Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 1013 The Book of Life and Death

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't believe it, the old man ordered Zhu Ganzi to bring out a thread-bound booklet.

There was nothing special about the linear booklet. Ye Feng had seen a real book of life and death, and it didn't look like this at all.

He took it casually and flipped through a few pages.

The exquisite thread-bound booklet recorded many names.

Ye Feng flipped through it briefly, but he didn't see any famous names. He was about to return it, but his eyes were caught by the content on one of the pages.

It turned out that there were two big characters "Ye Feng" written on that page, and these two characters were written by him no matter how you looked at it, and they were definitely not imitated by others.

Ye Feng recalled it for a long time, but he really couldn't remember when he left his name in this booklet.

And the most outrageous thing is that Ye Feng's birthday is marked next to Ye Feng's name, which is exactly the same.

Ye Feng quickly flipped forward a few pages, and found that there were a few names that seemed to have been seen somewhere, and they were probably colleagues in the Yin line, who were on the same road. Although they had never met each other, they had heard of them.

Turning a few pages later, Ye Feng also saw Xia Shihan's name, which was written by her just like himself, and also marked with the detailed birth date.

"This is not a book of life and death, but a special kind of paper called double flying wings." Ye Feng returned the book lightly.

Mr. Nie looked at Ye Feng in surprise, "You know?"

"This is a long-lost craft." After speaking, Ye Feng picked up the brush, picked up a piece of blank rice paper by the door, and wrote a few words on it.

Sure enough, on the thread-bound roster, there appeared a row of four words "The Dao of Heaven Survives", which was exactly the same as Ye Feng's handwriting on the rice paper.

"It's just a lost craft among Yin Xing papermakers. Mr. Nie calls it the book of life and death, so it's a little bluffing." Ye Feng smiled faintly.

But the old man's face did not show the embarrassment of being exposed, and he opened one of the pages of the linear book, pointed to a name framed in black lines and said: "You might as well look carefully, he has the same relationship with other people." what a difference."

Ye Feng took a closer look this time and noticed some subtle differences.

This person was called "Lin Hengyan", and his name was framed squarely by black lines. In addition to his birthday, his death date was also marked on the pamphlet. This kid died when he was young and middle-aged, a few years younger than Ye Feng.

The most special thing is the stamp on the footer, the hollowed-out mold on the gold background, the content on the stamp looks a bit awkward, and for a while I feel familiar, but I can't tell why.

After thinking about it, it seems to be the seal at the entrance of the store.

Read on, and found several framed names one after another. They were of different ages, but they all had a gold medal at the footer of the page.

Although Ye Feng couldn't figure out the meaning of the inscription on the stamp, but the imprinted under the name of the dead person is not expected to be a fun thing.

Mr. Nie stroked the small book, and said slowly: "These people, like you, are capable people who can take away the collection from my 'Lingyuanzhai'.

However, most of them died later.

The seal behind this is called Overlord Seal. "

"Really?" Facing Mr. Nie's intimidation, Ye Feng gently picked up the tiger's power from the jade claw, and a faint blue-gold lightning burst out from his two fingers. After crackling, with Ye Feng's strength, The bead instantly turned into powder.

"Then I won't take it away, that's all." Ye Feng looked at Mr. Nie lightly, who opened his mouth wide with an expression of disbelief.

This tiger prestige bead is transformed by a real tiger spirit, and that tiger spirit is not afraid of Master Zhao, which shows its cultivation.

Now this bead is transformed by its inner alchemy, and it will be more powerful after being condensed to a little bit. Mr. Nie is more aware of its hardness. It is harder than diamond, but it was easily crushed by Ye Feng.

"You..." Mr. Nie was at a loss for words for a while, Lingyuan Zhai has never encountered such a situation in all these years.

"You said that the seven-star accommodation is in charge today, but you don't know where our residence is?
Tomorrow, I also have something to ask you. "

Ye Feng said coldly.

This old man Nie is too secretive, throwing out strange things and bluffing words one after another, but he refuses to disclose the connection.

Ever since he entered the "Lingyuanzhai", Mr. Nie has been trying to lead Ye Feng by the nose, and he hasn't even got half of the bottom line until now.

Ye Feng did the opposite, preparing to gain the upper hand in this game.

Since this old man Nie is dealing in antiques, the thing Ye Feng is looking for may be found here.

It's okay to stay for one night.

"The shop is too small, I'm afraid it won't be able to hold your big Buddha." Mr. Nie also seemed to sense that Ye Feng wanted to grab his nose, so he made a move first and issued an order to evict him.

"It's okay, I'll come back tomorrow."

Ye Feng is no longer entangled, staying overnight is not a big problem, he just opened today, and there is such a big commotion, why can't he roll the store and run away tomorrow?
Ye Feng took Xia Shihan's hand and said goodbye. When he walked out of the store, he didn't see the cold eyes of Mr. Nie. At the same time, he stamped a seal of overlord under Ye Feng's name...

