Lin Fengjin smiled, he couldn't help but glance at Lin De, who was trembling slightly with excitement next to him, and then said meaningfully: "Three crossbow arrows, enough to kill three people, even if the winding is slow after that, it doesn't matter, as for the accuracy of the head, I have never had any concerns in this regard, really, even if there is no soul, but I firmly believe that this crossbow will be a hundred shots from the moment it is made, and it will never fail."
Lin Feng's sword, three days later, was personally sent to the inn by Lao Jiao, this Gurkha scimitar that should not exist in this time and space, sharp in the air, the chill at the edge of the blade seemed to be approaching the face of the person, mixed into the square inch of iron on the blade There is a trace of cloud pattern floating on it, and its power is said to be that even ghosts cannot resist According to Lin Fengjin's requirements, the sheath and blade of this knife were made unpretentious and inconspicuous, except for the words "Wang Ping" engraved on the handle.
This name originally belonged to the Dog King, and it was hidden in his heart for thirty years, and the Dog King originally planned to restore his original name after he was whitewashed, so that he could also glorify his ancestors after death and go to see his father and mother's ancestors, but it was a pity that he met Lin Fengjin.
And the reason why Lin Fengjin engraved this name on the handle of the knife is to commemorate.
When the dog king was alive, he was a hero, but after he died, he was almost reduced to food for wild dogs is also a demon fate, Lin Fengjin will of course have the feeling of being sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox, but he has no way to reverse this situation, because this situation is caused by him, if he reverses it, then it is likely to be used as a supper by wild dogs, it is himself, but the feeling of helplessness and chess pieces in his heart is so strong.
Therefore, the only thing Lin Fengjin could do was to engrave the name of the Dog King on the handle of the sharp weapon that accompanied him, and even when he touched the name, he would think for no reason: If one day I die and become a prey, then someone will engrave my name in one place Such a thought made Lin Fengjin feel desolate.
Very intense desolation.
This is not surprising, no matter how strong a man is, there must be a fragile place in his heart.
What's more, it is Lin Fengjin, a gray-haired boy who has not yet seen through the red dust So he dismissed his plan to leave Xiangfan today, but after a long sigh, he was extremely eager to go out for a walk, hoping that the popularity of the bustling streets in Xiangdu could dilute the extremely uncomfortable feeling in his heart.
For this reason, he rejected Linde's companions, let him continue to study the crossbow that was like a treasure, and set out on the street alone.
However, it wasn't until he was in the crowd that Lin Fengjin realized that not many people can dispel loneliness, and witnessing the laughter and laughter of others, one after another, will make the lonely state of mind more profound.
Therefore, Lin Fengjin, who was a little dazed, followed the crowd and walked unconsciously, because his subconscious was chasing the excitement, so he also unconsciously began to follow the flow of people and walked towards the most prosperous and crowded place.
And the most prosperous place in the entire Xiangdu is the square four miles west of Yujie, even in the early hours of the night, it is also popular.
That place is often called Zhaoming Mountain.
Walking around Xiangfan City for most of the circle, Lin Fengjin's stomach is also a little hungry, the prosperity of Zhaoming Mountain has also been mentioned, it can be said that it is shoulder to shoulder, day and night, just on the rice stall sold by the small stall, there are many dishes such as dried meat, preserved wild fox meat, preserved catfish meat, etc.
As for those snacks, such as fried lamb, white sausage, preserved fire, frozen fish head, ginger, soy bean, fir smear, red silk pie cut, spicy sheep's head, apricot slices, plums, ginger, lettuce, bamboo shoots, mustard, melon, fine sauce, steamed dumplings, fragrant candy seeds, etc., are all available.
Lin Fengjin asked for a bowl of wontons with ingredients at the roadside stall, while listening to the flower head next to him singing the lotus flower, while sitting and eating it under the warm winter sun, he suddenly felt sweaty, he felt that the sun was quite dazzling, and when he looked up slightly, he saw the white sun hanging overhead.
