"Snapped."
The fish that slid out of the bucket threw its tail desperately.
It was freezing cold, and the cold water spilled on the feet and shirts of the people around them. When the wind blew, people shivered and shrank back, daring not to speak. Some of them tried to escape, but they didn't expect that the group of lively faces in the distance would all come in like flies that smelled the smell, and the place was surrounded by water.
"You, who are you, in broad daylight, do you want to rob?"
A poor scholar scratched his neck and shouted in a trembling voice.
"It's all new, so why be nervous." The loose cultivators said with a smile.
They didn't dare to provoke Shi Feng, but it was no problem to scare these mortals.
The fish hawker wanted to cry but had no tears. It was cold and scared. He shivered and grabbed the fish that bounced on the ground, pinched it, and put it into the bucket.
It's just that the bucket was kicked over and there was no water in it, and the fish would still die if they didn't boil for a while.
The price of live fish and dead fish is much worse.
This is not to mention, someone on the side of the road took advantage of the hawker's busy work, quietly carried a fish, smashed it on the stone with his backhand, and stuffed it into his own basket as if nothing had happened.
"… "
Zhao Weiyang really wanted to pretend to be invisible.
But one person got the benefit, and the others didn't even have the shameless swaying thoughts, and dignifiedly picked up the fish not far in front of his eyes.
Zhao Weiyang can only continue to pretend.
"Put down, put my fish back to me!"
He was covered in mud and snow, and fish blood scales on his clothes and hands.
Fu Lieyun didn't pay attention to this fish seller in his panic. Seeing that the monks from the surrounding small sects also came, he became more and more nervous.
Over there, Zhao Weiyang saw that he couldn't catch the fish, so he had to bite the bullet and grab the knife, staring at the group of people, looking very terrifying.
Just as Zhao Weiyang left his forefoot, two more fish were taken away from his bucket.
"… "
These damn mortals are just a fish! ! Do you want to be so greedy
There are also this group of loose cultivators who covet the secret treasure of Bei Xuan!
Zhao Weiyang cursed secretly, he has pretended to be a fishmonger fifty times if not a hundred times, and he has never felt so difficult to pretend!
He stared blankly at the empty bucket, and the only one left in it, a catfish with a weak mouth opening and closing his mouth, and kneeling in the mud with a plop, still holding the fish he just grabbed in one hand.
This is not pretending, I really want to cry but have no tears, my head is swollen, I don't know what to do.
Zhao Weiyang turned his back to Shi Feng, even in this situation, he did not reveal the slightest flaw, and even avoided Chen He without a trace, so as not to be seen too much.
There is a limit to the disguise of a mortal. No matter how clever the disguise is, it cannot withstand the sharp eyes of the monk. The best way is to not attract the attention of the monk and not arouse suspicion.
Chen He looked annoyed at Fu Lieyun who was still begging for mercy.
Fu Lieyun looked around, trying to find the opportunity, and the fluke, he could see clearly.
"Junior brother." Shi Feng called out and asked Chen He to recognize it.
"It's him." Chen He said.
In the memory of Venerable Li Yan, there is this unfortunate person, or in other words, Li Yan did not go to the Western Regions to find Fu Lieyun to trouble him, but set up such a pit, in fact, it also means to test the situation in the heaven.
If the Beixuan faction is still there and its power is huge, Fu Lieyun will be finished.
Venerable Li Yan has no feelings for Beixuan sect, just because Shi Feng gave him the inheritance of Beixuan sect, he needs Fu Lieyun to be a pathfinder stone.
How could Li Yan not remember such a person "deeply"
"Fu Lieyun, you kneel down and beg for mercy, but you can bend and stretch." Chen He laughed.
"Wait, I'm not—" Fu Lieyun showed panic at the right time, and shook his head hurriedly, "I am a loose cultivator in Qingzhou, how can I be the one from the Chixia Sect in the Western Regions."
Chen He looked at him coldly.
From the bottom of my heart, Fu Lieyun pretended to be good, full of disbelief, eager to distinguish, and when I mentioned "Fu Lieyun", I could not hide the envy, in the eyes of the monks in the world, Fu Lieyun and Zhao Weiyang are simply After the shit luck, they discovered the secret treasure of Beixuan that no one had found for 8,000 years.
Over there, Zhao Weiyang finally came up with an idea. With a loud roar, he picked up the knife to kill the fish with red eyes, and rushed towards the crowd angrily.
This time, even Chen He, who had originally planned to compensate these hawkers with some silver, was taken aback for a moment.
The crowd dispersed in panic, and even the monks did not stop them.
Zhao Weiyang ran after those carrying the fish. Some people were so scared that they threw the fish, and some people threw the fish too early. Seeing the fish sellers chasing after them, they screamed in panic and fled with their heads in their hands.
Shi Feng frowned slightly: "Someone."
The Yuzhou magic cultivators who had nothing to do, had already followed behind.
In the blink of an eye, all the fish were snatched and picked up. There was even a magic cultivator who took a bucket to the river outside the town. He returned with a full amount of water in the blink of an eye. One fish after another was stuffed back into the bucket.
Zhao Weiyang hadn't run out three feet away yet, and the sword was taken away by the demon cultivator, so he didn't dare to struggle.
"Bang." A bucket of half-dead fish fell in front of him.
The water splashed.
Zhao Weiyang, who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape to the side, just to distance himself from Chen He Shifeng: …
Isn't Gorefiend's subordinate a magician
Not to mention the magic cultivators, they are the big sects of the righteous way. When encountering this kind of thing, they give money at best. They only guarantee that no mortals will die innocently. How can they care so much
Gorefiend, no, what exactly did Li Yan manage these demonic cultivators
Zhao Weiyang was in a daze for a long time, and had to hold back, thanking those demon cultivators so much, he almost vomited blood.
