Chapter Seventy-Eight-[This Person Is Not a Thing in the Pool]

A small stream with clear water and a gurgling stream. The fish in the stream are faintly visible, and the swimming fish compete for food, happy and free.

There was a man standing by the stream, Nie Feng, a man like the wind.

Nie Feng carried a snow drinking knife on his back and stood by the stream. This knife is the same as the Huolin Sword at the head of Nanlin's sword, which was taken away by Xiongba in the past, and later Yun Chengfeng became the helper, and returned two weapons to Nie Feng and Broken Waves.

Since leaving the World Meeting, Nie Feng has been wandering the rivers and lakes, but he is also very comfortable, he is like the wind, moving with the wind, and wherever he goes.

Suddenly, an ox cart came along the road. The car was filled with straw, and the driver who drove the car was stunned, and sang with a rough throat:

"The breeze is blowing and the breeze is cool, I love my sister ......"

Nie Feng was helpless, and people were sent with the wind, so he wanted to take a ride, and the coachman would settle wherever he went. fluttered lightly, and landed in the straw on the car.

The nature of the car was unconscious, and he continued to sing loudly all the way:

"The mountain girl is beautiful and sweet...... I love my sister pretty ......"

Nie Feng listened quietly, although he didn't feel pleasant, but he slowly felt pleasing to the ear.

At this moment, another figure suddenly fell on the ox cart like autumn leaves, and it was also the person who came to hitchhike. This person was deeply brown-clothed, cold and silent, obviously a first-class master, but Nie Feng's heart was like water, as if he didn't see it.

And two people were added to the car, and the rough man who was driving the car was still unconscious, and sang more energetically:

"Big mouth and fine eyes, born to be a pair......

But suddenly, his singing stopped.

Two big men had jumped out of the roadside in front of them, and when they saw the sharp knives in their hands, even their faces began to change.

One of the big men with a pockmarked face had a thicker voice than him:

"You turtle bastard is so noisy, shut your dog's mouth!"

The big man hurriedly saluted and said, "Yes...... Don't ...... I won't sing anymore!"

The pock-faced man shook the big knife and shouted, "Get out of here!"

The driver said: "Yes, yes, I will immediately change to another way!"

Just as he was about to drive the ox cart back, another interceptor suddenly said coldly:

"Wait! Your people can go, but the oxen and carts must stay!"

Nie Feng said secretly: "It turned out to be a thief who robbed the road!" As soon as his mind came to this, there was a "whoosh" beside him, and another hitchhiker had already swept away.

"Amitabha!"

Nie Feng didn't expect this person to be a monk.

I only heard the rough voice of the big man say angrily: "Stinky monk, don't meddle in your affairs, get out of the way......"

Before the words stopped, two slaps were quickly heard.

Nie Feng listened to the sound and said secretly: "What a fast skill!"

I heard the monk say lightly: "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, if the two donors can withdraw their hands, it will not be too late." ”

The cold voice said hatefully: "The stinky monk must be impatient, so let my two brothers send you back to the West!"

Nie Feng's ears immediately sounded like a tiger, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Alas, the martial arts strife is endless, when will the conflict be quelled? Will the World Council controlled by the senior brother also kill and rob everywhere like a hero?" After finishing the sentence, the ox cart drove up again as if nothing happened.

The man who drove the car sang as if no one was around: "The breeze is cool and cool, the mountain girl is beautiful and sweet, with a big mouth and fine eyes, and she is born a pair......

The singing continued, and the figure in the brown coat of Fukasa fell on the ox cart like autumn leaves.

The brown-clothed monk took out a few steamed buns from his arms and said, "Donor, do you want to eat something?"

Nie Feng's expression was confused, as if he didn't notice it.

The monk looked at him stunned for a moment, only put the steamed bun on the haystack beside him, and said, "The steamed bun is placed here, and the donor will be good for himself." ”

After speaking, he took one and chewed it, but after the three steamed buns were in his stomach, Nie Feng still seemed surprisingly dead, and there was still a breath of a fierce beast between his eyebrows.

The monk finally couldn't help but say frankly: "Donor! the poor monk's name is true, seeing that your brows are tightly locked, your eyes are worried, you don't seem to have any attachment to this world, I don't know if the poor monk can help you solve your problems!"

Nie Feng knew that this person was strong in martial arts and was not an idle monk, but who could solve the dead knot in his heart?

Not in vain: "Amitabha!" suddenly said again: "All the feelings on the earth have been revealed, how to destroy the demons in the heart......"

"Heart Demon?!" Nie Feng immediately turned around and looked at it.

Buxu slowly recited: "The devil is born from the heart, don't be obsessed anymore......"

"The husband is also empty, and the wife is empty, and we don't meet on the Huangquan Road.

Friends are also empty, friends are also empty, and each has a different future. ”

The voice is sad, as if asking the sky, asking the world, why is human affection so unbearable?

Nie Feng listened carefully, and his face couldn't help but be moved, "Friends are empty, friends are empty...... Isn't it exactly the portrayal of him and the senior brother? Each has a different future, and the senior brother loves power and kills, and he is not in the same way as him. ”

"Why are the people of the world so stubborn, so unhappy, and though they know that heaven and earth are unkind, and have no mercy for all things, so all things vow to be self-reliant, alas......... My Buddha is compassionate...... When contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom and walking in the deep Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he is suffering for a while. Relics, the color is not empty, the emptiness is not different color, the color is empty, and the emptiness is the color...... There is no worry, no worry, no hindrance, so ......"

The sound of chanting comes into the ears, like the persuasion of the Buddha's voice, quiet and peaceful.

The stout man who was driving the car had stopped singing at some point, and he was obsessed and motionless.

