"Wife! What do you think the eleven of them are doing in the woods? Could it be..." A village man asked his wife next to him.
"You men know this best. The last time I farmed with you, you forced me on the spot! What else do you think they could do in there?" the village woman replied to the village man next to her.
"Yes, yes. But they are so beautiful, much more beautiful than the goddesses in the sky. They are just like those fishes and geese mentioned in the book, the moon is shy of the flowers, and they are as beautiful as hibiscus." Looking at Churou and the others, they looked at the scattered half.
In front of Lu Lu, the village man was drooling and praising him.
"You don't even look at who you are. It's me who married you. You're telling me about the literary talent in those books. Don't think that I'm low-educated and can't understand!" the village woman said to the village man who was selling the literary talent.
"Honey, why don't we go there in the woods tonight, okay?" He said as Zi Lu and the others disappeared from their sight.
When I returned to the village chief's house, I searched inside for a while with my tired body, and found that there was no bathroom at all in this dilapidated house, only a few small wooden basins. It turned out that they all had a habit, that is
They don't like the smell of sweat on their bodies. Since last night, they fought with Nan Feng for hundreds of times. They are covered in sweat and fishy smell, which makes them very disgusted. They wanted to take a good shower and then rest, but how did they know...
"What should we do? We haven't taken a shower for two days, and what we did last night makes us smell so bad!" Zi Lu said to Jing'er and the others.
Isana looked at the energetic Nan Feng, and Nan Feng said with a smile: "How about the eleven of you go to the fish pond next to the village to take a shower, and I will help you look after it!"
"You bastard, you always want to take advantage of us. Didn't you feed you enough last night?" Zi Lu said.
"Otherwise, let's just use water magic to give us a shower, otherwise we will ignore you from now on and won't let you touch our bodies!" Isana said to Nan Feng with a smile.
There was no other way, so in the end Nan Feng and the others walked to the small shower place that could only accommodate three or four people. They asked Nan Feng to use water magic to control the water spraying on them like a shower. Facing their naked bodies, they would spray water on them from time to time.
They stepped forward and touched a few handfuls, laughing loudly. They had long been accustomed to ignoring Nan Feng's actions, allowing Nan Feng to take advantage. After this spell, they actually liked Nan Feng's habit of taking a shower for them in the future.
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"Sir, what are you doing in there? The house is almost flooded!" The village chief, who had just returned, found that the hall was full of pools, and asked the sound of water and laughter that continued to flow out of it.
"Water flooding?" Nan Feng released his spiritual consciousness and found that just as he said, the water that could not flow out rose in the house.
So quickly, after taking a shower, Zi Lu and the others put on clean clothes, ordered Nan Feng to get the water out of the room, and then they themselves went to sleep on the wooden wooden bed. Nan Feng looked at them tiredly
With an expression on his face, he looked at the village chief with a shaken expression. While apologizing to him, he used a small sword energy to open small holes in the cabin to let the water flow out. Then he gave him a few taels of silver, and kept
Say something nice.
For several days, the small mountain village was very peaceful. There were no bandits or military attacks. However, at night, apart from the murmurs of village women and the barking of dogs, which were often heard in the woods, this peaceful life was quickly broken.
, until the fifth day, the bandit man that day led a group of troops and drove the captured village girls towards this small mountain village.
Groups of children usually play at the entrance of the village. Some children saw their mother coming here and rushed up one by one, shouting for their mother. However, Nan Feng blocked them in front of them and asked Zi.
Lu and Isana took the children away. At this time, the villagers behind Nan Feng all came over with wooden sticks and shovels in their hands, intending to fight against this army of more than 500 people.
"Sir, you get out of the way first, let us block these imperial thieves here!" the village chief said to Nan Feng.
"No! Old sir, just leave this place to me. You can quickly take the villagers and children to the back mountain! Don't worry, I will be fine. I am a general! Look!" Nan Feng said.
"Generalissimo? I beg you, please save the damn children! Poor children who have no relatives. Please, Generalissimo!" The village chief seemed to see a glimmer of hope when he saw the magic in Nan Feng's hand.
, led a group of villagers to kneel in front of Nan Feng and said.
"Don't worry, even if you don't say it, I will do it. You should leave quickly, lest they hurt you later!" Nan Feng helped the old man up and said.
Following the instructions of the village chief, the villagers bowed to Nan Feng and returned to the village. They led the eleven children and Zi Lu and the others towards the back mountain, leaving Nan Feng alone to watch.
A big bandit man a hundred meters away led a group of troops and walked towards Nan Feng, laughing and holding his chest. Finally, he stopped less than fifty meters in front of Nan Feng. Nan Feng looked at the pale face of the bandit,
He smiled and said:.
