Chapter 70: Who's going to get him?

If Feng Jun really wants to fool people, he still has some means.

He stopped discussing the exercises and moved on to something else, "Then do you know what cultivation resources are nearby?"

When Lang Zhen saw that he didn't answer positively, he knew that people didn't want to accept it, but he was not disappointed.

Attracting others to cultivate immortals is not a trivial matter, and a decision should not have been made in a hurry, Feng Ge'er's reaction is really normal.

In fact, the other party did not turn his face or scold him in the first place, which can be regarded as a lot of kindness.

However, he was still a little ignorant about Feng Jun's question, so he could only shake his head, "What resources, are you talking about spiritual objects?"

Where do I know what resources?Feng Jun snorted secretly in his heart, but his face remained silent, "Do you have spirit stones?"

"Spirit Stone?" Lang Zhen looked ignorant again, to be honest, he was confused more times today than in the past year combined, "What is that?"

Feng Jun was already very familiar with his state, so he simply changed his name, "Or ...... Immortal stones?"

Lang Zhen continued to be confused, "Immortal stone...... What is that? I've heard people talk about fairy envoys. ”

Feng Jun scratched his head depressedly, and took out another cigarette to light it, "So...... Power Stone, Immortal Treasure, Spirit Crystal, Immortal Crystal?"

He couldn't get the exercises for the time being, but he also knew that it was useless to be anxious, so he retreated to see if he could get some spirit stones.

He has been in and out of the space more frequently recently, and he feels that it is particularly convenient to do so, but the long charging process makes him very crazy, he hopes to get a few spirit stones, this thing converts energy points, it is really fast and convenient.

When the energy points are sufficient, I can enter and exit when I want, go in and out, go in and out, in and out......

How does it feel...... Is this a bit dirty?

"Immortal Crystal," Lang Zhen snorted lightly, and his eyes lit up, "It turns out that the spirit stone you are talking about is Immortal Crystal?"

When Feng Jun heard this, his spirit was also shocked, "What, have you seen it?"

"No," Lang Zhen shook his head very dryly, "This is repair...... How could I have seen the resources used by the walkers? ”

Feng Jun's eyes rolled, "Then what color is this immortal crystal you heard about?"

"How do I know this," Lang Zhen shook his head with a wry smile, and then asked tentatively, "What are you talking about...... What color is it?"

"If you don't know, forget it," Feng Jun waved his hand and spoke lightly.

As for what color the spirit stone was, he directly ignored this question, and immortal cultivators naturally had the style of immortal cultivators.

Sure enough, Lang Zhen's mouth moved, and he didn't dare to continue to ask in the end.

Anyway, for Feng Jun, tonight's harvest was very great, not only did he know that the lone wolf was a talkative joker, but he was also pleased to learn that there were indeed immortal cultivators in this plane.

At the end of the morning, that is, at four o'clock in the morning, the sky was dark, and the people of the three villages had already gotten up, and after packing up, they began to hurry while they had been getting up in the morning.

Xiaohu Village is a little slower because of the huge two-wheeled vehicle of the miracle doctor, and pushing a motorcycle on this kind of dirt road is really not as fast as it is, and it is not even as fast as those who carry goods with flat poles.

Of course, the weight of the motorcycle is too heavy, and Feng Jun puts too many things on the car, which is very related.

But after walking forty or fifty miles, the benefits of having a car are still manifested, the people of Xiaohu Village can put things on the car and take turns pushing the motorcycle, and the others can walk empty-handed.

Only Jia Xingwang, because he hated Feng Jun in his heart, would rather carry a backpack on his back than covet those conveniences.

It was nearly noon and the sun was getting more and more poisonous, but Sungai was just ahead.

The crowd stepped up and rushed to the town.

This town is really very small, that is, one horizontal and one vertical, and the most lively area is near the intersection.

The place to catch the big market is not at the intersection, but on the south side of the town, on a large flat area next to the road.

This flat land is 100 acres square, the ground is leveled, and there are rows of big trees with thick bowls in the middle, which can block the wind and rain and protect from the sun.

Tomorrow is the day to catch the market, and those who come today are all early, so you can occupy the shade under the shade of the trees first.

Feng Jun also wanted to occupy a shady place, he was the most afraid of heat, but seeing that everyone was scrambling fiercely, he simply found a place with no shade, took out the bracket to build a pergola, and then set up a marching bed.

He had just sat on the marching bed for half a minute when he saw Lang Zhen walking over.

Once the image of the master is shattered, it is really a widow who has lost her virginity and can't pick it up if she wants to.

He nodded at Feng Jun indifferently, "Seeing you like this, you also plan to set up a stall?"

"Yes," Feng Jun nodded with a smile, "Since you are here to catch the market, you must try to set up a stall, which is also a rare experience." ”

What he wanted to say was that when he came to this plane, he wanted to feel the joy of setting up a stall.

