Chapter 459: Strive to complete the KPI (39) [Please give me a monthly ticket]
"you-"
Lin Feng did not expect the reaction of the mysterious scribe.
Isn’t this sincerely dependent on her?
Take a deep breath in secret to adjust your mood.
Lin Feng: "We need to do things and outsiders avoid retreating."
The mysterious scribe seemed to be unable to understand the words of others and his face was: "I can''t read it, and even if I read it, I will not easily reveal any important matters about Xiaolang. I still understand this kind of human sentiment."
Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes wide.
I couldn''t hold up a word of swearing for a while.
Be a move?
I can''t beat it myself.
Even if you have to take action, you have to wait until you kill the target.
Don’t take action?
Let such an unknown person follow you?
Lin Feng was in a complicated mood and snorted in anger, waved his hand to greet the guards to leave, and seized the time to cultivate and restore vitality.
The mysterious scribe also followed.
There is amazingly familiar.
Lin Feng glared at him and said, "Dry food."
Lin Feng held the words back to his stomach.
He rushed to the guard and said, "Give it to him."
The mysterious scribe did not completely deceive Lin Feng. He really didn''t have much dry food and water bags. It was not so miserable at first, but the two groups of people who were chasing were resolutely refusing. In the melee, their sharp weapon of gold smear and poison in their hands cut through his dry food bag, most of which were scrapped, and only two or three days left. In this vast wilderness, food and water are not easy to find.
“Thank you.”
He took the food handed over by the guard.
I didn''t check whether it was poisonous or not, so I started to eat it in big mouthfuls. As soon as I entered the mouth, I found that the rice dumplings were soft and chewy, and there was no gravel that had not been cleaned. You don''t have to worry about the grit that will wear your teeth if you bite it.
The mysterious literati said: "Is this year''s new wheat?"
Lin Feng didn''t even bother paying attention to him when he held the sword.
The mysterious scribe said to himself: "It''s a little extravagant."
Due to tool restrictions, it is difficult to shed wheat.
The so-called wheat rice is to grind wheat and cook it with the skin. To be more understandable, wheat and bran are cooked together. If the processing equipment is backward, it means that labor costs soar. A bowl of wheat rice that completely removes the wheat bran and cleanses the gravel, can be imagined how high the "cost" is, let alone use it as dry food, which is too luxurious. Ordinary people only want to eat enough.
Lin Feng is a young man after all, and his temper has not yet been trained.
Hearing that this guy is picky and picky when he eats and drinks, he is getting angry.
"Then you can stop eating."
The mysterious scribe doesn''t care.
After a few bites of dry food, I drank water to moisten my throat.
Lin Feng was worried about how to get rid of this person. The mysterious scholar looked up at the dark night and suddenly sighed: "When I saw Xiaolang''s appearance, I couldn''t help but think of my rebellious son at home. When he left home, he was about the same age as Xiaolang..."
Lin Feng: “…”
This topic spans a bit.
The mysterious scribe was inspired for a moment. Lin Feng''s impulse and his attitude of arguing with him were indeed very similar to his son. If it weren''t for this, it wouldn''t be so easy to talk to.
Lin Feng asked casually: "Where is the son-in-law now?"
The mysterious scribe shook his head: "I don''t know."
Lin Feng saw that his tone was not as fake as he was, and his frowning brow contained deep worries, and he couldn''t help but feel soft for a moment.
"With the talent of a teacher, the children taught are not bad." Ordinary people can only survive with their tails clamped, but literary scholars or brave warriors are relatively better. As long as you don’t easily join any force and don’t make enemies. The mysterious scholar did not comment on Lin Feng''s comfort, and his rebellious son knew...
In the land of Shiwu, the temperature difference between day and night is large.
Especially on the cold winter night, the cold wind is like adding a knife, causing a fine pain on people''s face. Lin Feng couldn''t help but think of his teacher far away in Longwu County. Longwu County has suffered repeated disasters and is penniless. The teachers and the teachers want to restore the people''s livelihood here and let more common people survive this harsh winter. I don''t know how much effort it takes.
The mysterious scribe smiled bitterly: "He doesn''t want to be disdain."
Lin Feng: “…”
The four simple words contain countless gossips, but she is not Mr. Gu Chi, so she doesn’t have this hobby.
Time flies to the second half of the night.
The mysterious scholar leaned against the mountain wall and sat not far away to take a nap. Lin Feng was alert for more than half an hour. Seeing that he really had no intention of causing trouble, he felt relieved to sleep and his breathing gradually stabilized. But this night was destined 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 "shhh" gesture towards Lin Feng.
Whispered: "Everyone said that this place is a dangerous forbidden area in Shiwu, but they don''t want it to be so lively, and another group of people came."
Someone is here!
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 murderous intent, and the slight distortion produced was particularly clear on the quiet night. Seeing this, the mysterious scribe looked at Lin Feng with praise. He didn''t say anything about it. This little boy''s talent is indeed enviable.
finally-
The slight sound of footsteps on the gravel was transmitted along the wind into the ears of the mysterious scribe. Almost at the moment when the enemy took action, he took the initiative first. With a wave of his hand, the Wenqi City Wall rose from the ground, just to stop the enemies that emerged from the ground.
With the slightest literary spirit, I also saw the visitor.
A group of strong men with typical characteristics of the Shiwu clan.
Strangely, their clothes were dirty and described as embarrassed, like savages living in the mountains. Including the ambush in secret, there were seven people, but each of them were brave warriors. Although the level of military courage is not high, this situation is all in the mountains...
In an instant, Lin Feng thought of something.
The sword was drawn: “Leave a living mouth!”
The guard obeyed the order.
All rushed out.
Well, including Lin Feng who was holding the sword.
Seeing this, the mysterious scribe shook his hands slightly.
Unexpectedly, this little boy had such a heavy murderous aura.
Besides, this little boy is a literary scholar, right?
The mysterious scribe finally noticed this detail, but it was hard to say anything at this time. Anyway, the group of mobs in front of him would not be difficult to solve. Even though they are fierce, they are like a good person. Can two literary scholars in charge still benefit them?
[Mingzhe protects yourself] Blessings, after the guards are gone, they can force the enemy to fly back by just head-on battles.
After the group realized that they had kicked the iron plate, they had no chance to retreat. After dozens of rounds, they lost their lives only when they could make a short scream. He left a living mouth, but he seemed to be a dead soldier and chose to commit suicide without waiting for Lin Feng to take action.
"Look at the appearance of this group of people, I must have been here for a while..." The mysterious scribe squatted down and fiddled with the body. "The people outside the forbidden area may be coming to find them... Both sides are elite dead soldiers raised by the Shiwuqiuqiu, which is interesting."
Maybe this is the reason why the Yan Ling instructed this place?
Lin Feng: "The target must be nearby, not far away."
Mysterious scribe: "Target?"
After inheriting the love of others, Lin Feng couldn''t give a cold face: "The two people you mentioned need to protect and the other want to kill."
The mysterious scribe said, "That''s a big fish!"
He made some psychological preparations first.
There were two troubles in one night, and Lin Feng couldn''t wait for dawn and ordered the guards to focus on the nearby area to find any hidden places where they might hide. With a specific scope, it is much easier to find. Just as she was waiting anxiously, a guard was surprised.
“Finally found!”
?(o゜▽゜)o☆
??Tomorrow, I will get the non-invasive results
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(This chapter ends)