Chapter 3 Changes

The next day, Li Chenfeng, who was still immersed in sleep, was woken up by a small stool, and Li Chenfeng, who had not yet woken up, yawned and asked, "Is there something big happening in the town?" ”

"Zhang Yuanwai is dead in the town!"

Li Chenfeng, who was still confused, sat up directly, looked at the small stool incredulously, and asked, "What's the matter, you say it again?"

"Zhang Yuanwai's family in the town is dead. After speaking, he explained to Li Chenfeng.

In the morning, a few people on the small stool were ready to go to the town to ask for some food, passing by the temple and seeing a lot of people gathered at the door, a few people were also curious, and they also squeezed in, and what caught their eyes was the corpse of a place, Zhang Yuanwai and Ma Rongrong were also among them, including Song Zhe of the temple, and many Zhang family members and monks of the temple, no one was alive, but there was one thing in common, everyone was fatal by a blow, and the wounds were all covered by the heavenly spirit on the top of the head.

Li Chenfeng looked incredulous after hearing this, it stands to reason that Zhang Yuanwai went out to catch the traitor last night, even if he really did it, he would not have killed so many people, and it was impossible to even put his own life into it, what happened last night, and there must have been a third party present last night.

After Li Chenfeng thought for a while, he rubbed his head, shook off his messy thoughts, and asked the small stool to call the other little beggars back.

After leaving the small stool, Li Chenfeng went to the place where the trap was set yesterday, although there was a dead person, but it was not a little beggar like himself to worry about, he still solved the food and clothing first.

Li Chenfeng came to the place where he set up a set up yesterday, and after harvesting three rabbits, he was also satisfied, if he was left in the previous world, not to mention whether he could catch it or not, it would be a question of whether there were rabbits or not. After setting the trap again and finding some cooking materials in the mountain forest, Li Chenfeng went back with the three rabbits.

Li Chenfeng asked the small table to take a rabbit to the town to kill the pig where to change some fat and coarse salt, there is no oil in this world, only the lard squeezed out of the fat meat, the fat meat is squeezed from the oil, wild ginger, wild onions, peppercorns, chili peppers, fried to make a fragrance, rabbit meat in the pot, stir-fry for a while and sprinkle salt out of the pot, although there is no soy sauce, but it is much stronger than no taste.

The little beggars took a hard breath of the fragrance, and enjoyed it with a face, which was much more fragrant than what they smelled in the restaurant in the town, Li Chenfeng signaled that they could eat it, and everyone sat in front of the iron pot and moved their chopsticks.

"Oh, it smells so good!" the old beggar who suddenly appeared squeezed into the crowd, and was about to reach out to grab the rabbit meat.

Li Chenfeng hurriedly picked up the iron pot, and everyone immediately changed places, and the old beggar saw that he didn't succeed, and wanted to come over again, so everyone hurriedly protected the iron pot.

The old beggar saw that a few people were about to stick to the pot, and pouted unhappily: "Don't you just eat a piece, stingy." ”

Everyone turned their heads after seeing that it was an old beggar, and they didn't care about stuffing rabbit meat into their mouths with hot mouths, and while eating, they guarded against the old beggar on the side, and the old beggar on the side looked straight.

The old beggar swallowed greedily on the side, looked at the rabbit meat in the pot with his eyes, and muttered: "I am a master among the masters, let me eat how about I teach you swordsmanship." Then he pouted, looking arrogant.

Li Chenfeng wiped the oil stains on his mouth, turned his head to look at the old beggar and said, "You are still a master, how can a master be a beggar." ”

Then he looked at the wine gourd on the old beggar's waist, rolled his eyes and smiled evilly: "If you want to eat, you can also take that gourd in exchange." ”

After hearing this, the old beggar hurriedly protected the gourd, shook his head vigorously, and said,

"No way!"

Li Chenfeng didn't say anything more, picked up a piece of rabbit meat and put it in his mouth, and deliberately made a sound in his mouth, and then looked like he was enjoying it, and the old beggar on the side swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva.

"If you don't eat it, you'll be eaten up, oops, it's a pity not to eat such delicious rabbit meat!"

The old beggar on the side couldn't help it after hearing this, dragged the gourd down and threw it at Li Chenfeng, hurriedly picked up the rabbit meat and stuffed it into his mouth, and didn't chew it, his whole mouth was stuffed with rabbit meat, and then turned his head to look at Li Chenfeng, who was leisurely drinking wine, and said with tears in his eyes: "It's so delicious!!

