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The lid of the pot of duck soup with fresh bamboo shoots had been opened and it was bubbling. The beggar pheasant that was stuffed into the fire before leaving was also taken out. The outer layer of mud seal had been hardened and now it was knocked open. The bamboo leaves wrapping the pheasant were also opened one by one and were roasted until crispy. The tender pheasant exudes a unique fragrance.

Mr. Feng was sitting on the stone next to him. He was poking the chicken with a small bamboo branch in his right hand and holding a paper crane between two fingers of his left hand. Hearing the sound, he looked up and sighed: "You kid, you are too reckless! I reminded you to be careful of bad guys, are you so careful?"

He was surprised to see Mr. Feng being old, but Hua Zhenxing was inexplicably relieved and asked, "Do you already know what happened just now?"

Mr. Feng: "I'm already here. Of course I know that you just killed someone."

Hua Zhenxing: "That person is dead?"

Mr. Feng: "You're so dead! Before he died, he used a stick and slapped you in the face. The slap was earth-shattering. Unfortunately, you ran too fast and he didn't hit you."

Hua Zhenxing couldn't take a deep breath, and immediately collapsed in the tunnel and said: "I was scared to death!"

He seemed to have lost all strength in his body. That stick was thrust out with all his energy and energy. Not only did he use his greatest strength, he also poured all his spiritual consciousness into it. Without any thinking, he used all the means at his disposal. It even includes the art of nourishing the essence. The so-called element in Yangyuan Technique is vitality, and vitality can also be targeted when fighting against enemies.

Mr. Feng: “You know you’re afraid now?”

Hearing that Frick was dead and Mr. Feng was sitting in front of him, he was no longer afraid. He moved his shoulders and belly and said, "How did you get here?"

Mr. Feng: "If you can come, I can come. I discovered this place first."

Hua Zhenxing: "You reminded me yesterday to be careful of bad guys. Did you know that Frick was here a long time ago? Who is he?"

Mr. Feng: "I don't know the specifics. I only know that he is the head of the Forgan Foundation, which is headquartered in Brussels, Roba. A while ago, he sneaked into the vicinity of Fiso Port to inquire about the situation. This person He is very capable and deliberately restrains himself so that no one can notice anything unusual about him."

Hua Zhenxing: "Then how did you find out?"

Of course, Mr. Feng had already discovered Frick, otherwise he would not have reminded Hua Zhenxing so much yesterday. He only heard him reply: "He followed you after you went out. He probably wanted to wait until you were far away before attacking, but on the way He was disturbed and lost track of you. He chased you in the direction you were traveling, and then overtook you, almost reaching the plateau.

If you listen to me and go catch fish on this side of the mountain this morning and think hard about how to make a stone pot fish, he won't be able to find you. But it would be better for you to go to the top of the mountain and release the wooden magpie. Flying so high and still checking everywhere, even gods can't cover it for you.

I want to ask you, why don’t you make stone pot fish? As long as you listened to my advice and went to catch fish for cooking this morning, you wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing! "

Hua Zhenxing was a little confused. He opened his mouth for a long time before saying, "Big fish are found only in deep water. It's hard to catch them."

Mr. Feng: "I thought you had already practiced water control very well!"

Hua Zhenxing: "The art of controlling water is not the art of fishing. They are two different things. I plan to cook stone pot fish next time."

Mr. Feng raised his left hand again and said, "Lao Yang asked you to take this paper crane with you. Why did you forget just now?"

The paper crane was stored in his backpack. The backpack was always with him. However, when he went up the mountain to release the wooden magpies and went down the mountain to look for the wooden magpies, Hua Zhenxing left his backpack at the campsite. He did not expect to be in the situation just now. He never dreamed of it!

Hua Zhenxing replied honestly: "I forgot. In fact, I didn't expect it."

Mr. Feng sighed again: "Forget it, in fact, even Lao Yang didn't expect you to meet such a master. If he came in person, it wouldn't be a problem to deal with Frick, but this paper crane alone would If you can’t do this, you’re too careless!”

