The next day, early in the morning.
Bi Ningshuai was sitting at a street stall not far from the imperial city drinking porridge. This is the best place. The porridge is also very hot and has a faint fragrance.
He had already drank the seventh bowl, put down the seventh empty bowl, his stomach was already full, he burped, and then looked in the direction of the imperial city, who seemed to be waiting for someone
"He won't be discovered by the powerhouses of the royal family and died in the imperial palace, right?" Mao Turtle was lying on the table, his stomach was quite tall, and he also drank three bowls of porridge, and he couldn't move at the moment. Move it up like a ball.
The porridge sold by this old man is really delicious.
"Cut! He died so easily? In my opinion, he was drunk in Wenrou Township, and now he is still lying on the bed of Emperor Jin and can't get up. Old man, have another bowl."
Bi Ningshuai couldn't take it anymore, so he loosened his belt, feeling that he still had some energy left, so he asked for another bowl.
"Come on! Hot and gentle fragrance, a copper coin is worth a bowl!" An old man in a tattered Taoist robe brought a bowl of hot porridge and happily placed it in front of Bi Ningshuai, a dark sheet full of smoke from the pot The wrinkles on his face are dense, and he looks like he is honest, "Guest officer, please take it slow."
Mao Turtle also looked in the direction of the city gate of the imperial city and sighed, "Renou Township is a hero's tomb!"
"Gu Keguan, you can't say that! Gentle and fragrant, fragrant and cheap, it can be called a hero soup. One copper coin and one bowl, the only one in this family, the old man is not deceived, and the real benefits..." said the old man.
"Nima! Lord Turtle, I'm talking about Wenrou Township, and it's none of your business!" Mao Wugui turned somersaults and stood up, pointing at the old-fashioned nose.
"That's right! It's gentle and fragrant!" Lao Dao said solemnly.
Bi Ningshuai was blackmailed by Feng Feiyun into the whole body last night, and he was already full of fire, but now this old man is chattering in his ear again, his heart is full of ghosts, he patted the table and stood up, saying: "Fuck! Mother-in-law, are you finished yet?"
"Hey! How can you yell at the old people? The world has really changed, and people who drink porridge actually yell at people who buy porridge. Is there any reason for God?"
Why doesn't Bi Ningshuai want to yell, is there any reason
At this moment, he was yelled at by Lao Dao first, his whole body was full of anger, he picked up an empty bowl on the table, smashed it on Lao Dao's head, and knocked on Lao Dao's head with a "bang, bang" sound. .
"Heaven's law, right! My lord, let me tell you what the law of heaven is!" Bi Ningshuai rolled up his arms, held an empty bowl, beat Laodao to the ground, and then hugged his head and ran away.
"Your uncle, I'm also very angry. I've wanted to ask what is going on in this world? Where is the law of heaven?" Thousands of years of resentment.
Lao Dao finally hid under the stove, holding his head in his hands, his hair was messy, and he kept howling and begging for mercy. Mao Wugui and Bi Ningshuai were covered in sweat, and they really lost the strength, so they stopped.
"This broken bowl is really strong."
Bi Ningshuai looked at the bowl with his fingers, but it was still not broken, and sighed.
"This old guy has a stronger head."
Mao Turtle was also sweating profusely, and stared at Lao Dao very hungly, and then struttingly climbed back to the table.
Bi Ningshuai sat back on the edge of the table again and began to drink the eighth bowl of porridge, his eyes still staring in the direction of the imperial city from time to time, only when the sun was on the third pole, did he see Feng Feiyun's clothes in a mess and his hair shawls coming out. Rubbing his sullen eyes, his face was still a bit tired and spring, just like the client who just came out of the kiln.
"This way!" Bi Ningshuai called.
Feng Feiyun naturally discovered Bi Ningshuai and Mao Wugui long ago. He tied his belt, walked over, sat on the other side of the table, and said with a smile, "Morning, two! How was the harvest last night?"
Bi Ningshuai smiled and said, "I think you have gained a lot. How many rounds did you fight last night?"
"Where is it? I'm doing business." Feng Feiyun began to tie his loose hair, and soon he became remarkably graceful and handsome again, with a pair of reddish eyes with a holy and seductive charm.
"Then why did I smell a woman's scent on you, don't move, don't move..." Bi Ningshuai twisted a long hair on Feng Feiyun's trousers, with a With a faint fragrance, he sucked in a breath of cold air, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva again, saying: "Yes! It was a great game last night!"
Mao Turtle showed a solemn look, and said to himself: "Strange, why does hair grow on the pants? Could it be..."
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun directly threw the Mao Turtle fan out and rolled across the long street like a ball.
After seeing Mao Wugui's end, Bi Ningshuai immediately put his hair back, and sat upright and said, "There is not a single spiritual stone in the imperial treasury of the dynasty, and even spiritual tools and medicines are extremely rare. Strange, is it possible that someone started one step ahead of us?"
Feng Feiyun put away the hair without leaving a trace, as if he never remembered this, and said, "This is what I expected."
