Chapter 70

If Feng Jun really wants to fool people, he has some means.

Turning to the nearby cultivation resources, he said, "do you know what other cultivation resources he has?"

When Lang Zhen saw that he didn't answer directly, he knew that people didn't want to answer the question, but he wasn't disappointed.

It's no small matter to lead others to cultivate immortals. Originally, we shouldn't make a hasty decision. Feng Ge'er's reaction is normal.

In fact, the other party did not turn over or scold at the first time, which is already regarded as good intentions.

However, for Feng Jun's question, he was still a little confused. He could only shake his head, "what kind of resources do you mean

Where do I know what resources? Feng Jun snorted in his heart, but his face was still, "is there a spirit stone?"

"Spirit stone?" Lang Zhen is ignorant again. To tell you the truth, he is more ignorant today than in the past year. "What is that?"

Feng Jun was already familiar with his state, so he simply changed a noun, "or Immortal stone

Lang Zhen continued to force, "immortal stone What's that? I've heard about the fairy emissary. "

Feng Jun scratched his head depressed, and then he took out a cigarette to light it Energy stone? Xianbao? Lingjing? "Immortal crystal?"

He couldn't get the skill for the time being, but he also knew that it was useless to worry, so he went back to the second place to see if he could get some spirit stone.

Recently, he has been in and out of the space quite frequently, and he thinks it's very convenient to do so. However, the long charging process makes him very crazy. He hopes to get some spirit stones, which can be used to convert energy points. It's really fast and convenient.

At that time, there will be enough energy points. I can go in as soon as I want, come out as soon as I want, come out as soon as I want, come in and come out

How do you feel Is that a dirty idea?

"Xianjing," Lang Zhen called softly, and his eyes brightened. "So the spirit stone you said is Xianjing?"

Feng Jun smell speech, spirit is also a shock, "how, have you seen?"

"No," Lang Zhen shook his head very simply. "This is Xiu How can I have seen the resources used by travelers? I've heard about it. "

Feng Jun's eyes turned, "what color is the fairy crystal you heard about?"

"Where do I know that?" Lang Zhen shook his head with a bitter smile, and then asked tentatively, "the spirit stone you said What color is it? "

"If you don't know," Feng Jun waved his hand and said faintly.

As for the color of the spirit stone, he directly ignored this question. Naturally, the cultivators should have the style of cultivators.

Sure enough, Lang Zhen's mouth moved, and he didn't dare to continue to ask.

Anyway, for Feng Jun, this evening's harvest is very big. He not only knows that the lone wolf is a talkative and funny guy, but also happily knows that there really exists a cultivator in this plane.

At the end of Yin's day, which is more than four o'clock in the morning, the people in the three villages had already got up. After finishing up, they took advantage of the coolness of getting up early and began to rush on their way.

Xiaohu village is a little slower because it has the huge two wheeled vehicle of the miracle doctor. Pushing motorcycles on this kind of dirt road is really too fast, even not as fast as those who carry goods with shoulder poles.

Of course, the weight of the motorcycle is too heavy, and Feng Jun put too many things on the car, which all have a lot to do with it.

However, after walking for 40 or 50 miles, the advantages of having a car are still reflected. People in Xiaohu village can put things on the car, and then take turns to push the motorcycle. Other people can walk empty handed.

Only Jia Xingwang, because he hated Feng Jun in his heart, would rather carry a basket on his back than covet those conveniences.

At noon, the sun became more and more poisonous, but Shuangxi town was just ahead.

The crowd put in a lot of effort and rushed to the town.

This town is really small. It's two streets, one horizontal and one vertical. The busiest part is near the crossroads.

The place to catch up with Daji is not at the crossroads, but on the south side of the town, on a large flat land next to the road.

This flat land has a square area of 100 mu. The ground has been leveled, and there are rows of big trees with thick bowls in the middle, which can protect against wind, rain and sun.

Tomorrow is the day to go to the market. Those who come today are all early. They can occupy the shady place under the shade of trees first.

Feng Jun also wanted to occupy a shady place. He was most afraid of the heat. However, seeing the fierce competition among the people, he simply looked for a place where there was no shady place, took out the bracket, built a shed, and then set up a march bed.

As soon as he sat on the March bed for half a minute, he saw Lang Zhen come leisurely.

Once the image of the master is destroyed, it's a widow who has lost her virginity and can't pick it up.

He didn't care to nod to Feng Jun, "look at you, do you plan to set up a stall?"

"Yes," Feng Jun nodded with a smile, "since you come to the market, you must try to set up a stall. This is also a rare experience."

