In Qu Chunfeng's subconscious, only ghosts and gods can handle matters of life and death, so this question arises.
For the first time in its life, the system heard such rainbow fart-like words from the host's mouth. It was immersed in it, and it was a little hard to extricate itself. It wanted to nod, but as an honest ball, it still shook its head with difficulty: [... I'm not.]
oh oh oh.
Hearing this, Qu Chunfeng put on the hilt of the sword, and his fingertips moved slightly, and the sword body slipped out half an inch without a sound. The night was cold as water, a little white light was dazzling, and the white sleeve robe automatically said without wind: "It's not a god. , that's a monster."
ah
The host's face changed a bit quickly, and the system still didn't respond: [What evildoer?]
Qu Chunfeng's expression remained unchanged: "You."
The system was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and immediately froze when he reacted, and flew in the air in anger: [You are the evildoer, you are the evildoer, which evildoer have you seen helping people resurrect!]
The bonfire was gradually extinguished, and occasionally small sparks would burst out. The disciples of Tianyimen were all meditating and practicing, and it seemed that they could not hear the snoring of this blue ball of light.
Qu Chunfeng silently looked at the appearance of the system, and finally determined that he had not seen it in any book of ghosts and strange things: "Neither a god nor a monster, so what exactly are you?"
The system was so angry that he didn't want to ignore him, but he couldn't ignore him. After all, he was in the service industry, and he said angrily: "You hunted and killed mermaids in your last life, and you did too many crimes. I'll keep an eye on you, and don't allow you to do bad things."]
snort!
Hearing the words, Qu Chunfeng took the sword back into the sheath, closed his eyes lightly, his face like a crown of jade, and his graceful appearance: "That's the case, but the emperor's order is hard to violate, and it's really hard to obey."
The system thinks that if you don't listen, don't listen. If you do something wrong, you will be the one who will be electrocuted. You flap your wings and dissipate directly into the air.
Qu Chunfeng never raised his eyes from the beginning to the end, and sat quietly cross-legged by the bonfire until the sky was bright.
According to his instructions, the Quanzhou Prefect sent a set of clothes for ordinary people early in the morning. After Qu Chunfeng put it on, he looked like an ordinary young man at first glance, but he had a good temperament, which still made it difficult to look away.
The prefect of Quanzhou really didn't understand what Qu Chunfeng's intention was: "The lower official dared to ask, why did the national teacher dress up like this, this plain and rough shirt really wronged you."
Qu Chunfeng didn't want to say more: "I have my own arrangements. You can take people back, and you can't come here if you have nothing to do. The place is secluded and there are few people. When officers and soldiers appear, they will only scare the snakes. Don't disturb those fishermen."
Quanzhou Inspector thought to himself, what kind of thing is this? He has been in this shabby place for more than ten years. In his dreams, he wanted to be transferred. He finally came to a high-ranking official in the capital. nothing.
Alas, how frustrating!
The prefect of Quanzhou had no choice but to lead the people back down: "Xiaguan is leaving, if the national teacher has an order, just send people down the mountain and report to the official office."
Mingxuan was puzzled when he saw their large group leave: "Senior Brother, why don't you leave them behind? The sea is wide. If you want to find the merman, we are definitely not enough."
Qu Chunfeng said: "You don't have to stay, disguised as ordinary people, go to the foot of the mountain to settle down, and wait for my news."
After he finished speaking, he put his clothes and saber into the Qiankun bag, and took out a white porcelain medicine bottle and handed it to Ming Xuan: "Half a month's amount of medicine, come to me to get it after taking it."
Ming Xuan paused, then hesitantly stretched out his hand to take it: "Senior brother, is it really okay for you to stay here alone?"
Whether it's about the mercenary or the curse, Qu Chunfeng has to find out, but there are so many people talking, he doesn't want too many people to know: "I will inquire about the news first, and I will inform you when there is a situation. No need to ask."
As a senior brother, he has accumulated a lot of prestige in Tianyimen, and Ming Xuan did not dare to make too many times, so he had to answer: "Then I will wait at the foot of the mountain, waiting for the good news of senior brother."
After speaking, he clasped his fists and saluted, and led a group of brothers down the mountain and left.
Not far from here is the fishing village that was slaughtered by officers and soldiers in his previous life. In his previous life, Qu Chunfeng could not get a word out of their mouths after all the torture, so he could only inquire in secret. , and then carrying a burden, disguised as a foreign merchant.
The fishermen go out to sea every morning, but Lin Bo injured his leg some time ago, so he had to rest at home. Taking advantage of the good sun, he moved a bench and sat in front of the house to mend the worn out fishing nets. The boy in the sackcloth lingered outside his yard, wondering in his heart, he couldn't help getting up and limping over: "Who are you and what are you doing outside my yard?"
This person is Qu Chunfeng impressively.
Dressed as a poor scholar, he walked all the way from the camp where he was stationed last night to the fishing village in the sun. The clothes on his back were soaked, his lips were pale and cracked, and there were mud spots on the corners of his clothes. Yili: "Old man, I didn't mean to offend you late, but I was on the road all night. I was hungry and thirsty, and I wanted to ask for a bowl of water."
Lin Bo didn't let him in immediately, his eyes were suspicious: "Where are you from? How come I've never seen you before, you're very friendly."
Qu Chunfeng had already responded: "I'm ashamed to say that, Wansheng was a student who went to Beijing to take the exam, but he was named Sunshan, so he planned to go back to his hometown. Who would have guessed that there would be mountain bandits robbing the official road, so he had to take a detour, and came to Quanzhou in confusion. , now that the coils are exhausted, and the water and rice have not entered for two days."