"You expected it? Then you asked us to steal the dynasty's treasury. Do you know how dangerous it is?" Bi Ning said handsomely.
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said, "After I saw Long Luofu, I heard something and guessed that the dynasty treasury was empty."
"What's the matter?" Bi Ningshuai instinctively felt that this matter must be no trivial matter.
"Hot and gentle fragrance, please have a bowl! A copper coin is a bowl, it's very cheap." The old man walked over with a bowl of hot porridge and smiled enthusiastically, as if he had just It was someone else who was beaten to the point of crying.
Feng Feiyun didn't even look at the old man, so he took the hot porridge and took a sip, feeling very fragrant.
Bi Ningshuai asked again, "What's the matter?"
"The eight fortresses of the Imperial Palace have been breached, and the twenty-three-way army has marched straight into the city to kill, at the latest in ten days, the army will be under the city, the royal family has reached the moment of life and death, and now all the resources must have been taken out. It's going to be a fight to the death in the gods." Feng Feiyun said.
This is definitely an explosive news, which directly stunned Bi Ningshuai, and the hot porridge in his mouth poured out and fell into the bowl.
After hearing the news, Lao Dao standing by the stove was also slightly shocked, and then let out a long sigh.
Mao Turtle finally crawled back, panting, his eyes unspeakably solemn: "The old man finally figured out, that strand of hair is likely to be an alien, the old man has a lot of knowledge in his life and knows that there are some aliens. It looks like hair, it sticks to men's trousers specially, it will absorb the man's yang energy. Feng Feiyun quickly took out that hair and let the old man take a look. The old man is very good at dealing with aliens, and he guarantees that it will show its true shape. ."
Feng Feiyun patted his forehead and sighed, how did he meet such a wonderful turtle? If it weren't for the fact that it was stubborn and powerful, it seemed that he really didn't understand it, and Feng Feiyun might have fanned it out again.
At this moment, Bi Ningshuai suddenly felt a little dizzy in his head, and then fell to the ground with a "bang". At the same time, the Mao Turtle also fell to the ground belly up.
Feng Feiyun instinctively realized that it was not good, and felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker. He hurriedly used the golden silkworm Buddha energy to force a strange fragrance out of his body, but at this moment, he heard a With the sharp sound of breaking the wind, a large iron pot smashed on the back of his head, and a loud sound like divine thunder erupted.
Feng Feiyun's body was shaken, he wanted to stand up, "Den!", there was another loud noise from the back of his head, he couldn't hold on any longer, his eyes darkened, and he fell top-heavy to the ground, before fainting. , seemed to see a familiar old-fashioned face in front of his eyes and smiled honestly.
When Feng Feiyun woke up, he found that he was still lying in the original soup shed, rubbed his aching head, opened his eyes diligently, and recalled the face he saw before fainting. , scolded: "Old stick, if I get caught, I have to knock you twice on the head."
That old man is none other than the old stick who sold Feng Feiyun's "Nine-thousand-year-old Pu'er Soup with Snow Ginseng" and Ye everyone's "Tianpo Ice Lotus Relief Porridge".
At this moment, a miserable howl came from Feng Feiyun's ears, and he saw a naked naked man hanging above the gate of the imperial city not far away, struggling non-stop, with a whimper in his mouth. With a crying voice, there were many monks and guards standing below, all watching the rare sight in the past few hundred years.
The naked man's limbs were trembling, and many of the monks below were commenting and watching, and there was a constant burst of laughter.
Next to the naked man was a tortoise. The tortoise had an iron lock on its tail and was dumped. It floated in the wind like smoked seafood. It was charred and smelled of meat. Apparently it was baked, and I wonder if it was cooked
Feng Feiyun's heart was also relieved, knowing that this time the somersault was very thorough, and the other party didn't think of killing them, otherwise they would be dead now.
It seems that there are quite a few capable people in the Shenjin Dynasty, so we can't underestimate them!
Feng Feiyun's body moved and turned into a cold wind.
The cold wind blew over the gate of the imperial city, and Bi Ningshuai and Mao Wugui disappeared.
Not long after, outside the capital of God, on the banks of the Jin River.
Bi Ningshuai cried and called his mother to commit suicide by throwing himself into the river. He felt that he had lost all his face today, and he had no face to see his fellow villagers and elders again.
Mao Turtle also shouted that he wanted to commit suicide, crying like a tearing turtle, but he jumped a few times without dying, and finally gave up, lying on the edge of the water grass, his head downcast, as if he had lost the courage to survive .
"Who told you to bully the old man if you have nothing to do, this is the end." Feng Feiyun stood aside and gloated, suddenly his face changed wildly, he touched the world spirit stone, and cursed, "Damn old stick!"
"What's wrong?"
Bi Ningshuai had already jumped into the river, but after hearing Feng Feiyun's scolding, he swam back curiously naked, thinking that Feng Feiyun might jump into the river with him and should wait for him.
"All the spirit stones are gone."
Feng Feiyun did have the urge to jump into the river at this moment.