Chapter 937: House Disciple 4th Wall

The next day, there was a rumbling wind in Qincheng. The disciples of the Yuan Dynasty royal family stationed in Qincheng searched everywhere for news about Ye Feng, but Ye Feng seemed to merge into the sea and disappeared without a trace.

Sometimes the most dangerous place is the safest place. No one would have thought that Ye Feng had not left Fangshi at all and was still looking for various materials.

The news that Ye Feng captured the little princess of the Yuan Dynasty alive and ordered ten guards to kneel down has spread throughout Qin City. Many people began to dig out where Ye Feng came from and how he could be so unscrupulous in the face of the Yuan Dynasty royal family.

The Tang family, Tianyimen, and the Baiyun royal family all sent out to investigate the authenticity of the matter. After a series of events were interspersed together, it was discovered that this matter was actually due to Yan Ming's sudden increase in price during the auction, which caused the Yuan Dynasty to The royal family had murderous intentions.

The Baiyun royal family said that the Yuan Dynasty royal family ignored the interests of the warriors and relied on its own strength to despise life and trample on the laws wantonly. All warriors should unite to resist this bully behavior.

Things were full of twists and turns. Originally, the Yuan Dynasty royal family was looking for Ye Feng with great fanfare, but there was a sudden wave of defections in Qincheng. Because the Yuan Dynasty royal family acted too domineeringly, it was obvious that the Yuan Dynasty royal family had themselves brought the blame for this incident and was kicked to the iron plate.

Faced with the voices of rebellion everywhere in Qin City, the Yuan Dynasty royal family had no choice but to withdraw those disciples, kept a low profile, and secretly sent people to find Ye Feng's whereabouts.

After some investigation, the origins of Ye Feng and Yan Ming were also found out. They were actually disciples of the Tang family and Gu Jianfeng, which made everyone very surprised.

Tang Family Ancient Sword Peak was the place where waste was born, so why did such a bold disciple appear?

After peeling off the cocoons layer by layer, I realized that Ye Feng had only made such a big noise after joining the Tang family for five days, which was simply earth-shattering.

Ye Feng didn't know all this. At this moment, he was standing in front of a stall, which sold all kinds of things for carving talismans, whether they were pens or talisman paper made of pure Yang wood pulp.

"Boss, how did you sell this pen?"

Ye Feng picked up a precision-made pen and asked.

"Five thousand Yuan Yuan Dan is made from pure Yelang's mouth hair. If I hadn't been in a hurry to cash it out, I wouldn't have paid such a low price."

The boss seemed a little anxious. After all, these days, there are fewer and fewer people who can make talismans. Selling talisman-making items is not very easy to sell.

It is impossible for real Talisman masters to buy from such stalls. They go directly to the Talisman Guild. The items there are truly high-quality and can produce high-level Talismans.

But Ye Feng doesn't care. He is just starting out and doesn't need very good tools. He will go back and practice first. When he successfully draws the virtual talisman, he will buy good tools.

Spending 50,000 Yuan Dan, Ye Feng bought a hundred pieces of talisman paper made of pure Yang wood, three consumable pens, and a stone plate polished with Yin stone, which were used to prepare the liquid for carving the talismans.

Three days passed by in a flash, and Ye Feng spent all of them in Fangshi.

On the third day, Ye Feng followed the instructions on the address and walked towards the east of Qin City. The home of Murong stall owner was here. When Ye Feng arrived, he was a little unbelievable. There was only a dilapidated thatched hut in front of him.

"Junior brother, you are here!"

Yan Ming shrunk out of the thatched hut, looked around and found that no one was following him, so he pulled Ye Feng into the thatched hut.

In the past few days, Yan Mingdong had been hiding in Tibet. Fortunately, there were many Tang family properties in Qincheng, so it was not a problem for Yan Ming to hide for a while. He arrived at the stall owner Murong's house in the morning.

Entering the room, what struck the eye was the strong smell of herbs. Murong was squatting next to a stove, brewing the simplest herbs.

Who among the really rich people would cook this kind of herbal medicine? Generally, they can treat their injuries with elixirs.

It seems that Murong stall owner's family is poorer than Ye Feng imagined.

Remembering that he was unwilling to pay the stall fee and insisted on setting up the stall for three days, Ye Feng was impressed by Murong's pride again.

"Just a moment, you'll be ready soon!"

Seeing Ye Feng coming, stall owner Murong did not get up and continued to cook the herbal medicine.

The thatched house is very small. In addition to the outer room, there is also an inner room, and bursts of coughing can be heard from inside.

In order to respect others, Ye Feng did not emit any spiritual consciousness from the moment he came in. He had no idea what was going on inside and could only hear the sound of coughing.

After waiting for a cup of tea, the soup on the stove was boiled. Murong, the stall owner, poured out the soup and brought it to the inner room.

Then there was another violent cough, which made him out of breath. Ye Feng tried to go in several times, but was held back by Yan Ming. He hoped that Ye Feng would not cause trouble.

After a long time of burning incense, stall owner Murong walked out of the room with a tired look on his face.

"The house is so simple, you two can make do with it, and I'll take out the things right now!"

