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If they want to go, then go along.

Also around eight in the morning.

Came to the south of the city, where Chen Daochang's shop was located.

Zhang Feng looked at the pedestrians passing by, and at the guns on their waists, then turned around and walked towards the suburban road where Chen Daochang traveled.

Several shopkeepers of the chamber of commerce exchanged glances with Qin Tutou, and followed Zhang Feng along without asking any further questions.

Until everyone came to a desolate field with few people.

Shopkeeper He saw that he was getting farther and farther away from Yicheng, and finally couldn't help asking: "President, why are we here to escape?"

"That Taoist priest will come here." Zhang closed his eyes to feel it, and Chen Taoist priest was getting closer and closer to him, "Get him early, and finish your work early and go back."

"Will there be a demon?" When a shopkeeper heard that Daoist Chen was coming, he was a little scared, "President?"

"What's so scary?" Zhang Feng looked around at the frozen soil, and said to everyone: "It's winter now, since you guys are going out, just be careful not to freeze. When you kill him, you guys have to take care of yourself and go See off the old president."

"This..." Everyone saw the president's confident look, but they wanted to ask the president how many secrets of the fairy family he had learned in the past three years?

After all, although they don't know how to practice qi, they also know that practicing spells doesn't happen overnight.

As for the enemy who harmed Yicheng three years ago, they knew that this monk was unstoppable, and they knew his strength even more.

But the president only started looking for strange people and strange things three years ago. No matter how hard they practice, they always feel that there is no comparison.

But don't wait for them to ask carefully.

With the slight sound of breaking wind came from the distant forest.

Not long after, a Taoist appeared a hundred meters in front of Zhang Feng and the others.

"Musket?"

Chen Daochang stood in the middle of the field, and after sweeping the guns around everyone's waists, he showed a sneer expression, "I haven't seen you for three years, I didn't expect that everyone in the Chamber of Commerce is much more courageous."

As he said, he looked at Zhang Feng again. When he saw that Zhang Feng's state was not visible, he revealed his identity first for the sake of safety.

"I asked you why you were so bold to destroy my spiritual array. It turns out that fellow daoist has already built a foundation, and the aura is not exposed. He is considered an expert. Does fellow daoist know about ghost towns?"

"I don't know." Zhang Feng looked at Chen Daochang, and according to the degree of danger from his mind, he pondered a little bit, and felt that he was at the peak of Foundation Establishment, so there was nothing to worry about.

I don't know why he has the courage to come here to find trouble, and even worse, to harm the people of Yicheng.

At least before I don't know the enemy, I won't make troubles every now and then.

But when Qin Tutou and shopkeeper He heard the word "ghost city", they showed unbelievable expressions.

"Ghost town? He's actually a monk from the ghost town!" Shopkeeper He's head buzzed, as if he had heard the legend of the ghost town.

"It is said that the ghost city is the home of all the immortals," Qin Tuotou murmured, his soles were weak, and he knew why Daochang Chen was so arrogant!

Seeing shopkeeper Hong's expression of disbelief, Chen Daochang glanced at Zhang Feng, and said leisurely, "I dare to come here because I was appreciated by the Lord of the West City and given the position of deacon by the ghost town I entered a few months ago!

According to the documents signed by Guicheng and the generals, I can refine more than a hundred living zombies within a year, and no one should be held accountable!And wherever he went, the city lord had to personally meet him! "

When Daoist Chen said this, he looked at Zhang Feng again, "And now, Fellow Daoist, do you know where the ghost city is?

Here, I give you two options.

First, get out of here quickly, and I may forget what happened today because of the difficulty in your cultivation.

Second"

While Chen Daochang was talking.

Zhang Feng suddenly condensed his technique, the ground under his feet split open, and hundreds of sharp swords condensed into shapes, stabbing towards Chen Daochang's chest, interrupting his nonsense.

"Manipulating the aura of heaven and earth? Gold core?!" Chen Daochang exclaimed, and he couldn't believe that a master of gold core, who could rival every city lord in a ghost town, was wronged to be the president of an ordinary chamber of commerce in a small town!

