Modern Cultivation Record

Brother Leopard walked on the road, frowning.

"Brother Leopard, what did Master Chen say?" a gangster asked.

"What can I say, scold me." Brother Leopard looked bitter, "Moreover, he wants me to find the person who took the wood."

"Then we can find it for the master."

"What do you know" Leopard brother suddenly cursed, "Do you know that the wood was dropped?"

"Who?"

"Isn't it Master Chen himself?"

Brother Leopard rolled his eyes and yelled at the idiot. Others also despised the guy who spoke.

"It's Master Xingyu Yang Sishao" Brother Leopard whispered to his opponent.

"Four Shao"

"how come"

"The Fourth Young Master is also interested in that broken wood?"

"Who knows? Anyway, I know that the Fourth Young Master gave the wood to someone." Brother Leopard smiled bitterly. "The Fourth Young Master broke the rules. The person who brought out the wood in advance must have a good background. Who would it be? We. I don’t know if I should do this task."

"Brother Leopard, could it be the little white face that day?" One person sneaked up to Brother Leopard's ear.

"Which little white face?"

"It's the one that seems to have a big background and is related to the Fourth Young Master."

"Oh?" Leopard's eyes flashed, surprised, a picture flashed in his mind.

...

Every day, Ye Feng walks back and forth between the apartment and the Yang's **** shop, leisurely and relaxed.

He tends to go faster on foot than many people drive.

Even, sometimes, when Ye Feng is interested, he will experience the feeling of traveling in the crowd.

One of his movements is often the distance of a street, and it is still continuous, like a ghost in the city, silent and unpredictable.

Often, when someone sees a person disappear suddenly, they think they are dazzled and sigh that they are too stressed. Others may suddenly see a figure appear in front of them and then suddenly disappear, scared to death, thinking it is hell.

No one disturbs Ye Feng's life. It is full of natural pleasures and is the life he yearns for.

There is no need to worry about money, there is always a way to get what you want.

Secondly, don't worry about all kinds of troubles, because you have enough ability to solve them.

Thirdly, there is no need to worry about when you will die, because you can transcend life and death.

It can be said that this is the life most people really want to have. But Ye Feng had it.

This kind of life often brings Ye Feng some insights.

When walking on the road, he occasionally stopped and paid attention to the people walking on the road, watching them tired of running around for life, but he was full of heart and content, and seemed to be enjoying that day after day. Life is not tired.

"It turns out that not everyone can stand the daily repetition like me. They are used to it." He sighed and was about to leave.

Suddenly, a sound of flute came over, causing him to stop.

This flute sound is not like natural sounds, but it is better, clear and smart.

Such a voice would appear in the city, which is surprising.

Ye Feng looked at the sound source, raised his brows and smiled. It turned out that someone was doing a street art, which was interesting.

Life is like this, and there are often unexpected things in front of you. These are the best preparations for Ye Feng.

The sound of the flute is clear and flexible, but it is the young man who is more flexible.

The boy was only about fourteen or five years old, with clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, a thin and tall figure, a faint expression, a crystal clear jade flute stuck to his lips, and his clear eyes looked into the distance.

The pedestrians around listened to the Xiaoyin, stopped unconsciously, and watched the young man silently, admiring the beautiful sound in their hearts.

"What a smart voice, what a smart person" Ye Feng couldn't help but praised, showing a strange color.

Such a young man should not appear in this dunya.

Xiaoyin slowly stopped, and the pedestrians around woke up from their intoxication.

At this time, I only listened to the young man slowly saying: "Dear folks and elders, brothers and sisters, as the saying goes: "Rely on my parents at home, and rely on my friends when I go out. Pity me when I passed by the expensive land, unfortunately, I was looted with all my money and I could only rely on a flute." Earn some travel expenses. I have been studying Xiao Xiao for ten years. Today I will show my ugliness. I’m here to ask all of you, grandparents, grandmothers, uncles, aunts, brothers, sisters, siblings, brothers and sisters for some food. If you think the song just now is okay, I hope you have money. Give me more for those who don’t have money, and throw two less for those who don’t have money. Thank you in advance."

The pedestrians looked at the slightly sad face of the young man, feeling sympathy and pity in their hearts.

The big, small, green, hard and soft banknotes fell into a basin in front of the boy, and several red notes were mixed in it.

When it was over, everyone did not leave, and unanimously asked to play another piece.

"Young man, let's have another song"

"Young man, one more."

...

Faced with everyone’s enthusiasm, the boy touched his stomach and responded with a smile: "Okay."

Glittering close to lips, Xiaoyin slowly came out...

The sound of the flute changes, and there are waves of unvoiced sounds, and there is a heavy meaning between the lightness, ups and downs, suddenly coming and going away.

Everyone was immersed in the wonderful Xiaoyin, and it felt many times better than modern so-called pop songs. Moreover, this Xiaoyin seems to have the feeling of washing the soul, it is amazing.

After the song was played, everyone applauded and admired. There are still many strange people in the Ming Dynasty. He has such an attainment in rhythm at a young age. I don't know how talented it is.

There was another sound of money falling, and everyone generously donated them, and they were happy in their hearts.

"Thank you everyone," the young man raised his hand old-fashionedly and thanked everyone.

"Little brother, are you interested in working in my shop?" A middle-aged man walked out of the crowd and handed out a business card. Obviously, he was very interested in the young man's skill.

Seeing that the teenager was unclear, the middle-aged man quickly explained: "I just opened a restaurant nearby. If the little brother doesn't mind, come to my shop and stay in my store, the salary will definitely satisfy the little brother."

"Master Chang, you started too quickly, right"

"Master Chang is really a good man"

...

The pedestrian recognized the middle-aged man, who was the famous restaurant owner nearby.

"I'm sorry, uncle, I don't plan to stay in Qinghai for a long time. I appreciate your kindness." The boy didn't hesitate at all, but declined gently.

The middle-aged man had no choice but to leave. Others also felt a pity for a while. The Xiaoyin Kungfu of teenagers is definitely a must, and you can imagine that if you go to a restaurant, it will be full every day. And they are also fortunate to hear such sounds of nature often.

The crowd scattered, and the young man left with the washbasin.

I saw that the young man casually found a restaurant to feast on, pay the bill and leave without any muddle.

"I think Xiao Ke has been studying art for more than ten years, and I don't want to encounter three hands when I first came outside~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's really horrible. Hey speaking of those three hands, it's really amazing. I hardly noticed it. If I let the master know. I don’t know if I will be **** off by me.” The young man sighed as he walked with a handful of coins in his hand.

His speed is very fast, and he crossed the block in a short time.

Ye Feng had been paying attention, but he became interested in this boy.

Even though this young man was only fourteen or five years old, he was quite capable. He had practiced an ancient martial arts, and in Ye Feng's opinion, he had reached the level of the peak of Huajin, which was a touch of innate edge.

Unexpectedly, there was such a peerless genius, Ye Feng sighed and followed behind him.

The youth walked all the way, all looking curious, obviously not from this city.

It should have come out of the mountain. Ye Feng decided in his heart.

Don't know where he is going? . ..

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