So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 72: Bait
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Half an hour later, Chen He touched his ears and found that it was still hot.
He pretended to be nonchalant, and followed the crowd who had dispersed during the Lantern Festival to the vicinity of the city gate.
The hour hasn't arrived yet, and the people waiting to leave the city are sitting in twos and threes at the stall to eat something to fill their stomachs. Some are businessmen who are going to go out just after the eighth day of the first lunar month, and more are the people who came to the city to see the lights last night.
Living in the capital is not easy. Not everyone can afford to live in an inn.
The lanterns on both sides of the street were taken down, and the sky was twilight, and the pots opened by the vendors gave out a lot of heat, like mist floating in the dark.
Before Chen He left, Shi Feng casually stuffed him a storage bag.
He stretched out his hand to investigate, and found clothes and shoes, a few bottles of elixirs, and some scattered silver coins.
Chen He glanced backwards without a trace. In the white mist, there were many figures.
——The brother said he would follow him not far away, so he must be there. Shi Feng would not lie to him.
Chen He selectively forgot that Shi Feng said that when he went to the Heluo School Mountain Gate Cultivation Fair, he actually went to Venerable Huanjian’s house to grab mirages.
Thinking that Shi Feng looked at him in secret, Chen He seemed a little more calm: trying to show himself in front of the person he loves is also a stupid thing often done by people who feel bad.
The scent of donkey meat burned into the nose.
Chen He kept silent, and glanced at it uncontrollably for a while.
Based on his mental cultivation, he shouldn't have been disturbed by mortal food. The main reason is that he has been trapped on the walls of Shuihuangu for forty years, and there is no temptation to touch him. There is no temptation to backfire.
In addition, Chen He Bigu was on the way to Yuzhou. Originally, according to Shi Feng's intention, he was going to go to Bigu after Chen He turned 19 years old, and who was expected to catch up with the drought in Yuzhou.
They followed the refugees to Yuzhou City. On the way, Chen He saw the sadness of peeling bark, gnawing weeds and eating Guanyin soil. Even if the government's disaster relief was timely, and there was no horror of hunger and dying, it was enough to silence Chen He.
Their brothers have silver, and no matter how expensive the rice is, they are cultivators. They can easily catch the birds and beasts that ordinary people have struggled to capture, but why bother? A monk who does not interfere with the life and death of the Dao of Heaven will not be able to save so many people, but he does not need to eat it! Because eating one more bite, others will lose the possibility of taking this bite. Anyway, a cultivator can bigu and never die from starvation.
Chen He didn't prepare for it, so he went big.
In the late Jindan stage, the true essence is stable and nourished by spiritual energy. There is no need to eat at all, but curiosity cannot be curbed.
The donkey meat in the north is burning, but it is not visible in Yunzhou in the south.
The fragrant meat is simmering in a big pot, the soup is attractive.
Chen He thought for a while, and felt that it would be better for him to change his "want to eat" problem. He tried to ignore the burning of donkey meat in the hands of others, and walked through the white smoke to another street vendor. Pretending to be someone on the way to prepare dry food, he took out a few copper plates and said:
"Ten buns, wrap them up."
"Oh, guest officer, it's not a coincidence!" The stall owner in front of the steamer rubbed his hands and laughed, "The last few buns, the old lady just bought it away, so I have to wait for the next basket! This city gate is soon It’s about to open. If you can’t wait, buy a meat bun and go, you’re hungry!"
The people behind Chen He immediately turned and left when they heard what the stall owner said.
Just kidding, is the price of meat buns the same as steamed buns?
Dried buns can be used as dry food on the road. It’s okay to cool down, and it’s okay to squash. What about meat buns?
Half an hour later, Chen He walked out of the city gate expressionlessly, with three meat bags wrapped in mulberry paper in his arms, warm, but in secret joy in his heart, I didn’t know that Shi Feng saw him buy This, what will it look like.
"..."
Shi Feng's mood is a bit subtle.
Going out of the city to lure people who follow the incense to do it is a plan they have discussed. There are many people in the city. In order to avoid the other party's trick of "killing the monk of Dabaoguo Temple in the street", they simply leave the bustling street market and are easy to do things in remote places.
It's just that Shi Fenggang said to the younger brother, don't care, live the life he wants.
The first thing Chen He did was to buy meat buns.
——The meat buns are so delicious, can they become obsessive to the younger brother?
After thinking about it, Shi Feng felt that the owner of Heiyuan Valley stole the buns, and the elders of the long eyebrows repeatedly cheated the meat buns when Chen He was a child. When Chen He was fifteen years old, he remembered severely after turning over the blue jade ball. It's down, so much so that I'm so worried about Roubao.
Sure enough, because Chen He can't remember, it's very inappropriate to let the old group of old people not fix the mess.
Shi Feng watched from a distance when Chen He got on a cart after he got out of the city gate. He looked around and found nothing unusual. He walked slowly and saw that it was a carriage heading to Quyun County. , Is also the direction to Yuzhou.
Pretend, just install to the end.