But no matter what, now is a matter of life and death.

He only consciously swallowed all the words, turned around and used the secret technique, and ran away without thinking.

In an instant, he took a step of more than thirty feet, and distanced himself from the earth sword behind him.

But in the next instant.

Zhang Feng jumped out in one step, crossed a distance of hundreds of feet, and appeared in front of him, holding a flying sword, and handed it to his throat.

Chen Daochang barely stopped, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The earth sword that flew from behind slammed through his body as if with wisdom, causing hundreds of tiny wounds all over his body, with bright red blood staining his Taoist robe.

"How is this technique?" Zhang Feng looked at Chen Daochang, who was covered in wounds all over his body, but did not dare to move, "How is it compared to your West City Lord? How is it compared to your hundred corpses?"

"I" Chen Daochang wanted to beg for mercy, but seeing Zhang Feng's calm expression, he knew that begging for mercy might be useless.

So he changed his mind, made up his mind, and used a threatening tone, trying to use the name of the ghost city to intimidate Zhang Feng and make Zhang Feng think twice.

"I am the deacon of the ghost city! Fellow daoists, don't kill me!"

Daoist Chen stood up straight, his eyes were fierce, "Otherwise, if the Lord of the West City finds out, fellow Taoists will be strangled by the monks in the ghost city, and there will be no peace for the rest of their lives!"

"It doesn't matter if it's a ghost city or a fairy city." Zhang Fengfei's sword pierced his throat, shattering his cyclone and meridians, and cut off his head amid the exclamation of the crowd in the distance.

"Today, I will send my fellow Taoist to the underworld first, and take your head to make amends for my brother and farewell."

Chapter 135

Leave the field.

Zhang Feng didn't talk to Shopkeeper He and the others, but put the head in Daoist Chen's Taoist robe, and walked straight to the old president's mansion.

Wait until the old president's mansion, and then wait for the old president's family to see Chen Daochang's head, and Qin Butou and others' complaints.

The family members of the old president all thanked Zhang Feng, which caused a sound of gratitude in the quiet mansion.

Zhang Feng looked at one of the teenagers who was grateful to him.

Memory triggers.

I remember that this boy is the son of the old president.

Moreover, he is honest and honest, kindhearted and grateful, and there will be no internal struggles for power, and those who form cliques will miss his position as the president.

Zhang Feng recalled, and glanced at him with his mind again, and he really didn't feel the slightest malice.

On the contrary, when he looked at himself, he was full of gratitude and trust.

And except for teenagers.

Zhang Feng still remembered that the president also had a wife, a concubine, and two elderly parents.

But regarding their future affairs, under the operation of the chamber of commerce, there are special people, as well as their relatives, and even the entire chamber of commerce, who will be responsible for the funeral affairs of the old president's family.

Make sure that any accidents happen to the past presidents, so that the wives, children, and children will not be left alone in the future.

Including their living expenses for the next three generations, all miscellaneous chores will be unconditionally contracted by the entire chamber of commerce.

"If something happens in the future." Zhang Feng put his palm on the shoulder of the old president's son, "Come to Uncle Zhang's mansion and tell Uncle Zhang."

"It's Uncle Zhang." The boy's voice choked up, and he lowered his head to touch his tears.

Zhang Feng patted him on the shoulder, then clasped his fist at the relatives of the old president's family and came outside the hall.

After all, everything that should be done has been done, and the grievances of the old president have been resolved, so they will not disturb their family.

As for whether they will talk nonsense about killing the deacon of the ghost city after today.

Feel free to spread and talk about this.

I am not afraid of ghost towns and hidden monks.

On the contrary, I still hope that they will come to the door and trigger some tasks.

If they don't come to find me, I will go to the ghost town after the period of time is over and the realm is stable.

See what treasures are there, and whether there will be new mission events.

Afterwards, the old president was buried.

Zhang Feng and the shopkeepers went out together to deal with funeral affairs.

