So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 167: Qiao Feng (Part 1)
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The river is snowing and the wind is biting. The winter comes very early this year.
The cloth banners hanging in the Fukuno shop were swept away by the wind at some point, and only a bare bamboo pole was left. A thick felt curtain at the door covered the wind and snow, and the noise and laughter of the rough men faintly came.
Dozens of figures flocked in the snow, counted nine cold days, they were all dressed in fluttering robes, some carrying weapons-like things, and some hanging strange scattered objects, if they were in the tone of a market storyteller. , This is a majestic, extraordinary, alien, majestic, in short, definitely not an ordinary person.
One of them flicked his sleeves casually,
"Huh." The felt curtain was rolled up like this.
The cold wind filled the house with snowflakes, and an angry scream came from inside.
The dozen or so uninvited guests filed in. When the felt cloth was hanging down to cover the door again, the barn shop had become quiet and quiet, only the sound of flames burning in the stove.
The few rough men sitting by the door were blown with snow all over their faces, and their faces were a little blue from freezing. They didn't dare to say anything, but moved quietly into the house, wanting to leave the group just coming in. People stay away.
"You guys..."
The buddy came over to greet him trembling.
This kind of nightclubs and remote ferry crossings are driven by rough guys who ask for life. Sometimes there are a few shopkeepers, people, and people with a little identity. It's hard to come across one all year round.
I’m most afraid of encountering the people from the rivers and lakes, the **** players, the swordsmen, and the gangsters. It’s okay to say that, like this kind of snowy day, they still wear single clothes, and they are clean and clean without any stains. Knowing that it is a master of martial arts (...), don't be negligent, even if one sentence is wrong, the whole house may be demolished.
"Don't move!"
Among the visitors, someone screamed.
Don't know why, he stood on the other side of the house. He was carrying a guy who was too timid to take the opportunity to slip away, and he looked carefully and found that he was not the one he was looking for, so he threw it aside.
Now everyone is settled, knowing that these evil gods are here to find people, not by themselves.
The leader was an old man, who looked very kind and didn't sit down, so he closed his eyes and calmed his mind with his hands in his sleeves.
"Elder, no."
"Go!" the old man said impatiently.
So the felt curtain was blown open again with a cry, and everyone in the room saw it really. No one of these evil spirits reached out to pick the curtain. It was probably too dirty. The felt curtain rolled up by itself. I don't know what Kung Fu is.
The rough guys looked eagerly, very greedy.
After the uninvited guests left, the noise and excitement in the room resumed.
"Qu Ye, you are so knowledgeable, what is the origin of these evil gods?"
The person revered as Qu Ye is actually not very old. He just wears a beard and a sheepskin coat. He sneered when he heard the sound, and said slowly: "You fools, don’t care. What's your question?"
"Isn't this a puzzle!" someone said whispered.
The people at the same table hurriedly poured a bowl of wine and held it in front of Qu Ye.
"Although you drink, I will ask the store to add it if it is not enough."
"It's not good, what good wine can I drink here?" Qu Ye laughed and slammed a peanut into his mouth, but he couldn't help but sighed.
"I'm not afraid of your jokes, we are feeling guilty! Since two months ago, we have often encountered today's scenes in the wilderness. Nothing will happen!" The man pouring wine Very broken mouth, eager to show off the little goods in my stomach, "Maybe it's a treasure!"
Ye Qu frowned.
"Oh, there are still treasures. This is because I have heard too much!" Everyone laughed.
Ye Qu ate peanuts one by one, without speaking.
"Come on, he's pretty good!" Someone sneered at the door, "Have you seen that thin yellow man? That's our horseman who is driving around, daydreaming all day, thinking about apprenticeship Learning art, the last time I saw a capable old boxer knelt down anxiously, the old boxer called his disciple to throw him away, this guy hasn't given up! Look, this is not chasing him out again!"
"Huh?"
Everyone turned their heads and saw that there was no one in the frozen position beside the door.
"Which bit of rice you eat, you have to be down-to-earth, thinking about something all day long..."
"He wants to apprentice to learn art? What do you want?" Qu Ye asked suddenly.