But Lang Zhen obviously thought about it, he bowed slightly, "It's also, experience, you have to experience everything...... What are you going to sell?"

Feng Jun thought for a moment and replied, "Is it good to sell lighters?"

"This thing is a bit too extravagant in Shuangxi Town," Lang Zhen commented, "Actually, it's not much stronger than flint, and there is no need for ordinary people to spend a lot of money to buy it, it's a pity to sell it cheaply, so let's change it to a different kind of goods...... I look at chocolate as good. ”

Chocolate is also a luxury, but this thing has a unique taste, there is no substitute, there are not many people in Sungai Town, but that is only a little lower in proportion, in terms of absolute quantity, it is still a lot, chocolate is so delicious, it must not sell badly.

Feng Jun replied with a sad face, "It's too hot, this thing will melt." ”

He thought about it for a moment and decided to change the goods, "Or I'll sell cigarettes." ”

At the evening party that day, there were more people in the market, and some people had even started to do business, some selling herbal tea, and some selling snacks, and the noise was lively.

Sister Lang took Brother Lang, and the two sisters and brothers shuttled through the crowd, stopping from time to time to say something to others.

Feng Jun didn't even need to look at it, he could guess that the sister and brother must be selling Yaling green bamboo shoots in the crowd - this kind of good thing, it is impossible to sell it in the stall, and it can only be through private contact, first enveloping a few guys who have the intention of buying.

At this moment, Lang Zhen is another master, he is sitting on the marching bed, holding a cigarette pot and smoking silently, the red dots on the head of the cigarette pot are bright and dark, reflecting the expressionless face.

It was about the beginning of the morning, that is, at nine o'clock in the night, more than a dozen people walked in from outside the field, and there were two fast catchers at the head, and there were all strong men behind them, but these men were all flowing in and out, and it was not a good road at first glance.

The two of them looked around for a while, and after seeing Feng Jun, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they walked over.

Feng Jun didn't have to think about it, as soon as he saw this posture, he knew that these two ironclad people must have come to find the ballast.

The people in this space really don't hide their work, and the two catchers don't go to others to put on a pretense at all, so they go straight to the point.

When he walked over, a tall catcher shouted, "Where are you from, what are you doing here?"

Feng Jun grinned, "I was just passing by, and I heard that there will be a big gathering here tomorrow, so I'll take a look." ”

"Passing by?" Gao Zhuang quickly looked him up and down, stretched out his hand, and said in a loud voice, "I see that you look so strange, you are clearly a thief's spy...... Bring me the identification!"

However, he had gained a lot from his stay in Xiaohu Village during this time, so he replied indifferently, "I don't plan to set up a stall, what kind of identity do I want?"

The management of this plane is much looser than that of the earth realm, and the identity certificate is important, but if you don't do some important things, it doesn't matter if you have an identity or not, otherwise, it is impossible to have so many hidden or escaped households.

Just like Xiaohu Village, there are still many people who don't have an identity, which doesn't prevent them from coming to the market, just don't set up a stall - if you set up a stall, the government is qualified to investigate your identity.

For another example, Sister Lang can kill the middle-aged man without hesitation - if everyone's identity is registered and their whereabouts are clear, how dare she kill people so casually?

However, although Feng Jun's words are in line with everyone's cognition, there must be a reason why these people took the initiative to come to the door.

The tall catcher sneered, "Hey, who told you that you can't check your identity if you don't set up a stall?"

A white body holding his arms next to him, his eyes widened, and he spoke viciously, "Boy, the official family is checking the escape, who cares if you are setting up a stall!"

That's right...... Of course, there is no problem, and the escape can be checked at any time, which is politically correct.

But to find it so directly, and then check the escapees, it is intentional.

"Third Brother Xi," someone shouted in the distance, and then ran over, it was none other than Ding Lao Er.

He arched his hand at a white body, and said with a smile, "Third brother, this is Doctor Feng, who saved a child's life, I am willing to vouch for him, so there is no need to check, right?"

Ding Lao Er said that he knew some friends in the town, and it was really not in vain.

The third brother of the play was a stout man, he looked Ding Lao Er up and down, frowned and said, "Who are you?"

Ding Lao Er's eyes glared angrily, "I'm Ding Lao Er in Xiaohu Village...... Third brother, you fell off the horse at the beginning, but I still ......"

"Oh, I remember," the third brother interrupted him, and then spread his hands, "Second brother, you also know, I'm just a white body, I can't help you with this...... Come, come, I'll tell you more. ”

He pulled Ding Lao Er aside, and then whispered, "This is someone trying to mess with him, it's useless for you to talk to me, besides...... This miracle doctor's outfit is too weird, isn't it?"

His complaining really makes some sense, if Feng Jun's outfit wasn't so weird, he might be able to help speak.

When Ding Lao Er heard this, his face turned black, "Who wants to get him?"

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