Without Yang Jian's trouble, Zhou Qingfeng was really happy.He swaggered and called two servants, and called out a few of the true guards of the valiant weave, and brought some silver, and walked out of Hetuara with him.

Out of Hetuala, the sky is wide, Zhou Qingfeng suddenly thought: "The old man does not run away directly for Mao to Fushun?"Otherwise, it will be in trouble for the valley to come back.”But I thought, “What can I do with the power of the chicken without the power of my hand?”It is hard to come to Hetuala, do not stir things too sorry for the pain of this road.None of the original plans were fulfilled and it was not easy to leave.”

With firm confidence, Zhou Qingfeng stepped the pontoon bridge across the Suzi River to reach the opposite Tokso ferry.Seeing this little master coming, the woman at the ferry was very polite.He asked people to ask about the whereabouts of the ghost Xiu Jia Gang, but no one could tell.Around the ferry, I didn’t see anything unusual.

This is the worst thing that Zhou Qingfeng expected.It was hard to get rid of Yang Jane out of Hetuala, but couldn't find the goal he was looking for.He stood at the ferry and scratched his head, and the servant behind him and the thugs did not know what was going on, and they were all full of doubts.

The ferry people came and went, Zhou Qingfeng is frowning, suddenly saw a particularly thin figure in the handling of the handicraft is slowly moving forward.This man is unkempt and cannot see his face.She was covered in mud, tattered, and only two dry breasts proved to be a woman.The overseers and other hard-working people around her were laughing at her, poking and poking and beating with sticks and whips, just for fun.

A group of weak scum is bullying the weaker people.

This situation made Zhou Qingfeng's head buzz, and his chest was once again blocked.He couldn’t see such a thing, he really couldn’t see such a thing.He came from a time of civilization, seeing only the miserable world from books and videos.And now the real scene appeared in front of him, his nose hair sour, almost to tears.

It was Mao’s wife, and Zhou Qingfeng recognized the poor woman at a glance.

The woman reluctantly carried a bundle of wood into the stack, and she went to the overseer to stretch out her thin palms and asked for her remuneration with a prayerful glance.The reward is a small piece of bread, really very small.The supervisor also deliberately did not give, grabbing the bread in his hand and constantly throwing it, and the woman could only kneel and pray.The whole process was expressionless and completely numb.

"Give her what she deserves."Zhou Qingfeng slowly came over, even if he said 10,000 times to himself, "no trouble", but he still came.He was also expressionless, cold-looking at the ferry supervisor.

The supervisor saw Zhou Qingfeng, a spirit jumping from the wood pile and fell to his knees.He had to say it again, "Give her what she deserves."

The overseer handed all the bread to the woman, and even handed his own gourd.The woman looked up and saw Zhou Qingfeng and recognized the eight-year-old child.Her expression finally changed, smiled bitterly, picked up the dirty bread and gourd on the ground, and seemed to start eating slowly after a sigh.

Zhou Qingfeng saw this woman smile for the first time, this smile made him extremely sad, how much grievance, how much suffering, in order to laugh so moving.He watched the woman finish the bread and drink the water.The whole process, the woman has been very peaceful, she did not have the cowardice of the past, as if she were eating the last supper.

The heart of the head was as heavy as a scale.There are many people who are insulted and hurt in a small ferry.This is just a microcosm in front of you.All she could do was hold her off so she could have a good meal.When she finished, he turned away.

"Brother, you are a good man."The woman spoke from the back of Zhou Qingfeng, his voice hoarse and faint, but she finally spoke.

Zhou Qingfeng stopped and turned his back to the voice, "Maybe."

The woman said, “I heard someone say you’re looking for that guy who’s not, ghostless.I know he's there."

When Zhou Qingfeng looked back, she saw the woman lift her finger to the mountains north of the ferry.She said: "The guy lives in the north of the hill, not far.Brother, don’t be afraid of him.He was alone, no helper.Everyone here is afraid of him and hates him."

To the north of the ferry are a verdant forest, and a path is winding among them.After Zhou Qingfeng determined the direction, he took a few pieces of money from his pocket and put it in front of the woman and said, “Thank you.”The woman said nothing, did not even pick up the silver, just smiled.

Zhou Qingfeng once again led the team to turn around and go to the woods to the north, and the servant next to him knew that his little master was going to find a ghost repair.For a while, many people looked white and even persuaded: "Little master, the monk is powerful, the ghost cultivation is strange in the means, do we not shout Master Yang to help?"

“I’m not afraid, what are you afraid of?Your life is better than mine?”Zhou Qingfeng led the team in front, and others could only follow with their scalps.And when he came out dozens of meters away, he looked back at the direction of the ferry - not expected, the ferry's supervisor was beating the woman fiercely, ferocious venting the anger that had just been suppressed by Zhou Qingfeng, and the blood drawn was even rising with the whip.

The woman's screams came with the wind, and the servant heard it and advised Zhou Qingfeng: "Little master, you are a good person, but you still care less about such things."The more you care, the faster the woman dies.The money you give, she can't get a penny.This year, the poor are dying.You have one today, and tomorrow there are ten hundred you.You have Jinshan Yinshan, and you can't save a few people."

"I know, I know everything."Zhou Qingfeng took a few breaths deep, trying not to let the gray mood affect himself, and continued to go to the mountains.He said, “The world is so dark, I don’t want to be assimilated.”But I'm getting more and more irritable and hard to control."

There is a path in the mountains, and an open field appears hundreds of meters ahead.A grass appeared, and there were several wooden shelves around.Smoke in the grass, there is a smell of medicine.There were some pieces of meat hanging on the wooden frame, and they were close to them, and some of them were clearly human limbs.