"It's fun, why can't it!" The man said contemptuously, and when he wanted to ridicule a few more words, he slammed into Qu Ye's sharp eyes like an eagle, and he shook and involuntarily told the truth. "I don't know, someone saw him buy a lot of paper money at the winter solstice, and burned it quietly behind his back. When he came back, his eyes were red. When asked about his parents and family, this guy would just prevaricate and say that he was lonely and helpless. There is no tile on the top, and no place to stand underneath, so I came here to have a meal."
"The more he listens, the more like a script, does he have blood and deep hatred?"
Everyone at the table laughed and drank again while holding their bowls.
The guy in the wild shop suddenly lifted the felt curtain and yelled: "The ferry is here! Those who are going to cross the river are preparing!"
The hustle and bustle was immediately collected. Those who knew the account, packed the bags, went to the horse shed at the back of the house and took the mules. The rough guys were busy.
Ye Qu wrapped his hat and jacket, and went out to watch the ferry against the wind.
When I went out of the wild shop, I suddenly saw a person covered in snow, walking back listlessly.
"Skinny Huang, didn't you catch up with those experts?" Someone laughed loudly, "Or was it thrown aside again?"
Ye Qu's eyes flickered.
——Those people were not magic cultivators just now, so they should not be able to do anything to mortals, but it is impossible for this guy to chase the monks. After running in the wind and snow for a long time, he probably didn't even find the shadow.
When Huang Shouzi approached, Qu Ye was really taken aback.
It looks like this body frame, the basic qualifications are even acceptable.
Don't underestimate this "adequate" evaluation, Quye has a high-sightedness, and he thinks it is acceptable, which means that if this person has a good practice and good opportunity, he will be able to cultivate Yuan Ying.
It also has a place in the big sect.
Qu Ye muttered in his heart: Such a coincidence, in the wilderness, meet a person who wants to ask an immortal to ask questions, is he really qualified?
The thin yellow man over there was turned around by other stubborn guys. He was ridiculed at first, and then rushed to the stable to clean up.
Ye Qu rolled his eyes, found an excuse, and followed to the stable.
The unlucky Fu Lieyun is squatting on the beam of the stable, squatting,
Although he saw the bad situation in Yuzhou that day and ran away first, the next thing was terrible: the cultivation world rumored that he and Zhao Weiyang had obtained the treasure map of the Northern Xuan Secret Treasure.
Bah! Don't say that there is no such thing, even if there is, I will not take a second look at Fu Lieyun on the street!
A box of jade medals, sent to a mortal pawnshop, can charge a hundred taels of silver tickets, and you will be thankful. The eyes of mortals are clumsy, how can you see the jade that is eight thousand years ago, it is estimated that the texture is not fine and moist enough!
Fu Lieyun can figure out whose conspiracy this is with his toes.
"Chen He!!"
Fu Lieyun was so angry that his chest was stuffy. Although the Central Plains monks rarely knew him, they couldn't resist everyone looking for Zhao Weiyang.
The Aggregation faction was even forced to the door by many sects. Just to get Zhao Weiyang’s whereabouts, the casual cultivators now dare not hang around alone, for fear of being regarded as Zhao Weiyang Fu Lieyun, interrogation matters are small, and they are confused and lost their lives. It's big.
Fu Lieyun fled from the east to the west. At first he pretended to be among the mortals. Later, he discovered that even the government had begun to look for suspicious people. This was another year when the neighbors were familiar with many chickens at home. After Fu Lieyun realized that Venerable Huanjian had been a national teacher for so many years, this was a secret trick!
Hiding in the middle of mortals does not use tricks, which is confusing.
After using spells, the monks would notice that Fu Lieyun was about to die of anxiety.
Fortunately, his brain was flexible, and he soon found a village. A poor hunter was seriously ill and had no money for treatment. After a few days, he lost his breath. Fu Lieyun buried the body and took away the other party’s property. Yin, tossing himself beyond recognition, after passing two counties to find a wild shop, staying as a horseman.
It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the guys who worked in the same house were happy to stay in the house, and refused to go to the stables behind to be cold and cold.