Lin Bo looked at him up and down when he heard the words. Seeing that what he said was not false, he opened the courtyard door: "It turns out that he is a scholar. Please come in, Master Shaolang, and I will get you a bowl of water to drink."
Hearing his words and deeds, Qu Chunfeng thanked him, and deliberately pretended to be a scholar, and made the word sour and rotten to the extreme: "Thank you old man, thank you old man."
Lin Bo asked him to sit in the middle of the room, and went into the room and poured him a bowl of water. After thinking about it, he broke off another half of the coarse grain noodles, and then limped over and handed it to him: "Young Master Shaolang, don't dislike it. , Now it's hard to live, rice is expensive, let's use this to fill the stomach."
Qu Chunfeng quickly got up and took it: "Thank you, old man, if you can have something to fill your stomach, how dare you dislike it."
After he finished speaking, he sat back on the low stool, drank all the water in the bowl, took a bite of the coarse grain noodle cake in his hand, and ate it all without changing his face, looking at the surrounding environment without a trace, as if Unintentionally asked: "Dare to ask old man, but do you make a living by fishing?"
Lin Bo sat in the seat and continued to mend his fishing net. Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "Yes, but I'm old, and I don't have a few years to go out to sea."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Qu Chunfeng: "Who is Shaolang-Jun from?"
Qu Chunfeng said: "I am from Luzhou, my family is poor, my parents have died since I was a child, and I rely entirely on my villagers to help me to study. Whoever wants to be exhausted, I am afraid that it will take some time to go back."
Lin Bo nodded, seeing that although he was a busy man, his eyebrows were straight. He hadn't seen such a brilliant character for many years, not to mention he had read books, and remembered that there was a daughter who was to be married at home, he couldn't help but be moved. : "What are you going to do next, Shaolang-Jun?"
Qu Chunfeng shook his head, as if he was a little embarrassed: "Don't hide it from the old man, I have no advantages in being born late, and I am still worried about how to prepare for the entanglement, and there is no place to stay."
Lin Bo remembered that there seemed to be a vacant fishing house in the east of the village, but because it was too close to the sea, the waves hit the shore at night, making it difficult to sleep because of the noise. Knowing that there is a place to stay, it's just a little hard."
Qu Chunfeng seemed to be a little overjoyed: "Thank you old man, I have lived in the wilderness for these days, and I have lived in the wilderness. How dare I be picky, and I can be content with a tile to cover my body."
This fishing village is isolated from the world, and most of the folks are simple and honest. Lin Bo waved his hand, indicating that he was okay, and led him to the east of the village. No one was encountered along the way, only women and girls were sitting in the courtyard, weaving nets and drying fish.
Lin Bo explained: "The weather is good today, and the men have all gone out to fish. If they are fast, they will be back in the noon, and if they are slow, they will be back in the evening."
Qu Chunfeng nodded: "So it is."
Seeing that Lin Bo was inconvenient to move, he had been helping him all the time, with a humble appearance, which made the latter secretly satisfied, and he walked for a while before reaching the vacant house.
Lin Bo pushed open the door and saw that the tables and chairs inside were fairly neat, but there was some flooding and thick layers of ash: "No one lives here, if you don't dislike it, you can stay here for the time being and wait for my house. When the girl comes back from the market, let her find out if there is any spare bedding, and bring it to you."
Qu Chunfeng bowed his hands and thanked him, "I'm really sorry for disturbing the old man. My surname is Qu and my name is Chunfeng. If you don't give up, just call me Chunfeng."
The name of Tianyimen Qu Chunfeng is known to everyone in Beijing, but it may not be able to spread to the desolate place of Quanzhou, let alone a fishing village isolated from the world.
Lin Bo obviously didn't know his identity. Hearing this, he waved his hand and said, "That's impossible. Lord Shaolang is a scholar. I, a country man, don't dare to be casual, so I'll call you Mr. Qu."
Qu Chunfeng refused, but had no choice but to agree. Seeing that Uncle Lin was having trouble walking, he hesitated and asked, "Dare to ask Uncle, your legs..."
Lin Bo lifted up his trouser legs to show him, and there were two tooth marks on them: "No problem, I was bitten by a sea snake last time I went to sea. It will be fine in a while."
Hearing this, Qu Chunfeng took off the burden he was carrying, turned over a medicine bottle from the inside, poured out a brown pill and handed it to him, smiling and said, "This is a gift from a friend when I went to Beijing for the exam. Sore medicine, crushed and applied to the affected area has a miraculous effect, the old man might as well try it."
Lin Bo didn't think much about it, he just thought it was an ordinary golden sore medicine: "Then thank you, Mr. Qu."
It was getting late, and he didn't stay too long, and left after a few words of explanation.
Qu Chunfeng looked at the room and saw that there was a lot of ashes, he waved his sleeves, secretly squeezed the mysterious technique, and it was cleaned up in an instant. He pushed open the door and walked out of the house. Not far away was a rocky cliff, and a few meters down was the beach. The waves were surging, hitting the shore endlessly, making it really noisy.
Qu Chunfeng walked to the edge of the cliff, his robe was blown up by the wind, as if trying to peek through the turbulent sea, but apart from a few flying fish jumping out of the sea, there was nothing unusual.
The system flapped its wings and flew out, the anger came and went quickly, not letting go of any opportunity to bring the host back to the right path: [Look, how good the old man is to you, do you still have the heart to slaughter the village?]
Hearing this, Qu Chunfeng looked at it, and said with an unclear meaning: "If you find a merman, naturally you don't need to slaughter it, if you can't find it..."
He didn't finish his words later, but the faint murderous intent flashed in his eyes had already made his position clear.