Chapter 1179 The Puppet Insect of Unknown Origin

Jingtian was lying peacefully on the couch in front of Luo Feng, his expression calm and peaceful. If you didn't observe carefully, you would have thought he was just asleep.

Luo Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of déjà vu, as if this scene seemed familiar, but this time it was different from the last time. Tang Xuejian was lying side by side next to Jingtian.

Jing Xiaolou knelt down in front of his parents who had passed away suddenly, beating his chest and crying bitterly like a mourner. It really made anyone cry when he heard it, and sad when he saw it.

Looking at this scene, Luo Feng felt uncomfortable in his heart. He wondered whether he had blindly brainwashed the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult and affected the world line, thus indirectly killing Jingtian and his wife.

Although it seems not unreasonable that the feudal capitalist and the feudal landowner's wife were revolutionized by Comrade Iron and Steel's loving father, Luo Feng always felt guilty that "I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me."

In any case, Jing Xiaolou can be regarded as a kindred spirit, and it is just okay to bankrupt him, but it is too much to cheat his parents to death!

That day, on the ruins of the old site of Yuzhou City, the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult broke through with fierce force. Sedum used up all the elixirs and knew that he was defeated. He decided to sacrifice himself to cover the retreat of his wives, concubines, and pets. Unfortunately, the couple had a deep love for each other. Seeing that Tang Xue was not willing to leave him to live alone, she burned her life to fight with her husband, and both of them died tragically.

It was the Five Poison Beast Jacaranda, who was not afraid of the poison, and the Red and Blue Nightshade, who had a ghostly physique, and snatched the corpse away, saving them both from being fed to the poisonous insects by the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult and ending up with no remains left.

Seeing Jing Xiaolou crying so hard that he almost died, Luo Feng felt uncomfortable, and comforted him in a low voice: "Brother Jing, please forgive me and accept the change. Both of us are nearly eighty years old. Life is rare in seventy years. Think about it from another perspective." Thinking about it, it’s almost the end of one’s life, which is also a happy mourning…”

It was okay not to persuade him, but when Jing Xiaolou heard what Luo Feng said, he cried even harder!

"Die at the end of your life? Are you still happy about it? You are so happy about it!" Jing Xiaolou said angrily: "My parents have already become immortals, and their lifespans will not be less than a thousand years at the least!"

He jumped up suddenly, grabbed Luo Feng by the collar, stared at his bloodshot red eyes, and shouted at Luo Feng face to face: "Monk, you have made me suffer so much! Let me ask you, appointment When I become the commander of the expeditionary army, am I trying to lure my father out to help in the war?"

Luo Feng blushed and said sarcastically: "Even if the poor monk wants to take advantage of Brother Jing's relationship and invites Mr. Jing to come out, it is also to save the common people. Besides, who would have thought that Mr. Jing, who is as powerful as him, would actually suffer the consequences of the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult? His vicious hand? I thought that even if he couldn't beat him, he could still run away, but I didn't expect Mr. Jing to be so upright..."

"Okay, you finally admitted it!"

Jing Xiaolou refused to give up and said in a hateful voice: "I have long felt that you are using me. When you elected me to be the leader of the Hero League, you used my father's reputation to scare the heroes, right? I am really stupid. I was deceived by you and went bankrupt, and you still It’s hurting my parents!”

In anger, Jing Xiaolou swung his old fist and hit Luo Feng in the face. Luo Feng is now practicing both Buddhism and Taoism, and his physical body is only half a step away from the indestructibility of King Kong. Jing Xiaolou is also famous for his poor martial arts. , even after several punches, Luo Feng didn't even get rid of the mud on his clothes.

Luo Feng hid his face and advised: "Brother Jing, don't get excited. You're so angry that you're so angry. Besides, it's so unbecoming to tear up the mourning hall. Mr. Jing was also a decent person before he died. Don't let outsiders laugh at him."