In the middle of the day, it is the time of the day when the yang energy is at its peak, which is the so-called three o'clock in the afternoon, and the executioner beheads the prisoner, which is used as the time of execution.
Lin Fengjin still didn't have any special feelings at this time, and because the lonely feeling in his heart gradually dissipated, he gave birth to a sense of stealing half a day's leisure in it, so he gradually became leisurely.
This kind of leisurely was not until Lin Fengjin took the steps of eating and passed by a dirt platform.
Because Lin Fengjin had already blocked a person in front of him at this time, he said to Lin Fengjin in a gentle and casual tone: "Donor, can you have a good match?"
Lin Fengjin casually said "um", took out the five copper coins and handed them over, and glanced at the person in front of him by the way.
At this time, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, And it's quite wrong.
For a while, I couldn't tell what was wrong.
But the man who had a good relationship smiled and refused to accept the copper coin, so he stood in front of him.
At this time, Ruolin Fengjing, who was wise around the machine, couldn't help but be stunned for more than ten seconds, and then he actually had the feeling that he couldn't express his mood at this time in words That feeling of utter absurdity, utter unbelief At this moment, the crowd of people in Zhaoming Mountain seemed to be diluted and eliminated in an instant, leaving only Lin Fengjin standing face to face with this person The person standing in front of Lin Fengjin was wearing a very ordinary brown dress with a black turban on his head.
In the entire Xiangfan City, there are not 1,000 people dressed like this, but 800, which can be said to be forgotten at a glance.
The winter wind mixed with the sunlight projected onto Lin Fengjin's face, warm and serene.
However, Lin Fengjin's state of mind was as turbulent as a typhoon He staggered back two or three steps, his eyes were as if he had seen a ghost, ignoring the angry scolding of the person who was hit behind him, and he was stunned for a long time before he said: "You, You" Yes, Lin Fengjin had already recalled that sentence at this time, that sentence that devoured the lives of hundreds of people, including the Dog King, the non-attacking disciple Wan Qi and others, that sentence that had been proven to be a lie and that he wanted to listen to it as a joke At three o'clock in the afternoon on the sixth day of November, the statue of the master of Zhaoming Mountain, looking for a man in brown clothes and black scarves At three o'clock in the afternoon on the sixth day of the first month of November, Zhaoming Mountain Master Statue, Look for the man in brown clothes and black scarf "Today, it seems to be such a good sun on the sixth day of the first month of November, and it happens to be three o'clock in the afternoon."
"Here, it should be when the master of Zhaoming Mountain came here like me?"
"The person in front of me, isn't that a lie, I, am I the hell, but there are ghosts who dare to come out at this time" Lin Fengjin has also experienced too many shocks at this time, and he has been a human being in two lives, as a demon star, he encountered ghosts, changed his life against the sky, and was born and died, so he recovered quickly, took a deep breath, and said with a wry smile: "I, You" Lin Fengjin, who can speak well and speak like a knife, couldn't think of how to phrase it for a while in this weird situation, and in the end he could only follow the other party's words and intentions: "Then how is this good karma concluded?"
The man in the brown coat and black scarf suddenly said: "Dare to ask where the benefactor is from" This sentence was originally ordinary, but it was secretly meaningful, and it immediately made Lin Fengjin's hair stand on end, he only felt that every word of the person in front of him was like a sword that was slashed on the head, and it was about to torture into the most secret place in his heart Lin Fengjin could only pretend not to know, and replied honestly: "From the riverbarn."
The man in the brown coat and black scarf immediately asked again: "Dare to ask where the benefactor is from" Although this second question was exactly the same, it made Lin Fengjin sweat, only to feel that all his secrets had been peeked through, he didn't know why, his heart was extremely eager, as if he was eager to answer this question, suddenly a flash of inspiration, immediately replied: "From Everywhere" Hearing this answer, the mysterious brown-clothed and black-clothed man in front of Lin Fengjin suddenly smiled, as if he was relieved to hear the standard answer, and he suddenly said: "Who are you?"
