Chapter 234 The Four Ghosts of Beipi

Han Feng held a cup of tea, lazily enjoyed the afternoon sunshine of Qingyang Ancient Town, and slowly walked in alone. Han Feng's eyes were finally attracted by the man's noble momentum... He couldn't help but not be attracted by him, because he had never seen such a strange person...

A gorgeous young man's footsteps are as elegant as a handsome young man from the upper family of Wuyun City, smiling and showing a kind of elegance and reservedness. When he walks into this simple teahouse, he is like walking into the palace. His long elegant hair is tied into the most popular girl from the upper class of the Xuanhuang Dynasty, with rippling waves. His eyes glanced around, and then walked to Han Feng's table with elegant steps...

"Dare to ask my brother, can I sit here?"

The elegant young man bowed slightly to Han Feng, and a low and magnetic voice sounded. Looking sincerely at Han Feng, his eyes were like a friend he hadn't seen for many years. The accidental meeting made people feel good... Han Feng put down the cup in his hand, put away his lazy look, and smiled faintly, "Brother, please sit down." But he felt a sense of incongruity in his heart. How could this beautiful turbid prince come to this simple little teahouse...

The young man smiled and sat opposite Han Feng. At this time, Dr. Tea came over and smiled attentively: I don't know what kind of tea the prince uses? There are all kinds of tea in the shop..." The young man smiled and said, "What kind of good tea does the little brother have? Just come up, including this brother's tea..." Han Feng hurriedly said, "Brother, you and I meet each other. How can I use your money..."

The young man smiled friendlyly and said, "Well, there are brothers all over the world. Although you and I meet by chance, we are predestined. If you are polite..." Han Feng is also a cheerful person, so he will stop talking. When he was young, when the tea came, the young man reached out and picked up a cup of fragrant tea and took a sip. Han Feng saw that the young man's fingers were slender and beautiful, as white as warm jade...

"Good tea." The young man praised, "Brother, please." Han Feng took a sip and felt the fragrance on his lips and teeth. The taste was much better than the tea he just drank...

"I don't know what's going on with those exiles in Wuyun City now?" The teenager said softly.

"Oh, how do you know I came from Wuyun City?" Han Feng couldn't help asking strangely.

The teenager gently stroked the hair hanging in front of his forehead back, picked up the teacup and took a sip gently. He smiled and said, "Brother Tai is wearing linen-cut clothes. This kind of clothes can only be found in Wuyun City. The accent rises slightly, which is the accent of Wuyun City. Am I wrong? ..." Han Feng was shocked. What a subtle observation of this teenager...

The teenager became familiar with Han Feng. His words and behavior were elegant and exquisite. Between the talk, he knew almost everything about the geography, and Han Feng admired him in his heart... He had read a lot and traveled many places, but the young man talked about it, and the customs of various places were as seen. The color is as good as witnessing, and it is no worse than him...

Han Feng shouted in his heart that he had never met such a bosom friend for so many years, but somehow he always felt strange...

When the conversation was booming, the door of the teahouse suddenly opened and several people rushed in from the outside. The four men looked fierce, their faces were slanted, and their heads were messy. They glanced at the teahouse. People couldn't help lowering their heads and dared not look into each other's eyes...

"Little brother drinks tea." Han Feng looked up and strangely found that the teenager in front of him had disappeared. Just as he was about to get up and look for it, he suddenly felt someone behind him. He turned around and found that at some point, the teenager had lying behind him, with a body tightly contracted and let his broad back block him...

"Little brother, what's wrong with you?" Han Feng asked strangely and loudly. The teenager shook his hand anxiously and motioned him not to speak. But it was too late. Han Feng's questioning shocked several men, who rushed to Han Feng. The body is fast and powerful, and the tables and benches along the way have been smashed...

The teenager could no longer hide. He stood up, spit out his tongue at several strange men, made a grimace, turned into a breeze, suddenly circled and rushed out of the door... Several strange men also shouted and chased after him. With a "bang", the door of the teahouse turned into a hole, and the skylight outside projected in... ...

Seeing the strange men chasing the elegant teenager and go far away, the strange screams came from afar. Han Feng felt depressed and wanted to ask Xiao Er to settle accounts, but before he could speak, the angry boss rushed over, grabbed him and said angrily, "If you don't want to go, you must compensate me. The loss here..." Han Feng smiled bitterly and threw out a piece of silver without entanglement. The boss's face eased. The silver was enough to accompany his loss... Han Feng didn't say much. He turned around and walked out of the teahouse with a bitter smile in his heart. A few cups of simple tea cost him ten taels of silver. These silver Even if I drink a few jars of tea, I'm afraid it's not just a lot of bad luck in my heart...

Walking out of the teahouse, as soon as the cool breeze blew, Han Feng suddenly felt cool and felt a little strange. His heart moved and suddenly touched it in his arms, and the beard bag in his arms had disappeared...

The bitter smile on Han Feng's face froze on his face, and he was speechless for a long time. He squeezed out two words from his teeth: "Liar."

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This is the northern suburb of Qingyang Town, built on Beipi Mountain. The terrain is dangerous. There are countless ownerless and lonely graves in the four fields that I don't know when they have been. Monsters are rampant. Strange phenomena occur from time to time. No one has ever dared to go there... All kinds of people come and go here. It is the paradise of the city fox community rats, rich and noble people. The family doesn't come here to live, and only those poor people who have no choice but to come here or the outlaws with murders on their backs... Therefore, this place has become a deep pool of muddy water... Because many people have shed blood here, people call it Beipi Blood Street...