This is just an expedient measure. Fu Lieyun thought with all his heart that as long as Zhao Weiyang was found, he could relax and escape into the black water swamp of Wanku Mountain in the southwest. He had lived there in the previous life. For hundreds of years, he was familiar with the terrain, and he was proficient in all kinds of quicksand imperial soil talisman, no one could catch him there.
Unexpectedly, these monks, who were thinking about the treasure, became more and more unscrupulous, and rushed directly into the mortal's residences to explore them one by one.
If it weren’t for Fu Lieyun’s quick reaction, his astringent aura stayed in the haystack, those monks didn’t notice the strangeness, and disliked the smell of the stables, so they would just stand at the door and leave. Today’s affairs would be troublesome. Up.
The ferry came, and the wild shop and the stables were noisy, Fu Liyun was too lazy to pay attention, squatting on the beams of the room, and sulking. Unexpectedly, he heard the rough men sneer at one of his companions. Then he looked at the thin yellow man, the more look familiar.
Yellow question?
Chen He's doglegs, before Chen He became Venerable Demon Dao, there were a group of subordinates who did not become climatic, Huang Ti was the only one who survived Venerable Liyan to dominate Demon Dao.
This man didn't have much ability and was timid, and later simply dodged and couldn't go to the battlefield.
Fu Lieyun couldn't remember this person. It was his ally, Zhao Weiyang. One day, holding a map of Qingshi Town outside Guanwei, he sighed and said that Chen He's group of running dogs were first a group of salt dealers.
Kill it and kill it. After all, I missed the most important one.
Huang Ti, a coward, was just a Nascent Soul Demon in his previous life. Zhao Weiyang and Fu Lieyun had a superficial impression of him. Even Zhao Weiyang felt wrong afterwards. After careful investigation, he confirmed that Huang Ti ran away.
"If you see it, just cut the grass and get rid of the roots." Zhao Weiyang said lightly at the time, "If you can't find it, you don't have to worry about it. Killing these guys is to prevent Chen He from getting their help. I didn't expect the situation to be completely different from the previous life. The difference makes me more causal, which is really annoying."
Fu Lieyun was in anger, killing intent suddenly.
——In this life, Chen He has nothing to do with these salt dealers. His next secret move called Huang Ti to die a few days later, which is considered a vent.
Huang Shouzi was leading the mule to go, and suddenly felt a hot breath, and patted him straight into his heart. Huang Shouzi fell out of his unstable face, and a loud shout came from the stable door:
"Chixia Sect?"
Fu Lieyun was shocked. He saw the man in a sheepskin jacket with a vulgar atmosphere all over his body. He was not like a monk at all. He was able to smash his origins. He didn't dare to stay for a long time, and he just didn't dare to take action. He turned around and fled.
Ye Qu stood at the door of the stable, sighing in his heart, he saw a monk secretly killer at the thin yellow man, he instinctively shouted, the habit is hard to change for many years! I completely forgot that I am a mortal now!
Fortunately, the other party couldn't figure out his own details and ran away, otherwise he would lose his life in a vague way today.
Skinny Huang got up from the ground, before he figured out the situation, he bowed down: "Senior, can you accept me as a disciple?"
"..."
Ye Qu coughed a few times and said unbearably, "Do you have any enemies?"
Skinny Huang's eyes lit up and he was about to say something, but he was beaten by a sentence behind Qu Ye as if he fell into the ice cellar.
"If you have anything unfinished, do it now. You have been tricked and you won't survive for seven days."
"Senior... please help me!"
The thin yellow man kowtows in fear.
Master Qu evaded flexibly and shook his head: "I can't solve this secret trick."
——It was possible before, but not now.
"Senior, please have mercy, many of my brothers died unclearly, today..." Huang Shouzi looked desperate.
"I really can't figure it out. You won't be able to make it to Yuzhou within seven days."
"Yuzhou?"
"There is someone in Yuzhou who can solve this trick, but--" Qu Ye shook his head regretfully at the thin yellow man.
He couldn’t lead the stranger he met on the road to his apprentice he hadn’t seen for many years. Even if the thin yellow man looked pitiful, Qu Ye would not believe it because the pits he had eaten and planted were too bad. too much.