Lin Fengjin smiled. He couldn't help but look at Lin De, who was trembling with excitement all over his body, and then said meaningfully:

"Three crossbow arrows are enough to kill three people. Even if the strings are slower afterwards, it doesn't matter. As for... the question of accuracy, I have never had any concerns in this regard. Really, even if there is no soul, I firmly believe that this crossbow will definitely be shot every time after it is made and will never fail!"

***

The knife Lin Fengjin wanted was sent to the inn by Lao Jiao three days later. This Gurkha scimitar, which should not have existed in this time and space, was exposed in the air. The coldness at the blade seemed to be about to reach the face. The sharp edge of the iron blade mixed in, and there were traces of cloud patterns flowing and rotating. Its power was said to be that even ghosts could not resist!

According to Lin Fengjin's request, the sheath and body of the knife were made simple and inconspicuous, with the words "Wang Ping" engraved on the hilt of the knife.

This name originally belonged to the Dog King, and it had been hidden in his heart for thirty years. The Dog King originally planned to restore his real name after he was whitewashed, so that he could shine his ancestors and meet his parents and ancestors after his death. Unfortunately, he met Lin Fengjin.

The reason why Lin Fengjin carved this name on the hilt of the knife was to commemorate it.

When the dog king was alive, he was a hero, but after his death, he almost became the food of wild dogs!

As a demon, Lin Fengjin certainly felt sad when he died of a rabbit and fox, but he could not turn the situation around, because this situation was caused by him. If he turned it around, it would be possible that the wild dogs would be used as a midnight snack, which was himself, but the helplessness and chess piece in his heart were so strong.

Therefore, the only thing Lin Fengjin can do is to carve the name of the dog king on the handle of his sharp weapon. Even when he touched the name, he would have no reason to think: If one day I die and become a prey, will someone engrave my name in the same place as memorialized?

Such thoughts made Lin Fengjin feel desolate.

Very strong desolation.

There is nothing strange about this. No matter how strong a man is, he will definitely have a vulnerability in his heart. What's more, Lin Fengjin, a gray-haired boy who has not seen through the world yet?

So he gave up his plan to leave Xiangfan today, but after breathing a long sigh, he wanted to go out for a walk, hoping that the popularity of the extremely prosperous streets in Xiangdu could dilute the extremely uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

For this reason, he refused Linde's companions and asked him to continue studying the crossbow that was as if he had been treasured, and stepped onto the street alone.

However, it was not until the crowd that Lin Fengjin realized that it was not possible to eliminate loneliness by having too many people. He witnessed the laughter and joy of others and was one after another. Instead, it would make the loneliness more profound.

Therefore, Lin Fengjin, who was a little confused, moved unconsciously with the surge of people, because his subconscious mind was chasing the excitement. Therefore, he unconsciously began to follow the crowds and go to the most prosperous places.

The most prosperous place in Xiangdu is in the square four miles west of Yu Street, which is also very popular.

That place is often called Zhaoming Mountain.

After walking around Xiangfan City for most of the time, Lin Fengjin was also a little hungry. The prosperity of Zhaoming Mountain was also mentioned in front of it. It can be said that it was shoulder to shoulder, day and night. On the water and rice stalls sold by small vendors, there were old meat, dried jerky, wild fox, jerky, chicken, meat and other dishes for rice.

As for those snacks, such as fried sheep, white intestines, ginger and jelly (huo pill), frozen fish head, ginger and fermented ginger (花) seeds, rubbed cotton, red shredded, cut into the sheep head, spicy marinade, apricot slices, plum ginger, lettuce, bamboo shoots, mustard melon, fine ingredients, ginger, scented fruit, etc., there are all kinds of them.

Lin Fengjin ordered a bowl of added wontons at the stall on the side of the road. While listening to the flower head next to him singing the lotus flowers, he sat and finished eating it under the warm winter sun. He felt sweat all over. He felt that the sun was quite dazzling. When he raised his head slightly, he saw the white sun hanging above his head.

