Ye Futian followed Xiao Ling and continued to stroll around Sifang Village. They came to a street where houses were denser. This was the center of Sifang Village, called Sifang Street.
They met many people here, from villagers to outsiders.
"Those outsiders don't seem to be simple." Bei Gong muttered proudly.
"All the people who can enter Sifang Village are people of great fortune. As far as I know, it may be the people who practice the perfect Dao have such luck. Therefore, the people we see in Sifang Village are most likely to be Naturally there is no simple character like Ling He, Yan Dongyang, Fairy Taihua and Jiang Yueli Qin Qing." Chen Yi said lazily.
Bei Gongao nodded, but he was a little confused, and said, "Then how did I get in?"
"I don't know." Chen Yi shrugged, "Perhaps you are also a lucky person."
Bei Gongao glanced at Ye Futian. Since getting to know Ye Futian, he has indeed ushered in a great change. Speaking of which, it can indeed be called his luck.
"Uncle Ye, I will take you to the private school." Ling said.
"Where is that?" Ye Futian asked.
"The place where the husband teaches, it is a pity that I can't go there to study." Zero's eyes were a little dim, and Ye Futian was a little curious about this husband before and naturally had no opinion.
They walked along Sifang Street all the way to the end of Sifang Street, where a wall appeared. This wall seemed to be shining with a strange light in Ye Futian's eyes, glittering with gold.
At the other end of the wall, the voice of the preacher could be faintly heard. Ye Futian perceives an unusual breath. He raised his eyes and looked like a pair of divine pupils to see through everything. Only golden characters appeared in the sky above. It seems that every handwriting in it is like the divine sound of a great road, which is deafening.
"This… "
Ye Futian's eyes were quite shocked. This was the first time he saw such a marvelous sight. Not only him, but the strong men around him felt a little unusual, and the light in his eyes was slightly surprised.
Who is the sacred preacher in the private school
"Mister must be very good." Ling looked forward enviously. At this moment, the ray of light gradually dissipated, and the voice inside stopped, followed by a whisper.
After a while, some people walked out from both sides of the wall. They were a group of young people, old and young. The youngest may only be seven or eight years old, and there are not many people, but these young people should be lucky in Sifang Village. The younger generation.
Ling said that she is not allowed to practice, and even if there is a possibility of practice, these people who can learn here mean that they are all people who can practice. Moreover, they are born to hide the Tao and are different. As long as they can practice, they will be able to practice in the future. Will be extraordinary people.
Moreover, Ye Futian also found a slightly interesting phenomenon. The villagers in Sifang Village are easy to identify. Most of them are dressed in plain clothes. However, among the teenagers in this group, a few of them are dressed in luxurious clothes and look different.
It seems that there are people in Sifang Village who have close contact with the outside world. Otherwise, the village would not have such luxurious clothes. It can be seen that the villagers in Sifang Village are also different. The Fang family that Ye Futian met before can also See one or two.
"Zero." At this moment, a voice came, and I saw a teenager about twelve or thirteen years old walking towards this side. This boy was a little honest and big. Although he was still a childish face, it was already faint. Being able to see a burly figure, he appears to be relatively mature, and I am afraid that he will be a big man when he grows up.
Sifang Village itself is not very big, so most of the people in the village know each other.
"Brother Tietou." Xiao Ling shouted with a smile, and the young man named Tietou scratched his head, as if he was named, he looked extraordinarily simple.
"Tietou, are you shy when you see Zero Girl Paper?" The teenager next to him joked. These little guys are young, but they are very precocious.
Tietou's face suddenly turned red when they said, and said to Xiao Ling: "Zero, are they your guests?"
"En." Xiao Ling nodded and introduced: "This is Uncle Ye and Sister Xia."
"Uncle Ye is good." Tie Tou shouted, then looked at Xia Qingyu and said, "Is Sister Xia a fairy?"
Xia Qingyu was taken aback, then smiled softly and said, "Where did the fairy come from."
"It's not that a fairy would be born so beautiful." Tietou scratched his head, and the other teenagers beside him all smiled.
