Interstellar Peak Glory

Not long after, Ling Feitong and Mo Jiahua came to Han's house.

Han Yaoming had already arrived at the door, and when he saw Ling Feitong, he greeted him with a smile on his face, and said expectantly: "Young Master Ling, you have returned with a full load so quickly, come in quickly, I want to celebrate for you."

Ling Feitong gave Han Yaoming a sideways look, and stood calmly at the door and said, "Oh, I'm afraid Zimucao won't be available. We didn't go deep into the hinterland at all. We just walked around and came back."

Han Yaoming's face immediately turned down, and he said in a bad tone: "Young Master Ling, Young Master Mo, since you two have agreed to my request, how can you go back on your word?"

Ling Feitong sneered, and said, "Han Yaoming, my young master and I haven't held you accountable for lying about the military situation and intentionally harming us. Instead, you've hit us hard."

Han Yaoming was startled, wondering if they had discovered anything, and immediately bluffed, saying: "Since you are incompetent, don't blame me, we have been using this map to find Zimucao, there will be absolutely no problem with the map. "

Ling Feitong glanced at Han Yaoming's face, and said, "Since that's the case, then we won't bother you, please ask Gao Ming."

With that said, Ling Feitong and Mo Jiahua turned around to leave.

Zhang Gui, who was standing inside, came out quickly, and said: "How can you two just leave? It's all a misunderstanding. I would also like to ask you to describe the situation at that time in detail. Knowing something counts, no one thinks too much news.”

Ling Feitong put on a embarrassed expression and looked at Mo Jiahua.

Mo Jiahua said calmly: "Since that's the case, it doesn't matter if we talk to them."

Ling Feitong frowned and said reluctantly: "Master, they are not sincere at all."

Mo Jiahua stood at the door and did not go in, and said with a blank expression: "Then you tell them, unless they show sincerity, otherwise let's go."

Ling Feitong blinked his eyes, and said to Zhang Gui: "Our young master said, you look like the kind of bad guy who doesn't treat people very sincerely, and he even suspects that there is no such magical thing as catalpa in your place. , you are all liars, deliberately lured us to die."

As soon as Ling Feitong's words fell, Han Yaoming suddenly had a bottom line.

Han Yaoming stood with his hands behind his back, straightened his chest, and said, "Of course we have Catalpa, otherwise we would never be recognized by everyone in Liangcheng."

Ling Feitong touched his chin, clicked his tongue, and said, "If you say there is, you really have it? We two outsiders know nothing about the situation here, so it is not impossible to be deceived by you. Unless you Let us see with our own eyes what Zimucao looks like, otherwise we will never believe your words rashly."

Ling Feitong changed the subject, with suspicion and questioning on his face, he said: "Could it be that you deliberately want to trick us into the valley, rely on those monsters, kill us, and then make a profit?"

Han Yaoming suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, he had the feeling that Ling Feitong had seen through him.

No, this is absolutely impossible, when they were talking, Ling Feitong was no longer there.

On the one hand, Han Yaoming was extremely guilty, and on the other hand, he was eager to lure Ling Feitong and Mo Jiahua into the mansion, so he said immediately: "I happen to have a catalpa hidden here, if you want to see it, come in with me to see it One glance."

Ling Feitong nodded, secretly winked at Mo Jiahua, and said, "Then let us take a look first."

Han Yaoming was so excited, he thought to himself, if you wait for you to come in, it will not be so easy to get out.

"However, I have a condition." Ling Feitong said: "I have a good relationship with your son, and I want your son to take out Zimucao in person."

Han Yaoming was taken aback for a moment, and immediately agreed.

Ling Feitong and Mo Jiahua followed Han Yaoming into this rather gloomy looking house.

When Mo Jiahua walked through the small garden, he glanced at the fences on both sides, and then looked away lightly.

The local aborigines did not know the imperial language, so Ling Feitong spoke to Megahua in the imperial language openly.

"Master, there are surveillance cameras on both sides, did you find out?" Ling Feitong said.

Mo Jiahua said lightly: "Moreover, there are not only monitoring, but also life forms with relatively strong spiritual power."

Ling Feitong smiled slightly and said: "It seems that they sincerely want to keep us as guests."

Mo Jiahua glanced at Ling Feitong and said, "It depends on their abilities."

Ling Feitong laughed.

Hearing the voice, Han Yaoming immediately turned his head and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Ling Feitong said calmly: "It's nothing, I just think that some people always like to do things beyond their control, which is really ridiculous."

Han Yaoming always felt that there was something in Ling Feitong's words, as if he was talking about him, but he really didn't know how to refute, so he could only smile awkwardly, and said along Ling Feitong's words: "You are right, there are such people .”

At this moment, Han Yaoming's son Han Shun came out with a box in his hand. This box looked very elegant, like an old object.

Han Shun held the box carefully and said, "Dad, what do you want me to do with the Zimucao?"

Han Yaoming glanced at Zimucao's box, and there was a blazing light in his eyes.

