Legend of Fei Chapter 22: Suzaku
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Zhou Fei made a “thump” in his heart, and almost drew the knife directly.
But the next moment, the roots of her ears moved lightly, and she heard a sound of very light clothes rustling and rubbing not far away-only the sound of clothes swinging in the wind, the footsteps of the visitor were too light, if he didn’t want to Covering up his whereabouts, Zhou Fei couldn’t notice his existence.
She thought that Manshan’s outposts were all at odds with her, but she didn’t expect that there was a master hidden in the corner.
Just when Zhou Fei began to worry about whether she would leak her gestures, a coughing sound came from behind her, and the hand on her shoulders pressed down involuntarily with the master’s cough. After the pressure, it seemed that the person couldn’t even stand firmly, using her as a human-shaped handrail.
Zhou Fei turned her head cautiously, and saw a middle-aged man with bones in the innermost black prison. His whole body was hidden in the shadow, and she was silent, even she was completely Didn’t notice that there was still a living thing here.
The man has white temples and is dressed in a commoner. Although the shoulders are not slumped, they are not very straight. His face is desolate, like a “poor” in the shape of a person. He shook his head gently to Zhou Fei, before he had time to say anything, then there was another heart-piercing cough, and Zhou Fei’s chest became stuffy, and he almost couldn’t breathe with him.
The people not far away seemed to pause, probably because they didn’t want to get close to the stubborn ghost. He made a low “tsk” in disgust and disgust, and turned away.
The middle-aged man then let go of Zhou Fei, pressing his chest, leaning against the side to rest, his breath was very weak.
Zhou Fei hesitated for a while, did not leave immediately, and whispered: “Thank you…senior, are you okay?”
The middle-aged man raised his head and glanced at her. Zhou Fei met his gaze and was shocked for no reason. They were a pair of muddy, somewhat lifeless eyes. When they looked over, they made people feel unreasonable. .
The man said lightly: “Where is the little girl, so bold.”
In the Forty-Eight Village, there are countless people in the hidden world. Many people, like Mrs. Wang, seem to be just ordinary old men and old ladies, but they may have unpredictable skills. Zhou Fei didn’t know much, and didn’t know how to sell firewood, rice, oil and salt when he went out, but there were too many masters who had seen him.
But those middle-aged elders in the village…including the head of Li Da, no one, like the middle-aged person in front of her, gave her an indescribable pressure-even if he looked more imaginary than Zhou Yitang.
Zhou Fei couldn’t help being cautious, and replied: “There is a brother in my family who was caught by them when he was out alone. He had to look for him and disturbed the seniors.”
The middle-aged man half-closed his eyes and said, “Oh, where is the teacher?”
His words are very rude, with a little condescending accustomed to giving orders, but his attitude is very natural, making people feel as if he was born to speak like this.
Zhou Fei hesitated for a moment. She didn’t know the origin of the person in front of her, and she knew she had no experience, and she was afraid that she might find something for Forty Eight Village.
When she was alone, she was quite arrogant and arrogant, but when it came to the house, she woke up with care and sleep all over her body.
It’s a pity that Zhou Fei didn’t talk nonsense since she was a child. She asked her to make up one temporarily, and she couldn’t make it. So Hanzo half revealed: “There are some kung fu passed down by the ancestors at home. It’s just to keep fit. Our family is sparsely populated. There are a total of three people and two brothers and sisters from relatives. It’s not a serious school.”
The middle-aged man gave an “um” and didn’t know if he believed it or not. Anyway, he lost interest in her and waved his hand to indicate that she could get out.
Zhou Fei is actually a bit unique and doesn’t like to talk to strangers, but seeing this person’s haggard appearance, she can’t help but think of Zhou Yitang.
In the cave during the day, she heard Xie Yun’s few words and swept through thousands of thousands of horses. Although there was nothing on her face, she couldn’t help but feel violent. She was worried that her father was running around and no one was taking care of him. Since they are so majestic, there must be a lot of famous doctors and attendants. After so many years, they haven’t even sent any news back to the village. Can you still remember their mother and daughter?
All her complicated worries involuntarily moved to the middle-aged person in front of her, and she couldn’t help but ask: “Is the senior sick?”
The middle-aged man didn’t seem to expect that she would take the initiative to talk to him, he was slightly stunned, and then said briefly: “A little old injury.”
Zhou Fei said “Oh”, every time she searched her belly and couldn’t find anything to say, she wanted to have Li Yan possessed. She thought about it, took a steamed bun, and took it from the gap in the prison door. Passed it in.
The middle-aged man looked at her strangely.
“I came here from the sentry booth,” Zhou Fei explained. “They ate it by themselves. It is not poisonous. I think the medicine in the diet is very hurtful. Since the seniors are hurt, they can take less. Just a little bit.”
The middle-aged man reached out and took the bun with some remaining warmth in his hand and looked at it twice, as if he had never seen what a bun looks like in his life, and then he didn’t thank him, just faintly. Asked: “Where did the elder brother you just mentioned was imprisoned by them?”
Zhou Fei shook his head blankly.
The middle-aged man took a deep look at her: “Then you dare to rush? Do you know who the owner is here?”
Xie Yun said it was “a bunch of undecent friends from the rivers and lakes”. He probably guessed that she didn’t even know what he said, so he omitted it.
Middle-aged humanity: “Have you always heard of “Living People and Dead People Mountain”?”