Hua Zhenxing: "Did you save me?"

Mr. Feng shook his head and said: "I didn't take action because there was no need for you to kill him. It was like a blind cat catching a mouse! Do you know that that person wanted to kill you, more than an ordinary person would crush a bug to death? easy?"

Hua Zhenxing: "It's such an exaggeration. How powerful is he?"

Mr. Feng: "Didn't you see him flying in the sky? If you encounter an opponent like this in the future, be sure to stay away! But he probably didn't rely solely on his own ability. He may have used something with the help of something. Otherwise, even if you are lucky, you will be lucky." Even that magic stick can't kill him.

It can be inferred from this that his cultivation level is at the lowest level of the sixth level and the highest level is the seventh level. In short, he has not reached the eighth level yet. There is no way to verify it. People have killed you. You don't know clearly, but against such a master, you would be in a situation of death and no chance of survival! "

Hua Zhenxing took a long breath and said, "Then it's him who dies now."

Mr. Feng: "That was his own suicide! Even so, it's still a narrow escape for you. You were lucky enough to survive just now. If the same situation happens nine times again, I'm afraid you will be finished nine times. Now I know how good you are. Are you lucky?"

Hua Zhenxing: "I don't understand either. He is so capable, so why can't he resist beating him?"

Mr. Feng: "This is not your skill, it's your stick. He has never seen this kind of magical weapon, and I'm afraid he has never even heard of it. A magical weapon made of the essence of life between heaven and earth, if it is filled with murderous intent, it will become a magical weapon." Something that extinguishes life.

But as long as he dodges a little, or doesn't block it with his flesh and blood, but just holds it with his backhand, or if your cultivation level is slightly worse and your murderous intention is slightly weaker, there will be no chance of success. "

Hua Zhenxing: "Wait a minute, you said it was the stick? But that was a tree stick I chopped down, it was just processed with mana."

Mr. Feng shook his head: "I don't know where your stick came from, but Lao Yang used his hands and feet to combine an ancient natural artifact into it. It's too yin!"

Hua Zhenxing: "What is an ancient natural artifact?"

Mr. Feng: "You don't even understand the concept of magic weapon. It's too early to ask these questions. In short, it is very powerful! It can't exert its power in your hands, but you sharpened the head of the stick and used it as a spear. Then Although Frick has a high level of cultivation, he is still made of flesh and blood after all.”

Hua Zhenxing: "Oh, I just lost the stick!"

Mr. Feng: "That's right! If you didn't lose the stick at that time, you would have lost your life. Old Yang didn't tell you how precious the stick was. I'm afraid he was worried about this situation.

As long as you hesitate for a moment and try to pull out the stick, you will definitely not be able to escape. Now that he is completely dead, you don't have to worry, just find time to get it back. "

Although Hua Zhenxing was really not in a hurry, he was completely relieved. He knew that Mr. Feng was a friend of the three old people, and that Teacher Ding also respected this person very much. He must be an expert, at least not weaker than Teacher Ding. Even if Frick was not injured, there was no need to be afraid.

Hua Zhenxing: "Mr. Feng, did you come here specifically to save me?"

Mr. Feng smiled: "I came here to eat. It happened to be during the Eastern Kingdom's Golden Week holiday, but I couldn't help much. Then Frick didn't die in your hands. You couldn't kill him with your own ability. He died of his own ignorance and arrogance." After saying this, he raised his head and said, "The bump on your forehead is quite bright, and there is a big blister on it. Does it hurt?"

Hua Zhenxing: "It hurts! I forgot about it just now. When you asked, I suddenly felt so much pain."

Mr. Feng: "So you are still here, have you brought any medicine?"

Huazhen Marching Tent took out a pill of Mingmai Xuanjiao from his backpack. He didn't rush to open the blisters and applied a layer on the bag. Half of his forehead turned purple. Mr. Feng asked curiously: "What is this, Lithospermum ointment?"

Hua Zhenxing grinned and took in the cold air and said: "It's not Lithospermum ointment, it's called Xumai glue..."