Jing Xiaolou was not willing to listen to the advice. He grabbed Luo Feng and refused to let go. He didn't care that his fists were so painful that the skin was torn and blood was flowing. He looked like he wanted to fight with him to avenge his parents.

"That's all!"

Luo Feng sighed, grabbed Jing Xiaolou's wrist, and said helplessly: "It just so happened that Jiu Jianxian sent Li Xiaoyao to Miao territory and came back. Let's just let him go again and send Mr. Jing and Mrs. Tang there too. Please ask Holy Aunt to use the secret method of Miao Territory twice more."

Jing Xiaolou said: "It's easy to say. The materials needed for Miao's secret method are rare and expensive. Where can I find them in a short time? Especially the puppet worm, which only the black Miao Gu master can refine. Now that the two countries are at war, I can buy it even if I want to." It’s not here!”

"Don't worry, the poor monk still has some stock." Luo Feng clapped his hands, took out a baggage from his sleeve, and opened the bag, which was full of puppet worms.

Looking at the bag full of puppet worms, Jing Xiaolou was speechless for a moment, then stared at Luo Feng suspiciously and said, "Where did these puppet worms come from?"

Luo Feng's eyes wandered and he said: "Of course I bought it from Miaojiang with a lot of money. I started hoarding it many years ago."

Jing Xiaolou's eyes were sharp and he said: "That's not right! The Black Miao people regard the art of Gu as a secret that is not passed down, and they never easily sell Gu to the Han people. The puppets in your bag are all top-notch, and they are all produced by experts in refining Gu. Hands..."

"Brother Jing, it's meaningless for you to say that. What kind of profiteer doesn't have some connections and opens up some unknown purchase channels!"

Luo Feng said displeased: "If you think that the puppet insect I gave you came from a wrong origin, you don't need to use it. Anyway, it's not my parents who died! I have fulfilled your filial piety with such kindness, but you still doubt me?"

Jing Xiaolou thought about it, Luo Feng kindly gave him a puppet insect to resurrect his parents, but it would be meaningless to talk about the origin of the puppet insect.

If Luo Feng had ulterior motives, he simply wouldn't take it out and watched him become an orphan. Being able to take out the rare Gu worm without avoiding suspicion would be considered a sign of loyalty.

Jing Xiaolou sighed, cupped his hands apologetically and said, "Brother Luo Haihan, as a brother, you are also concerned and confused. For a moment, I was so angry that I lost my mind. I have to thank you for saving my parents."

Luo Feng waved his hand and said: "Brother Jing, there is no need to say thank you. In private, you and I have never reneged on each other. In Gong Ling Zun Ling Hall, he generously served the country and the people. This poor monk will not stand idly by no matter what. He took out some rare Gu insects. It’s the right thing to do.”

The two brothers had a respectful relationship and resolved the estrangement. Jing Xiaolou did not dare to delay and led the three aunts in a hurry to find Jiu Jianxian to help transport the body.

After Jing Xiaolou walked out of the mourning hall, Luo Feng wiped his cold sweat. His bag of puppet worms had indeed come from an evil source. They were all refined by the leader of the Miao Territory's No. 1 Gu Master, the Moon Worshiping Cult. It's a premium product.

These Gu bugs were retrieved by Luo Feng when he secretly assigned a member of the "Righteous Alliance" to go to Miao territory and retrieved them when he transformed into Old Man Tianji on the phone bug network and went around deceiving and defrauding those martial arts people with evil intentions.

As for what Luo Feng would do in exchange for the puppet worm?

You know, the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult has recruited troops and formed a large army so quickly. He cannot make so much money just by squeezing the poor Heimiao people...

If anyone is interested and investigates carefully, they will find that the swords in the hands of the Nanzhao barbarians are all made of fine steel produced in the Central Plains. The military rations the barbarians eat are naan bread made from wheat flour produced in the northern part of the Central Plains. The barbarian soldiers wear The clothes are all made of blue coarse cloth dyed in Shuzhong.