Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 89

The bitter-faced cultivator and others did not know where to hide and were nowhere to be found.Hu Shi was kept in the prison, and the specific treatment has not yet come out. The most serious thing is an attempted murder. If Gongsun's side deals with it, maybe it will be released in a few days.

But after forcing these people out of the dark, Zhan Changfeng felt relieved. Anyway, if he wanted to kill each other, it was better to put it on the bright side.

Gongsun and the Yi family have no room for change.

Zhan Changfeng finished quiet, opened the door, and the inn's second hand raised his hand before knocking.

He suppressed the slightly surprised expression, handed a letter with both hands, and said with a smile, "Guest officer, I brought the letter that someone sent just now."

"It's work."

Zhan Changfeng went back to the house and opened it up. It was the reply from Qingbai Mountain Sociology and asked her to go to Sociology on the [-]th for a detailed discussion.

Qingbai Mountain Sociology is located in Qingbai Mountain on the outskirts of the city. There is a Qingbai Village at the foot of the mountain. Zhan Changfeng plans to go to Qingbai Village to take a look in advance.If she wants to study in Qingbai Mountain, her residence has to be considered.

The road to Qingbai Village was a bit far. Zhan Changfeng bought a horse, went out of the city gate, and followed the route on the map to find the village.

This place has beautiful scenery and pleasant air. Looking from a distance, the houses are located in sequence along the undulating terrain, with black tiles and white walls and bluestone roads.

At this time, it was the busy farming season, and there were not many people in the village. She dismounted from the horse and took the reins for a while before she was stopped by a yellow-haired child, "Who are you, who are you looking for?"

Zhan Changfeng turned his face to the side and looked at the child. The child was frightened by the long scar on her face, and ran into the room with a sullen mouth. It didn't take long for an old man to come out and say something behind the old man's back.

The old man patted his head, looked at Zhan Changfeng, and asked, "Are you a student on the mountain?"

"Not yet. May I ask my father, where is the village chief's house? I want to find a place to live in your land."

"Oh, I'm going to go up the mountain to study, there's still some open space here," the old man pulled out the child and shoved him a handful of candy, soothing him so that he wouldn't be afraid, "Take this young lady to the Dongtou field to find it. Grandpa, the village chief, is it alright?"

Holding the candy, Xiaoer glanced at Zhan Changfeng timidly and nodded.Then he seemed worried again, and whispered into the old man's ear, "Big Brother Big Bear said that bandits only get tattoos. They have scars. Wear blindfolds. What if I'm kidnapped."

Zhan Changfeng, who was regarded as a bandit, "."

The child was about to pinch to death, but the old man was amused.

"Don't worry, you're too thin to cook a pot of soup." The old man patted him on the back, "Come on, come back and cook scallion pancakes for you."

Xiao'er chose scallion pancakes as if dying, "Come with me."

He trot a few steps, looked back at Zhan Changfeng, trot a few steps, looked back at Zhan Changfeng.

Zhan Changfeng always kept a distance of ten meters from him, which made the child feel at ease, and he didn't run fast or slow.

Going down a slope, fields gradually appeared on both sides. Looking up, the ridges of the fields were like guillotine knives that cut the paddy fields reflecting the colorful colors into a flat shape, square and square.

This paddy field is extremely gorgeous, and even the people who planted rice in it seemed to be in a dreamlike state.

Zhan Changfeng leaned over and took a handful from the field, picking up some red, yellow, and yellow fine rubble.

"This is an insect repellent stone. Rice is most afraid of insects. When it gets sick, we have to cry from the beginning of the year to the end of the year." Fan Zhili teased loudly, his eyes were also looking at Zhan Changfeng. Condensed and gentle, with no demeanor, I couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"It's me who is lonely and ignorant," Zhan Changfeng bowed when he saw him holding the child, with bare mud feet, long beard woven around his neck, and a handful of seedlings in his hand, "It must be the old man. It is the village chief, I want to go to Qingbai Mountain to study, but I have no place to live, so I want to ask if there is any free space in your village to rent, sell or transfer.”

Fan Zhili pondered a few times, "When will you enter school?"

"About tomorrow."

"In such a hurry," Fan Zhili said, "there are indeed some vacant houses in the village. Well, if it is convenient for you, you can stay at my house for the time being tonight, and I will find the heads of households who are interested in selling them for you."

"Okay, then harass the village chief."

"Okay, you wait here first, I'm almost done with my work, I just happened to go back with you."

Fan Zhili went back to the field to get busy, Zhan Changfeng observed the posture and technique of planting rice, and occasionally asked a question or two, but it was not boring.

Compared with ordinary rice, Lingmi is more resistant to insect damage than ordinary rice. They still grow Zi Lingmi, which is a one-rip-a-year crop. Although the profits are high, the risks they have to bear are also great.