In the next month, the town was very calm, but from the incident outside Zhang Yuanwai last time, there were many people with swords and swords in the town, and Li Chenfeng vaguely felt that it had nothing to do with the last incident, but he didn't care too much about it if it had nothing to do with him. Or hunt and cook on time, but there is one more person who eats, since that day after the old beggar's wine, he has been lying here, and he can't get rid of it, and finally Li Chenfeng is also used to it, as for the others, they were all driven to the town by Li Chenfeng to beg for money, and there are a lot of people in the rivers and lakes, and it is also a way to make money. This newcomer is different, he is still a person from the rivers and lakes, and the witty Li Chenfeng taught the little beggars a set of rhetoric.

"The hero is the wind of righteousness at a glance, and you can feel the hero's domineering spirit at the entrance of the town. After speaking, he also showed the appearance of licking a dog, a group of little beggars followed suit, reciting lines in their mouths, and imitating Li Chenfeng licking dogs, and the old beggars on the side looked at them with disdain.

Qinghe Town has indeed come to a lot of rivers and lakes recently, but they are some fledgling or not much reputation people, after the accident here last month, it quickly spread to the ears of the people in the rivers and lakes, this kind of dead people have seen a lot of things in the rivers and lakes, and no one took it seriously at first, but I don't know who released the wind, the wound of the deceased is located on the top of the head, and the sword is inserted alive into the head of the deceased, this technique is an extremely evil sword sacrifice technique, and the same technique used by a demon on the rivers and lakes many years ago, but the depth of this sword mark is far less, more like a beginner's doing。

But these news are heard by these people who have not yet become famous, it is an opportunity to become famous, although he is a beginner, but small fish and shrimp are also meat, so they all came to Qinghe Town to fight for a chance to be in the position.

There were three people at the entrance of the town, one in front of him holding a folding fan, wearing a brocade dress and jade belt, at first glance, he was not an ordinary son, but a pair of phoenix eyes looked a little evil, but he was also a handsome little student. On the back side, two middle-aged men in dark military uniforms, one carrying a knife, the other holding a sword, and a murderous aura.

The three of them walked in the town, and the fan boy looked at the few people who were begging in the distance, and a hint of banter leaked from the corner of his mouth, and then walked towards them.

The little stool looked at the boy who approached him, and he could see from the clothes that he was a rich master, so he took the porcelain bowl and walked forward, and said it again to the folding fan boy according to the words that Li Chenfeng taught him, only to see the folding fan boy take out a silver ingot from his arms, and the little stool was full of joy and hurriedly wanted to stretch out the bowl, but the folding fan boy's half-stretched hand retracted again, and the little stool was also stunned when he saw this.

"If you want this ingot of silver, you can kneel down and kowtow ten times, call grandpa twice, and I will reward it." The fan boy looked at the little stool and joked.

After the little stool sat for a while, he understood something, and then wanted to turn around and leave.

The man with the folding fan looked at the small stool that turned around a little annoyed, since a little beggar dared to ignore himself, he signaled to the man with the knife behind him, although the man with the knife did not want to embarrass a child, but he could not disobey the order, so he stepped forward to block the way of the small stool.

The little stool looked at the man with the knife on his back and was a little scared, tremblingly looked at the man with the folding fan and the man with the sword behind him, and whispered: "Childe, can't I still do it if I don't want the money?"

"Who said I was going to give you money, I just lost the money, I suspect you stole it. ”

"I didn't, I didn't steal your money!"

The fan boy stepped forward, picked out the copper coins that were tied together with a rope on a small stool with a folding fan, and said, "Isn't this my money?" ”

The little stool was in a hurry and shouted: "This is my money, not yours, I didn't steal, this is my money!!"

He immediately stepped forward to retrieve the string of copper coins, but was dodged by the folding fan, and the small stool that had not mastered the strength fell to the ground. The people around were surrounded by a group of people watching the excitement, and many people knew the cause of the incident, but no one stepped forward to help!

The folding fan boy threw the copper coin not far from the small stool, and the copper coin smashed on the ground and scattered all over the ground, and the small stool hurriedly lay on the ground to pick up the copper coin, and he didn't care whether the soil or the copper coin was caught.

Before picking up the copper coin, the folding fan boy stepped forward again, stepped on the remaining copper coins with his feet, and the small stool that was in a hurry broke the boots of the folding fan boy, and wanted to take out the copper coin from the soles of the shoes.

The folding fan boy retracted his foot after suffering pain, and looked at the people around him looking at him like a joke, and suddenly felt annoyed, so he opened his mouth and said to the two people next to him: "Uncle Zhang, Uncle Li, hold this little cub for me." ”

Although the two of them were disgusted with their son-in-law's work, they had no choice but to do it, and the two of them set up a small stool on the left and right.

The shoulder of the small stool was buckled, and it hurt to break free, but it was even more bone-inducing, and for a while, he looked at the folding fan boy who was approaching with a smile and said, "Childe, I was wrong, let me go." ”

The fan boy didn't speak, and the smile on his face looked a little hideous in the eyes of the small stool!