Legend of Fei

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Zhou Fei groaned in his heart and almost pulled out the knife.

However, at the next moment, her ears moved slightly, and heard the sound of very light clothes rubbing not far away-only the sound of the clothes swinging in the wind, the footsteps of the coming people were too light, if he did not want to cover up the whereabouts, Zhou Fei was not aware of his existence.

She thought that Man Shan's sentries were half a catty, and she didn't expect a master in the corner.

Just when Zhou Fei began to worry about whether she would reveal any traces, a sudden coughing sound came from behind her. The hand on her shoulder followed the master's cough and pressed down involuntarily. It seemed that the man couldn't even stand, and treated her like a human handrail.

Zhou Fei turned his head cautiously, and saw a middle-aged man in the inner black jail with a pin-shaped shape. He was hidden in the shadows silently, so that she didn't even notice it. There is still a living creature.

The man has white temples, dressed in a commoner, and although his shoulders are not camel, but he is not very straight, and his face is bitter and sad, like a personal "poor". He shook his head gently to Zhou Fei, before he had time to say anything, and then there was another heartbreaking cough. He heard Zhou Fei's chest sullen for a while, and he almost couldn't breathe with him.

The person not far away seemed to pause, probably not wanting to get close to the tuberculosis ghost, he murmured in disgust and disgust, and turned to the distance.

The middle-aged man only released Zhou Fei, leaned on his chest, leaned on the side to rest, the breath was very weak.

Zhou Fei hesitated for a moment and didn't leave immediately, whispering, "Thank you... Senior, are you okay?"

The middle-aged man looked up at her, and Zhou Fei met his gaze, and he was shocked for no reason. It was a pair of muddy, lifeless eyes. When he looked at it, his heart was unreasonably tight.

The man said lightly: "Where is the little girl, so bold."

Among the forty-eight villages, there are countless masters of the hidden world. Many people, like Mrs. Wang, seem to be an extraordinary old lady, but they may have unpredictable skills. Zhou Fei didn't know much. When he went out, he didn't know how to sell chai rice, oil and salt. Only the masters he had seen could not be counted.

But the elders in the village... including Li Da, who was the master, no one gave her an indescribable pressure like the middle-aged man in front of her—even if he looked weaker than Zhou Yitang.

Zhou Fei couldn't help but bring a little caution, and replied: "There is a brother in my family who was caught by them when he went out alone. He had to find it and disturbed his seniors."

The middle-aged man half-eyed and said, "Oh, where is the teacher?"

His words were very rude, and he was used to giving orders and giving orders, but his attitude was quite natural. It made people feel like he was born to speak like this.

Zhou Fei hesitated for a moment. She didn't know what the person was coming from, and she knew she had no experience.

When she was alone, she was somewhat arrogant and arrogant, but when it came to the home, she was awake and cautiously sleeping all over the body.

It’s a pity that Zhou Fei didn’t talk nonsense since she was a child, so she can’t make one, and she couldn’t make it. It’s just that there are few people in our family. There are a total of three people and two relatives’ brothers and sisters.

The middle-aged man "huh" did not know whether to believe it or not. Anyway, he lost interest in her and waved her hand to signal that she could get out.

Zhou Fei is actually a little independent, and she doesn't care much about strangers, but seeing the haggard look of her, she couldn't help thinking of Zhou Yitang.

In the cave during the day, she heard Xie Yun's words and then swept through thousands of horses and horses. Although there was nothing on her face, she couldn't help but go up and down. She was worried that her father was running around and no one was taking care. Rin, there must be a lot of famous doctors and attendants. After so many years of walking, even the news has not been sent back to the village, can they still remember their mother and daughter?

Her complex worries moved involuntarily to the middle-aged man in front of her, and she couldn't help but ask, "Is the senior a sick person?"

The middle-aged man didn't seem to anticipate that she took the initiative to talk to herself, and he was a little stunned before saying briefly: "A little old injury."

Zhou Fei said "Oh", every time she couldn't find anything to say when she searched her stomach, she wished she could have a possession of Li Yan. After thinking about it, she took a bun and handed it in through the gap in the prison door. .

The middle-aged man looked at her strangely.

"I came here from the sentry box," Zhou Fei explained. "They eat it by themselves, it is not poisonous. I think the medicine in the diet is very hurtful. Since the seniors are injured, it is a bit less to eat. "

The middle-aged man took it and took it, holding it with some still-heated buns and flipped it in his hands twice, as if he had never seen how the buns looked like in his life, and then he did not thank him, but asked lightly: "Where did you say the brother was locked?"

Zhou Fei shook his head blankly.

The middle-aged man gave her a deep look: "Then you dare to run around? Do you know who the owner is?"

Xie Yun said that he was "a group of not-so-decent friends in rivers and lakes". He probably estimated that she didn't know that she said it, so he omitted it.

Middle-aged humanity: "Have you ever heard of "Living Dead Mountain"?"