But in the afternoon.

When everything was done, shopkeeper Wu said goodbye, and he didn't know where he went.

Zhang Feng didn't care much at first, so he should talk to Shopkeeper He and the others.

It can be around seven o'clock in the evening.

When Zhang Feng went back to the mansion to play chess with shopkeeper He who came to visit him, he suddenly heard a reminder,

Bounty task: wait for shopkeeper Wu to come back at Chengnan Restaurant, and win money from shopkeeper Wu

Current number of rings: 1

Hear the prompt.

Zhang Feng thought for a while, and said to Shopkeeper He who was thinking about how to lose the game: "It's time for dinner, why don't you go to Shopkeeper Wu's restaurant?"

"Okay," Shopkeeper He responded, got up without even thinking about it, and falsely lured the president to leave first.

Zhang Feng walked out the door, chatted with Shopkeeper He, and walked towards Shopkeeper Wu's restaurant.

Under the night.

Not long after, with occasional greetings from Huichang on the street.

Zhang Feng brought Shopkeeper He to the backyard of Shopkeeper Wu's inn.

At this time, shopkeeper Wu's brother was walking around anxiously in the courtyard.

"Chengfu." Shopkeeper He called him all over, "If you're not entertaining at the front door, what are you doing hiding in the backyard? Are you afraid that your brother will criticize you if he finds out?"

"Shopkeeper He..." Cheng Fu saw Shopkeeper He and Zhang Feng in front of him, he stepped forward in a panic and said, "President"

"Why are you in such a panic?" Zhang Feng sat down on the big stone bench in the yard, "What happened to your brother?"

"I..." Cheng Fu's heart tightened when he was asked, but he followed his elder brother's teachings and did not dare to say that his elder brother lost money to Master Hu, so he pretended to stomp his feet and said, "It's nothing, I just feel cold. cold, walk more"

Zhang Feng didn't ask any more questions, but signaled to shopkeeper He to sit down, and then said to him: "Prepare some food, warm a pot of good wine, and then call your brother. Tonight, I will have dinner with you."

"Okay" Cheng Fu replied, and after looking expectantly outside the door, he turned back to the kitchen next to him.

After a while, four dishes, one soup, and a jug of good wine were placed on the stone table.

But shopkeeper Wu hasn't come yet.

After Cheng Fu set out the dishes, he also changed the subject and said, "President Zhang, why don't you eat some food first, the food will be cold in a while."

"Nothing to do today." Zhang Feng looked at the dishes on the table, "No hurry, I'll wait for him to come back and eat together."

As Zhang Feng said, he looked at the shopkeeper He next to him, "How can you not wait for the master's gift?"

"What the president said is true." Shopkeeper He also sat without moving his chopsticks.

Cheng Fu saw that the president and shopkeeper He were not moving, and as a half-master, he couldn't get away from him, so he couldn't inform shopkeeper Wu.

In Cheng Fu's anxiety, about an hour passed.

After Zhang Feng tasted three cups of good tea from his house.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the courtyard.

At the same time, under the winter wind and night.

Shopkeeper Wu walked out of the courtyard a little frustrated, and saw the lights reflected in the courtyard, thinking that his brother was waiting for him, so he endured the complaints all the way, finally couldn't help it, and sighed when he entered the courtyard,

"Oh, it's true today"

As he spoke, he raised his head a little and saw that the president and shopkeeper He were both in the courtyard, but his words stopped suddenly.

嗒

Zhang Feng sipped his tea, but didn't speak.

Standing behind Zhang Feng, Cheng Fu kept winking at shopkeeper Wu, signaling that the chairman would come here, and he really didn't care about his own business.

Shopkeeper He didn't look at him, but lowered his eyes.

When shopkeeper Wu saw him, he seemed nervous about being caught by his parents playing hooky and going to an Internet cafe, and also a little uncomfortable about losing money. He trotted forward for a while, and said a little uncomfortable: "President, why are you here?"

"Can't I come here as a guest for a while and have some tea?"