Lin Zifeng didn't know the intentions of the Qi family and the Three Corpses Taoist. He now waited until after midnight, entered Feng Shui Street again, and went straight to the papermaker's wreath shop.

Feng Shui Street is very quiet at midnight, and you can't even see any scenery. The street is dark all day long.

Lin Zifeng walked for more than ten minutes and suddenly stopped.

It's not that I arrived at the wreath shop, but because a person appeared in front of me.

This is a man with a broken arm. An iron chain is wrapped around the person's body, and a dark red coffin is dragged behind the iron chain.

This person was none other than the amputated owner of the coffin shop that Lin Zifeng met today.

The Broken Arm boss looked at Lin Zifeng and shouted coldly: "You come here during the day and you come again at night. I think you are evil-minded and seeking your own death."

Lin Zifeng frowned and said, "I have no ill intentions. I really want to ask the crazy Taoist for something."

"Hmph, I don't care what your intentions are. It's just not possible to find a crazy Taoist. This fine blood coffin is just right for you. Now that you're here, don't leave."

The Broken Arm boss snorted coldly, took action again, pulled off the iron chain on the coffin, and smashed it down towards Lin Zifeng's face.

Lin Zifeng's face darkened. I had no intention of becoming an enemy, but this person wanted to kill him without asking why. Lin Zifeng was not someone to be bullied.

Lin Zifeng moved to avoid the attack of the broken-arm boss, and then the silver needle flew out.

The Broken Arm Boss' expression changed slightly, and he rotated the iron chain in his hand to resist Lin Zifeng's silver needle.

Only now did Lin Zifeng realize that the special Qi in this armless boss was so overbearing that all of his silver needles were broken when they touched the iron chain.

The toughness of the silver needle is very good. In addition, the silver needle contains Lin Zifeng's true energy. If the opponent can be broken directly like this, the opponent's strength can also be seen.

But if you want to force Lin Zifeng back with just this strength, it's obvious

is unlikely.

More and more silver needles appeared in Lin Zifeng's hand, and while the silver needles were flying out, Lin Zifeng was constantly approaching the Broken Arm Boss.

The Broken Arm Boss's expression changed slightly. He saw Lin Zifeng's crazy attack. He swung the chain in his hand very fast, but it also consumed a huge amount of his energy.

Lin Zifeng got closer and then gave up the silver needle, using his fists to attack the broken-arm boss.

The Broken Arm Boss only has one arm, so he can fight remotely by relying on the chain, but when Lin Zifeng gets close to him, he becomes a little powerless.

“Bang!!”

Lin Zifeng punched out. Although the Broken Arm Boss blocked Lin Zifeng's fist with an iron chain, the huge force still knocked him away.

The expression of the Broken Arm Boss changed. The skills he practiced were very powerful and domineering. Even if his strength was affected due to the broken arm, he would not be beaten away by a young man.

"You are no match for me. I am very curious as to why you want to stop me from finding the crazy Taoist." Lin Zifeng asked.

"Crazy Taoists can't leave Feng Shui Street. Even if I don't stop you, someone will stop you."

After saying this, the broken-arm boss turned around and ran away.

Lin Zifeng didn't intend to chase him because he had more important things to do.

Quickening his pace, Lin Zifeng arrived at the wreath shop, where the papermaker was already waiting at the door.

The paper maker looked much older tonight than during the day. During the day, the paper maker looked like a twenty-year-old girl.

So today's paper maker is like a mature lady in her twenties or eighties.

This is also the reason why Lin Zifeng originally thought the papermaker was weird, because her age and appearance seemed to be changing all the time.

Tonight, the paper maker was wearing dark red paper clothes, and he was holding a white lantern in his hand. There was a big word "Ming" on the white lantern, which made the already weird paper maker look even more weird and sinister.

Neither the Qi family nor the Three Corpses Taoist Lin Zifeng knew the intentions. He now waited until after midnight, entered Feng Shui Street again, and went straight to the papermaker's wreath shop.

Feng Shui Street is very quiet at midnight, and you can't even see any scenery. The street is dark all day long.

Lin Zifeng walked for more than ten minutes and suddenly stopped.

It's not that I arrived at the wreath shop, but because a person appeared in front of me.

This is a man with a broken arm. An iron chain is wrapped around the person's body, and a dark red coffin is dragged behind the iron chain.

This person was none other than the amputated owner of the coffin shop that Lin Zifeng met today.

The Broken Arm boss looked at Lin Zifeng and shouted coldly: "You come here during the day and you come again at night. I think you are evil-minded and seeking your own death."

Lin Zifeng frowned and said, "I have no ill intentions. I really want to ask the crazy Taoist for something."

"Hmph, I don't care what your intentions are. It's just not possible to find a crazy Taoist. This fine blood coffin is just right for you. Now that you're here, don't leave."

The Broken Arm boss snorted coldly, took action again, pulled off the iron chain on the coffin, and smashed it down towards Lin Zifeng's face.

Lin Zifeng's face darkened. I had no intention of becoming an enemy, but this person wanted to kill him without asking why. Lin Zifeng was not someone to be bullied.

Lin Zifeng moved to avoid the attack of the broken-arm boss, and then the silver needle flew out.

The Broken Arm Boss' expression changed slightly, and he rotated the iron chain in his hand to resist Lin Zifeng's silver needle.

Only now did Lin Zifeng realize that the special Qi in this armless boss was so overbearing that all of his silver needles were broken when they touched the iron chain.

The toughness of the silver needle is very good. In addition, the silver needle contains Lin Zifeng's true energy. If the opponent can be broken directly like this, the opponent's strength can also be seen.

But if you want to force Lin Zifeng back with just this strength, it's obvious

is unlikely.

More and more silver needles appeared in Lin Zifeng's hand, and while the silver needles were flying out, Lin Zifeng was constantly approaching the Broken Arm Boss.

The Broken Arm Boss's expression changed slightly. He saw Lin Zifeng's crazy attack. He swung the chain in his hand very fast, but it also consumed a huge amount of his energy.

Lin Zifeng got closer and then gave up the silver needle, using his fists to attack the broken-arm boss.

The Broken Arm Boss only has one arm, so he can fight remotely by relying on the chain, but when Lin Zifeng gets close to him, he becomes a little powerless.

“Bang!!”

Lin Zifeng punched out. Although the Broken Arm Boss blocked Lin Zifeng's fist with an iron chain, the huge force still knocked him away.

The expression of the Broken Arm Boss changed. The skills he practiced were very powerful and domineering. Even if his strength was affected due to the broken arm, he would not be beaten away by a young man.

"You are no match for me. I am very curious as to why you want to stop me from finding the crazy Taoist." Lin Zifeng asked.

"Crazy Taoists can't leave Feng Shui Street. Even if I don't stop you, someone will stop you."

After saying this, the broken-arm boss turned around and ran away.

Lin Zifeng didn't intend to chase him because he had more important things to do.

Quickening his pace, Lin Zifeng arrived at the wreath shop, where the papermaker was already waiting at the door.

The paper maker looked much older tonight than during the day. During the day, the paper maker looked like a twenty-year-old girl.

So today's paper maker is like a mature lady in her twenties or eighties.

This is also the reason why Lin Zifeng originally thought the papermaker was weird, because her age and appearance seemed to be changing all the time.

Tonight, the paper maker was wearing dark red paper clothes, and he was holding a white lantern in his hand. There was a big word "Ming" on the white lantern, which made the already weird paper maker look even more weird and sinister.
Chapter completed!