There was a mess here, and Chen He was not idle.
Open one hand, radiate spiritual energy around, flip the scroll of your hand in understatement, and suck the spiritual energy back into your body—this kind of trick is difficult for others to use. , The aura is majestic, like an arm instructing, and after dispersing, the meridians are drawn back together. This powerful force made Fu Lieyun, who had just come up with the idea of running away in the chaos, to turn pale.
He made a sudden gain.
Unexpectedly, the aura became stronger and stronger, and held Fu Lieyun unceremoniously.
The Zhengdao sect communicates the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. When the real essence released outside is entangled, the spiritual energy of the outside world belongs to Chen He densely. Fu Lieyun can't capture it, and he is suddenly poor and dragged out for three or four steps.
Zhao Weiyang's pupils shrank in the distance, and he was terrified.
Unlike Fu Lieyun, who didn't know Venerable Liyan very well, Zhao Weiyang had already recognized that Chen He was using the most frightening tricks of Venerable Liyan in his previous life.
When encountering other people, even if he is dragged over, he can take the opportunity to fight closely, but Venerable Liyan is surrounded by real fire of samadhi, and what happens to those who are dragged to his side, he will know when he thinks about it.
The most terrifying thing about this trick is that when the spiritual energy encounters the same aura blocking it, it immediately becomes entangled.
If Zhao Weiyang didn't go out to "chasing down" the fisherman just now, and he happened to be not far from Fu Lieyun, his identity would definitely be revealed.
Zhao Weiyang was holding the bucket of fish tightly, with blue veins jumping on his forehead. The cultivator made such a move that mortals couldn't see it clearly. Even if Zhao Weiyang wanted to pretend to be frightened and escape, there was no reason.
He could only thank those magic cultivators incoherently and peek at the battle situation.
There was no suspense in the battle situation, Fu Lieyun was comparable to the middle-level Yuan Ying, and as soon as Chen He shot, Zhao Weiyang Fu Lieyun found that he had turned into a god.
Heaven has no eyes!
Fu Lieyun's right leg was injured, and it was inconvenient to move. He racked his brains to break free, and suddenly saw a little flame coming towards his face. Fu Lieyun couldn't care about the feign anymore, and he was afraid to launch the fiery palm wind, using the Chixia Sect. The exercises are fully resisted.
"It's been like this, it's not going to happen, it's not pleasant to keep it secret."
Chen He smiled lightly.
Li Yan's temperament is cold and arrogant, and he doesn't like words, but Chen He doesn't care if he speaks cold words at this time.
Fu Lieyun caused him so much trouble, and when he saw Fu Lieyun's split eyes, Chen He was in a very happy mood: "Your enemy is right, I'm intentionally trapping you and letting you meet in the heavenly realm. doom."
Fu Lieyun was shocked when he heard the sound: "You... you really remembered?"
"Thanks to you, the dzi beads of Yinchen Python are very useful."
"Dzi Beads..." Fu Lieyun was so angry that he was almost out of breath.
This dzi bead was a chance in his previous life. It was because of this thing that his cultivation progressed thousands of miles and finally soared.
After swallowing the dzi bead, what he got was only the memory of Yinchen Python III. Now that he saw Chen He's transformation, he knew that the way he ate the dzi bead was wrong back then, and it was tantamount to ruining the heavenly things. How could he not be angry
The words they said were also trapped in the shroud of spiritual power, and others couldn't hear them at all.
Zhao Weiyang guessed one or two from Fu Lieyun's mouth opening and closing, and his heart sank.
"You are so vicious. Back then, I just took some worthless and tattered magic weapons from the Beixuan faction! There are too many monks digging in the world and looking for treasures to destroy the martial art. You designed the frame, why did you come?" Fu Lieyun gritted his teeth.
"You're right, but the sect hasn't been cut off, so it's justified to trouble you. If you're getting more and more harassment in the future, you should just think I don't like you, and I'm eccentric and aggressive." Chen He replied very much. happy.
"you!"
"There is indeed hatred between us, you didn't find the wrong person, you just can't get revenge." Chen He said lightly.
Fu Lieyun fell heavily at Chen He's feet, raised his head and tried desperately to find that the true fire of Samadhi was spinning in front of his forehead.
"Kacha." The bones of both arms were broken, and Fu Lieyun didn't even snort, but his face was still full of anger.
"Tell me, where is Zhao Weiyang?"
"I have no idea."
Chen He didn't care, and waved his hand gently: "I guess you won't say it either."
The flames suddenly rose, and Fu Lieyun screamed in disbelief, watching the flames penetrate into his meridians.
"For all eyes to see, I will leave your whole body."
"You... I know, I know where Zhao Weiyang is, he wants to find Bo Jiucheng!" Fu Lieyun rolled and wailed, his meridians burned cleanly with the ray of fire in the stone, this kind of pain will soon be over It disappears with death, but it is not something that a monk can endure.
"No, you don't know." Chen He explained patiently for the sake of his imminent death, "A cunning person like Zhao Weiyang, even if you knew, he was deceived by him."
Fu Lieyun is really talking nonsense.
He stared, his heart aching, his chest hot.
Seeing Shi Feng standing not far from Chen He, Zhao Weiyang guessed that the words of the two people came to his mind, and Fu Lieyun struggled and said, "Chen He... You will be like me, and you will not rest your eyes..."
"Forgot to tell you, Huang Ti is not dead."
Chen He looked at him quietly and added the last sentence: "Because you wanted to kill him, we found that you were nearby, and then found your whereabouts."
Fu Lieyun let out a breath of hot air and lay still.