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When he walked outside, Ye Feng found that the sky was already dimly lit. He didn't expect that after staying for such a long time, it would be a night.

"Girl, are you sleepy?" Ye Feng asked.

"Not sleepy." Xia Shihan smiled slightly.

"Sheraton Hotel, until what time can I keep the room?"

"Stay in the room all night, but if we go now, I'm afraid we won't be able to sleep for a few hours." Xia Shihan looked at the time and took Ye Feng's arm:

"Why don't you have breakfast here first?
Since we got off the plane, the two of us haven't eaten anything yet!

This is Chinatown, brother, you just happen to be not used to Western food. "

Faced with Xia Shihan's thoughtfulness, Ye Feng naturally had no reason to refuse. The two of them walked around outside Chinatown, and finally found a small shop that had just opened.

This is a Nanjing duck blood vermicelli soup store, and it is really amazing to open this thing to the United States.

As soon as the steaming hot vermicelli soup was on the table, the two of them started to eat it slowly, and the boss complimented them:
"Judging from your figures, you are not ordinary people. I don't know how you came to my place for breakfast?"

"Some things are delayed.

And your soup is really good, no wonder the business is booming. "

When the boss spoke, Ye Feng just made a fuss.

A woman in white exercise clothes is supporting an old man in Tang suit who is nearly seventy years old.

In the end, he followed a young guy with sharp eyes who looked very capable.

Very strange combination.

Especially the woman in the exercise shirt with the ponytail, with a cold appearance and a tall figure.

It's not inferior to Xia Shihan at all, and even more heroic than Xia Shihan.

If you have to make an analogy, it's a bit like Lin Xiaoyu.

But Ye Feng just glanced at it, didn't take it to heart, and still ate the noodles by himself.

After he had finished entertaining the three guests over there, he walked up to Ye Feng again. He seemed to feel that Ye Feng had a good eye, so he said a few more words: "There are usually no less than twenty food stalls along the street in Chinatown. Well, it's my turn to be Xinglong, the main reason is that there was an accident in the square last night, and they didn't dare to show up in the morning."

"what happened?"

"Hey, Lingyuanzhai was newly opened in the square yesterday, and there was a commotion at night." The boss licked his lips, looked at the three people over there, and then leaned over to Ye Feng's table and whispered, "Live to be haunted and fight. Several people died."

Live haunting is a kind of dialect dialect, which means gangster.

"Good guy, I heard the sound of automatic rifles, submachine guns, and a loud noise, like a rocket launcher!"

Ye Feng was stunned, is America so awesome?

Fighting with rocket launchers?

Ye Feng was a little skeptical about this. The shop owner seemed to see that Ye Feng didn't believe it, and hurriedly said: "It's true, because my shop is here, and my home is here. At first, I was awakened by gunshots. At first, I thought Someone is setting off firecrackers.

"I don't think they are ordinary haunted people. One of them was an old man wearing a ermine hat and he beat them very hard."

Ye Feng thought about it, and it seemed that this matter had nothing to do with him.

But on the first day of Lingyuanzhai's opening, there was such a mess, and it was hard for Ye Feng to believe that it had nothing to do with them.

Most importantly, Ye Feng and Xia Shihan were both in Lingyuan Zhai yesterday, why didn't they hear any gunshots?

Seeing that Ye Feng was not interested, the owner of the store happened to have a visitor, so he rushed to greet him.

At this moment, Ye Feng saw two white men walking towards this side, they were still wearing suits, they were not good at first glance.

The shop owner looked at the two white men nervously, and didn't dare to speak too much, because he was afraid that they would ask him what happened yesterday.

But unexpectedly, the two white men sat directly in front of Ye Feng: "MRyefeng?"

"Can you speak Chinese?" Ye Feng took a sip of duck blood vermicelli soup and put it down, "I don't understand any English."

The white man glanced at each other and said in broken Chinese, "Hello, is this Mr. Ye Feng?"

"Yes."

The white man continued to speak with a smile, and at the same time took out a certificate: "FBI, I would like to ask you to cooperate with the investigation of Lingyuanzhai."

Ye Feng had a problem when he heard it. Lingyuanzhai is on this street. If he wants to know about Lingyuanzhai, can he just go there?
Why do you have to find yourself, who just arrived in the United States?

Moreover, I just stayed there for one night, and they tracked here, which is really abnormal.

"I'll go to Lingyuan Zhai later, you can go together.

If you want to check something, just ask the shop owner directly. "

The faces of the two changed on the spot, and one of them was still holding the corner of his mouth, and said with a fake smile: "I think Mr. Ye should cooperate."

"What if I don't?"

Ye Feng put down the duck blood vermicelli soup, and said lightly...

(End of this chapter)