Chen He leaned against the wall of the car calmly, the car was not open, barely able to seat six or seven people, after paying the money, the car was full of people within a short while, except for one with a child The old lady in the village, the others are idlers who come to the capital to watch the excitement, with their sleeves up and chatting about it.
Chen He closed his eyes and said nothing, and others only thought he was dozing off.
Not long after, the two bad horses that were pulling the cart started walking slowly with a shout. Chen He calmly turned a deaf ear to the noise next to him, feeling that the people coming and going in and out of the city were still too busy It’s not a good place to get started.
——Also, Shi Feng was not found.
Sure enough, the strength is far behind.
The ancient techniques of the Beixuan School are better at feeling the changes in the aura of heaven and earth. If Chen He is willing, he can go to grab business with the Heluo School. If you look at things like luck in the past few days, you can have 50% accuracy.
It's just most people, and generally don't encounter any major events.
People on the streets don’t necessarily have a good fortune or a disaster of blood and light that is particularly obvious. Instead of seeing the doctor, it’s better to go to the medicine hall for a consultation. At least the first thing is good.
Chen He's thoughts drifted from whether there was a pharmacist or genius doctor from the ancestors of the Northern Xuan School, to the master Nan Hongzi he had never seen before.
Su Ri, he dare not mention it, because it has something to do with Shi Feng's past.
If it hadn't been for the life of Nan Hongzi, Chen He hadn't known Nan Hongzi's deeds until now.
In Chen He's view, Nan Hongzi is probably the real savvy.
There was no practice in the realm of cultivation, no guidance, and he was kept in a jail for decades. Once he had an epiphany, he saw through the world and entered the Tao with martial arts.
Just--
How did such a master die?
In the words of the elder eyebrows, there are all rumors, obviously not familiar with Nan Hongzi.
Venerable Huanjian never mentioned Nan Hongzi for a while, let alone the people in Black Abyss Valley.
Chen He can only guess at the master who he missed, trying to figure out the temperament of Nan Hongzi.
Well, since you will appreciate and accept Feng as a disciple, this vision must be good! Chen He surely thought.
Shi Feng rarely mentions Nan Hongzi on weekdays, but as long as he mentions it, his tone is respectful. The master who is respected by the brothers must be a good master!
Especially the phrase "there is no one to drag you down, only the one you choose, who is most important to you"!
Chen Heergen is a little hot again. He feels that Master Nan Hongzi is a clear-minded, affectionate and righteous person. Seeing through the world's emotions is not about scorning the seven emotions, distinguishing priorities, or looking at them, there must be no difference in behavior.
The head of the Northern Profound School, even if it is the last generation, will not be underestimated!
Chen He sighed in his heart, and then the stubborn question that was buried deeply by him came out uncontrollably: such Nan Hongzi, such Shi Feng, and two apprentices... thirty years ago, Bei How exactly did the Xuan school be destroyed?
It seems that I need to inquire in the future.
Chen He subconsciously felt that Liang Qianshan, the master of Daxue Mountain, must have played a bad role. This made Shi Feng very disgusted with him, and Liang Qianshan's tone was also a little strange.
But Liang Qianshan should not be the culprit, otherwise Shi Feng would have killed him long ago.
The Beixuan School and Qiankun Guan are on the same Daxue Mountain. If Beixuan sends anything, Qiankun's Liangqian Mountain. It is impossible to know nothing. After the Beixuan faction is gone, they can still monopolize the Daxue Mountain.
Chen He's thoughts are just a vague affection and respect for the dead master. While reminiscing, he hopes to avenge the Beixuan faction. Who caused those enemies to hurt his brother so deeply!
He didn't expect that the truth was far more tragic than he had guessed.
"Crack."
What happened to the wheel, jammed and jolted violently.
Chen He also opened his eyes at the same time, with a mocking smile on his lips.
People who are waiting, here come.
The coachman yelled and got out of the car to check, and the people in the car were rushing to probe due to the bumps.
Their movements are frozen at this moment-enchantment.
Chen He slowly jumped out of the carriage and walked several meters away. The sky was already bright, and the road was full of farmland, and the winter was empty and there was nothing.
Several cold lights flashed to the ground, and a quick and ghostly figure surrounded Chen He.
"Who?" Chen He asked sharply, pretending to be.
In the fight, he already felt that this was all magic repair!
Wearing a ghost mask, wearing black clothes, using side-by-side spells, a cruel killer move.
Several fist-sized skulls were thrown in the air, making the sound of howling ghosts and wolves, disturbing the mind. The pitch-black scimitar emits a gray mist, and the smell is sweet.
When ordinary cultivators encounter, in shock, they will inevitably send out true essence to push away this group of magic cultivators.
Chen He wiped the past personally with extremely fast speed——
The ancient wild beasts carry more poisonous gas. Chen He has long practiced the habit of keeping his breath free when he does it. Even if he accidentally inhales the part, the Bai Qiao Tong Xuanshu cannot be discharged from the body. It is good to feed the stone to the fire. select.
