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Soon, at the urging of Ling Feng, a table of wine and food was brought up.

Even though it was night, there was still food to eat.

After the two had eaten and drank, they returned to the room.

It seemed that Ling Feng and Sikong Zhaixing should have slept together tonight.

The next day, when Ling Feng woke up, he found that Sikong Zhaixing was standing by the window with a dignified face.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at the expression on Sikong Zhaixing's face, Ling Feng asked in confusion.

Could it be that Sikong Zhaixing woke up and realized that the Longevity Sword was not so easy to steal, and wanted to give up the idea of ​​stealing the Longevity Sword?

If Sikong Zhaixing really had this idea, Ling Feng would definitely applaud.

"At least ten experts came here this morning."

Sikong Zhaixing said with a solemn expression.

Because Sikong Zhaixing is the best Qinggong master in the world, so he can naturally detect something strange.

"Ten? Are you sure you're right?"

Ling Feng felt that Sikong Zhaixing was joking.

When the master is like Chinese cabbage, it will pop up all at once.

And it seems that Sikong Zhaixing has not given up the idea of ​​stealing the sword of longevity.

"Come here, look at that person."

Sikong Zhaixing said aloud when he saw Ling Feng's disbelief.

Listening to his words, Ling Feng walked to Sikong Zhaixing's side suspiciously.

The two lived in the room on the left upstairs, so they could see the scenery outside the house.

Outside the building is a narrow street.

Sikong Zhaixing and Ling Feng stood here and could see most of the scenery outside.

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Chapter 187 Many masters (plus more)

"Have you seen that man?"

Sikong Zhaixing raised his arm and pointed to a place.

Ling Feng looked at the place where Sikong Zhaixing pointed.

I saw a hunchback in a felt hat and a ragged cotton robe sitting there dozing off.

"Is he the master you said?"

Ling Feng smiled and asked aloud.

"You think he's really just a hunchback?"

Sikong Zhaixing looked at Ling Feng beside him and said with a smile.

"if not?"

Ling Feng asked back.

"Two strands of hair stick out from under his felt hat, red hair."

Sikong Zhaixing said slowly.

"Red hair?"

Ling Feng was looking for a master with red hair in his mind.

But he really didn't know which master had red hair.

"Hedong has red hair."

Seeing Ling Feng still looking puzzled, Sikong Zhaixing said aloud.

"Oh, I don't know."

Ling Feng pretended to be surprised.

Although he didn't know who Hedong Chifa was, but now that Sikong Zhaixing said he was a master, then he must be a master.

Ling Feng will not doubt the eyes of the king of thieves.

If the eyes of the king of thieves are useless, how can he steal things?

"Look at that person again."

Sikong Zhaixing pointed to another person.

The man was under the tree in the alley.

There is a small car beside him, and the car is full of lotus root starch.

This is apparently a hawker selling lotus root starch.

"Who is he?"

Ling Feng felt that he was talking cross talk with Sikong Zhaixing.

Sikong Zhaixing is funny, but he is holding his eyes.

"Does Zhao Yidao know about Taihang Mountain?"

Sikong Zhaixing asked Ling Feng aloud.

And Ling Feng still shook his head, saying that he had never heard of Zhao Yidao's name.

"Zhao Yidao is good at making quick swords. It is said that before his sword fell, people were already dead. Do you think he is a master?"

Sikong Zhaixing began to explain Zhao Yidao's record to Ling Feng.

"In this case, his knife is really fast. But I feel that he can just switch to selling lotus root starch instead of messing around."

Ling Feng looked at Zhao Yidao's direction and said slowly.

At this time, a catcher wearing a red tassel hat walked to Zhao Yidao's car and bought a bowl of lotus root starch to eat.

It was after seeing this scene that Ling Feng asked Zhao Yidao to sell lotus root starch.

"I think so too, but the person who buys lotus root starch is not a good person."

Sikong Zhaixing nodded his head and agreed.

"That catcher is also a master? Could it be someone from Six Doors?"

In this arena, since he is a master and a fast catcher, Ling Feng can only think of the official organization of Six Gates.

"He's a fake arrester, and his name is White Horse Zhang San."

Sikong Zhaixing broke his identity in one bite.

"How do you know so clearly?"

Lingfeng was a little puzzled, why when he woke up, it seemed that he was not an old man, but a rookie who had just left the mountain.

"I saw just now that he was riding a white horse, and the only master who rode a white horse was Zhang San."

Sikong Zhaixing answered Ling Feng.

As the king of thieves, Sikong Zhaixing naturally recognized most of the famous people in the arena, but they were only famous people.

And the fact that the monk Ling Feng can be remembered by Sikong Zhaixing also means that he is also a famous person.

"Well, now Hedong Chifa, Taihang Zhao Yidao, Baima Zhangsan, plus Fang Longxiang and Bai Yujing, obviously something big will happen, so you still want to continue stealing the sword of longevity?"

Ling Feng said slowly.

"Many people can fish in troubled waters."

Sikong Zhaixing said confidently.

Originally, he had given up hope for stealing the Longevity Sword last night, but now that he saw so many people coming, he could fish in troubled waters.

Even if the water is clear, Sikong Zhaixing will be sure to muddy the water.

"Let's go down to eat. Only when we are full can we have the strength to work."

Sikong Zhaixing looked at Ling Feng beside him with a smile.

"Okay, you go outside and wait, I'll take a shower."

Ling Feng waited until Sikong Zhaixing walked out of the room, and then he closed the door directly.

After a while, Ling Feng walked out of the room.

"You are actually a handsome monk, no wonder you are called monk Lang."

Sikong Zhaixing looked at Ling Feng and said with a smile.

At this time, Ling Feng took a good shower and washed off all the beard and dust on his face, revealing his original appearance.

Because Ling Feng had been being chased and killed before, he was not in the mood to look at his appearance.

And now, Lingfeng has the power to protect himself, so he will naturally pay attention to his appearance.

So the previous monk handsome waves came back.

"Let's go."

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he followed directly behind Sikong Zhaixing.

After the two went downstairs, they found that many people were already sitting in the inn at this time.

"Little Er, have a drink."

Sikong Zhaixing and Ling Feng walked to a table, sat down, and said to Xiao Er.

Soon, all the food and drinks were served, and Ling Feng and Sikong Zhaixing started to eat.

Wait until they are halfway through eating.

A burst of crying interrupted the two of them eating.

This cry is like a cuckoo crying blood, so sad.

Ling Feng and Sikong Zhaixing turned their heads to look at each other.

I saw a coffin in a small courtyard not far away.

Next to the coffin was a gray-haired old woman and a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old child.

The two were lying on the coffin and crying.

"It's a little unlucky."

Sikong Zhaixing looked at the coffin in the yard and said in a low voice.

"really."

Ling Feng nodded his head.

After all, the cries of the old and the young have seriously affected others.

"Monk Lang, aren't you a monk? Why don't you read some scriptures to him?"

Sikong Zhaixing glanced at Ling Feng beside him and said with a smile.

"No, no one went there."

Ling Feng raised his chin and said slowly.

I saw two monks in the yard already standing beside the coffin and chanting softly.

After a while, the two monks recited the scriptures and performed the ritual.

The two of them glanced at Ling Feng, who was also a monk, and then sat down in the inn, ready to eat.