Chapter 304 Wanli Town

Wanli Town, located in Xuanpan County of the Western Qin Empire, is an unknown town.

Simplicity, this is the only highlight of this town and the only impression that this town gives to Li Feng.

After burying Zen Master Ciyun, Li Feng came to this place along the path. When he came in from the gate of the town, he let Li Feng know that this place was called Wanli Town.

Although Li Feng has read a lot of ancient books and is familiar with the names of various places, Li Feng does not know where this Wanli Town is located, so Li Feng does not know where he is, let alone how far away he is from the Central Plains of the Demon Realm.

"Sty buns! The hot steamed buns that just came out of the cage!" With a shout, Li Feng touched his belly and felt a little hungry.

Li Feng knows that this is his own illusion. For a monk in Jiedan, the feeling of hunger will hardly invade the brain, because the elixirs in the void can replenish energy for the monk's body when automatically absorbing the mysterious qi of heaven and earth, which will not make the monk feel hungry.

However, Li Feng still went to the steamed bun shop, because he felt that eating was a kind of enjoyment, not to fill his stomach. In addition, he did not eat at all during this period, which gave him a feeling of being out of the world.

Therefore, Li Feng stood in front of the steamed bun shop and ate a few steamed buns that had just come out of the cage, which was also a very beautiful thing.

"How many do you want, this master?" When the owner of the steamed bun shop saw Li Feng, he immediately narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, looking very good.

Now Li Feng looks like an ordinary person. The habit makes Li Feng involuntarily restrain his breath as a monk in Jiedanjing perfectly, and the white monk's robe also makes Li Feng look like an ascetic monk with hair.

"Ten meat buns." Li Feng said that the seductive fragrance made Li Feng swallow a mouthful of water involuntarily.

"Meat...meat buns?" The owner of the steamed bun shop was a little stupid. Looking at Li Feng, he carefully looked at Li Feng up and down, and said uncertainly, "Master, are you sure you want ten meat buns?"

"What? Is there a problem? Li Feng frowned. He had not thought that the monk's robe on his body would misunderstand that he was an ascetic.

"No...no." The owner of the steamed bun shop wiped the sweat from his forehead, quickly wrapped ten meat buns in a piece of paper, and handed them to Li Feng: "Master, your steamed buns."

Li Feng took the steamed buns and turned over. A silver ticket of one hundred taels appeared in Li Feng's hand and handed it to the owner of the steamed bun shop: "Don't look for it."

The owner of the steamed bun shop showed a surprised look and thought, this ascetic must be the legendary unscrupulous ascetic monk, right? However, for such a generous ascetic monk, the boss of the steamed bun shop is still more respectful.

Respectfully took a hundred taels of silver ticket from Li Feng. When he saw the denomination, the owner of the steamed bun shop trembles with excitement. This is a hundred taels of silver!

Li Feng turned around and left. The current money is not a valuable thing for him at all. The large amount of silver tickets left by Luo Cheng is enough for Li Feng to buy this town.

"Master, you... your silver ticket is fake." Suddenly, there was an intermittent and frightened voice from the owner of the steamed bun shop.

"Impossible." Li Feng turned around and looked at the owner of the steamed bun shop in a bad tone.

"Master, the silver number on this silver ticket is not from our Western Qin Empire! The silver ticket of the Eastern Tang Empire can't appear here, so this silver ticket is fake. The owner of the steamed bun shop looks a little ugly.

Li Feng frowned, looked at the owner of the steamed bun shop, and said, "Do you think this is the Western Qin Empire?"

"Yes, our Wanli Town belongs to Xuanpan County, a small town in the Western Qin Empire." The owner of the steamed bun shop wiped his sweat and said carefully.

Taking a deep breath, Li Feng was sure that the place where he was now was the Western Qin Empire.

"Boss, don't worry, I'm from the Eastern Tang Empire. This silver ticket is real." Li Feng laughed. Since he was in the Western Qin Empire, he didn't have to be afraid to chase and kill him.