Nie Feng's chaotic state of mind is like being washed and filtered, and all the resentment and mundane worries are gone, and he only hears in his ears: "Stay away from a qiē upside-down dream, what is the camp...... If one wants to untie the knot, one must give up all attachments......"

The sun is rippling and the breeze is blowing. Since leaving the Tianxia Society, Nie Feng has not been able to sleep well, but now because of the guidance of the Heart Sutra and the practice of the Ice Heart Technique since he was a child, he can't help but fall asleep safely......

The next morning, a new day begins.

The air is still so fresh, the sun is still so bright, but what about the monk? The monk beside him has already left, and Nie Feng is also walking away with the wind with the sleeves of his robe.

There was already a small city in front of him, and Nie Feng lived in this small city, he supported himself, had no money, and went hunting the next day. Nie Feng is light and high-level, chasing and killing is self-defeating, and he catches a black bear when he shoots.

As soon as the black bear died, he carried it on his shoulders like a broken rice bag, letting the blood drip on the ground, and carrying it to find a restaurant to sell for money. Everyone couldn't help but change color in shock when they saw this scene, but Nie Feng, who was hunting bears, didn't even blush.

His footsteps were like nails, he stepped down, didn't even shake, until he nailed to the door of a restaurant, and then tilted his shoulders, "Peng", and threw the dead bear to the ground.

This restaurant, known as China Pavilion, is the largest restaurant on this street.

The black bear will definitely be able to exchange for some silver, so Nie Feng wants to sell it into the restaurant, so he carries it down from the mountain regardless of the distance.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw this black bear, he couldn't help jumping up, this kind of bear blind beast was a terrible beast, and the average hunter did not dare to fight at all, and said in surprise: "Wow!

Nie Feng only tightened the hat on his head, and said coldly: "Shopkeeper, how much can this bear be worth?"

The shopkeeper held the rat's whiskers and calculated: "This bear's bear paw can be used, even if you have five taels or eight dollars!"

Nie Feng is not stupid: "No, I think it should be worth seven taels of silver!"

"What? You're bargaining?"

Nie Feng was about to say something, when a voice suddenly said behind him, "Give it to him!"

As soon as the two turned around, they saw a man in a long shirt with a thin face standing upright behind them with his hands in his hands, and it was nameless.

When the shopkeeper saw the boss, he hurriedly put on a smiling face: "Yes! boss!" took out seven taels of silver and handed it to Nie Feng.

Nameless had already seen the extraordinaryness of this person, and walked slowly and said, "Little brother, what's your name?"

Nie Feng didn't want to reveal his real name, so he only said lightly: "My name is Xiaoma!"

The nameless gaze immediately fixed on his face, and only after a half ring did he say, "Pony, if there are any rare beasts next time, send them over!"

Nie Feng responded with two words: "Thank you!" and left.

The shopkeeper was puzzled and said, "Boss, why did you give him seven taels of silver?"

Nameless looked at Nie Feng's departing back, and said word by word: "This person is not a thing in the pool!"

After a while, he turned his head again: "You command to go down and send someone to find out where he came from!"

Nameless upstairs, on the second floor, there was also a monk in front of the window who opened the window and stared at the departing Nie Feng, which was true. He came to look for Nameless, just because there was something important to discuss, the two of them were talking about the rivers and lakes upstairs, and Nameless saw Nie Feng in front of the window on the second floor, so he went downstairs to meet.

Seeing Nameless coming back, he said lightly: "On the way I came yesterday, I also saw this young man, and there seemed to be a fierce beast between his eyebrows. At that time, his brow was furrowed, and I had enlightened him, and he was completely relieved that it would only be one night. ”

Nameless nodded, but asked, "What do you think of this person compared to Yun Chengfeng, the helper of the World Association?"

He shook his head: "I don't know, but Yun Chengfeng is greedy for power and easy to kill, and he can even accept death-like characters like Bu Jingyun in the seat, if it is said that the rivers and lakes are stable, this person will be better than him." ”

"I heard the letter, Yun Chengfeng asked Lu Yitou of the Xia Mansion to sit down, Lu Yixiang has a chivalrous name. If I can vote for him, I think Yun Chengfeng will lead the martial arts, and it should be better than Xiongba! Otherwise, I can only defend the rivers and lakes, take the opportunity to get rid of it, and support a chivalrous person to help the world. ”

It seems to guess what he means: "Is the chivalrous person you are talking about the fourth disciple of Xiongba, the god of the wind, Nie Feng." ”

Nameless nodded, and just then, a man walked up the stairs with a carrier pigeon in his hand.

"Master, there's news from Young Master Jian Chen......"

Nameless took it, his face changed for a while, he handed the note to the truth, and after reading it, he also proclaimed the Buddha's name, so as to suppress the anger in his heart.

"This kid, I'm afraid that it will be even more ruthless than Bu Jingyun in the past, and he slaughtered Zhuangzi in Baijian Villa!" Nameless was angry, and when he heard that the peerless sword fell into the hands of Bu Jingyun, his heart was in turmoil for a while, and he whispered: "I originally thought that if I sent the Dragon King to follow, Jian Chen would always be able to get the peerless sword, but I didn't want to miscalculate, if this sword was obtained by Bu Jingyun, then the rivers and lakes would be killed again." ”

Listening quietly, the Buddha's name was pronounced more urgently, and it seemed that it was extremely difficult to suppress the anger in his heart.

Nameless turned around, the blue robe swung with the wind, sharp as a blade: "It's not false, can you go with me, go to meet the clouds and the wind, and take away the peerless sword by the way?"

Nodding his head, "Naturally!"