Chapter 4 Pack Up

The road where Nie Feng is located is full of towering trees on both sides. Here, it is very suitable for ambush and robbery! However, generally speaking, the strength of those who walk these roads should not be underestimated.

He squatted here for about half an hour and saw the target.

The other party is a bald head, slightly thin. However, no one can ignore his eyes. It was a pair of twinkling eyes, and it was a cruel character at first glance.

What's more, his momentum is not lower than that of the King of the Capital.

"Hight!"

Nie Feng was a little excited and finally began to close the network. Stepping out, it blocked the way of the bald head. A string of sunlight shines on each other's cassadier through the dense woods, reflecting a light.

It's a little dazzling.

"Hmm?"

The bald frowned, and Nie Feng saw his anger and flashed through his eyes. The bald man shouted coldly, "Are you looking for death? Do you dare to come and think about me?"

Does he think Nie Feng is a robber?

Nie Feng sneered, stared at him, and said sarcastically, "Why can't I hit you? Who are you? Is it the king of heaven?"

Nie Feng said so, in fact, it is to reduce the vigilance of the bald head. Because Nie Feng knew that even if Marshal Xuanwu saw him for the first time, he could not know his exact strength.

Therefore, Nie Feng didn't mind and paralyzed the other party.

"The King of Heaven?"

Sure enough, when he heard Nie Feng's words, a trace of disdain appeared in the bald's eyes. He looked at Nie Feng coldly and said murderously, "Do you think that the only strong man in the world is the only king of heaven?"

Boom——

Just when his vigilance was lowered, Nie Feng did it. Without hesitation, taking a step forward, Nie Feng punched out. The lightning speed made the other party not react at all.

It was not until the punch hit him hard in the stomach that he let out a scream.

Nie Feng's power burst out, and he heard the other party snorting. Immediately, the bald head was blown out by a punch, breaking down countless towering trees.

For a moment, in the woods on both sides of the road, the rotten leaves were flying, and countless birds were scared to fly.

"You--"

The bald head finally realized that Nie Feng was a master. However, he had no chance to resist at all. Because at this moment, Nie Feng has rushed up again.

click!

Nie Feng reached out and grabbed the bald man's wrist. With a click, he crushed the bald man's wrist, making him scream. But it's not over yet. Almost at the same time, Nie Feng punched out again and hit the bald head's neck heavily.

With a bang, the force hit the bald neck like a heavy hammer. With a click, Nie Feng knew that the bald's neck had been broken. Of course, Nie Feng will not stop.

Boom, boom...

A series of fierce moves greeted the bald man, and the tragic cry was like killing a pig. Nie Feng's repeated blows made the bald head have no time to use his spells.

Pup!

Finally, Nie Feng stepped on his stomach and completely ended the battle. Looking at the bald head lying on the ground with no combat effectiveness at all, Nie Feng exhaled and said with a smile, "How's it going? Is it okay for me to rob you?"

"Woo-woo..."

The bald neck was broken by Nie Feng. However, he is not going to die. Therefore, his voice was buzzing, and he didn't know what he was talking about at all. This scene is very funny.

In fact, he was not so weak. However, Nie Feng is a sneak attack, and his strength is stronger than a bald head.

So, the overwhelming blow made him suffer inexplicably.

"It's rare to talk nonsense with you!"

Nie Feng smiled, grabbed him with one hand, and summoned out the furnace of faith with the other hand. He slapped and threw his bald head in. Let's not talk about anything else, torture him for a while.

"Ah--"

As expected, believing in the power of the furnace, even the four emperors of heaven can't stand it. The bald head with broken bones all over his body actually called the sound of 'ah' and the word Zhengqiang round, which is also difficult for him.

Nie Feng ignored him, took the faith furnace back to the mustard land, clapped his hands, and was ready to go back home.

This battle is over before it starts. The fluctuation is very small, and the King of Heaven will not have doubts at all. Therefore, Nie Feng doesn't need to do anything to cover up at all.

Kka...

Nie Feng stretched out and listened to the crackling sound from the bone joints. He was a little disappointed. After all, the battle just now was a complete close fight and did not show his strength.

It's not cool to play!

When it's time to be the king of heaven, you must have a good time.

Nie Feng thought about it and walked back. After a while, he returned to the inn. At the door, I saw the former Xiao Er. He looked anxious. When he saw Nie Feng, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank God."

Xiao Er came up with a relieved face and said to Nie Feng, "Mr. Guest, you are finally back. You were followed when you went out. Unfortunately, I can't remind you."

"Thank you for your time."

Nie Feng looked at him and had a good impression. This is the first person he met in Fanxing who he had a good impression on. Of course, except for spiritual people. He asked, "What's your name? Why are you a sophomore here?"

Nie Feng felt that this person came out of the mud without staining, and it seemed that he had some wisdom roots.

"My name is Xuan Zang. I'm an orphan. The shopkeeper picked me up by the river and took a nickname, Jiang Liuer. Later, when I grew up, I had a dream that someone called me Xuanzang, so I called myself Xuanzang.

Xuan Zang was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and looked very simple.

"Oh?" Nie Feng raised his eyebrows and was very surprised. He never thought that this Xuan Zang was so similar to the life of Tang Xuanzang, a talker. Suddenly, his heart moved and he smiled, "Is the person in the dream a woman?"

"Huh? How do you know?" Xuan Zang was surprised. He opened his eyes wide and asked Nie Feng.

"Haha--"

Nie Feng pulled him and let a few guests who were going out went upstairs and said with a smile, "I not only know it's a woman, but also a woman in white. She looks dignified, holding a willow white porcelain bottle!"