"Master, you...you don't know, do you?" The owner of the steamed bun shop looked embarrassed and looked at Li Feng and said.

"What do you know?" Li Feng was a little confused and forgot to eat the steamed buns in his hand.

"Our Western Qin Empire and the Eastern Tang Empire are at war, so the silver tickets of the Eastern Tang Empire can't flow here." The owner of the steamed bun shop looked up at Li Feng and said softly. He immediately lowered his head, as if he was a little afraid of Li Feng.

"What?" Li Feng's voice was a little high. He grabbed the collar of the boss of the steamed bun shop and shouted, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"Master, I'll give you this steamed bun. I'm just a small steamed bun shop owner. How do I know what's going on!" The owner of the steamed bun shop is about to cry.

Li Feng let go of the hand that grabbed the owner of the steamed bun shop. Indeed, it is impossible for a small owner of the steamed bun shop to know anything.

Looking at the steamed buns in his hand, Li Feng smiled bitterly helplessly. Just now he thought that he was a rich man, but now he knew that he was a poor man who didn't even have a penny!

For the boss of the steamed bun shop, Li Feng has no intention of bullying him and not giving money, but on his body, except for a large number of silver bills that cannot be circulated in the Western Qin Empire, there are only some ancient jade and so on, which can't be used to offset the money of steamed buns.

"Boss, wait a minute." Li Feng paused for a moment, smiled at the corners of his mouth, said something to the owner of the steamed bun shop, and walked to the center of the street.

The secret of stealing words!

Li Feng saw a rich middle-aged man. Without any hesitation, the secret of stealing words began to work. A strange force stole a piece of silver from the middle-aged man's money bag, and the middle-aged man did not notice it at all, and did not even move his money bag.

Just kidding, if you steal a little silver, you will be found. Then Li Feng, the master of the eight gates, can also find a higher wall and jump down. You don't have to live.

When he came to the steamed bun shop, Li Feng turned his hand over, and the piece of silver that had just been stolen fell in front of the owner of the steamed bun shop, which made the owner of the steamed bun shop so shocked that his eyes were about to fall out.

"Don't look for it." Li Feng turned around and left, leaving the owner of the steamed bun shop who was at a loss for a long time.

Biting the greasy meat buns, Li Feng did not care about the surprised eyes of the people around him. After quickly beating the meat buns in his hand, he touched his belly and made a satisfactory sound.

"Look, that ascetic monk actually eats meat buns." In the crowd, the voice of discussion fell into Li Feng's ears, which made Li Feng a little suspicious. Why do these people call themselves masters?

Looking down, Li Feng couldn't help smiling bitterly. It turned out that what he was wearing was the old monk's robe. No wonder those people's eyes were so strange.

He shook his head and smiled. Li Feng went straight to the garment shop. Before he came to the garment shop, Li Feng did it again and stole a few pieces of silver to solve the problem of clothes.

After changing the eye-catching monk's robe, Li Feng breathed a sigh of relief. These days, it's better to keep a low profile. It's not a good thing to attract attention.

Walking on the street of Wanli Town, Li Feng seemed a little aimless. When he saw a restaurant, the wine worm in his stomach moved.

Thinking of the words of the boss of the steamed bun shop and the war between the Eastern Tang Empire and the Western Qin Empire, Li Feng felt that it was a very good thing to go in and drink some wine and inquire about the news.

He quickly walked into the restaurant, and Xiao Er arranged for Li Feng to come to the table by the window on the second floor.

Li Feng randomly ordered a few dishes and a few jars of wine, so he let Xiao Er go down and prepare.

It is indeed a good place to inquire about the news in the restaurant, but Li Feng is not very lucky, because there are very few people in the restaurant today, and no one talks about anything at all.

When the wine and vegetables came up, Li Feng began to wolf down, eating while looking at the scenery on the street.

Huh? Li Feng's eyes suddenly narrowed, because he saw a figure that made him very familiar. How could she appear in this place?