"How's it going? Does your chest hurt? Let's do this. Let these village girls go and I'll help you heal them. You have to remember that I'm the only one who can cast spells on this continent and I can heal them for you.
Curse!"
"Let them go? No, you have to help me get rid of the curse on my body first! Ahem!! Grandma, it damn hurts." The bandit spoke loudly, causing Nan Feng to cough in pain from the sword energy.
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"Don't worry, I will help you untie it. Besides, you brought so many people, are you afraid that I will leave? As for those beauties, they all went home, and this time I am the only one left. Don't you
Afraid of me?" Nan Feng said with a smile.
The captain on the horse heard Nan Feng's words and looked around, but he didn't find the hundreds of beauties mentioned by the bandit man at all. So he said to the bandit man next to him: "Second brother, just let them go."
Let them go, the other party is just a person, he can't run away!"
The dubious bandit man ordered a few of his younger brothers to untie the ropes from the hands of the dozen or so haggard village women in front of them, and they pushed Nan Feng towards him. Feng watched them limping tiredly.
He slowly walked towards him and told them to go back to the village, saying that their son was waiting for them, and reassured them that he would be fine. The village women were very grateful.
Looking at Nan Feng, she walked towards the village with tears in her eyes.
"I have released everyone. Sir, will you help my second brother break the curse? I promise you that I will not hurt you!" The captain on the horse said to Nan Feng.
"Okay, you can ask him to take a few steps forward and I will help him untie it! Don't worry, I won't do anything to him. Besides, there are so many of you, how can I beat you." Nan Feng said with a smile.
"Well, that's what you said. Second brother, just do as he says. Big brother is here, don't be afraid!" said the captain on the horse.
After that, the bandit man cautiously stepped forward towards Nan Feng, staring closely at Nan Feng, for fear that Nan Feng would kill him. He saw Nan Feng's smile change from a smiling face to an evil expression, and discovered that Nan Feng
With his goal in mind, the bandit turned around and ran towards his elder brother with a panicked expression, shouting for help. He fell to the ground and died before he could run a few steps! A simple long sword appeared in Nan Feng's hand, with an evil look.
Walking towards them with a smile.
###Chapter 389: Descendants of the Immortals
Watching Nan Feng walk towards him with a smile, the captain on horseback directed the soldiers behind him to come forward and get ready to fight. The soldiers who received the order rushed to the front of the captain one by one, pulling
The bow and arrow were aimed at Nan Feng, waiting for orders. The captain on the horse cursed at Nan Feng and said:.
"You don't keep your word! Kill him and avenge my brother!"
It seems that this official should be at the squad leader level, otherwise how could he not know that Nan Feng is an immortal? Or he saved the immortals of the Tianyuan Empire by himself. This must be the case, he is a squad leader who has been robbing prostitutes for a long time, and has no regard for worldly affairs.
"Hmph! Do you need to be trustworthy with scum like you? What's the difference between you and bandits? The empire wants you to kill the enemy and protect the people and their homeland! But you are not even as good as bandits.
, all the money belongs to the common people, and in the end you will rob them of their lives and property! You are not worthy of trusting me. If you don’t want to die, get out of my way, otherwise you will end up like him!"
As Nan Feng walked towards them, he pointed to the soldiers in front of the dead bandit man on the ground. Hearing Nan Feng scolding them, these soldiers hesitated in their hearts, but they were also afraid that the captain would kill them, so even if
Nan Feng said how touched they were that the weapons in their hands were still aimed at Nan Feng.
"Set me an arrow and kill him!" the captain riding on top yelled.
"What? You want to rebel? How dare you disobey my order? I'm going to kill you!" Looking at his own soldiers, they didn't obey his orders. He got furious and drew his sword from behind to kill them.
"Hmph! A lackey who colludes with bandits is worthy of being a captain. Go and die!" Nan Feng snorted coldly.
Then, a sword energy gathered on the ancient divine sword in his hand, and he appeared in front of him in a flash, taking the place of the poor and frightened soldier, blocking his captain's murderous fighting spirit. The big sword collided with Nan Feng's ancient divine sword.
After the collision, the captain was so shocked that he flew off his horse. The soldiers he brought dispersed one by one, watching the two of them fighting without any intention of stepping forward to help.
"It seems that your soldiers have some humanity and don't like to follow you, a beast!" Nan Feng said to him while holding his sword.
Originally, with hundreds of soldiers, he was very confident that Nan Feng could defeat him alone, but now he was fighting alone. His heart began to feel cold. At this time, the soldiers standing next to him were tall and tall.
He raised his weapon and shouted at Nan Feng:.
"Kill him, kill him, kill him!"
"You...even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me!" The captain gritted his teeth and cursed at the soldiers around him, then waved the long sword in his hand to kill them.
But Nan Feng suddenly appeared in front of him, yes, silently, like a ghost. This made this mortal feel scared.