There was a strange breath in this place, and Zhou Qingfeng broke in and immediately felt that the chicken skin was floating, secretly shocked.The accompanying servants were all hiding behind Zhou Qingfeng, and the other women were wary of the sword, and their eyes were afraid.

Zhou Qingfeng shouted to the grass: "Is Jia Gang there?"Come out and see me.”

There was a sound in the grass, and a small figure soon came out.Looking at this figure, the servant behind Zhou Qingfeng immediately screamed and fled in a panic.The female really bad is also a big mess, back a few steps to stabilize the mood.

Zhou Qingfeng was also frightened by this figure and sweating, it was a ghost-like child.His face was gray, his hair was thin, his hands and feet were as dry as a mummy, his eyes could move, but his bright eyes were even more frightening.He saw Zhou Qingfeng and others, his hands raised his claws, his mouth made a sound of sand, and jumped up at his feet.

He quickly retreated into the protection circle of the female.A few real women can only dare to dance a knife and drink to stop the approaching of this ghost.The demon ran away from the blade, and there was a hoarse drink in the grass, "Fat eggs, step back."

Eggs?

He was undecided, but he looked at the ghost child.The demon child was also looking at him, but in a blink of an eye he ran away and disappeared into the nearby woods.

Looking at the grass, a ghostly Jia just appeared.This ghost is forever gloomy, and it is more ugly to laugh than to cry.He stared at Zhou Qingfeng and said, “Oh, isn’t this the Zhou boy who has been in the guise of the women in the state recently?”I thought you had a great master in the East Factory, and I didn't expect to climb the way to Abahe's princess as soon as I arrived in Hetuala."

"You know very well."

"I am not deaf or blind, want to mix in this deserted North, I have to ask more about things, otherwise I don't know how to die?"I don't know what the little master of Zhou's condescending patronage to me, what is the cost of this grass?"

“Tell me, what happened to the boy?”Zhou Qingfeng pointed to the direction in which the ghost child disappeared and asked, "I have seen the boy, he was still a living person before, how can it become like this?"

Jia Gang seemed to not want to say it, but still said: "His father sold him to me, naturally, it is up to me."I made him a lad.Again, his father offered to sell it to me, and I didn't steal it."

"What a horse you say, it's light."He looked at the wooden frame next to the grass.

"Oh, that child's life is not refined by me, but also hungry."I'm sorry to go anyway."Jia Gang also explained the flesh of those people by the way, "There are always people who think they are not looking to me for trouble, and the various ghosts I raise need some blood, which is what they deserve."

"Fuck, I knew it wasn't a good idea to find you."Zhou Qingfeng was reluctant to endure, and frowned and said, "I want to make a deal with you, let me owe you personal feelings."

Jia Gang laughed, sharp laughter on the guard's real frightful legs soft, there are two people with sharp pain in the head, the knife in the hand can not hold, when the bite fell.Zhou Qingfeng was also annoyed by this laughter, and his blood rolled, but the "Yang Gui" in his chest quickly responded, protecting his chest and so on.

“Is it enough to laugh?Enough of laughing, listen to me."Zhou Qingfeng said calmly.

Jia Gang said uncommentably, "You so-called 'good-n', all of you're the face of this mouth, and you want to die in disgust with our ghost cultivation on weekdays, and you shout and kill without moving."When you want to drive us, it's like giving us a great blessing, it's disgusting."

"It's disgusting, but as long as you still want to mix up the territory of the state department, I owe you a lot better than you owe me."If I make a deal, you can make a price.I want you to add spiritual strength to one of my tools.”Zhou Qingfeng said to remove the pink "turned wand" from his arms.

Seeing this love stick top, the wand of the super cute shape, Jia Gang frowned and asked, “What is this?”

“What do you care about it?Instill the spirit in, until the "heart" at the top of the staff begins to flash."Zhou Qingfeng threw the wand to Jia Gang, "You live in such a ghost place, like a rat."Having a relationship like mine is only good for you.Whatever you want, as long as I can get it, you can discuss it."

That’s what I said, Jas just moved.For normal society, ghost repair is a street mouse everyone shouting.It was a last resort to do ghost cultivation, and Jia Gang could not get down to this northern land in the Central Plains.But the people here also do not like the ghost cultivation that is not close to life, he is at most reluctant to live.

Tempting the spiritual force of entering the wand, Jia Gang estimated how much the opening price was appropriate.After a half he said, “Okay, I can make this deal with you.”I've heard that you can refine the porch, and this thing is used to calm down the mind with wonders, and I just need it."

“Haha, you’re in luck when you meet me.But I also made it clear that my taste dew is not very good."Zhou Qingfeng shouted back again, “Slaves, where have you died?”You lords, before I am finished, let me go back."

A good time, accompanied by Zhou Qingfeng's servant to trembling again.He grabbed one and asked, “Go back to my city and get a porcelain bottle labeled ‘Flavored Dew’ in my bedroom.”

It won’t take long to get back to Hetuala.Half an hour later, Jia Gang received the goods sent by Zhou Qingfeng, and a drop of inferior "buffy exposure" entered his mouth.This guy's messy black air actually converged and recovered a little.

"Yes, that's what I want."Jia Gang happily looked at Zhou Qingfeng, "willing to do business with ghosts, your boy is not an ordinary person."Where it will be used later, though come to me."

Zhou Qingfeng also laughed, “I am the most honest person.”Let me owe you a humane feeling, it's good for you."