At 11 o'clock in the evening, Ye Feng appeared outside Baishan Airport.
Although it is just the beginning of winter, Baishan in the northeast has already entered winter early, and there are still traces of snow on the ground. Among the bustling crowd wearing cotton and down jackets, he looks so conspicuous in his thin clothes.
After being cleansed by the Earth Spirit Milk, Ye Feng's physical fitness has improved greatly. Although the weather in Baishan is cold, he doesn't feel the slightest bit of chill, but feels that the cool air is particularly refreshing.
Not only him, Xiaobai also seemed to smell the scent of the mountains and fields, sticking out his tongue with a pair of bright eyes.
Ye Feng ignored those puzzled and playful looks, looked up a few times, and hurried towards the airport bus.
The map that Boss Mu gave him indicated that Ice Heart Grass grew on Yingming Ridge on the northern slope of Baishan Mountain.
However, the Baishan Mountains stretch for more than 1,300 kilometers, and although Yingming Ridge is only a branch of the main ridge of the Baishan Mountains, it is also more than 100 kilometers long. The location pointed out by Boss Mu is just a dot on the map, without a specific mark, so it is a bit troublesome to find it.
Not to mention Yingming Ridge, even the entrance to the north slope of Baishan Mountain is more than 100 kilometers from the airport.
So Ye Feng planned to go to the north slope first, and then take the map to the locals to identify the specific location where the Ice Heart Grass grew.
Because it was a night flight, when Ye Feng rushed to the airport bus stop, he found that the tourist bus to the north slope of Baishan had stopped operating and he had to wait until six o'clock tomorrow morning for the first bus.
Helplessly, Ye Feng had to return to the waiting hall and wait in the airport for one night.
But just as he was entering the airport gate, a young man suddenly ran towards him in a hurry. Although Ye Feng dodged to the side, this guy still bumped into him as if he was walking without paying attention.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
After the collision, the young man with a short flat head and dressed like a student hurriedly nodded and bowed to Ye Feng to apologize.
Although Ye Feng felt a little depressed, seeing that the other party's attitude was quite respectful, he waved his hand to signal him to leave.
But as soon as the young man with the flat head stepped out, Ye Feng suddenly had a bad feeling.
Woo... Woo... Not only him, Xiaobai also turned his head and stared in the direction the young man was going, growling softly.
"This kid is a little weird!"
Then, he cautiously touched his trouser pocket, and suddenly a look of laughter and tears appeared on his face, "Fuck, he stole my money, he is really courting death!"
Although he was speechless, Ye Feng was amazed by this boy's skills.
You should know that his cultivation has reached the peak of Dongxuan, even the Earth-level ancient warriors are not his opponents, and his mental power is also extremely amazing.
But this guy was able to steal his wallet from his pocket without anyone noticing, and without attracting his attention at all. If Xiaobai had not been alert, he might have gotten away with it.
What does this prove? It proves that this guy is not only a veteran, but also seems to be a little unusual!
When he turned around again, seeing that there was no trace of the flat-headed boy, Ye Feng cursed inwardly.
"Xiaobai, catch up!"
Then he put Xiaobai on the ground and let it track by its sense of smell.
There wasn't much cash in his wallet, but there were several bank cards, and one of them contained the dividends that Jiang Yixue had just given him. Although he could get a new card if it was lost, it would require a trip back to Beijing, which would be a lot of trouble.
Xiaobai landed on the ground, raised his head and sniffed the air, then whimpered twice to the right, then looked back at Ye Feng, spread out his four legs and rushed over.
After a while, in the airport parking lot, the flat-headed boy was sitting in a broken Jinbei car that was so shattered that the horn didn't work and all other parts were almost falling apart. While panting, he took out the wallet that he had just taken from Ye Feng's trouser pocket.
"Fuck, no way, it's only three hundred bucks! That guy looks so fancy dressed, but he's actually so poor, this is a rip-off!"
The flat-headed boy opened his wallet and was dumbfounded. He underestimated it with dissatisfaction and slapped his thigh: "It's only three hundred. There is still a gap of seven hundred thousand. How can we fill it? Or should we find a few more people to help us?"
However, he didn't know that Xiaobai had already chased Ye Feng to the parking lot and stood at the rear of the Jinbei car. Through telekinesis, he had heard everything he said and did.
You stole my wallet, and if I don’t teach you a lesson, you probably won’t know how many eyes the Horse King has!
Ye Feng sneered and walked quickly towards the Jinbei car.
"Who?" The flat-headed boy was not only good at stealing money from bags, but was also very alert. Ye Feng's footsteps were quiet enough, but he still heard it. After vigilantly putting the wallet into his pocket, he held the car door and shouted.
This guy is quite evil!
Ye Feng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he would be discovered by the other party in this way.
But he didn't intend to hide. He strode to the window of the cab and looked at the young man with a sneer.
Ye Feng's sudden appearance scared the flat-headed boy. Knowing that he was caught red-handed, he hurriedly grabbed his wallet and ran away.
"Want to escape?"
Ye Feng curled his lips in disdain, performed Luo Yanbu, took a step forward, and covered a few meters. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the flat-headed boy.
Holy shit, is this guy a ghost? Why is he so elusive
The flat-headed boy was almost scared to death. By intuition, he knew that he had met a tough guy today.
"You are such an unprofessional thief. You didn't even check if it's someone you can mess with before you pick the bag."
Ye Feng looked at the flat-headed boy with a cold smile, then stretched out his hand and pinched his shoulder.
However, to his surprise, the flat-headed boy's body was as slippery as a loach. As soon as his hand touched the other's shoulder, before he could exert force, the boy slipped under his shoulder.
This guy is quite interesting, his skills are quite impressive!
Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"I only steal money, I don't hurt anyone. I'll give you the wallet, but I warn you, don't mess with me again, or I'll be rude!"
The flat-headed boy took a few steps back, threw the wallet to Ye Feng, and threatened in a cold voice.
"Then let me see how you plan to be rude."
Ye Feng took the wallet, shrugged indifferently, and looked at the flat-headed boy with amusement.
Anyway, the tour bus will arrive at six o'clock tomorrow morning. The night is long, and it is rare to meet an interesting little thief. It would be nice to stretch my muscles and kill some time.
The flat-headed boy saw that Ye Feng had no intention of letting him go, and thought that it was his first time doing this business and he was caught, so he couldn't help but show a fierce light in his eyes, and turned to attack Ye Feng.
This kid is quite skilled, and it seems that he has mastered the Shaolin Sleeping Arhat boxing technique of Eighteen Falls with a Touch of Clothes.
An expert can tell whether something is successful or not with just one move. Ye Feng immediately determined what means the flat-headed boy used.
What's more, Ye Feng happened to have learned this set of Eighteen Falls from the old pervert. According to the old pervert, he stole it from the Sutra Library when the monk lost the bet with him.
Without thinking, Ye Feng immediately performed the Eighteen Falls of Touching Clothes and teased the flat-headed boy.
boom!
boom!
boom!
After just a few moves, Ye Feng made the flat-headed boy act like a fat-headed penguin that couldn't even walk steadily. In the blink of an eye, he was thrown out seventeen or eighteen times.
Who is this guy
The more the flat-headed boy fought, the more shocked he became. How could he not see that Ye Feng was using the same method as himself
But compared with Ye Feng, his Eighteen Falls with a Touch of Clothes was just like the tricks performed by a street medicine seller.
No matter how hard he tried, Ye Feng remained as steady as a rock, unshakable.
But when his fingers just touched the corner of Ye Feng's clothes, before he could exert any force, his feet slipped and he fell to the ground.
(End of this chapter)