Chen He stretched out his hand and shook it, and the flame came out of his palm, instantly engulfing a black skeleton.
Turning around, holding the blue and black bow in his hand, it draws out the black energy of the skull in the flames, condensed into an arrow, and the flame-doped aura is the string, clasping hands.
The black source devil qi was burnt and howled, once it escaped, the speed was faster than Chen Hequ's, and it plunged into a frost sword.
This sword came silently and silently behind Chen He. It was supposed to take advantage of Chen He Zhenyuan to push away Moxiu and take the opportunity to sneak attack. Unexpectedly, Chen He's return was an arrow, or a black arrow born from the devilish energy of the skeleton. , Two hits, the sharp blade shook instantly, the frosty sword fragments shattered, and the black gas spread all the way.
The attacker screamed. Although he withdrew his hands in time, the devil energy still infiltrated his meridians.
The palm of the hand is black and black, and can only be forced out by fate.
Over there, Chen He has easily buckled his shoulders, crossed his bones, folded his arms, and kicked it horizontally--a group of demons fell down, leaving only the magical instruments flying in the sky.
"Later Jindan period, Jindan period, base building period... Except for the four Jindan periods, all the others are base building periods?"
Chen He frowned, and the black hand behind the scenes looked down on him too much, so he sent this kind of capable personnel to hunt him down.
"Not as good as Zhan Yuanqiu!"
It's no wonder that the brothers didn't show up, just concealed and watched the theater.
At any rate, Zhan Yuanqiu is over there with two Jindan stage monks who blew themselves up, ready to cheat him.
——Of course, Ji Hong had a plan to deal with Zhan Yuanqiu, Chen He, you are a variable that emerged halfway.
Chen He lifted the masks on those Moxiu's faces, his eyes were dull, and they were controlled.
"Huh?"
Chen He picked up the sneak attacker who almost got an arrow from him, who was staring at him with fear.
"Very well, there is someone who can talk!" Chen He squeezed his fingers casually, and the flames jumped happily in his palm. He squeezed it casually like rubbing a lantern, and asked with a smile, "Where do you come from? What is your grudge against me?"
"..." The man swallowed and looked around.
"They are all magic repairs, only you are not." Chen He asked slowly, "and you have the highest cultivation level. If you don't ask you, who do you say I ask?"
When the man saw the magic repair lying on the ground, obviously sluggish, his heart trembled: "I, I don't know...Senior! I was controlled, and I don't know how I came here. , The devil qi invaded the meridians and almost destroyed my Daoji, so I woke up!
"I am not a senior."
Chen He patted this guy's face with the back of the knife in an angry manner.
The knife was used by magic repairs. It was dark and poisonous. The face immediately turned gray, and he screamed in fear: "Fuck! I really don't know anything."
"You can find the right time to attack, and your mind is fascinated. It is also limited. If you don't say it, you will be buried here today!" Chen He said this with a vaguely sullen spirit, with a sense of threat.
"I...I am a disciple of Daxue Mountain, and I was sent to the capital to pass the news." The monk said tremblingly, "I was staying at Baishan Academy. Three months ago, Venerable Huanjian was lurking in the mansion. I was told secretly from the same school to meet in the same place. I went on time. I was confused about what happened later! I was telling the truth. I only felt that the teacher ordered me to act and killed you. Then—"
The expression changed suddenly, because there was no memory of other commands.
This was obviously to send him to death. The monk grabbed Chen He abruptly, but Chen He stepped back to avoid him. He fell to the ground and hissed: "These demons seem to have been killed by the Daxueshan Sound Confusion is not a normal *technique, it is also possible to instruct me to control me! Daxueshan——"
Chen He suddenly felt a tight shoulder.
"Brother?"
Shi Feng held Chen He back without expression.
The monk didn't even scream, it was the golden core shattering, and the flesh and blood flew across it. When the true essence exploded, it swept all the surrounding magic cultivators in. He saw blood stained all over the ground, and all his mouth was gone.
Because Shi Feng re-arranged the barrier, the people in the carriage remained motionless, unaware.
"Brother... isn't he already sober, why would he blew himself up?"
"He wants to say that the person who controls him has no way of life. The art of confusing the Daxue Mountain is like a tarsus maggot. People who can't escape this influence and want to confide a secret will do so. "Shi Feng brushed his sleeves, and the mud on the ground turned up automatically, burying the body deeply.
The cross-flowing blood stains were washed away by the snow and faded.
"Let's go, maybe there is a second wave of chasers coming."
"Oh." Chen He walked to the carriage.
"Wait."
Chen He stopped and looked back blankly.
"Just get out of the carriage in the next village. Although the mortals of the realm of comprehension are corrected to avoid involving mortals, these people are already delirious and desperate. You leave as soon as possible, so as not to harm mortals."
"Yeah." Chen He agreed.
"Also, give me the meat buns." Shi Feng said helplessly, "You put it in your arms, the child in the carriage swallowed all the way with the aroma, you didn't even notice."
"..."