The sun is at its peak, which is the most prosperous time in the day, which is the so-called third hour of noon. The executioner killed the prisoner, and this point is used as the time for execution.

Lin Fengjin still had no special feeling at this time, and because the feeling of loneliness in his heart gradually dissipated, he instead gave birth to a sense of stolen half a day of leisure in it, so he gradually became leisurely.

This kind of leisure was until Lin Fengjin walked through a dirt platform as he ate the food.

Because Lin Fengjin had already blocked someone in front of him, he said to Lin Fengjin in a gentle and casual tone:

"Donor, can you make a good relationship?"

Lin Fengjin casually said "yes", took out a five-cent copper coin and handed it over, and glanced at the person in front of him.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

And it's quite wrong.

For a moment, I couldn't tell where the wrong thing was.

The man who made the good fortune smiled and refused to take the copper coins, so he stood in front of him.

At this time, Lin Fengjin could not help but be dull for more than ten seconds, and then he felt that he could not express his mood at this moment in words!!

That feeling of extreme absurdity and extreme incredible!!!

At this moment, the crowds of people in Zhaoming Mountain seemed to be fading in an instant, disappearing, leaving only Lin Fengjin and this person standing face to face!

The person standing in front of Lin Fengjin was wearing a very ordinary brown dress and a black headscarf on his head. In the entire Xiangfan City, there were not a thousand people dressed like this, and there were eight hundred people, which could be said to be forgotten at any glance.

The winter wind mixed with the sunlight projected on Lin Fengjin's face, warm and quiet.

However, Lin Fengjin's mood was as surging as if a typhoon had passed through the border!!!

He took two or three steps back, his eyes as if he had seen a ghost. He ignored the angry scolding of the person who was hit behind him, and he was stunned for a while before saying:

"You...you!!"

Yes, Lin Fengjin had already recalled the sentence at this time, the curse that swallowed the lives of hundreds of people, even the dog king, the non-attack disciple Wan Qi and others. The sentence had been proven to be a lie and so to be heard as a joke!

At noon on the sixth day of November, the statue of Master Zhaoming Mountain is looking for a man in brown clothes and black scarf

Noon 3:00 on the sixth day of November

The statue of Master Zhaoming Mountain,

Looking for a man in brown clothes and black scarf!!!

"Today, it seems to be the sixth day of November... Such a good sun happens to be three o'clock in the afternoon."

"This place should be the statue of Master Zhaomingshan... When did I come here??!!"

"Isn't this person in front of me a fucking lie? I, I... am I... Is this a ghost? But this day! Does anyone dare to come out at this time?"

After all, Lin Fengjin had experienced too many shocks at this time... He was a human being for two lifetimes. As a demon star, he encountered ghosts, and changed his life against the will of heaven, and lived through life and death! So he quickly recovered, took a deep breath, and said with a bitter smile:

"I...you..."

Lin Fengjin, who is eloquent and likes a knife, couldn't even think of how to speak in this strange situation. In the end, he could only follow the other party's intention:

"Then how do you form a good deed?"

The man in brown clothes and black scarf suddenly said:

"Where can you ask the donor from?"

This sentence was originally ordinary, but it was meaningful in secret, which immediately made Lin Fengjin's hair stand up all over his body! He only felt that every word from the person in front of him seemed like a sword slashed from the head! He was about to torture into the most secret place deep in his heart!

Lin Fengjin could only pretend not to know and answer honestly:

"Come from Kawakura."

The man in brown clothes and black scarf asked immediately:

"Where can you ask the donor from?"

Although the second question was exactly the same, Lin Fengjin was sweating profusely, feeling that all his secrets had been seen through. He didn't know why, but he was extremely anxious. As if he was eager to answer this question, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and immediately answered:

“Come from wherever you come!”

After hearing this answer, the mysterious man in brown clothes and black scarf in front of Lin Fengjin suddenly smiled, as if he was as relieved as hearing the standard answer. He suddenly said:

"Who are you?"

