The priest is a villain

Chapter 16 Re-entering the Rivers and Lakes 1

On the way away from the cliff, Feng Feichi followed Chu Tingxuan in big strides. His martial arts had advanced so much over the years that simple physical exertion was no longer a concern. As a person who pretends not to know martial arts, he will never be able to keep up.

Feng Feichi could only stop helplessly, and asked loudly to the front: "Why are you walking so fast?"

Hearing this, Chu Tingxuan stopped in his tracks, turned his head and looked at him with concern, and found that the other party was far away from him, his eyes darkened when he thought of something, and he blamed himself: "I was too impatient, I was tired from walking ?”

Feng Feichi swayed over slowly, patted him on the shoulder with one hand and said: "You look like this, I thought you just wanted to rush back to the Chu family."

Chu Tingxuan didn't speak, he looked at Feng Feichi with a flash of urgency in his eyes: "I said, will my father wait for me at Chu's house?"

What are you waiting for?It's too late to kick you off the cliff.

Feng Feichi complained in his heart, but on the surface he replied with a confused face: "I don't know."

In his previous life, except for Chu Tingxuan, there was no one alive in the Chu family except for Chu Tingxuan, but the incident of being hypnotized by Chu Feng eight years ago kept echoing in his mind.

Chu Tingxuan saw Feng Feichi's brows were tightly frowned, and he slowly stretched out his hand to poke between the other's brows. His expression finally stopped being anxious, and he comforted him, "Don't think about it."

Feng Feichi took a few steps back after being poked by him, and after realizing what happened, he "tsk" again: "You have nice paws, what are you doing touching my face?"

However, Chu Tingxuan seemed to have changed from the melancholy just now, and seemed to be in a good mood, and his words were full of hope: "Feichi, if I find Daddy, you don't have to separate from me." Like Feng Feichi, what kind of martial arts? He didn't even understand the appearance, so he was naturally worried about throwing people into the rivers and lakes alone to beg for a living.

Feng Feichi shrugged, disdainful in his heart but shouted with an exaggerated expression on his face: "Okay, then I'll pester Young Master Chu, don't think I'm annoying in the future."

Heh, the moment you reach the tenth floor of the Liangang Jue is when you will be beaten into a pig's head by the leader.

But Chu Tingxuan wrote down these words. He looked at the person in front of him sincerely, and nodded solemnly. Feng Feichi was made uncomfortable by his serious expression, and after waving his hands, he took the initiative to move his legs. We're on our way.

"Feichi," Chu Tingxuan stretched out his hand to hold down his arm, and pointed to a big stone on the side of the road, "Let's sit for a while before leaving."

"Don't sit down." Feng Feichi didn't bother to talk to him, turned around and started on the road.

Seeing that he refused to rest, Chu Tingxuan couldn't help but a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, so he had no choice but to quicken his pace and follow behind silently.

Hei Mian's lightness skills are superb, and he "flyed" in the sky for a long time when he went from the Chu family's cell to the cliff. They endured exhaustion and walked on the road for most of the day, but only half the distance.

Feng Feichi finally noticed a trace of fatigue. He turned his head to look at Chu Tingxuan, but found that this guy was just looking at him with concern. He asked himself that he was definitely much better than him in terms of martial arts, and his physical strength was naturally comparable. Chu Tingxuan must have endured it hard.

"Let's go to the teahouse ahead to rest for a while." Seeing Feng Feichi stop, Chu Tingxuan thought it was because he couldn't take it anymore, and pointed to a simple tea shed not far ahead with only a straw roof.

Feng Feichi was indeed thirsty, but he didn't take the initiative to agree, but looked at the other party with a playful face and asked: "Master Chu has the money to buy me tea?"

Chu Tingxuan nodded, and actually took out some scattered silver from his arms. He spread Feng Feichi's palm, and put all the silver on the other's palm, with a hint of complacency in his steady tone. : "I still brought some money with you on the day I ran away from home with you."

Feng Feichi was amused by his expression, as if a child was waiting for praise for doing a good deed, he padded the broken silver in his hand, cheekily put the extra scattered silver into his bosom, and said with a smile: "Let's go, I'll invite Master Chu to drink tea."

Chu Tingxuan also smiled: "Okay."

This small teahouse is built in the place where the road must pass. Although it is dilapidated and simple, you can order some food and drinks in addition to tea. Chu Tingxuan and Feng Feichi ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles, and they ate it with a large pot of beef. When they got up, they hadn't eaten food outside for a long time, and there was no sound for a while. It was obviously just a bowl of noodles without toppings, but they ate deliciously.

Xiao Er, who was standing in the distance, glanced at them with disgust, as if looking at a beggar.

"Xiaoer!" The voice from another table came from another table.

"Hey, guest officer, I'm here." The waiter immediately put on a smiling face and ran over.

"If you have any good wine and food, serve them to me." The guest looked very gorgeous, and he didn't seem to worry about money.