He is looking for Xuanzang to be happy. Of course, he still longs in his heart. That's the truth.

"This one?"

Xuan Zang's eyes were originally very wide open. However, when he heard the Yujing bottle, he shook his head and smiled, "What you get in the front is right, but there is something wrong with the back."

"What's wrong?" Hearing Xuan Zang's words, Nie Feng was even more curious. He talked nonsense and was actually 90% right.

Seeing that Nie Feng was very interested, Xuan Zang continued to say, "There is a white porcelain bottle, but it is broken. There are willows, but a very thick one, leaning on the back of the girl. The girl was covered in blood. Every time she dreamed of her, she said to me, 'There is something wrong with Xuanzang in the Pure Land. Buddha does not return for a day, and the pure land is restless for a day!'"

Speaking of this, Xuan Zang seems to be a little excited. He grabbed Nie Feng's sleeve - under normal circumstances, he didn't dare to grab Nie Feng's sleeve, shook it hard and said, "You don't know, every time I have this dream, I'm so sad. Looking at her slowly dying, looking at her wide eyes, looking at her face full of expectations, I can't do anything!"

As he spoke, he shook Nie Feng's hand hard and shouted out of control, "I can't do anything!"

"Shut up!"

Nie Feng's eyes turned red and a little crazy, and his face was full of tears. He quickly roared. It's not that he is angry, but only in this way can Xuanzang wake up.

Sure enough, after Nie Feng roared, Xuan Zang suddenly woke up.

"Ah--"

Xuan Zang looked at his hand that grabbed Nie Feng's sleeve, like an electric shock. He quickly let go, jumped up, and then quickly waved his hand: "I'm sorry, guest officer! I'm sorry, sir!"

He said twice in a row, and then explained to Nie Feng, "I have never told anyone about this dream. I don't know why I just saw you for the second time, so I'll tell you.

"Jiang Liuer--"

Just as Nie Feng was about to speak, the voice came from downstairs, which was the voice of the innkeeper. Hearing this, Xuanzang was excited all over. He quickly wiped the tears on his face, sorted it out, complained to Nie Feng, and ran down.

"Is this Xuan Zang a cicada?"

Nie Feng thought about it unrealistically, thought about it, and smiled. This idea made him laugh. First of all, who is the cicada?

That's the character in [Journey to the West], not the real one.

Then--

"No!"

Nie Feng was shocked and suddenly felt that his thinking was still not divorced from the past. He said to himself, " Even Qin Shihuang and I can travel through time. So why do you deny the existence of Tiancicadas at once?"

At the thought of this, Nie Feng felt that the world was wonderful.

Suppose that the cicada is real, and Xuan Zang is the reincarnation of the cicada. Then, the Pure Land is the legendary Leiyin Temple. Well, judging from Xuanzang's performance, the woman who dreamed should be the injured Guanyin.

As soon as it was pushed down, after the reincarnation of the cicada, the pure land was completely destroyed, and Guanyin was injured and was about to die.

Destroy the three views!

Nie Feng had to come to such a ridiculous conclusion, but he didn't want it to be a wrong conclusion. He hopes that this is true, at least, he has finally found something related to him in this world.

It has something to do with that era!

Ying Zheng doesn't count. Sooner or later, he will duel with Nie Feng. He has no sense of intimacy!

Nie Feng thought for a moment and decided to wait for the evening to take Xuanzang away. Anyway, his destination is the Pure Land, and it's just one more person with Xuanzang.

At least, he is also a good person who comes out of mud.

"Well, that's it!"

Nie Feng made a decision and remembered the bald head again. Oh, he patted his head. He almost forgot this guy. After talking to Xuan Zang for so long, it's hard to say whether the bald head is dead or alive.

shua——

Nie Feng turned his mind and hurried into the land of mustard seeds. As soon as he came in, he heard the weak cry of the bald head. He said in his heart that it was okay. Nie Feng pointed a little and took the bald head out of the belief furnace.

"Brother, uncle, I'm wrong. Am I wrong?"

As soon as the bald head was released, he lay on the ground and said loudly. When Nie Feng looked at him, he knew that his body had fully recovered, but a permanent scar had been left in his heart.

Looking at him kowtowed and begging for mercy, Nie Feng was also happy.

"Are you going to rob or kill people?" The bald head almost began to suffer a little. "Did me here and almost died." This is all I have. Here you are, I give them all!"

"Hey hey!"

Nie Feng smiled dryly and looked at the bald head. Obviously, he was scared enough and had a lot of complaints. However, he didn't want to rob. Thinking of this, he immediately sterned and shouted coldly, "Bug, how dare you talk to me like this?"

When Nie Feng said this, he was so scared that his bald head trembling.

Without waiting for the bald head to reply, Nie Feng continued to shout, "Listen, I'm not a low-level robber!" I don't like this little thing! I'm going to ask you, have you heard of the Pure Land compass?

"Pure Land Holy Plate?"

The bald head knelt on the ground, trembling all over, and asked, "Sir, you're talking about the holy plate of the Pure Land! That thing is priceless. How can the most important thing of Sanskrit be on me?

His words were as out of control: "As early as hundreds of years ago, a group of people came in from the outside world and stole the holy plate of the Pure Land and killed the last King of Brahma. Since then, the holy plate of the Pure Land has been hidden by the current King of Brahma! It's useless for you to scratch us!"

"That's it!"

Nie Feng is slightly disappointed, but there is some truth in thinking about it. It's just that he underestimated the importance of the pure land compass and thought it was some kind of stall. It seems that he has to go to see the King of Brahma for a while, he muttered in his heart.