Lin Fengjin listened to this seemingly simple, but actually meaningful question, and couldn't help but gasp again, this mysterious brown and black scarf man's question, every sentence seemed to have a deep meaning, and every sentence pierced his secret, he could only say astringently: "I am a child from Hecang, the son of the Lin family, a grain merchant."
Although Lin Fengjin had just replied, the man in brown and black scarf continued to ask the exact same question: "Who are you?"
Lin Fengjin was asked by him, and the beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his forehead flowed down one by one, and he couldn't help but say impatiently: "I Am Who I Am" After hearing this, the man in brown and black scarf bowed slightly, turned around and left after a bow, Lin Feng said anxiously: "What about your good karma?"
This person laughed and disappeared into the crowd, according to Lin Fengjin's skills at this time, he couldn't catch up at all, and what was even more strange was that although the two had been talking face-to-face for so long, Lin Fengjin recalled that he couldn't remember what this person looked like at all His face seems to be blank, only the tranquility and profound temperament on his body, but the more he recalls, the more he feels broad and far-reaching.
What's even more strange is that under this bright and sunny sun, Lin Fengjin closed his eyes and recalled his face, and what he felt was a darkness, an endless, deep and gentle darkness that seemed to stay in the mother's placenta After standing in this crowded crowd for nearly half an hour, Lin Fengjin took two deep breaths, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and felt much better, he only felt that although he only said a few words.
But his throat was so dry that he was almost dumb, mainly because the experience he had just had just had was too unbelievable As if a ghost sent a god, I actually met such a person who should not have appeared at such a strange time and in such a strange place, which really makes people feel like they are dreaming.
After walking a few steps again, Lin Fengjin asked for a sour and spicy sobering soup, and drank it in one go, although it was so sour that he grinned and was so spicy that he was tearful, but the real stimulating feeling made him really come back to his senses, at this time Lin Fengjin suddenly felt a little itchy in the vest, and there was nothing wrong with scratching it a few times.
After another afternoon of wandering on the streets, Lin Fengjin finally calmed down his state of mind, after all, in the face of this kind of thing, he found that even if he was worried and doubtful, it was useless, so he could only bear it silently After abandoning a series of distractions, Lin Fengjin took a deep breath and came to a conclusion.
It's time to leave Xiangdu.
It's already November now, and it's not far from the lunar month, if you want to enter the academy, then you have to find a academy before the lunar month, and then report your name, hometown, resume, and student status.
Of course, for Lin Fengjin's identity as a child, there is still a chance to be brushed down when registered, after all, children of this age can already be called older youths, and there is no potential at all.
And even if it passes, it is only in the beginning of spring that it is possible to enter the periphery of the academy to study and become an outer disciple, in today's words, it is an adult undergraduate, and the xx training class will have to wait for the next year.
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Of course, such rules have no effect on those amazing and glamorous guys, the meaning of genius is to make exceptions, but no matter how arrogant Lin Fengjin is, he can't cheekily say that his talent in reading can be modified with "amazing talent" or similar words Therefore, it's time to take precautions, thinking about the assessment of outer disciples in the major academies, there are still some ways to think about it, if you are more efficient, then it is too late to rush home for the New Year.
After making up his mind, Lin Fengjin suddenly remembered the itch in the vest on the street today, he was originally a cautious person, so he immediately went naked, and asked Linde to come over and look at the position on his waist, Linde checked carefully, and rubbed the takeout vigorously to confirm that there was no problem.
Lin Fengjin laughed at himself at this time, only saying that he was too suspicious.
Lin Feng went back to talk about this matter, Lin De was also surprised, Li Hu also took care of this matter after learning about it, and he also had some connections at this time, so he once again confirmed that the three sentences that King Jing made out that day were indeed bait, and even two of them were false, and only one was true After Lin Fengjin heard the news, what else could he do besides a wry smile and a sigh Although he wondered in his heart, what he had to do was still to be done, and he started to run his own affairs in the academy after running in the Jingshi, but the situation was not as optimistic as he imagined
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