"Okay, okay." The waiter nodded affectionately, and ran away in a hurry.

Chu Tingxuan and Feng Feichi have lived at the bottom of the cliff for eight years. At this time, their clothes and faces are almost the same as when they were children. Therefore, it may be difficult to recognize their identities unless they are acquaintances or relatives.What's more, no one would believe that the person who eats Yangchun noodles so deliciously at this time is the son of the former martial arts leader who disappeared for eight years.

Not far from the two, the guests were still chatting.

One of them asked: "I heard that brother Zhao went to the Qi family the day before yesterday? I don't know what the birthday of the young master of the Qi family is. Let me hear about it?"

The person called Brother Zhao's tone was full of gloating: "Hey, brother Wang, don't say it, it's wonderful! It's really wonderful!"

Their voices were so loud that almost everyone in the small tea shed could hear them. Feng Feichi's eating of noodles slowed down obviously. He raised his head and looked at Chu Tingxuan in tacit understanding. It's been a long time since I've been in the rivers and lakes, so it's good to know some information.

I only heard that Brother Wang said with interest: "What's so exciting? Brother Zhao, please tell me quickly, let the younger brother open his eyes."

"Do you know how much money the master of the Qi family spent to celebrate his precious son's birthday? That is really the most happy event in the Wulin League recently," Brother Li said, full of pride for being able to participate in the birthday banquet of the young master of the Qi family. But he suddenly changed the subject and said: "It's a pity, in front of so many decent people, the eldest son of the Qi family was robbed of the limelight by one person."

Brother Wang asked curiously, "Who?"

Brother Li: "Qi Shi."

"Qi Shi? The young master of the Qi family?" Brother Wang asked in surprise, "Isn't he a sick man? How could he steal his brother's limelight?"

"He is in good health," Brother Li described in high spirits, "Not only that, but he secretly practiced peerless martial arts behind his father and elder brother's back. You are a hero, Master Qi's lips turned white when he was so angry."

"..."

The two were still chatting excitedly, but Feng Feichi was no longer interested in eavesdropping. What kind of shit peerless martial arts? Just this sentence made him laugh out loud. In this world, only Only Liaoka of the Wulin League can decide the life and death of the Demon Cult.

Chu Tingxuan was also too lazy to listen, he lowered his head and concentrated on eating noodles, but deep thoughts flashed in his eyes.

Feng Feichi glanced at him sensitively: "What are you thinking?"

Chu Tingxuan said softly: "I want to go home and have a look."

Knowing that he was talking about the Chu family, Feng Feichi asked, "How do you want to go back?"

Chu Tingxuan spat out two words: "Night Detective."

Feng Feichi wanted to dissuade him, but seeing the other party's firm appearance like a strong man cutting his wrist, thinking about what the child was thinking when he was usually alone, he couldn't help but shrugged: "Okay, I'll accompany you."

Chu Tingxuan refused decisively: "No."

After Feng Feichi finished speaking, he regretted it, and remembered that he didn't know martial arts. Seeing that Chu Tingxuan disagreed, he nodded along with his words: "En, you're right, I won't go."

Chu Tingxuan: "..."

Seeing him, Feng Feichi was startled, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chu Tingxuan touched his nose helplessly: "I, I thought you would persevere."

Feng Feichi pretended to be affectionate: "You and I have known each other for so long, why bother to be polite." Anyway, he has his own way to go with him.

After the two had a good meal, they stopped at the tea shed for a while, and then continued on their way. Because the distance was too long, they could only sleep in a remote wilderness for one night. Feng Feichi sat on a rock and looked at the sky, wondering if it was his. Illusion, the same night, but there is no beauty at the bottom of the cliff, suddenly, a piece of clothing slowly covered his shoulders.

Feng Feichi took off his clothes resolutely, and returned them to the person behind him: "No need." The yin energy of the evil spirit of life and death is much heavier than this, even if it is so cold, it will be no different from a waste.

But Chu Tingxuan covered him back very firmly: "You are weak, I am worried that you will catch a cold."

Feng Feichi thought for a while without refusing, and asked, "You gave me the coat, what about yourself?"

Chu Tingxuan shook his head: "I'm not cold."

Feng Feichi smiled, and there was a trace of sigh in his words: "You have such a character, why are you like a little white rabbit."

Chu Tingxuan smiled. He thought he was well-mannered, but he naturally didn't want to make a lie in front of the person he sincerely trusted.

"Go to sleep." Feng Feichi didn't know what he was laughing at, he covered the other party's clothes on his body, and fell asleep straight on the ground.

Chu Tingxuan didn't fall asleep immediately, he first scanned around vigilantly, then closed his eyes in a sitting position, and fell into a light sleep.

On the second day, the two of them tidied up briefly and then hurriedly set off again.

Finally, after eight years, they entered Jinling City again. Feng Feichi had no sense of the bustling street in front of him, and he glanced bored at the expressions of the people around him.

This baby Chu Tingxuan... is about to cry.