If anyone wants to ask who is the most frightening person on Beipi Blood Street, the people in Qingyang Town will definitely tell you that they are the four ghosts in Beipi. The four ghosts of Beipi were originally a few gangsters who grew up here to make a living here. At that time, they were not called the four ghosts of Beipi and did not enter the eyes of many people... They only lived by splashing, kidnapping, playing with their skins and sticking sticks to ask for some scattered silver, but one day the four gangsters that everyone hated suddenly disappeared, and the people here I didn't care much. I didn't think about it. A few years later, four gangsters suddenly returned to this Beipi Blood Street...

The four gangsters who appeared again are different from the past. The martial arts are scary, but what has not changed is that the virtues of the four people are even worse... Killing and arson, robbing men and women are almost all evil... Several people have become the overlords of this Beipi Blood Street, and the four gangsters have a ghost. The angry name - the four ghosts of Beipi. It has always been here, and even the Nangong family, the hegemon of Qingyang Town, has no choice but to occupy this Beipi Blood Street... Strangely, although the four ghosts of Beipi's martial arts skills are extremely high, they have never left Beipi Blood Street...

The night is deep. Today is the fifth day of May. The sky is gloomy and I can't see the moon. Only a few stars shine coldly in the sky... Unknown beasts howled sadly among the weeds and trees...

Saricious tall men are surrounding a slightly thin young man... Ghost-headed knives, mourning swords and other weapons are held in their hands, all surrounding him... The extremely cold breath permeates the air, permeated an invisible evil spirit...

"Thief boy, hand over something and leave you a whole body." A voice sounded, with a cold evil spirit. It was the zombie Qin man, the boss of the four ghosts in Beipi. The black on his face was deeper than the night. "The uncles were unaware of it for a moment, but they didn't expect to be exploited by you. You are still wandering here. Are you afraid that the uncles can't find you? Your uncles grew up here..."

"Cough, did the boss say too much?" Sangzhi, the hanging ghost beside him, coughed and chop off.

The young man surrounded by it is none other than him. If Han Feng sees it, he will be shocked. He is the noble young man who tastes tea and chatted with him during the day, but now the temperament of the young man is completely different from that of the day, and his expression becomes a little cunning...

The young man's eyes turned around and laughed, "What? I'm wronged. Don't blame good people for insulting the reputation of the four gods of Beipi..."

"The four ghosts in Beipi are the four ghosts. The old men know in their hearts that you don't want to run away. How many hearts do you have? The old men already know..." Qin Ren, the zombie, said.

The young man gave a thumbs up and said, "Master Qin is indeed a real person. He can see through his intentions at a glance. I really admire him..." Qin Ren, a zombie, smiled proudly... When he laughed enough, the young man said, "But I really didn't steal anything from you. If you talk nonsense, let Jia Ming It's so good..." The zombie Qin people couldn't help meditating when he saw the sincerity of what he said, and seemed to believe a little...

Lao Si, who had never spoken, suddenly said gloomily, "Big brother, don't believe this guy's words. He is cunning and doesn't know how to escape. We finally blocked this tricky boy. We absolutely can't let him go today..." The fourth of Beipi is a zombie ghost. Sima Guifu, people have always been sinister and full of tricks. Many bad things of the four ghosts in Beifu are his idea...

Zombie Qinren was originally a fierce and brainless guy. When he saw Sima Guifu talking like this, he turned his mind and said, "Yes, you... You have always been cunning, so how can you deceive me... If you pretend to be stupid with the old men, be careful that you are welcome..."

The young man laughed and said, "Gentlemen, I have indeed chatted with you, but you can't judge me as a thief based on this?"

The fourth Sima ghost suit of the four ghosts in Beipi suddenly laughed negatively, making people feel a cold wind blowing, and their hearts tremble...

"Ha, you try to get close to us. As long as we appear, there must be you, a total of 89 times... And many of the things you said about us were accidentally revealed by us. Under your careful consideration, you will definitely be able to find out..." Sima Guifu's triangular eyes stared at us. The young man in front of him did not miss the slightest change on the young man's face. His cyan face smiled and said, "I'm afraid your name is also fake, right?" Pseudonym..."

The young man's expression is extremely calm, and there is no change in the fierce eyes of Sima Guifu, as if the other party is saying something that has nothing to do with him...

He gently stamped two steps in the night and shouted, "I heard that although several uncles are strong in martial arts, they are trustworthy people and never wrong a good person. Moreover, Jia Ming, I have always admired the prestige of several uncles, so I thought about the dignity of the uncles, but I didn't expect to provoke myself like this. Big trouble... Alas, for my admiration for all of you..." The young man's expression was extremely wronged, as if he had been betrayed...

A voice suddenly sounded, like a male duck, quacking, but it was Liu Bi, the third drowned ghost of the four ghosts in Beipi. His look was full of grimness and said, "Don't act hypocritically here. I think there is only one way to prove your innocence..." Qin Ren, the zombie, turned his head and looked at Liu Bi and asked strangely, "What's the way?"

Li Bi, the drowned ghost, sucked his nose fiercely, glanced at several people, and said to the zombie Qin people and said, "Brother, for today's plan, we can only know whether something is on him by catching him and stripping him inch by inch... Humph, are you afraid that this guy won't tell the truth? ..." The words were extremely vicious, and the look on his face was extremely ferocious in the night... The hesitant look on the face of the zombie Qin people gradually became fierce... At this time, the voice of hanging the ghost Sangzhi suddenly came: "Bad boy, where can you escape?"

The two people who were talking turned their heads and looked at the field. I don't know when the swearing young man had lost his place...