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Soon, at Ling Feng's urging, a table of wine and food was served.

Although it was already night, there was still food to eat.

After the two of them had eaten and drank, they returned to the room.

Apparently, Ling Feng and Sikong Zhaixing should be sleeping together tonight.

The next day, when Ling Feng woke up, he found Sikong Zhaixing standing by the window with a solemn expression.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at the expression on Sikong Zhaixing's face, Ling Feng asked in confusion.

Could it be that Sikong Zhaixing woke up and figured out that the Sword of Eternal Life was not that easy to steal, and wanted to give up the idea of ​​stealing the Sword of Eternal Life?

If Sikong Zhaixing really had this idea, Ling Feng would definitely applaud him.

"This morning, at least ten masters came here."

Sikong Zhaixing said with a solemn expression.

Because Sikong Zhaixing was the most outstanding Qinggong master in the world, he was naturally able to detect something strange.

"Ten? Are you sure you got it right?"

Lingfeng felt that Sikong Zhaixing was joking.

Experts are like cabbage, popping up all at once.

And it seems that Sikong Zhaixing has not given up the idea of ​​stealing the Sword of Immortality.

"Come here, look at that man."

Seeing Ling Feng's disbelief, Sikong Zhaixing spoke up.

After listening to his words, Lingfeng walked to Sikong Zhaixing's side doubtfully.

The two of them lived in a room on the left side of the small building, so they could see the scenery outside the house.

Outside the small building is a very narrow street.

Standing here, Sikong Zhaixing and Ling Feng could see most of the scenery outside.

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Chapter 187 Many Masters (Additional Updates)

"Have you seen that person?"

Sikong Zhaixing raised his arm and pointed to a place.

Ling Feng looked along where Sikong Zhaixing was pointing.

I saw a hunchback wearing a felt hat and a torn cotton robe sitting there dozing off.

"Is he the master you call him?"

Ling Feng smiled and asked aloud.

"Do you think he's really just a hunchback?"

Sikong Zhaixing looked at Ling Feng beside him and said with a smile.

"if not?"

Ling Feng asked rhetorically.

"Two strands of red hair were exposed from under his felt hat."

Sikong Zhaixing said slowly.

"Red hair?"

Ling Feng searched for the red-haired master in his mind.

But he really didn't know any master with red hair.

"Hedong Chifa."

Seeing that Ling Feng still looked confused, Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help but said aloud.

"Oh, I don't know him."

Ling Feng said pretending to be surprised.

Although he didn't know who Hedong Chifa was, but now that Sikong Zhaixing said he was a master, he must be a master.

Ling Feng would not doubt the eyes of the King of Thieves.

If the King of Thieves' eyes don't work, how can he still steal?

"Look at that person again."

Sikong Zhaixing pointed at another person.

The man was under a tree in the alley.

There was a small cart beside him, and the cart was filled with lotus root starch.

This is obviously a lotus root starch vendor.

"Who is he?"

At this moment, Ling Feng felt like he was having a cross talk with Sikong Zhaixing.

Sikong Zhaixing is a teaser, but he is the one who flatters the eyes.

"Does Zhao Yidao of Taihang Mountain know?"

Sikong Zhaixing asked Ling Feng.

But Ling Feng still shook his head, saying that he had never heard of Zhao Yidao's name.

"Zhao Yidao is good at wielding a sharp sword. It is said that the person is dead before his sword falls. Do you think he is a master?"

Sikong Zhaixing began to explain Zhao Yidao's achievements to Ling Feng.

"In that case, his sword is indeed very fast. But I think he can stop being a gangster and just switch to selling lotus root starch."

Ling Feng looked in the direction of Zhao Yidao and said slowly.

At this time, a policeman wearing a red tassel hat walked to Zhao Yidao's car and bought a bowl of lotus root starch to eat.

It was after seeing this scene that Ling Feng asked Zhao Yidao to sell lotus root powder.

"I think so too, but the person who buys lotus root starch is not a good person."

Sikong Zhaixing nodded his head and echoed.

"That detective is also a master? Could it be that he is from Liumen?"

In this arena, since he was a master and a fast-tracker, Ling Feng could only think of the official organization of the Six Gates.

"He is a fake detective, his name is White Horse Zhang San."

Sikong Zhaixing revealed his identity in one breath.

"How do you know so clearly?"

Ling Feng was a little confused, why when he woke up, it seemed that he was not an old martial artist, but a rookie who had just stepped out of the profession.

"I just saw him coming on a white horse, and the only master riding a white horse is Zhang San."

Sikong Zhaixing answered Ling Feng.

As the King of Thieves, Sikong Zhaixing naturally recognizes most of the famous people in the world, but they are only famous people.

And Ling Feng, the Lang monk, can be remembered by Sikong Zhaixing, which means that he is also a famous person.

"Well, now Hedong Chifa, Taihang Zhao Yidao, Baima Zhang San, plus Fang Longxiang and Bai Yujing, obviously something big will happen, so you still want to continue to steal the Sword of Immortality?"

Ling Feng said slowly.

“It’s easier to fish in troubled waters when there are more people.”

Sikong Zhaixing said confidently.

Originally, he had given up hope of stealing the Sword of Immortality last night, but now that he saw so many people coming, he could fish in troubled waters.

Even if the water is clear by then, Sikong Zhaixing is sure to muddy the water.

"Let's go down and eat. Only when we are full will we have the strength to work."

Sikong Zhaixing looked at Ling Feng beside him with a smile.

"Okay, you go outside and wait while I wash up."

Lingfeng waited until Sikong Zhaixing walked out of the room, then closed the door directly.

After a while, Ling Feng walked out of the room.

"You are actually a handsome monk, no wonder you are called Monk Lang."

Sikong Zhaixing looked at Ling Feng and said with a smile.

At this time, Ling Feng took a good shower and washed away all the beard and dust on his face, revealing his original appearance.

Because Ling Feng had been being hunted before, he was not in the mood to look at his appearance.

But now that Ling Feng has the power to protect himself, he will naturally pay attention to his appearance.

So the handsome monk from before came back.

"Let's go."

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he followed directly behind Sikong Zhaixing.

When the two of them went downstairs, they found that many people were already sitting in the inn.

"Waiter, serve the wine."

Sikong Zhaixing and Ling Feng walked to a table, sat down, and said to the waiter.

Soon, all the food and drinks were served, and Ling Feng and Sikong Zhaixing began to eat.

Wait until the two of them are halfway through eating.

A burst of crying interrupted the two of them from eating.

This cry is like a cuckoo crying for blood, so sad.

Ling Feng and Sikong Zhaixing turned around to look at each other.

I saw a coffin placed in a small courtyard not far away.

Beside the coffin were a white-haired old woman and a child of thirteen or fourteen.

The two were lying on the coffin and crying.

"It's a bit unlucky."

Sikong Zhaixing looked at the coffin in the yard and whispered.

"really."

Ling Feng nodded his head.

After all, the crying of the old and the young has seriously affected others.

"Monk Lang, aren't you a monk? Why don't you read some scriptures to him?"

Sikong Zhaixing glanced at Ling Feng beside him and said with a smile.

"No, it's not like someone went there."

Ling Feng raised his chin and said slowly.

I saw two monks standing next to the coffin in the courtyard, chanting sutras quietly.

After a while, the two monks finished reciting sutras and performed rituals.

The two of them glanced at Ling Feng, who was also a monk, and then sat down in the inn and prepared to eat.