Looking at the little paw in front of him, Feng Yin was shocked.
What the hell.
Are you such a picky eater?
Now you don’t even eat steamed buns, don’t you care?
This is a steamed bun specially provided by Jun Tian Shou, and it is more than enough good food for ordinary warriors to eat!
The little guy squatted in front of him obediently, tilted his head and looked at him with a puzzled look in his eyes: I am a cat, you want me to eat steamed buns?
"It's okay if you don't like it, but you have to wait a while and cook the meat tonight. You can try it to see if it suits your appetite."
Feng Yin comforted the little thing: "But you must stay in the room and not go out, and you can't be discovered by anyone."
"Huh?"
The little guy looked at Feng Yin in confusion.
Where?
With my good looks, I can only hide in my room?
Isn't this too wasteful?
"Your existence is related to our survival. Once your existence is discovered, your foundation will leave huge hidden dangers... Now we need to be safe, grow slowly, accumulate strength, and understand
?"
The little guy seemed to understand but nodded in confusion.
Then he opened his little paws, gracefully walked to the Fengyin pillow, got into the pillowcase skillfully, and then stuck out his little head: "Huh?"
Is this okay?
Then he retracted his head again, and there wasn't even a bulge on the pillow.
A small tail waggled quietly outside.
"Very good! Very good! Very good!"
Feng Yin praised him greatly.
In the past two days, another spirit-gathering energy vortex derived from the latent cultivation of the Spiritual Transformation Sutra has taken shape, but Feng Yin has no intention of using it on Feng Ying. The little thing's growth progress has exceeded Feng Yin's expectations. The so-called haste leads to haste.
No, my understanding of the Spiritual Transformation Sutra is too superficial, so I'd better be on the safe side.
The little thing is too young considering it is only a few days old.
…
Just as he was about to turn around and go out, Feng Yin suddenly froze.
He turned half of his body and slowly turned back. The muscles all over his body were completely tense, like a cheetah hunting.
His eyes were full of shock.
There is also fear.
He looked straight at the table.
On the table, there is a white cloth package with a piece of paper on it.
When I walked in just now, it seemed like there was no such thing...
It suddenly appeared...where did it come from?
Feng Yin took a deep breath, and his first reaction was to turn around and run. His second reaction was to pick up Feng Ying and run together.
But he calmed down immediately.
The other party has already reached this point, and it would be easy for him to kill himself.
This person must be watching me secretly.
You can't escape by running.
In this situation, the only option is to give in first and then think of a solution.
Besides, if the other party doesn't jump out and slap you to death, then they have other ideas and purposes.
This, I am least afraid of.
After calming down for a moment, Feng Yin stepped forward and slowly picked up the piece of paper.
Not surprisingly, this is a letter to myself.
"After this incident, sir, I must go; the only place he will go to is Yuezhou."
The first sentence made all the hair on Feng Yin's body stand up.
Who is this person?
"... Before sir, I have something to ask of you. There are some items in the package. Please sir, take them to the Qiankun Tower in Yuezhou City and give them to the shopkeeper.
It is inconvenient for me to reveal my whereabouts this time, so I would like your help, thank you very much. If you don't agree, I will be very disappointed. I hope you know."
Feng Yin couldn't help but started to curse.
What's the difference between putting a knife to my neck and forcing me to do something?
You actually said, "If you don't agree, I will be very disappointed." You are disappointing your sister!
That's okay, what makes Feng Yin feel a little bit horrified the most is the signature.
Where it was signed, there was no name, just a paw print.
Used red ink pad.
You can see the appearance of the meat pad in the middle, with subtle lines, and you can even feel the softness of the meat pad; but the sharp points at the tip of the paw print have pierced the paper, revealing tiny holes.
There is a faint murderous atmosphere.
Feng Yin felt like his heart was lifted up. This claw mark... is neither big nor small. What kind of claw mark is this? Also, such a master should be able to control power. Why did he have to capture a few of them?
Hole?
Are you trying to intimidate me?
Besides, with such a being, why should I do anything that I can’t do on my own?
Feng Yin couldn't figure it out.
The other party obviously had no intention of killing him directly.
Although I can't figure it out, there's still not much malice. It doesn't hurt to give in first and do the other person a favor.
Maybe it will be beneficial in the future?
It doesn't matter whether it's beneficial or not. The biggest problem is that if I don't help you now, it seems that I won't be able to get through this.
"I'm too drunk to ask for help like this. It would be better to blackmail me instead."
Feng Yin murmured in his heart.
…
At night, the smell of meat is fragrant.
Feng Yin filled a small bowl, chopped it finely, and brought it into the room for Feng Ying. Feng Ying ate happily; but he was very smart and restrained himself from making any sound. After eating the meal, it was full of dog crumbs.
His eyes actually looked a bit like a thief, full of vigilance.
It’s my first time to eat meat, it’s delicious!
Fragrant!
When Feng Yin came out again, Xu Laosan and Xu Laosi were already in the yard, sitting on a horse and looking excited.
