As soon as the words fell, the person ten feet away suddenly looked over.

But Mo Feng and Zhang Jianyun didn't look at him at the beginning of the conversation.

Half-step kill frowned.

How could one of the Nine Great Divine Catchers, the Wind Catcher Ink Wind, appear in this remote southwest? Moreover, he was still sitting next to that person...... Fortunately, she also came, otherwise this list would be really difficult.

The fat face of the half-step killing is theoretically extremely difficult to detect by frowning slightly, let alone being ten feet away. But what kind of character Mo Feng is, he easily discovered the small action of a half-step kill.

He knows his identity.

Mo Feng Ziyi rarely showed his head, and this extremely arrogant assassin had already been traced by the official painter, and the portrait was hidden in the depths of that department. In his capacity, he had seen the portrait twice.

And this half-step kill recognizes him.

There's a ghost......

The runners came on trays, served the dishes one by one, put three pots of tea on the table, and left lightly.

"Don't listen, come and eat. ”

The leader shouted in confusion, wanting to recall the mind of Mo Haoqiong, who was out of his mind.

Mo Haoqiong grabbed the chopsticks that the leader stuffed into his hand in a daze, and listened fascinated.

Zhao Qingqiu on the side was the same, single with his cheeks propped up on the table, his eyes downward, and he was far away at the storyteller, very distracted.

"Hey, tell me, this Buddha Tao is originally two families, and it should be, but they don't get along with each other. But at this time, in order to clear the ghosts here, this dragon flying leaf also had to borrow the power of the bronze Buddha. Long Feiye pasted a talisman on the body of the Buddha, and muttered two or three spells, but under the siege of countless ghosts, he sucked away the ghost qi of the bronze Buddha, and the bronze Buddha also became shining in a few breaths. ”

The leader saw that the two of them were fascinated by what they heard, so he stopped bothering. And Zhang Jianyun and Mo Feng's conversation was not deliberately suppressed, he understood that he was talking about business, and he also cut off the meaning of interruption.

I stretched out my chopsticks and stuffed a xiaolongbao into my mouth, the mixture of tender meat and fat was extremely satisfying, and the light taste of the dough was just right.

As soon as the Adam's apple moved, a xiaolongbao was wrapped in his abdomen, and the leader stretched out his chopsticks to other dishes. The portions of each dish here are very small, and there are only five of them. However, this is a teahouse after all, and it is not surprising that the food is small and the price is high.

In order to let the remaining few people eat xiaolongbao, the leader is reluctant to eat any more.

Ground floor.

"The constant attacks and harassment of ghosts are just a small obstacle for Long Feiye, and under the continuous operation of Long Feiye, the temperament of this bronze Buddha is becoming more and more vigorous, faintly having the posture of being eroded by ghosts before receiving incense. ”

Second floor. Zhao Qingqiu complained in a low voice.

"Why can't these ghosts choose to leave, instead of carrying them here? Obviously, none of them seemed to be the opponents of the Maoshan Daoist. ”

Mo Haoqiong said softly, "The broken temple that the storyteller said seems to be the place where those ghosts were born or gathered. The group can be warmed, and the ghosts also know themselves. ”

Zhao Qingqiu's eyes flashed with different colors. She didn't expect Mo Haoqiong to give such an answer.

She was silent for a while and asked:

"Then why did the Maoshan Taoist go to hunt ghosts?"

"Because demons disturb the living. If it does not disturb people's lives, the living person goes to the ruined temple, and all those ghosts are hidden, and the living person finds it not strange, so he will only think that it is a false rumor and ignore it. But if you are frightened or even lose your life, then there will be a storm in the world, and Taoist priests are needed to subdue demons and eliminate demons. ”

Mo Haoqiong didn't know why, but at this time, he was calm and outrageous.

Ground floor.

The storyteller smiled at the wind, and then said: "I saw that the last trace of yin qi of the bronze Buddha faded, and the golden flower suddenly bloomed from the two fingers, and the Buddha's light through the golden cracked stone suddenly scattered in all directions. I only heard countless screams of yin ghosts, and all the ghosts in this broken temple have been destroyed, and only three or four obsessed ghosts remain, and the evil ghosts that do not disperse are still there. They swayed in all directions with their teeth and claws, for fear of being hit by Long Feiye. ”

Second floor.

The leader took a big bite of a long spring roll, took a long breath, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and poured a cup of the teahouse's signature jasmine, and drank it all in one gulp. Although the dishes in this teahouse are all dim sum, the taste is really good, even if it is eaten as a main meal, it is very satisfying.

Alas. I don't know if the black charcoal that stayed in the yamen is eating well now, how it is sleeping, whether the horseman has some eggs in its grass and beans, and whether he has put a thin blanket on it when it sleeps.

After the leader had eaten and drunk for a long time, Mo Feng finally put down a pair of chopsticks.

Eating a xiaolongbao stiffly, Mo Feng stared at the half-step kill on the table without squinting, not daring to take it lightly. Now that his identity had been revealed, he didn't bother to pretend that nothing was happening, and confronted the famous assassin directly.

When he reached for the xiaolongbao again, the lead chopsticks patted his chopsticks and shook his head gently.

Mo Feng was a little confused, but he decisively gave up the chopsticks in his hand that had touched the leader, replaced them with a pair of clean ones, and stretched out to other snacks.

The leader didn't mind, and stuffed another fried steamed bun into his mouth.

Ground floor.

"But at this time, the protection of ten thousand ghosts is no longer there, and the remaining few powerful ghosts can no longer be tempted, otherwise they will be destroyed one by one by the dragon flying leaves with high Taoist skills. So they suddenly mingled together, ready to fight with all their might.

They poured out the yin wind, and the whole ruined temple seemed to be uprooted, and the dead dust flew all over the sky, and the screams penetrated through the ear holes! However, the bronze Buddha had recovered its original Buddha nature, the golden light was warm, and the dragon flying leaves stood on its side, unscathed, and could still feel the slightest wisps of warmth. ”

At this time, a person entered through the main entrance.

It is impossible to attract half of Mo Haoqiong's attention when he should enter alone, but this person is a little different.

When I entered the building, I didn't accept the umbrella.

Looking down from the second floor, the umbrella is verdant.

Suddenly, Mo Haoqiong actually felt that his face was very itchy, and he scratched it, and he didn't subtract half a point, this uncomfortable force seemed to penetrate into the bones, not to scratch the skin and flesh on the surface to alleviate it.

The half-step killing face ten zhang away gradually overflowed with a smile, and the kindness gathered on that noble and fat face was very kind.

He gently put down the tea cup in his hand and slowly moved his huge body up.

Mo Feng's heart was ringing the alarm bell.

With the palm of his right hand facing downward, a Jane-sleeved crossbow was already pinched in his hand. This short crossbow can maintain the rate of fire and accuracy within five zhang, and it is difficult to detect, coupled with Mo Feng's incomparably skilled skills and operations, he can also grasp that he can pierce the throat with a single shot when the half-step kill is close.

Mo Feng was still not at ease, and his left foot slammed under the table in the direction of Zhang Jianyun. Zhang Jianyun also responded to the bump, which means that she also knows how to get up in half a step.

A runner walked past the half-step kill.

The skinny little second has just passed like this, and the fat body is gone.

Mo Feng turned his head violently, and the half-step kill was already within three zhang, and the huge body came step by step.

One step at a time.

Just as he was about to make a move, he felt something wrong with his footsteps behind him.

A person came step by step with a green umbrella.

One step at a time.

Mo Haoqiong lazily leaned against the wall and looked down at the storyteller, the brush and sword aura in his clothes were relaxed.

His eyes were completely cold.