Lin Fengjin heard this seemingly simple but meaningful question, and couldn't help but take a breath again. Every sentence of this mysterious brown-clothed black scarf seemed to have a deep meaning, and every sentence stabbed his secret! He could only say awkwardly:

"I am the son of the Lin family, the grain merchant."

Although Lin Fengjin just replied, the man in brown clothes and black scarf continued to ask the exact same questions:

"Who are you?"

Lin Fengjin was asked by him so that beads of soybean-sized sweat flowed down his forehead one by one, and couldn't help but say impatiently:

"I am me!"

After hearing this, the man in brown clothes and black scarf nodded slightly, then turned around and left. Lin Fengjin said anxiously:

"Where are the good relationships you have made?"

The man laughed a long time and disappeared into the crowd. According to Lin Fengjin's skills at this time, he could not catch up at all! What's even more strange is that although the two had been talking face to face for so long, Lin Fengjin actually realized that he could not remember what this person looked like when he recalled!

His face seemed blank! Only the quiet and profound temperament on his body made people feel more and more broad and distant as they recalled it.

What's even more strange is that under the bright world and the scorching sun, Lin Fengjin closed his eyes and recalled his face, and felt a piece of darkness!! An endless deep and gentle darkness that seemed to be in the mother's placenta!

After standing in the crowded crowd for nearly half an hour, Lin Fengjin took a deep breath and swallowed a mouthful of saliva and felt much better. He felt that although he had only said a few words, his throat was so dry that it was almost hoarse. The main reason was that this experience just now was really incredible!

--------------------It's like a devil, I actually met such a person who shouldn't have appeared at such a strange time and place! This really makes me feel like I'm dreaming.

After walking a few more steps, Lin Fengjin ordered a sober soup with sourness and spicy food, and drank it in one breath. Although he was so sour and sour that his teeth were so spicy that he could cry, the real stimulation made him come back to his senses. At this time, Lin Fengjin suddenly felt a little pain and itchy on his vest. After scratching it a few times, there was nothing unusual.

After wandering on the street for another afternoon, Lin Fengjin finally calmed down his mind. After all, in the face of such a thing, he found that even if he was worried and suspicious, he could only bear it silently... After abandoning a series of distracting thoughts, Lin Fengjin took a deep breath and came to a conclusion.

It's time to leave Xiangdu.

It is November now, not far from the twelfth lunar month. If you want to enter the academy, you have to find a academy before the twelfth lunar month, and then report your name, hometown, resume, and academic record.

Of course, for Lin Fengjin's identity as a child, there is still a chance to be eliminated. After all, the child of this age can be called an older young man and has no potential. And even if he passes, he will be able to enter the school's periphery and become an outer disciple in the early spring. In today's terms, it is an adult undergraduate, xx training class... Otherwise, he will have to wait for the next year.

Of course, such rules have no effect on those guys who are amazing and beautiful. The meaning of genius is to make exceptions. However, no matter how arrogant Lin Fengjin is, he cannot say that his talent in studying can be modified with "shocking and beautiful" or similar words...

Therefore, it is time to prepare for the future. I think there are still some ways to assess external disciples in major academies. If you are more efficient, it will be too late to go home for the New Year.

After making up his mind, Lin Fengjin suddenly remembered the pain and itchyness on the vest on the street today. He was a cautious person, so he immediately turned naked and asked Lin De to come over to see the position on his waist. Lin De checked carefully and massaged the takeaway hard, confirming that there was no problem. Lin Fengjin laughed at this time, only saying that he was too suspicious.

Lin Fengjin went back to talk about this matter, and Lin De was also amazed. After Li Hu learned about this matter, he became concerned about it. At this time, he also had some connections and confirmed again that the three sentences made by King Jing that day were indeed bait, and two of them were fake, and only one sentence was the truth!

After Lin Fengjin heard this news, what else could he do besides a wry smile and sigh? Although he was puzzled, he still had to do what he should do. He started to operate his own entry into the academy in the capital, but the situation was not as optimistic as he imagined... (To be continued...)
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