The jars of wine next to them have all had their mud seals opened, and the aroma of the wine is overflowing.
The three large bowls on the table have all been filled with wine.
Neither of the two brothers expected that a miser like Feng Yin, the guy in the coffin who was asking for money, would actually offer to treat them.
If you don't gorge yourself on this unexpected joy, it won't be worthy of your own belly.
Xu Laosan even made two special trips to the toilet to clean his intestines and stomach.
Strive to be in the best condition, prepare a meal and drink, so that the hard-earned money of more than one thousand taels can be repaid early.
As a result, Feng Yin's first words left the two brothers stunned.
"Those debts are forgiven. I'll burn the IOUs for you."
As he spoke, he took out the IOU and smashed it into pieces.
Xu Laosan:......
Xu Laosi:......
They looked at each other: What is going on today? Is the end of the world coming?
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"First of all, congratulations to the third child for recovering from his injury."
Feng Yin raised the wine bowl and said, "It's done."
"Done."
The two couldn't wait to raise their bowls and drink it all in one gulp, laughing and feeling happy.
The moonlight is cold in the sky, the cold wind blows, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and there is a faint smell of cooking smoke and a faint fragrance of vegetation in the air.
The three of them drank very quickly. After a while, after drinking for three rounds, they started talking.
While Feng Yin was eating and drinking, he was concentrating on using the Spiritual Transformation Sutra, trying to activate two cyclones at once.
Feng Yin originally had a slight affection for these two scheming but honest men, and there was nothing he couldn't let go of. However, thinking that the other party would be implicated by him, I'm afraid it would be even more difficult to navigate the world from now on, and he might die at any time.
, finally couldn't help but feel compassion, and planned to leave a parting gift here, to create a cause and effect, and to establish a good relationship.
No matter what the reason is, you are always burdened by me; you should give me something to be worthy of my heart.
This is Feng Yin's true thoughts.
While drinking, chatting, and talking about the world, dreams suddenly came up for some reason.
What dreams do you have for this world, this world? What are your plans? What goals do you have for the future?
As we talked, we came up with this topic.
As soon as this topic was brought up, all three people were silent.
Then raise the glasses at the same time.
drink wine.
Dreams, plans, and goals have always been the three words that most depress men.
The children of Jianghu live in Jianghu, the children of Jianghu are born in Jianghu, the children of Jianghu grow old in Jianghu, and the children of Jianghu die in Jianghu.
Dreams are there.
But how many of them have been realized in the arena from ancient times to the present?
At this time, Xu Laosan, who had been drinking too much and drinking freely, was already quite drunk, but his brain was still absolutely clear.
This state is just a state of drunkenness after not drinking for a long time, not a pure intoxication.
After all, he is a very good iron killer, and he still has a lot of alcohol.
"Dream..." Xu Laosan laughed miserably: "Now, what qualifications do we have to say these two words."
"Back then, the fourth child's biggest dream was to get married to Xiaolan next door and live a happy life; now... Xiaolan has already married someone else. When the fourth child and I made our first money, we happily went home to prepare for the fourth child's wife.
At that time, I happened to catch up with Xiaolan and someone else to get married. I clearly remember that the fourth child was completely stupid at the time. He ran to the river alone, holding the silver and said to the silver, I have earned the money to marry you, but you
Already married to someone else..."
"Now the fourth child is still sad and still thinking about it, but Xiaolan's whole family has already died in the rebellion, and there is not even a tombstone left to remember. The dream... haha... the dream is nothing.
"
Xu Laosi lowered his head, sighed softly, his eyes were a little misty, raised the wine bowl, and drank it silently.
Then he raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes were empty and he didn't know what he was thinking.
It was the first time Feng Yin saw this rugged man, and there was an indescribable tenderness and sadness on his face.
What was he thinking about?
Are you thinking about that Xiaolan?
Or are you thinking that you went out to earn money with the dream of "making money and marrying a wife", but when you come back after earning money, you just meet the sadness of your sweetheart getting married to someone else?
Are you still thinking about the happiness and excitement along the way home after making money?
The moonlight was like water, shining on Xu Laosi's body. This rough man's vision at this moment was as hazy as the moonlight in the sky.
"As for my dream, my dream..."
Xu Laosan glanced at his younger brother, sighed, and picked up the bowl to drink.
My dream is... even if I risk my life, I will let the fourth child live a good life. Make some money, let the fourth child marry a wife, and live his life.
As for myself, as an elder brother, what qualifications do I have to pursue my dreams when my whole family is in trouble.
These two words are so beautiful, so beautiful that people dare not think about them. All they can do is drink and sigh.
Feng Yin also took a sip of wine silently and sighed.
Dream, these two words, are really light and fluttering, but also very heavy and sad.
How many people's dreams have long been buried in the soil just like Xu Laosi's dream.
From ancient times to the present, what has been buried in that soil is not only beauties, but also heroes!
There are also countless ones that are broken into pieces.