He seemed a little impatient and nonsense, and thought it was enough to mention a few words. Who knows Zhou Fei looks more and more at a loss.

The middle-aged man frowned, and said coldly: "How can the little babies who are not weaned come out and walk around, your family is really no one."

Zhou Fei was a little displeased, but immediately remembered that the words "the family is sparse" were her own nonsense, so she pressed the fire back briefly, and at the same time wondered what the identity of this person was and how old she was. Can speak human language?

"There are countless monsters on the mountain of the living dead, there are four themes, they are not ashamed, they are named after the four elephants, they are a group of world-famous **** sticks. Underworld', later the four brothers bitten their dogs and made an internal strife. It happened when the North and South confrontation and both sides wanted to destroy them. Then they fell apart. One of the Suzakus fell near Yueyang. When these people were lawless, Enemies are everywhere, and now they are shrunk here, knowing that it is not appropriate to show their heads, they take each place they need and attach themselves to the Huo family."

Zhou Fei suddenly realized: "Oh."

But "Oh" is over, she just understands why the masked people are so easy to do things, there is not much other feelings, after all, she has not seen the real body of these "devil ghosts", and she wants to talk about "the underworld" "Come on, the forty-eight villages who "do it as culprits" are not in vain.

The middle-aged man glanced at her: "Suzaku's main name is Mu Xiaoqiao. At that time, because of some small discords, he went to Taishan alone. Within a scent of incense, he picked three Taishan elders and shattered the three ribs of the palm. Everyone looked down at the chest of the only son, grabbed a lively heart and threw it all over the ground."

Zhou Fei's eyes widened this time, and Taishan sent her to know that the Qianzhong line in the Forty-eight Village was moved from there. Their head highly respected the "She Ji Palm Method" of Taishan Eighteenth Road. The ancestor of Kaishan Zhong was once a disciple of Taishan, and later incorporated the palm method into the halberd, and then created this department.

When the middle-aged man saw that the ignorant little girl was finally bluffed, he smiled a bit bitterly: "Finally, a sect that you know is known-just know it, just know your luck, and now you know, Hurry up."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Fei, who was "bluffed", said: "It turned out that it was so powerful that the plan that turned upside down was not working. I still have to be careful. It is better to quietly search for an antidote and release some helpers to talk about it. "

She said to the middle-aged man: "Thank you senior for your guidance."

After she finished, she leaped lightly from the door of the stone prison, and two or three landings went towards the row of houses behind the horse pen.

The middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes and saw that she ignored her advice, looking at Zhou Fei's direction with a gloomy face, and whispered: "Death."

At this time, a shadow “flowed” from the place where Fang Cai Zhou Fei stood, and fell at the entrance of the stone prison, only to see that this “shadow” turned out to be a person. He was wrapped in black and stuck between the rocky walls of the mountain, and The real shadow makes no difference.

The man in black respectfully kneeled down on one knee, waiting for the middle-aged man in the stone prison to order.

"It's okay," the middle-aged man said lightly. "A little episode, it doesn't affect. I just want to know, are you sure Suzaku is in this mountain tonight?"

The man in black opened his mouth and said something, but clearly did not say a voice, but the middle-aged man in the stone prison seemed to "hear" it, and he chuckled softly: "Very good, I'll wait long, Go, follow the original plan. Kill Mu Xiaoqiao, Huo Liantao is not enough."

The black shadow lowered his head and seemed to respond with a "yes". In the blink of an eye, it turned into a shadow again. The gecko was clinging to the mountain wall and had climbed a few feet.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in the stone prison suddenly said, "Slow down."

Black Shadow heard the sound and tamely walked back to the prison door, waiting to hear the order.

I saw that the middle-aged man with tuberculosis smashed a piece of steamed bun, scowled at the tip of his nose in disbelief, squeezed a little bit of scum, and repeatedly confirmed that it was indeed non-toxic, then took a small bite. He was extremely serious in eating, frowning slightly, and seemed to be making difficult choices.

Finally, the middle-aged talent whispered, "If you see it, and leave her alive-if you don't see it, just watch her luck."

Zhou Fei didn't know what was brewing in the calm valley. She patiently searched carefully for half an hour, and finally followed several handymen to find the back kitchen site. Knowing the dangers of this place, she did not dare to look down on the seemingly ordinary handyman in the back kitchen, and she did everything she could to keep up with a short and fat cook.

The cook was hungry at night and wanted to make a snack for himself, but did not want to be seen, so he repelled the elementary school students and other handymen and came to the house alone.

Zhou Fei stared at him nicely with a breath, every move, and subconsciously imitated the rhythm of the cook’s walking. At the moment when the fat cook pushed the wooden door of the room, Zhou Fei suddenly became difficult and leaned forward in his body. At the most relaxed moment in the back, she made the knife without hesitation and only heard a "poo" sound. The fat cook didn't even say a word, and there was already a hole in her throat.

Zhou Fei: "..."

Say good demon ghost nest?

Did the sick uncle just scared people to play?