Murong, the stall owner, felt a little sorry. The thatched house was only so big and could only accommodate two people. With three people standing inside, it seemed very crowded.

"No, Murong stall owner, can you tell me what you used to do!"

Ye Feng was not anxious to see the fragments, but was very interested in stall owner Murong.

"You are from the Song family!"

The stall owner Murong immediately became nervous and made a gesture to take action. Unfortunately, due to a bad disease in his body, he coughed violently.

"Murong stall owner is overly concerned. We are disciples of the Tang family. This is my senior brother Yan Ming. This is the token of the Tang family. But I think your temperament and cultivation should not live in such a poor place. We don't have any Offended."

Ye Feng took out the Tang family token and handed it to Murong stall owner to prevent him from having any doubts again.

After checking Ye Feng's token, stall owner Murong returned it. In his eyes, he certainly knew that the token was genuine.

"It's true that you are disciples of the Tang family. Since you are here to see something, leave immediately after reading it."

Murong stall owner still didn't want to have too much communication with them, which made Ye Feng even more interested. What happened to the Murong family owner to be so guarded against the two of them.

"Well, since you won't say anything, please excuse our offence. Let's take a look first!"

Curious, Ye Feng hasn't broken the casserole yet to find out what's wrong. If the other party doesn't tell him, he can't be forced to tell him.

After saying that, Murong stall owner actually lifted a corner at the edge of the thatched house, revealing a deep pit, which was perfect for hiding things.

"boom!"

Just when Murong stall owner opened the curtain covering the pit, the door outside was kicked open. The violent impact directly affected the thatched house. The wooden door fell into pieces, and sawdust flew into the house.

"Murong, old dog, get out of here. Today is the day to pay the rent. If you can't pay it, believe it or not, I will break your legs."

There was a sharp shout from outside the door, and then four or five big men walked in, each with a fierce look.

Murong, the stall owner, covered the pit with a curtain and stood up with an angry look on his face.

"Do you really want to kill them all? You destroyed my family, and now you are aggressive. What do you want to do?"

Seeing four or five people standing outside, stall owner Murong had a look of resentment on his face, but he was helpless.

"What do you want to do? It's very simple. Today, my brothers are having trouble, so I have to come and vent their anger on you. Mr. Song said, as long as we don't torture you to death, we can do whatever we want. I lost today, so hurry up and get 100,000 yuan. Come out with Yuan Dan, otherwise I won’t be done with you today.”

The leader was a big man with a bare chest and back, and his chest was covered with black hair. He didn't look like a bad guy at first glance. His face was full of flesh, and he had a pair of upturned noses with nose hairs coming out of them. He was very disgusting.

"It's unreasonable, it's the Song family again, because I said something back then to destroy my family, and now you let you despicable untouchables come to humiliate me..."

Murong, the stall owner, turned red with anger and began to cough. There was a hidden disease in his body. Once he got angry, he would become extremely angry.

"Who told you to meddle in other people's affairs and bring about the disaster of annihilation? It's your own fault. Take out the Yuan Yuan Dan quickly, or I will demolish your broken house."

After the big man finished speaking, several people stood around the thatched house, ready to take action.

"stop!"

Murong stall owner gave a sharp shout and prepared to take action.

Yan Ming wanted to stop him, but this time it was Ye Feng's turn to stop him.

"Get out of here!"

One of them kicked the stall owner Murong, who received a solid kick and his body flew away.

"Wow!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Murong stall owner's mouth, and his face suddenly became depressed.

"Tear this place down for me!"

The leader was very excited. He was usually bullied by others, but only here he could bully others. He vented all his resentment on the stall owner Murong.

Seeing that the thatched house that had just been built was about to be demolished by several people, the head of the Murong family endured the physical pain and continued to stand up, trying to stop them.

"What kind of skill is it to bully a seriously injured person!"

Ye Feng said calmly at this time, but there was a hint of murderous intent in his tone.

Several people who were about to take action froze their bodies and looked at Ye Feng together. Ye Feng was in the room just now, but these people did not notice it.

"Who are you and why are you here? I advise you not to mind your own business. The Song family is not someone you can offend!"

The big man couldn't see through Ye Feng's origin and did not dare to act rashly. He first asked Ye Feng's origin clearly.

"Do you want to know?"

Ye Feng looked so harmless that even Yan Ming couldn't figure out Ye Feng. He always felt that Ye Feng was unfathomable and couldn't fathom what Ye Feng was thinking in his heart.

When he smiled, he found that Ye Feng was killing people without blinking an eye.

"It's a pity that I don't want to tell you, because you will all become dead in a moment!"

Ye Feng's tone was like a spring breeze, making people feel no trace of murderous intent in it, but it also made everyone present feel a sudden chill on their backs, giving them a chilling feeling.

"Looking for death, it seems that you and Murong Laogou are in the same group. If that's the case, then we will kill you and go to the Song family to receive the merits later."

The leading man waved his hand, and four naked men surrounded Ye Feng, preparing to take action.

"Are you really sure you want to take action?"

Ye Feng still asked in confirmation.

"Death is imminent and he still pretends to be a ghost. Brothers, take action and tear him into pieces!"

The leading man thought Ye Feng was faking it and asked them to take action quickly.