'Gollum-'

The sound of protest came from his stomach, which made Leng Feng wake up from his contemplation, and he subconsciously touched his stomach and asked himself uncertainly

"Hungry?"

In the past, he used to feed on spiritual power to replenish his body's energy, and he didn't know how long he didn't experience the feeling of being hungry. And it is precisely because he has not been hungry for a long time, and because his divine consciousness has not slumbered, this contrast allows him to feel every subtle perception of ordinary people when they are hungry.

Not only did Leng Feng not worry about this, but he was a little excited in his heart. The lowering of the realm made him feel the delicate side of everything, and if the immortal method wants to evolve subtly, he must first have a subtle perception.

Since there is no way to restore the previous state for the time being, I simply let the matter go first.

It was already noon, and the protest of the stomach was in three, which made Leng Feng want to find something to eat quickly to fill his stomach.

So he jumped without hesitation and jumped from the roof, thinking that he would land steadily, but he didn't expect that he would be an ordinary person, and he couldn't grasp the current strength well, his feet were not stable, he fell to the ground, and fell into the mud.

Leng Feng hurriedly stood up, patted the dust off his body, and walked towards the locked gate of Hanhan's house.

Han Han usually goes home in the evening, and Chinese food is usually brought over.

Leng Feng walked to the door and found that the door was locked, so he stretched out his hand and tried to break the lock.

"Ahh

However, there was no spiritual power in his body, which made his strength return to the condition of ordinary people, and the lock still did not move.

His stomach was still beating desperately, he was hungry and needed to find something to eat quickly.

Then he raised his eyes and looked around, and saw that there was a house not far away, so the cold wind hurried towards it. When I came to the front of the house, I found that the door was also locked.

Then he walked to the nearby houses, the doors of which were locked.

In desperation, the cold wind ran towards Fishhead Town.

On the outskirts of Fishhead Town, there is a small inn called 'Passerby Inn'

The cold wind entered the kitchen of the inn through the back door of the inn, and as early as a mile away, he noticed the fragrance emanating from the inn.

In the kitchen, a fat cook is stir-frying, and a miscellaneous man is chopping vegetables. The cold wind passed behind them, unnoticed.

Leng Feng saw that the table behind the fat kitchen was full of chickens, ducks, cows and other braised meat, and suddenly his eyes lit up, a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand.

When the fat kitchen was stir-frying, he suddenly heard some movement behind him, and couldn't help but turn around, when he saw that Leng Feng was stealing meat, he rushed over and stretched out his hand, pinched Leng Feng's ears, and lifted Leng Feng's head to the side due to excessive force.

"Hey, what kind of wild child, come here to steal food!"

After a while, the braised chicken in Leng Feng's hand had been almost eaten, and there was not much left of the braised duck. In normal times, no one dared to pinch his ears like this, he put down the chicken and duck in his hand, the whole person became gloomy, and said coldly

"Do you want to die?"

Although the tone was cold, but there was no momentum, the fat chef was obviously stunned, but he quickly came back to his senses and slapped Leng Feng on the top of his head, so that Leng Wei did not fall down.

"I want to die if I go to you? Who taught you to steal? Who are your parents? So rude, and steal, go, follow me to meet your parents. ”

Leng Feng had never suffered such a disgrace, he really wanted to use his divine sense to kill the entire fat chef, but if his divine sense did not evolve his spiritual power, it would be no harm.

The fat chef pinched the ears of the cold wind, pulled the cold wind to the stove, shoveled out the vegetables in the pot, served them on a plate, and said to the stunned handyman on the side

"Bring the food to the table against the wall. ”

The handyman nodded.

After the fat chef finished speaking, he grabbed Leng Feng's ear again and said

"Let's go, take me to meet your parents, don't learn anything, but learn to steal. ”

Leng Feng was pulled by the fat chef's ears and dragged straight out of the kitchen, during which Leng Feng tried to break free, but he couldn't.

Leng Feng didn't have a concept of stealing, and it was hard to understand why the fat man in front of him pinched his ears. This made him angry in his heart, and he spoke ill of him

"When I come over, I'm going to kill you!"

The fat chef who pulled the cold wind out of the kitchen was stunned again when he heard this, he just felt a little surprised, a child, but always hung these things on his lips.

"Restore your size, restore your size, don't learn the good, learn the bad. The fat chef kept slapping Leng Feng on the head, and then said

"What kind of wild child are you, call your parents!"

parents

Leng Feng has always felt very unfamiliar with this word, and he doesn't understand the importance of parents to everyone.

"I have no father or mother. ”

The tone was faint, as if he was talking about something that was just ordinary.

"What"

But the fat chef who listened to it was shocked by the cold wind's words. He is not that kind of evil person, on the contrary, he has sympathy for Leng Feng without a father and mother, and it is no wonder that this child is so rude.

"Then you can't just steal things, it's not right, and you have to change it later. The fat chef's hand that pinched the cold wind's ears loosened, and finally let go of the cold wind.

The fat chef's attitude suddenly changed, which made the cold wind a little overwhelmed. I don't know why, because of the change in the fat chef's attitude, Leng Feng didn't hold a grudge against what happened just now, maybe it would be more appropriate to say that he wouldn't hate others, because all his behaviors were influenced by the feelings at the time, and he was a very simple person.

The cold wind glanced at the fat chef, his face was expressionless, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Are you still hungry?" the fat chef struggled with when he asked. Just because there are too many bullies in this evil world, if you want to be a good person, you will compare it with being oppressed in the past, and you will be unfair in your heart.

He saw that although the young man looked indifferent, if he looked closely, his eyes were still innocent and spiritual. A simple age, many people at this age, should cry and laugh when they want to cry, but he has such a nature, it is difficult for the fat chef to imagine what Leng Feng has experienced, and he can't help but sympathize with Leng Feng.

It is precisely because the fat chef is just a mortal that he looks at talents so meticulously. Although Leng Feng's situation is not the same as the fat chef imagined, Leng Feng's eyes undoubtedly reveal the difference between the past and the present.

And Leng Feng was not relieved by the fat chef's condolences, when a person is hungry, he suddenly stops eating half-full, and when he goes to eat again, he will not have such an appetite.

Leng Feng was silent, and finally turned his head and left.

Under the bright sun, it was a lonely little figure, only that shadow accompanied him at any time, the terrible thing was not loneliness, but loneliness but not knowing loneliness. Leng Feng left without saying a word and walked towards Hanhan's house.

Perhaps only outsiders can see this. The fat chef stood in place, watching the cold wind go away until the figure of the cold wind disappeared from his sight