Ling Feitong almost couldn't spit it out. He could smell a stench through the box, which was filtered by the gas mask on his mouth.

There was an obvious disgusted expression on Mo Jiahua's face, and he was also disgusted and couldn't do it.

But Zhang Gui took a deep breath and said intoxicatedly: "It smells so good, this is the smell of catalpa, old Han, I didn't expect you to have such a good-looking catalpa hidden here!"

As he said that, Zhang Gui's eyes were almost red with jealousy.

Han Yaoming straightened his chest proudly, but he said modestly: "It's just so-so, if you can do things for Master Mingxi well, anyone can get this kind of catalpa tree that can prolong people's lives. Grass."

Ling Feitong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Master Mingxi, who is it?"

Han Yaoming immediately covered his mouth.

Han Shun looked at Han Yaoming in confusion, and asked in confusion, "Dad, who is Mingxi?"

Zhang Gui glared at Han Yaoming unhappily, and said, "You actually betrayed Master Mingxi just like that."

Han Yaoming also showed a remorseful expression, annoyed: "Hey, I think everyone here is my own, so there is no one to tell the truth."

Ling Feitong looked at Han Yaoming, who directed and acted himself, with a smile that was not a smile, and speculated about the purpose of acting in such a play for him.

Han Yaoming gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, as if he had made up his mind, raised his head and said solemnly to Ling Feitong and Mo Jiahua: "If you two were not my son's saviors, I, Han Yaoming, would definitely not let you know Master Xi."

"Oh?" Ling Feitong raised his eyebrows, expressing his interest, and said, "So, who is Master Mingxi?"

Han Yaoming sighed, looked in the direction of the Beast Valley, and said, "Actually, I did hide something from you before. In fact, deep in the Valley of the Beasts, the place where catalpa grass is planted is a land of owners. Mr. Mingxi lives there. Only Mr. Mingxi is not afraid of the Zerg who guards the catalpa grass, and also gives us the catalpa grass. But we want to be the servants of Mr. Mingxi and do something for him. "

Ling Feitong still couldn't stand the strong smell, so he took a few steps back, stood beside Mo Jiahua who had already walked away, and said, "Then, what did Master Mingxi ask you to do for him?"

Han Yaoming froze, smiled vainly, and said, "It's just to provide him with some fertilizer for raising grass every once in a while. As for the others, there's nothing else."

Ling Feitong asked: "Where did the fertilizer come from?"

Han Yaoming said: "It's just some people who are not worth mentioning around the village. As long as we send them down to find Zimucao, those people will naturally go in the direction of Lord Mingxi. The servants will leave those fertilizers there forever."

Ling Feitong hadn't made a statement yet, but Han Shun was taken aback, gasped, and asked incredulously, "Dad, why is there such a thing? Why don't I know anything?"

Zhang Gui raised his chin and said proudly: "Because you are not qualified enough, only the head of each family can know this kind of thing."

Han Shun seemed to be stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

Ling Feitong nodded, and said: "It seems that your Lord Mingxi is not a good thing to use living people as nourishment."

Han Yaoming's face darkened, and he said, "How dare you insult Master Mingxi like this, you must know that he is our lifesaver."

Ling Feitong sneered, and he was almost sure of the identity of Master Ming Xi.

"It's just a Zerg that can pretend to be a human. It's not a good thing at all. You have to treat him as a grandson."

"Zerg?" This time, Han Yaoming was also a little confused.

"Yes." Ling Feitong said: "I'm afraid the thing in your hands is not an antidote at all, but a poison that can control your mind and paralyze your nerves."

"I didn't expect that there are people in this world who know the secrets of the Zerg race." A strange voice came from behind, and Zheng Haizheng was standing behind a flower bed with his lips curled up, looking at Ling Feitong coldly.

Ling Feitong and him looked at each other with disgust in their eyes.

From far away, he could smell the rancid smell coming from Zheng Hai's body.

"Bugs that disgust Bala." Ling Feitong frowned.

Zheng Hai was taken aback for a moment, raised his pupils vigilantly, and said, "Who are you?"

He could see through his true identity at a glance, and the language he used just now was the language of Zerg!

Zheng Hai suddenly had a bad premonition.

Ling Feitong explained to Mo Jiahua who didn't understand anything with disgust: "Master, can you smell the dead body on his body?"

Mo Jiahua was so smoked that he couldn't stand it. Hearing this, he gave Ling Feitong a sideways glance, and said quickly: "Don't talk to me, I'm holding my breath."

Ling Feitong: "..."

Well, it's really embarrassing for His Royal Highness.

For Mo Jiahua, I am afraid that Zheng Hai's smell is almost comparable to biochemical weapons.

Ling Feitong decided to make a quick decision.

He said to Zheng Hai, whose face was cloudy and uncertain: "Since I can see that you are a Zerg, I naturally have the ability to kill you, so I am sorry, in order to prevent you from giving you a tip-off, I can only act first. .”

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