"No experience."
Hearing only a gorgeously dressed young boy of the same age spoke, many people suddenly looked at the talking boy, and saw that this boy was born beautifully, and at a young age, he was already heroic.
"You have knowledge?" The Iron Head boy glared at the other side.
The heroic youth didn’t look at each other, but looked at Ye Futian and Xia Qingyu. Although young, he didn’t have the slightest fear of foreign adults, and there was no trace of tension. He even looked at it with scrutiny. Ye Futian and the others, it can be said that the young man's arrogance can be said to be somewhat defiant.
"My brother said that many practitioners outside are like this, and there are countless women with outstanding faces. There are fairies." The boy looked at Ye Futian and others and said, "As far as I know, they enter the village. There were two people in front of Shi, one of them was the evil Qi Xing of the Lu family on the triple continent in the Shangqing domain, and the other was An Ruosu. We also saw the red maple in the sky, the Qiqixing and An Ruo on the private school. You should also know who Su was invited to go. When they entered the village, no one cared about it. Then they went to Lao Ma's house. What's the fuss about?"
The young man appeared to be exceptionally sophisticated in his speech, and his head was slightly lowered. Although he was wronged, the other party said the truth. She did not dare to argue that the young man’s family status in Sifang Village is extraordinary, and he is also the proud son of heaven. He praised it.
In front of the other person, he still seemed very inferior.
"I only know that Mr. Sister said that the people who come to Sifang Village are all guests from far away. How can you say something like a jerk." Tietou cursed in a low voice, looking a little unhappy. The young man slowly turned around, staring at the iron head, his eyes were exceptionally sharp.
"If I want to fight, I'm not afraid of you." Tietou took a step forward. Although he was a young man, there was a faint light flowing on his body, like a beast, and there was an oppressive force around him.
People outside of Sifang Village are not allowed to do it, but people in the village have no such ban.
"Is it good for a blind man to strike iron?" The young man responded lightly, looking calm and calm, and did not put his iron head in his eyes.
"You..." Hearing the other party's words, Tie Tou felt angry, like a tiger, and saw two more teenagers behind the handsome boy, staring at each other with a sneer.
"Enough." A voice came from behind the wall. The iron head's anger remained, but he still suppressed his anger when he heard this voice. He looked at the wall and said: "Sir, Mu Yun is a bastard."
"Mu Yun..." The inside voice heard again. Before he could speak, he saw Mu Yun bowing slightly towards the wall and saluting, saying: "Sir, Mu Yun lost words for a while, sir forgive me."
"Don't do it again next time." Mr. said, Mu Yun nodded, glanced at Tietou, and then turned to leave. Obviously he didn't sincerely think that he had done anything wrong. It was only because Mr. spoke that he admitted that he was wrong.
Moreover, it was just confession to the husband, not to the iron head.
Ye Futian has been watching quietly. Naturally, he would not pay too much attention to what the child said. What he was a little surprised was the attitude of the husband. This gentleman should be an extraordinary character, his words turned into gold, like a great voice, but for the boy who made mistakes, it was He didn't criticize too much, he just said casually, is his attitude toward the Sifang Village teenagers like this
"Zero, take Uncle Ye to my house." Tietou looked at Xiao Ling and said.
Xiao Ling raised his head and looked at Ye Futian. Ye Futian took his gaze back from the wall and smiled and nodded: "Okay."
Saying that they turned and left here, and headed towards the other side of Sifang Street.
Not long after, they came to a blacksmith's shop, and saw a man with scattered hair, shirtless, hitting the iron in the shop, and the sound of nails was heard. Ye Futian and the others still did not stop when they came over, and the sound of iron was like the sound of iron. It has a special rhythm, and listen carefully to the interval time between each hammer drop. It is not bad at all.
After a while, the opponent finished polishing and stopped. He raised his head and looked at Ye Futian. Ye Futian saw that the opponent had hollow eyes and could not see the foreign objects. He was actually a blind man.
At this time, Ye Futian understood how bad the boy named Mu Yun was talking!