What he wants to say is that when he comes to this position, he wants to feel the fun of setting up a stall.But Lang Zhen obviously thought something wrong. He nodded slightly, "it's also good to experience everything What are you going to sell? "

After thinking about it, Feng Jun replied, "how about selling lighters?"

"It's a bit extravagant in Shuangxi Town," Lang Zhen commented. "In fact, it's no better than flint. Most people don't have to spend a lot of money on it. It's a pity that it's cheap. Let's change it for another kind of goods I think chocolate is good. "

Chocolate is also a luxury, but it has a unique taste. There is no substitute for it. There are not many rich people in Shuangxi Town, but the proportion is only a little lower. In terms of absolute quantity, there are still many. Chocolate is so delicious that it must sell well.

But Feng Jun replied with a sad face, "it's too hot. This thing will melt."

He thought about it and decided to change the goods. "Or I'll sell cigarettes."

At the party that day, there were more people in the market. Some even started to do business. Some sold herbal tea and some snacks. They were noisy.

Sister Lang and brother Lang are shuttling through the crowd, stopping from time to time to talk to others.

Feng Jun didn't have to look at it. He guessed that the younger brother and sister must be selling Yaling bamboo shoots in the crowd. This kind of good thing can't be sold at the stall. They can only get in touch with a few people who are interested in buying it in private.

At the moment, Lang Zhen is an expert again. He is sitting on the March bed, smoking silently with a cigarette pan. The red dots on the head of the cigarette pan are bright and dark, reflecting the expressionless face.

It was about the beginning of the year of Hai, that is, more than nine o'clock in the night. There were more than a dozen people walking outside. Two captors were at the head, and behind them were all strong men. However, these men were in the flow one by one, which was not a good way.

The two captors looked around for a while. When they saw Feng Jun, their eyes lit up and they walked by.

Feng Jun doesn't have to think about it. As soon as you look at this posture, you can see that these two men are definitely here to find fault.

People in this space really don't cover up what they do. The two captors don't pretend to others at all, but go straight to the theme.

After coming, a tall and strong captor said in a loud voice, "where are you from? What are you doing here? "

Feng Jun grinned, "I'm just passing by. It's said that there will be a big show here tomorrow, so come and have a look."

"Passing by?" Constable Gao Zhuang looked at him up and down. He stretched out his hand and sounded like a bell. "I see you look strange. You are a thief's spy Bring me the identification! "

Where does Feng Jun have identification? However, his stay in Xiaohu village during this period of time was quite profitable, so he replied very indifferently, "I'm not going to set up a stall. What kind of identification do you want?"

The management of this plane is much looser than that of the earth. Identification is important, but if you don't do something important, it doesn't matter whether you have identity or not. Otherwise, there won't be so many hidden or escaped households.

Just like Xiaohu village, there are still many people who have no identity. This does not prevent them from coming to the market. Just don't set up a stall. If you set up a stall, the government is qualified to investigate your identity.

For another example, Lang Damei can kill the middle-aged man without hesitation - if everyone's identity is registered and her destination is clear, how dare she kill so casually?

However, although Feng Jun's words are in line with everyone's understanding, there must be a reason for these people to come to the door.

Gao Zhuang's captor sneered, "eh, who told you that if you don't set up a stall, you can't check your identity? Are you a constable or am I a Constable? "

"Who's the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who

That's a good thing Of course, there's no problem. It's politically correct that the runaway households can check whenever they want.

But it's on purpose to find them directly and then check the escaped households.

"Play three elder brother," someone called in the distance, and then ran over, not others, is Ding Laoer.

He arched his hand at a white body and said with a smile, "third brother, this is doctor Feng, who saved a child's life. I'm willing to guarantee for him, so I don't have to check it?"

Ding Laoer said that he knew some friends in the town. It's not in vain.

The third brother is a stout man. He looks up and down at Ding Laoer, frowns and says, "who are you?"

"I'm Ding Laoer from Xiaohu village Third brother, you were defeated, but it was me... "

"Oh, come to think of it," the third brother interrupted him, then spread out his hands, "second, you know, I'm just a white body, I can't help you Come on, I'll tell you more. "

He pulled Ding Laoer aside and then whispered, "this is someone who wants to screw him. It's useless for you to talk to me, and then Is the costume of this miracle doctor strange? "

his Tucao is really a bit reasonable. Feng Jun's costume is not so weird. He may be able to make complaints about it.Ding Laoer smelled the speech, his face was black, "who wants to make him?"

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