Chapter 336 Costume Hunter

"After the fire, Jin Meiling was in the hands of Mei Lanyue, and Guanyin Stone was in the hands of chasing the moon. Later, chasing the moon gave me Guanyin stone as a token, while Jin Meiling was in Ye Xuanji's hand. I also struggled to get it, but there was nothing I could do. Feng Junyang said.

"The only way is to get Jin Mei's order?" Mr. Butterfly said, "Is there no other way?"

"Don't look at a small gold medal. It is cleverly designed and delicate, and contains a lot of content. I thought about asking a skilled craftsman to make it exactly the same, but Mei Yixian said that Jinmei Ling and Guanyin Stone are the same in the world. Especially Jin Meiling, the structure in it is very complicated..." Feng Junyang said helplessly, "Don't think of other ways. Jin Meiling is not replicable. The only way is to get Jin Meiling from Ye Xuanji's hand."

"Is there really no other way?" Mr. Butterfly said unwillingly, "If you want to take the Jinmei order, it will definitely disturb Ye Xuanji. I just want to enter Jinmei Villa without Ye Xuanji's knowledge. Isn't there any other way?"

The two of them discussed as they walked, unaware that the sky had begun to light up.

"I didn't expect that we had discussed it all night, and there was no good way to get Jin Meiling." Mr. Butterfly said helplessly, "I'm leaving. I have to go back before dawn, otherwise, I will be exposed. I walked in the sun and was safe, and they would definitely doubt me..." Feng Junyang suddenly understood the difficulties of Mr. Butterfly. On the one hand, he wanted to keep in touch with himself and cover up his identity. He was a human, but he was a "ghost" in the night.

What's the difference between them? It's like walking on a tightrope at a height of 1,000 meters. If you are not careful, you will fall down and fall to pieces.

"Two miles forward, there is a hut built by hunters, which contains dry food and clothes you want to disguise." Mr. Butterfly hurriedly said, "You must pay attention to concealment and don't be too swaggering. After finishing the matter, you can wait for me in that shack.

"But this area is too close to Baihua Valley..." Feng Junyang said worriedly. It is precisely because it is too close to Baihua Valley that other people will not rush in. Besides, you are just caught chasing the moon, and the worst thing is to blame you. It's much better than being life-threatening outside. The most dangerous place is the safest..."

Mr. Butterfly drifted away, and Feng Junyang did not stay much. He hurried on his way and walked almost two miles. Under the towering trees beside the road, there was indeed a dilapidated shack.

The shack is very wet and scattered, but there is food and water, as well as a set of hunter's clothes and a cowhide hat. Is this the clothes Mr. Butterfly gave him to disguise?

He thought about it, it was indeed much more convenient to act as a hunter... He hurriedly put on the suit. When he put on the hat, he couldn't help but look up and down his whole body. Mr. Butterfly's idea was so good! He picked up the dirty package in one hand, with animal bones and fur hanging on it, and drinking water with dry food in the other hand. He was like a hunter who was going to go to the market for business.

All the way was unimpeded. When I passed by several seemingly rich homes, some people actually came out to ask him if he had any fresh game. He only said that today was a special trip to send something to a friend, and the fresh game could not be brought back tomorrow. Those who asked expressed regret, saying that the forest is not clean now, and it is becoming more and more difficult to eat things in the mountains. He knew that what they said was uncleanness meant the presence of vampires in the forest.

He walked around the market in horse boots, and people came and went. His intuition told him that Ma Ben sent many people here, and these people were not good masters. On the surface, they deal with the vendors on the stall and negotiate the price, but they are tall, sharp-sighted, cold and murderous, and closely watching the movements of pedestrians around them, especially the well-dressed people. They will not let them go and look at them.

But they really didn't notice the dirty and smelly hunter. Feng Junyang's gentle and elegant temperament was completely covered by this rough and savage clothes.

He arrived at a freight location, which Mr. Butterfly told him in advance. It was unusually remote, as if the business was not very good. Few people patronized it. Feng Junyang chewed a bite of dry cake and shouted at the counter, "Send something!"

After a long time, a person climbed out from behind the counter, with sleepy eyes, and replied lazily: "No living things, no dead things... no arms... no smoke..."

"Come on! I'm just sending some fur to my friend. Is this fur a dead thing? He shook the big tiger skin on his hand and asked.

A question made the shopkeeper stunned: "This...this...I really haven't met it."

"This is what I've dealt with. It won't rot or stink." Feng Junyang smiled and said, "My friend also took it as clothes, just as sending a few clothes."

"That's okay, okay... When will you arrive? Fast or slow?" The shopkeeper nodded and agreed.

"I won't look for you if I'm slow..." With that, he took out a few silver tickets from his body and pressed them on the counter and slowly sent them to the shopkeeper. Inadvertently said, "My friend is a person with a face. What he wants must be rushed. Whether you are transported by land or by air, you must deliver them tomorrow morning... ..."

The shopkeeper was already dumbfounded when he saw the silver ticket at the same price that day. It is estimated that he has not encountered such a big deal for most of his life. As the saying goes, when he sees money, how can he care about anything else?

"If you don't ask me where to send it, you are in a hurry to collect the money?" Feng Junyang said with a smile.

"Grandpa, where are you sending it?" The shopkeeper asked like waking up from a dream, but he still grabbed the silver ticket.

"Ziyang City." Feng Junyang said in a low voice.

"Sung... I'll arrive early tomorrow morning." The shopkeeper was finally relieved. Ziyang City will arrive with a whip tonight. Do you still need a train or plane?

Is this young hunter confused? Give such a large sum of money, but do such an easy deal?

"Give me that box, I'm going to pack it." Feng Junyang ordered the stupid shopkeeper. If you don't bother, we'll install it for you."

"You are clumsy, don't break these furs. Besides, I should pretend to be more relieved. I want to make a mark. If I get there, the things in it have been moved by you and changed... Don't open your store! Let me tell you, I will call my friend to inform him where the mark on the box is. As soon as I arrive at him tomorrow, if the mark is gone, you will die! Don't think I'm confused. I give you so much money. I want you to keep this thing well!"

The shopkeeper was too scared to speak. It turned out that the young man was not confused, but in his eyes, why did he focus on such a small shop with no business? You think it's strange, right? Feng Junyang guessed his mind. He smiled and said, "Other businesses are good. Things are piled up in mountains. My boxes are pressed by mountains. When it comes to my friend's place, I'm afraid that they have been soaked or shaped and damaged. Therefore, I'm looking for a small shop like you. You have little business, so you should be more careful. ."

"It is said! That's right! Don't worry, we must be careful to treat your things like a box of gold and silver treasures. Only then did the shopkeeper realize that the young hunter was very good!

"Wrong! To be clear, my thing is actually worthless.

"It's worthless... Then you pay such a high price..."

"My friend and I are friends of life and death. What he wants, straw is also gold and silver treasure, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand! Friends are as precious as gold. Uncle, you are really an affectionate person..." The shopkeeper nodded and bowed his head to praise.

Feng Junyang sealed the box in front of the shopkeeper, and he made several marks on the box carefully. Then he wrote down the address of Fengwu in Ziyang City. He explained the stupid shopkeeper again, and then whistled and went away.