"Impossible." Someone said in disbelief so quickly.
"Haha, don't be afraid, your opponent is me! Give you a chance to commit suicide and keep your whole body, otherwise..." Nan Feng dodged again and appeared in front of him less than five meters away.
"Ghost?" Several questions appeared in the captain's mind.
Then he said to Nan Feng: "Don't kill me, I know I'm wrong, don't kill me, I can give you money, I have money, a lot of money. Please let me go, and I will give you money!"
"Money? Haha, I have a lot of money. I don't want money, I just want your life!" Nan Feng said with a smile. If it were Nan Feng in the past, he would definitely ask for money, but now Nan Feng really has a lot of money, so don't ignore that.
Already.
"You!" Looking at the deep sword mark on his chest, he pointed at Nan Feng and was speechless. At some point, his body was hit by Nan Feng, and he slowly fell to the ground and died.
"You go back and divide the stolen goods, live a good life, or do some small business, and don't do those bad things in the future, otherwise I won't let you go, and even if I let you go, God won't let you go.
"Nan Feng said.
"Thank you so much, hero! Thank you so much!!" the soldiers kept saying thanks to Nan Feng.
After the army left, the small mountain village began to resume its previous operations, but there were more cries in the village, including the cries of village women and the cries of children calling mother. Looking at such an atmosphere, Nan Feng chose to retreat
At the scene, only the kind-hearted Zilu and Shana were left hugging each other and feeling sad. This scene was so touching that even the elderly neighbors hugged each other and cried together. There is nothing in the world that can compare to maternal love.
"Mom, don't you want Xiao Wang anymore? Xiao Wang misses his mother so much, wuwu, mom, please don't leave, okay?" A child cried while holding the village woman who was released by the bandits.
"You are my mother's good boy. My mother will never leave you again. Come on, let your mother see you, be good! My mother can't help it." The woman holding the child kept touching the child's head and cried.
In order to prevent their little hearts from being hurt, they had no choice but to keep their situation secret.
"Mom, did Xiao Wang do something wrong? It makes you sad. I don't cry, and mom doesn't cry either! Wow." The child said, wiping his mother's tears.
the next day.
Nan Feng and the others became big heroes in the small mountain village. Every household gave Nan Feng the only egg-laying hen or some food. However, Nan Feng did not accept their things and even quit the space.
He took out more than a hundred taels of silver from his pocket and gave each of the more than 20 farmers five taels to each of them. I couldn't explain how I felt. But Nan Feng smiled and said to them:.
"Just use some money for the children to live and go to school. You're welcome!"
"My great benefactor, you saved us, but we have nothing to give you. How can we be embarrassed to take your money? Besides, these money are also your spoils." The villagers all said to Nan Feng.
But in the end, Nan Feng still asked them to accept it, and then held a big celebration party at the village's small grain drying field in the evening. Although Nan Feng took out some various kinds of food from the god ring, it was relatively
For these villagers, it was a very rich meal. But the children ignored the adults and sat on it one by one to eat. Some children used small buns and quietly packed them home and hid them.
Looking at Zi Lu and Jing'er, they laughed.
However, Nan Feng kept taking it out from the space ring and sharing it with everyone.
Everyone should know that Nan Feng's space ring contains more than a few months' worth of food. Nan Feng only took out a month's worth of food for just one night's meal. However, Nan Feng will replenish it when he goes to the next city. Now.
Nan Feng has everything, but is so poor that only money is left!
"My great benefactor, if you leave, given our wealth, we will be robbed and killed by bandits sooner or later." The village chief said to Nan Feng.
"Old sir, you should call me Nan Feng. I have thought about this issue. I want to train some samurai in the village. With them here, there will be no problems against bandits in the future. I wonder what the village chief wants?
"Nan Feng told him the plan in her heart.
"Then I am here to thank you on behalf of everyone. I will help you choose some people tomorrow. By the way, what kind of people do you want?" the chief asked Nan Feng.
"Those kids!" Nan Feng said.
"Child? Sir, you are not wrong, are you?" the village chief asked doubtfully.
"Children? Nan Feng, but children don't understand anything and haven't studied yet. Can you teach them?" Jing'er and the others asked.
"Yes! Those are the children. I need them to know nothing in order to learn my martial arts! You can arrange for me all the eight-year-old children in the village tomorrow. I will teach them tomorrow, and then next month we will have
Leave!" Nan Feng replied to the village chief.
The next day.
On the grain drying ground in the village, there were fifteen children, the oldest was 12 years old, and the youngest was eight years old. All of them innocently accompanied their relatives to gather on the grain drying ground, looking at Nan Feng's smiling face. Some children were naive.
He turned to Nan Feng and asked: "Brother, do you want us to learn the Buddhist ways from you?"