into a duel with him to force Du Yun to appear, Xu Yunyi thought that this was Feng Zhiping's mind, but he couldn't think of how to solve it.

Persuade, persuade not to move, fight, don't dare to fight, there is still a You Shuang'er standing next to someone who wants to drive people away, Xu Yunyi doesn't believe that he brought this girl here purely to see the situation.

After thinking about it, he could only leave the matter to Kang Youdao.

The matter was provoked by the East Courtyard, and it has nothing to do with the West Courtyard, counting the West Courtyard is still the one implicated, Yun Yi, one of the most proud disciples under him, is still languishing, and the initiator is the girl next to the dead boy.

"This is what you're for?" Kang Youdao asked directly.

"What purpose?" Feng Zhiping pretended not to understand.

Kang Youdao said lightly: "Du Yun will always come back, you don't need to do so many things to make things stiff, if you have itchy hands, you can often come to me to break the military pavilion, and my disciples who break the military pavilion will be happy to fight with you, why use this way to force the battle? ”

"I didn't force it, he proposed to fight me in a duel, I just agreed. ”

Feng Zhiping corrected and turned his head to look at Chen Fuman: "Did you say that? Did you say that you were going to duel with me, just now, everyone heard it." If you dare to say no, it is a lie, it is against your will, it will damage your own reputation, not to mention the reputation of the military pavilion, be careful that his heart will accumulate into a demon and die against his blood!"

This remark was heart-wrenching, and Chen Fuman was shocked.

The acquired realm will be called the inner breath of the fire into the devil, but the real fire into the devil can only be encountered in the innate realm, Chen Fuman is far less than the congenital but has heard a lot of consequences of going mad, especially the most unguardable demon is even more powerful, at this time his lips turned white with fright, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Calm down!"

Kang Youdao drank softly in a low voice, and Chen Fuman came back to his senses with a spirit, sweating profusely.

Damn, this psychological quality is too bad, right?

Feng Zhiping pouted secretly, feeling that the miscellaneous servants of the Broken Military Pavilion were nothing more than that.

I thought that the miscellaneous servants here had something outstanding about being selected to serve the "uncles" of the outer gate, but now look at it, the psychological quality in front of me can even throw the shyest Xu Hao ten streets behind him.

"Forget it, for the sake of you being a handyman, spare you once. Feng Zhiping took back the war book.

Chen Fuman was stunned, he didn't expect that the unforgiving "Feng Buping" would still be so good at talking, knowing that he shouldn't, but he still couldn't help but feel grateful, and the sentence "For the sake of you who are also a handyman" simply penetrated into his heart.

"The cylinder, is it still open?" asked Chen Fuman timidly, completely forgetting who was still resisting death a moment ago.

"Forget it. Feng Zhiping waved his hand generously, rubbed his stomach and said, "She and I haven't eaten at noon, we're hungry, do you still have anything to eat?"

"You wait, I'll fry you!"

Chen Fuman turned his head and left, but he looked at Feng Zhiping stunned, and secretly said No wonder he dared to make a mistake with himself for a few jars of rotten pickles, and he was also honest and honest.

"You're back!"

Don't dare to go too far, drag the person down, Feng Zhiping smiled and said, "Don't be so troublesome, bring some of the leftovers that haven't been touched at noon, and we can deal with a few bites." ”

Really good to talk to!

Chen Fuman was moved, and asked cautiously, "Is the bun a good one?"

"What's stuffing?"

"Kidney bean meat, mushroom meat, pure meat..."

"Let the shiitake mushrooms die, and give me twenty of them for pure meat!"

"Twenty, we have a big bun here..."

"Big pot?"

"Not really. ”

"Then come twenty!What about you?" Feng Zhiping looked at You Shuang'er.

The girl's face was crooked, and she swallowed her saliva when she heard the words and said, "Vegetarian, two." ”

"Hey, are you a martial arts practitioner, how can you eat so little?" Feng Zhiping was dissatisfied.

You Shuang'er looked disdainful, and threw a word lightly: "Pig." ”

"Have you ever seen such a handsome pig as me?"

"Yes. The girl snorted, "Suckling pig, with apples in its mouth and cherries in its eyes, is lying on its back, waiting to be stabbed." ”

As he spoke, the sword was slightly unsheathed.

Feng Zhiping's face was speechless, and when he glanced at it, the two of them passed on one to endure and the other to laugh.

As he spoke, Chen Fuman ran back with the four-layer cage drawer.

"It's a little cold, if you're not in a hurry, I'll give you heat. ”

"No, I don't. ”

Lifting the lid, ignoring the contemptuous eyes of a certain woman, he took turns to stuff it into his mouth one by one, and asked with a mouth full of words while eating: "Brother Chen, let me ask you something, where is the place where the master lives near us?" Let me tell you, I really didn't deceive anyone, my silver was really stolen, more than three hundred taels! That person is very tight, I see that it is definitely quasi-congenital, where do you think that kind of cultivator will live? Is there a remote and safe place that suits them, and is not afraid of being searched?"