Fan Zhili saw that Zhan Changfeng was very good to ask questions, and was willing to say a few more words, "Don't think that we are only draining our physical strength, but in fact we are also draining our true energy."

He deliberately slowed down the speed of planting, and told Zhan Changfeng to see the focus of his gestures, "This thing is precious, when you plant it, it's best to wrap a small strand of true energy around the roots, so as not to damage the plant. "

Zhan Changfeng nodded.Infuriating out, innate, this land is really luxurious.

When the bell rang on the top of the mountain, Fan Zhili just finished planting the seedlings, wiped his sweat, "Okay, the school is over, let's go back quickly, and take you to take a look at the sold house before it gets dark. "

Fan Zhili knew every household in Qingbai Village like the back of the hand. Who wanted to rent it out, and who had vacant houses, he could tell her all about it and lead her directly to find it.

"What are your requirements for the environment?"

It looks like there are plenty of options.

"It's quiet, it doesn't matter the size of the house, but I can rent it for a year at most."

"Oh?" Fan Zhili looked up at her, "Elder Hu's family has a spare house in the field, but it's near Beacon Hill, where there are many wild animals and it's not safe."

"There is also a small building in the Nantou Wading Fort. The original family moved away and handed it over to me. The house is a bit broken, and it may be troublesome to clean."

"Can you take me to see it?"

"Of course, let's go to Shimoda first."

Zhan Changfeng's aura is introverted, and it is difficult for ordinary people to detect it, but Fan Zhili, who is born with great perfection, can sense that the little fellow Daoist in front of him has reached the peak of the day after tomorrow, and naturally he is not worried about the problem of beasts.

I'm just worried that at this age, the Sixth Academy is also top-notch, so why did it come to sociology.Most probably missed the Sixth Academy selection before.

The house in Shimoda is already close to the forest, and there is a courtyard wall surrounded by stone walls. It is estimated that it is afraid of wild animals breaking in.

Zhan Changfeng calculated the lower feng shui direction, and it was neither good nor bad to get rich at risk, "Weeds have just grown on the stone road, has someone moved away soon?"

"Yeah." Fan Zhili sighed, "It was originally rented to a hunter. A few months ago, a gibbon came to make trouble at the house. The hunter chased it for ten miles and accidentally rolled down the mountain. Broken leg, came back with Bai Lingzhi the size of a washbasin, and immediately went to the city to become a wealthy household."

Zhan Changfeng: "It's not bad to be able to seize the opportunity."

Fan Zhili saw that she didn't seem to be very interested, so he turned to Wading Fort.

"It's near mountains and rivers, and the environment is quiet. However, because the elderly and children of the previous family were often sick, the villagers said it was unlucky here."

"Can I open the door?"

"Ok, Ok."

Half of this small building was built on the shore and half on the lake. When Zhan Changfeng opened the door, his hair was ruffled by the lake wind at night.

The back door corresponding to the front door was not closed tightly and was wide open.

The wind was pouring in from the back door to the front door, and there was no partition in the middle. Obviously, it was in response to the hallucination, and it was normal to be sick.

Zhan Changfeng walked to the back door. There was a balcony outside, and there was a table made of tree stumps. She looked carefully and saw that the tree stump was still alive, with short branches growing on the side.

"This tree is growing crooked, its head emerged from the underwater bank wall, and it was lying on the water, finally growing upwards, catching up with other people's building," Fan Zhili explained. The house rested on the tree, but its crown was too large to block the sun, so it was cut down."

The tree is originally yin, but it occupies the wealth of this house, and the yin is added to the yin.Zhan Changfeng looked at heaven and earth, but instead gave birth to a bit of satisfaction.

Fan Zhili followed her to look from afar, just as the twilight was all around, you could see the quiet and vast lake, the shimmering water waves, slowly rippling, and the end of the mountain was against the mountains, covering a deeper dark color.

He suddenly felt a little gloomy and uncomfortable, "Fellow Daoist, it's better to go to Shimodian. It's also close to Qingbai Mountain, so it's convenient to come and go."

Zhan Changfeng, "Just here, it's good here."

Fan Zhili didn't insist and said, "That's fine. I'll go talk to them tomorrow and talk about the price."

"Trouble the village chief."

"It's okay, it's getting late, and the city gate is closed at this time. You can stay at my house for one night, and you can go to social studies tomorrow morning."

Fan Zhili was the only one in his family, and he said that he and his granddaughter were studying in Qingbai Mountain, but he didn't come home to live.

Qingbaishan Social Science provides dormitories, but they are all two-person rooms, which is inconvenient for Zhan Changfeng.Fan Zhili didn't ask much, and many people came out to live.

(End of this chapter)