Chapter 459 Chapter 459: Strive to complete KPI (39) [seeking monthly ticket]
"you-"
Lin Feng never expected the reaction of the mysterious scribe.
Isn't this sincerely wanting to rely on her?
Take a deep breath in secret to adjust your mood.
Lin Feng: "We have to do things, and outsiders stay away."
Chasing people away was so obvious, but the mysterious scribe seemed unable to understand people's words and expressions: "I don't know how to read, and even if I read, I wouldn't easily divulge any important things about Xiao Lang. This bit of human ethics is still understandable.”
Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes.
I couldn't hold back a curse word for a long while.
Do it yourself?
I can't beat myself.
Even if you want to do it, you have to wait until the target is killed.
No hands?
Let such an ignorant person follow?
Lin Feng was in a complicated mood, so he snorted angrily, waved his hand to the guards to leave, and seized the time to cultivate and recover.
The mysterious scribe also followed.
It's astonishingly familiar.
Lin Feng glared at him, and he said, "Dry food."
Lin Feng held back his words.
rushed to the guard and said, "Give it to him."
The mysterious scribe didn't completely lie to Lin Feng, he was indeed running out of dry food and water bags. It wouldn't have been so miserable in the first place, but the two groups of people who were chasing and killing were unwilling to let go. During the scuffle, their sharp weapons smeared with golden juice and poison cut through his dry food and water bags, and most of them were scrapped, and the rest were only two or three days away. . In this vast wilderness, food and water are hard to find.
"Thank you."
He took the food from the guard.
Didn't test whether it was poisonous, and started to eat it with big mouthfuls. As soon as I took a bite, I found that the wheat rice **** were soft and chewy, and there was no grit that had not been cleaned. You don't have to worry about the grit wearing down your teeth when you bite down.
The mysterious scribe said: "Is this the new wheat this year?"
Lin Feng didn't even bother to pay attention to him while holding the sword.
The mysterious scribe said to himself: "It's a bit extravagant."
Due to the limitation of tools, it is not easy to hustle wheat.
The so-called wheat rice is to grind the wheat and skin and cook it. To put it simply, wheat and wheat bran are boiled and eaten together, and the processing equipment is backward, which means that the labor cost has soared. A bowl of barley rice that has been completely stripped of wheat bran and cleaned of grit can imagine how high its "cost" is, let alone used as dry food, which is extravagant. Ordinary people just want to eat enough.
Lin Feng is still a young man, and his temper has not yet been cultivated.
Hearing that this guy was picky about eating and drinking, he got angry.
"Then you don't have to eat it."
The mysterious scribe didn't care.
After a few mouthfuls of dry food, he drank water to moisten his throat.
Lin Feng was worried about how to get rid of this person. The mysterious scribe looked up at the pitch-black night, and suddenly said with emotion: "Seeing Xiao Lang's appearance, this old man can't help but think of his son-in-law. When he left home, he was also about the same age as Xiao Lang... "
Lin Feng: "..."
This topic spans a bit too much.
The mysterious scribe expresses his feelings for a while. Lin Feng's aggressiveness and attitude of confronting him were indeed very similar to his son's. If not, it wouldn't be so easy to talk about.
Lin Feng casually asked, "Where is your son now?"
The mysterious scribe shook his head: "I don't know."
Lin Feng saw that his tone did not seem to be fake, and his frowning brows contained deep worry, so he couldn't help but soften for a moment.
"With the talents of a teacher, the children he can teach are not bad." Ordinary people can only survive with their tails clamped, but literary scholars or martial arts scholars are relatively better. As long as you don't easily defect to any force, don't make enemies. Regarding Lin Feng's comfort, the mysterious scribe was noncommittal, and his own son knew it well...
Especially on cold winter nights, the cold wind is like adding a knife, blowing on the face and causing fine pain.
Lin Feng couldn't help thinking of his teacher who was far away in Longwu County. Longwu County has suffered many catastrophes and is impoverished. Teacher and the others want to restore the people's livelihood here, and let as many common people survive this harsh winter as possible.
The mysterious scribe smiled bitterly: "He doesn't care."
Lin Feng: "..."
Simple and simple four words, containing countless gossip, but she is not Mr. Gu Chi, and she does not have this hobby.
Time flickered to the middle of the night.
The mysterious scribe leaned against the mountain wall, and sat not far away to take a nap with his eyes closed. Lin Feng had been on guard for more than half an hour. Seeing that he really had no intention of doing anything, he fell asleep with ease and his breathing gradually stabilized. However, this night is bound to be a little unusual.
Almost at the same time, the two opened their eyes.
Lin Feng looked at the mysterious scribe.
The mysterious scribe looked at another place.
He made a "shh" gesture at Lin Feng.
Whispered: "It is said that this place is a dangerous restricted zone, but they don't want to be so lively, so another group of people come."
somebody is coming!
More than one person!
Lin Feng seemed to be able to feel the aura of heaven and earth in the distance being stirred by the killing intent, resulting in a slight distortion, which was especially clear in the silent night. Seeing this, the mysterious scribe glanced at Lin Feng approvingly—not to mention, this young man's talent is indeed enviable.
finally-
The slight sound of footsteps stepping on the gravel was transmitted to the ears of the mysterious scribe along the wind, almost at the moment when the enemy made a move, he struck first. With a wave of his hand, the Wenqi City Wall rose from the ground, just in time to stop the enemies who appeared in unison.
I can also see the visitor through the faintness of my writing.
A group of strong men with typical characteristics of the Shiwu clan.
The strange thing is that their clothes are dirty, and they look like savages living in the mountains. Counting those who were ambushing secretly, there were seven people in total, but all of them were brave fighters. Although the level of martial arts is not high, Qi Qi nests in the mountains in this situation...
In an instant, Lin Feng thought of something.
Brushing so hard that he drew his sword: "Leave one alive!"
The guard listened to the order.
Qiqi rushed out.
Well, including Lin Feng who was holding a sword.
The mysterious scribe trembled slightly when he saw this.
I didn't expect Xiao Lang to be so murderous.
Besides, this Xiaolang is a literary scholar, right?
The mysterious scribe finally noticed this detail, but it's hard to say anything at this time, anyway, it's not difficult to solve the mob in front of him. Violent is vicious, but it's a good-looking guy. How can two Wenxin literati sit in town and get benefits for them?
[Mingzhe Protects Yourself] Blessed, after the guard has no backs, he can force the enemy to fly backwards just by head-to-head.
When the group realized that they had kicked the iron board, they had no chance to retreat. After dozens of rounds, they only had time to utter a short scream before losing their lives. He survived, but he seemed to be a dead man, and he chose to commit suicide before Lin Feng could do anything.
"Looking at the appearance of this group of people, they must have been here for a while..." The mysterious scribe squatted down and fiddled with the corpse, "The people outside the restricted area may have come to look for them... Both of them were raised by the ten black nobles. The dead are elite, interesting."
Maybe this is the reason why Lingling pointed here?
Lin Feng: "The target must be nearby, not far away."
Mysterious scribe: "Target?"
Having expressed his love, Lin Feng couldn't bear to show cold face again: "The two parties you mentioned, one should protect and the other should kill."
The mysterious scribe said, "That's a big fish!"
He made some mental preparations first.
There were two quarrels in one night, Lin Feng couldn't wait for the dawn, and ordered the guards to look for any hidden places that might hide in the vicinity. With a specific range, it is much easier to find. While she was waiting anxiously, a guard's voice was pleasantly surprised.
"found it!"
(o゜▽゜)o☆
Going to get the non-invasive results tomorrow
(end of this chapter)