He seemed to be a little impatient with nonsense. He thought that a few words would be enough, but Zhou Fei’s expression seemed to be getting more and more at a loss.
The middle-aged man frowned, and said coldly: “How come the unweaned **** is walking around, your house is really no one.”
Zhou Fei was a little displeased, but then she remembered that “there are few people in the family” was her own nonsense, so she had to press the fire back briefly, and wondered what identity this person is and how old she is. Can’t talk so much?
“There are countless monsters and weird creatures on the mountain of the living dead. There are four themes on them. They are not ashamed. They are named after the four elephants. They are a group of well-known **** sticks. The methods are harsh and moody. It was notorious. The infamous’underworld’, and then the four brothers bit their own dogs and had an infighting, which coincided with the confrontation between the north and the south, and both sides wanted to destroy them, and then they fell apart-one of the Suzaku fell near Yueyang, and this group of people was lawless. At that time, there were enmities all over the world, and now I am shrouded in this place, knowing that it is not appropriate to show my face, so I attach to the Huo family with whatever they need.”
Zhou Fei suddenly realized: “Oh.”
But “Oh” is over, she just probably understands why these masked people are so handy at doing dirty things. She doesn’t have much other feelings. After all, she hasn’t seen these “monsters and ghosts” in person, and she wants to say Since the beginning of the “underworld”, forty-eight villages such as “decorated as bandits” will not go anywhere in vain.
The middle-aged man glanced at her: “The Suzaku lord’s name was Mu Xiaoqiao. Because of some little discord, he went to Mount Tai alone, and selected the three elders of the Taishan Sect within a stick of incense, and broke three of the heads. The ribs broke open the chest of the only son in full view, grabbed a lively heart, and threw it all over the ground.”
Zhou Fei’s eyes widened this time. She knew that the Taishan sent her. The Thousand Bells of the Forty-Eight Villages was moved from there. Their head highly praised the Taishan Eighteenth Road’s “Shandling Method”. It is said that the founder of the mountain of a thousand bells was once a disciple of Mount Tai, and later he incorporated the palm technique into the halberd and created this line.
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly when he saw that this ignorant little girl was finally bluffed: “Finally, I have named a school you know–it’s good if you know it well. Even if you are lucky, now Got it, get out.”
Who knows that Zhou Fei, who was “bluffed”, said in his heart: “It turns out that the plan that turned upside down just now won’t work anymore. I still have to be careful. It’s better to search for the antidote quietly and let out more helpers. Come on.”
She said to the middle-aged man: “Thank you for your advice, senior.”
After finishing speaking, she leapt down from the door of the stone prison lightly, two or three ups and downs towards the row of houses behind the stables.
The middle-aged man opened his eyes suddenly and saw that she had ignored her advice at all, staring at the direction Zhou Fei was leaving with a gloomy expression, and whispered: “Looking for death.”
At this moment, a shadow “flowed” from the place where Zhou Fei was standing just now, and landed at the door of the stone jail, only to see that the “shadow” was actually a person. He was wrapped in black and stuck to the rock wall of the mountain. In time, there is no difference from the real shadow.
The man in black respectfully knelt on one knee, waiting for the middle-aged man in the stone prison to give orders.
“It’s okay.” The middle-aged man said lightly, “A little episode, it doesn’t affect, I just want to know, are you sure Suzaku is in this mountain tonight?”
The man in black opened his mouth and said something, but he clearly didn’t say a word, but the middle-aged man in the stone prison seemed to “hear” it. He laughed lowly: “Very well, it’s worth noting me Waiting for a long time, go ahead, come as originally planned. Killing Mu Xiaoqiao, Huo Liantao is not enough.”
When the black shadow lowered his head, he seemed to respond with a “yes”, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a shadow again, and it had climbed a few feet against the mountain wall like a gecko.
At this moment, the middle-aged man in the stone prison suddenly said: “Hold on.”
Hearing the sound, the dark shadow slipped back gently to the door of the cell, waiting to be told.
The middle-aged man who looked like a scumbag broke off a piece of steamed bun, leaned on the tip of his nose and sniffed it carefully, sipped a little scum, and repeatedly confirmed that it was indeed not poisonous before taking a sip. He was eating very seriously, frowning slightly, as if making a difficult decision.
After finally swallowing this piece of bun, the middle-aged man whispered: “The little girl just now, if you see it, you can save her life-if you don’t see it, let her luck.”
Zhou Fei didn’t know what was brewing in the calm valley. She patiently searched for a little half an hour, and finally followed a few handymen to find the back kitchen site. Knowing the danger here, she did not dare to take the seemingly ordinary handyman in the back kitchen lightly, and did her best to keep up with a short, fat cook.
The cook was hungry during the night. He wanted to make some supper for himself, but didn’t want to be seen by others, so he repelled the pupils and other handymen and came to the kitchen alone.
Zhou Fei stared at him with good eyes, breathing in and out, subconsciously imitating the rhythm of the cook’s walking, at the moment the fat cook pushed open the wooden door of the kitchen, Zhou Fei suddenly got into trouble. Leaning forward, the moment when her back was most relaxed, she took out the knife without hesitation, only hearing a “puff”, the fat cook didn’t even say a word, and there was already a hole in her throat.
Zhou Fei: “…”
Where is the said good monster den?
Did the sick and crooked uncle just scare people to play?