"This is Chejin village." Looking at the three words engraved on the stone wall in front of him, "shout" took a breath. After half a month, Zifeng and lengruxue finally stood in front of a small mountain village with beautiful mountains and rivers.

It is located in the southeast corner of the sect. It is remote, with water everywhere, dense trees, lush grass and few people. It's reasonable to say that there shouldn't be people here. I didn't think there was a village in the bright place of willows and flowers.

"Zifeng, are you sure that zhantianzong is near here?" Looking at the quiet, peaceful and smoke curling mountain village in front of me, I couldn't help sitting on the ground as cold as snow. If you want to say that zhantian sect, which is listed as the land of sects, how can it be in such remote places. I can't even see a pedestrian all the way.

and. It's already the tenth place they're looking for. It's mysterious. There's no specific location. At least there should be an architectural sign! There was nothing. It was as cold as snow along the way. They inquired repeatedly. The mercenaries and residents around had never heard of any sect nearby.

What's more, after hearing Zifeng's inquiry, he grabbed Zifeng's hand and didn't want to loosen it. If he knew there were sects here, he wouldn't travel mountains and rivers to participate in the enrollment of other sects. In short, he wasted his great strength to get rid of it.

Sighing, Zifeng's look didn't fluctuate much, "it should be here. When the elder zhantianzong left, he asked me to rush to Chejin village. Let's go and come. If we can't, we'll rest here for one night and talk about it tomorrow morning."

"Yes!" She jumped up, cold as snow, immediately spread her feet and ran inside. With her, she waited for Zifeng's words.

He shook his head and found three places today. Take a night off. If you can't, leave her here tomorrow. Zifeng will find her by himself and take her there.

But Zifeng seems to ignore a little. If the word "Che Jin" is combined, it is not "cut"! Is the famous zhantianzong the Chejin village in front of us?

Smiling, Zifeng followed up slowly. As soon as he entered the mountain village, he felt a strange feeling. It seemed that there were countless pairs of eyes looking at him, but when Zifeng looked around, there was no one. This feeling is very similar to the scene when Zifeng met situ Xin for the first time in the boundless forest. The silent penetration can not be detected even by spiritual strength.

He shook his head, glanced at the Tsing Yi woman near the pond and looked ahead.

I don't want to see a thought-provoking smile on the corners of the woman's mouth when Zifeng just left. If you look closely, you will clearly find that there is no fishing line on the woman's fishing rod. What falls in the water is the lines condensed by Yuan Li. And other fine controls.

The mountain village is very simple. There are only dozens of scattered families. They can bring the whole village into sight at a glance. A few passers-by didn't lift their heads when they saw Zifeng who suddenly broke in.

When Zifeng looked left and right, there was a cold summoning sound like snow in front, and he followed up

This is the only wine shop in the mountain village, and the opposite is also the only inn.

Unexpectedly, compared with the few deserted streets, the wine shops are indeed overcrowded and noisy. However, when Zifeng entered, the lively scene suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at them with different eyes

Cold as snow, no matter how much, after running so many mountain roads, now you can have a rest. When you see a table not far away, you can sit down directly. Before she spoke, a teenager came up, "you can't sit at this table!" The tone is tough and indisputable.

Zifeng was stunned. Didn't he come out of feisheng city again, but he said that there were still people to occupy this small mountain village?

"Why?" Leng Ruxue obviously didn't mean to leave. He sat up straight and looked at the boy in front of him pitifully.

At this question, the young man's face turned red and hesitated for a long time. He still couldn't open his mouth, "because, because"

"Because this is my desk!" A loud voice came, but I saw an old man sitting in front of the cold snow with a hoe on his shoulder. "Go and sit aside. Don't you see the words written on it?"

It was as cold as snow that he paid attention to it, but he saw a line of small letters, "this seat has been occupied!" A black line swept over his forehead. OK!

"See? I have already occupied this table. There are no rules. Go aside! " He waved his hand, put down his hoe, ignored the cold as snow, directly ordered a few dishes and ate them with great interest.

In the emptiness of the old man's speech, Zifeng checked several other vacant tables and found the same situation on them: this seat has been occupied! What's going on. let me put it another way. This wine shop is prepared for the people in the village. It has nothing to do with outsiders.

"Hey, do you still let people sit here? If you don't have a place, how can you eat?" Leng Ruxue held his arm and stared at the boy in front of him, complaining.

At the moment, the young man's performance has caused a lot of uproar, "young boy, don't call your sister Ling out quickly, otherwise how can you deal with it?"

"Yes, don't go quickly" laughed loudly, but no one came to talk to Zifeng.

"Why don't you sit here." The boy seemed shy and hesitated for a moment, but he took Zifeng and them to the position of the counter manager.

Just, do you really want to sit here?

More than 30 people in front of me stopped and laughed, "ha ha, I'm so happy, little young boy. I don't even want the store."

The voice did not fall, but the four people who had just laughed the most were thrown out with their desks. And a woman with a tall figure came out from behind, "what's the noise? Get out of here if you don't want to eat!" For the first time, I knew that a wine shop could be opened with such pride.

The woman seemed to be highly respected. As soon as she appeared, the field immediately quieted down.

Seeing the woman, the boy seemed to find the backbone and hurried up. "Sister Ling, they passed by here," the boy said.

The woman called sister Ling glanced at Zifeng and stopped for a moment on the cold as snow. She flashed a few surprised looks in her eyes and pointed to the position that had just been empty. "We have our own tables and chairs. If you don't have one, you can sit down and eat standing." He turned and left without looking back.

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