He explained the efficacy of the Pulse-Resuscitation Glue, and Mr. Feng’s eyes lit up and he said, “What a good thing!”

Hua Zhenxing: "I'll pack a box for you to take away later... What are we doing now, go and pick up the sticks?"

Mr. Feng: "The stick is right there. As long as people can't throw it away, it can't be thrown away. Aren't you hungry? I've been waiting for dinner for a long time!"

Hua Zhenxing: "When you say that, I'm really hungry. Let's eat first! Wait a moment and I'll be fine soon."

He got up, dusted himself off, and then did a set of weird gymnastics. Feeling that he had regained his energy and strength, he took out the seasonings and started making noodles. After the noodles were almost cooked, I went to the tent and brought out two bowls. I cut bamboo and made two pairs of chopsticks on the spot.

The wild duck is completely stewed. Take out two bowls of duck noodle soup with fresh bamboo shoots and mix in the prepared pickles. The smell will make you very appetizing. Mr. Feng took the bowl and put it aside: "It's too hot. Let it dry first. Your bowl is very unique. It's actually made of pure gold. It can only weigh two kilograms, right?"

Hua Zhenxing: "Not two pounds, each one is one and a half pounds, two or three pounds. I processed them on the way here. If Mr. Feng likes them, I will give them to you later!"

Hua Zhenxing has been refining pure gold for a while. Even this time, he brought two boxes of one hundred ounces of mineral gold in his backpack when he went out. When walking through the river valley, he processed the refined gold into two bowls.

Mr. Feng: “This is too expensive!”

Hua Zhenxing: "It's so easy to process it, it's rare that you like it. You came all the way here to save me, and you helped me cover up my traces along the way. I don't know how to thank you enough."

Hua Zhenxing was not stupid. After calming down, he roughly guessed what happened. Frick came for Locke. Not only did he want to hunt down Locke, he also wanted to find something that Locke had taken away. After sneaking into Feso Port, he was not discovered by anyone. He did not take action in Feso Port, but Keep an eye on Hua Zhenxing who is out.

No one else noticed him, but Mr. Feng noticed it somehow. Mr. Feng just said that Frick was disturbed on the road and lost track of Hua Zhenxing, and then overtook him.

What kind of interference can such a master receive? It is probably that Mr. Feng concealed Hua Zhenxing's whereabouts in some way, but Hua Zhenxing himself was completely unaware of it.

Sure enough, Mr. Tingfeng said again: "I told you that there was such a place, and then you came to find it. As a result, you were targeted by bad guys as soon as you left Feso Port. This matter has something to do with me. Of course I was aware of it, so I Came here. Just in time, the food is just right, let’s eat first, happy Golden Week!”

The Pianerchuan was almost dry, and with the fragrant beggar pheasant, Hua Zhenxing ate five bowls, and Mr. Feng ate three bowls. The noodles and beggar chicken were all eaten, and there was only a little soup base left in the stone pot. and mallard duck skeletons.

Mr. Feng leaned on a thick bamboo and hiccupped: "It's not in vain for me to go all this way. The delicious food is rare!"

Hua Zhenxing: "When we get back to Port Feso, I'll treat you to a good drink. I sincerely recommend you try the newly produced Kelin Daqu."

Mr. Feng: “Let’s talk about it in a few days, when you’ve made the soft-boiled abalone.”

Hua Zhenxing: "I haven't forgotten this. I'm already preparing it. I can do it when I get back. It will take about two days. Mr. Feng, I will try to catch two fish later. How about making a stone pot fish?" You also mentioned this dish yesterday.”

Feng Junzi shook his head and said: "Forget it for today. You didn't really want to do it, otherwise you would have done it this morning. Now that I have eaten, you must have some doubts, so start asking."

The fragrance of cinnamon in Toad Palace goes well into wine, and the jade rabbit in my arms is full and plump. In the shade of the flowers reflected in the lantern light, it is the most joyful autumn day.

Write a poem to wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and happy every day during the National Day Golden Week! Don’t forget to pass the moon appreciation ticket when you enjoy the moon. Thank you for your appreciation!