This immortal is a bit fierce

Cinian Temple is the largest medical clinic in the outer city of Zhaoyang, with an endless stream of people coming and going every day.

On this day, someone walked into the medical clinic and was led to the room. The doctor in the room was around fifty, at the age when he knew his destiny. He smiled kindly and filially. He asked the visitor: "Are you seeing a doctor or taking medicine?"

"To see a doctor, this is the consultation fee." After the man sat down, he took out a blood-colored jade coin from his arms and put it on the table.

The doctor took a look and was not surprised. He nodded: "I know what disease you have. Wait a minute, I will write a prescription."

The doctor left for a while, and when he came back, he held a booklet and handed it to the visitor: "This is the prescription. You can just get the medicine yourself."

The man unfolded the book and took a look. There were many names written on it. Each name was accompanied by a picture, and a lot of text was written on it. Finally, it was marked with different numbers of petals.

Huang Feng's name is clearly listed, and it is at the top, with the largest number of petals marked.

Huang Feng is suspected to be from Fengping. His sect is unknown, his skills are unknown, and his strength is between Huanxu Realm and Hedao Realm. He is thoughtful and has no obvious flaws. However, he is nosy and can try to take advantage of it.

Everything else was fine, but Huang Feng would definitely not agree with the last sentence if he saw it.

Who is nosy? Who!

This is the latest assassination list. The more petals marked, the richer the reward you can get after a successful assassination.

After reading the list, the man put the book in his arms, stood up and prepared to leave. He paused at the door, turned around and asked, "Are many people coming for consultation recently?"

The doctor nodded: "There are many. If your hands and feet are too slow, you may not be able to get the medicine."

The visitor smiled slightly: "That's not possible. You can't stop taking the medicine."

…

Huang Feng was on his way back to the capital. He had been in seclusion for a while, and then visited Shulu again. The cooking competition in the capital was about to begin.

In front of delicious food, the secret history of the dynasty, the secrets of the great wilderness, and the secrets of the fairy world must all be taken aside.

Walking on the official road, he actually met a cook who was rushing to Zhaoyang to participate in the competition.

The cook was in his forties and had an eight-year-old apprentice with him. Huang Feng didn't know their identities at first. He was just bored on the road and wanted to chat with someone he saw.

The two of them were also about to ask for directions: "This young master, I am Bi Shuqing, was born in Qingzhou. This trip is to go to Zhaoyang to participate in the cooking competition. I would like to ask, how far is it from the capital?"

"It's very close. We can climb over the mountain in front. Even if we walk slower, we'll be there in three to five days." After Huang Feng finished speaking, he was a little curious, "Since you are going to participate in the cooking competition, at least you are a famous cook in Qingzhou, right? , why can’t you even hire a carriage?”

Bi Shuqing was a little embarrassed when he heard the inquiry. The young man next to him said: "Master is stingy. Because he is a practitioner, he didn't feel the need to invite a monk to accompany him, so he only hired a horse for two people to ride. As a result, we met on the road a few days ago. He caught the monster and ran the horse to death, and we were able to escape."

"You'll die if you don't say a few words." Bi Shuqing scolded, "Isn't it because I'm saving money to find you a beautiful wife?"

The young man hummed: "Master, you are so stingy, how can any beautiful master wife fall in love with you!"

"I've betrayed you!" Bi Shuqing stretched out his hand, "Give me the rolling pin."

The rolling pin was in the boy's back, and he took two steps back: "Give you a rolling pin? Master, do you think I'm stupid?"

Huang Feng watched with great interest.

The two quarreled for a while, then they remembered that there was an outsider here. Bi Shuqing said quickly: "Let the young master laugh."

The young man still didn't forget to make trouble: "Master, it's useless for you to criticize Zou Zou, people already know what kind of person you are!"

"Little bastard, if you don't fight for a day, you can go to the house to reveal your tiles. If you have the guts, don't run away!"

"Don't chase me if you can!"

The young man's name was Tong Xing. He was not Bi Shuqing's biological son, but a child who had grown up in the same village. Because he had been in trouble when he was young, he raised the child as his own son.

Bi Shuqing sighed: "Oh, I raised a white-eyed wolf."

Tong Xing rolled his eyes: "I was a little bitch just now, but now I'm a wolf? After a while, will I become a glaring white-fronted bug?"

Huang Feng found these two people interesting. Since they were not far from Zhaoyang anyway, he decided to go with them for a while.

"To tell you the truth, I am also preparing to participate in the cooking competition." Huang Feng announced proudly.

Upon hearing this, Tong Xing pulled Bi Shuqing to move aside and looked at him warily: "Could it be that you are here to get information?"

Huang Feng smiled at Bi Shuqing and said, "Although my tongue is a bit venomous, it's still for you."

Bi Shuqing nodded: "Yes, otherwise I would have stewed him."

Tong Xing: "Master, what did you say?"

Bi Shuqing ignored him: "Young master really wants to participate in the cooking competition. I'm sorry to say that you don't look like a cook."

"It's true that I'm not a cook, but I have a unique skill." Huang Feng whispered, "And I told you secretly that the purpose of my participating in the cooking competition is not to get a plaque from the royal family."

Tong Xing curled his lips: "If it's not to win, it's to eat. It's so mysterious."

Huang Feng was surprised: "You have discovered this."

Tong Xing grinned and said: "Because I followed Master to participate, and I thought so too."

Unexpectedly, they turned out to be the same people.

The three of them were chatting happily, but no one seemed to notice that after nightfall, the shadow behind Tong Xing changed slightly.

Huang Feng was not tired at all, but the two people beside him were not monks, and their stomachs were already growling with hunger.

"Master, show your hands tonight to Mr. Huang."

Bi Shuqing smiled and said, "Weren't you afraid that he would pry out the information just now?"

"It's a simple show of your skills, but I won't let you use your special skills, and we don't have much food left."

"Okay, you go pick up some firewood nearby. Let's light a fire on the roadside and cook whatever we want. After eating, walk quickly and try to walk to the inn as far as possible. It's best not to spend the night in the wild."

"Master, aren't you a Lianjiazi? Why are you so scared?"

"Stop mocking me, go quickly, don't go far, just pick up a little under my nose."

After Tong walked away, Bi Shuqing took the package, took out the ingredients and prepared to cook at will.

Huang Feng didn't look at him, but looked at Tong Xing in the distance. He was only ten feet away, but the night threatened to envelope him.

"I'll go see him." Huang Feng stood up.

At this moment, Tong Xing was picking up dry firewood, and he didn't notice at all that the shadow under his feet actually moved, crawling along his legs and slowly onto his back.

When the shadow came up, Tong Xing felt a strong sense of heaviness, as if someone had climbed on his back.

He quickly turned around, but there was no one behind him. At this time, the shadow's hands slowly wrapped around his neck and strangled him hard.

Suddenly unable to breathe, Tong Xing panicked, but was unable to call for help.

The silhouette of the shadow on his back opened his mouth, revealing a sinister smile.