LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 63 - The movement in that door
Yi Feng was messy in the wind.
What is this about?
Wu Yonghong’s four old men said there was something wrong, and hurried away, leaving a lot of junk in front of his counter!
Say, part of it is what he ordered just now, and the other part is the money from the last time?
However, what kind of money are you really giving?
Yi Feng is really speechless!
These **** are really unsightly.
A pair of boots, which look similar to rain boots; an umbrella, shabby and worn out, with all kinds of confusing patterns printed on it by ghosts; there are also some incomprehensible rubbish…
That’s it!
It is estimated that the old man Wu was really incapable of giving money to that rake, and he felt sorry for it, so he used these **** things at home to pay off his debts.
Fortunately, Yi Feng is no longer short of money.
Seriously speaking, these rain boots and umbrella are also useful to him. One day when it rains, put on the rain boots and put on this broken umbrella to go out and order a little wine, it is quite in place!
“Ow!”
At this moment, the dog made a groaning sound.
Yi Feng glanced at it and ignored it.
But Ao Qing still kept wailing. This is his instinct as a monster, especially when he encounters fearful things.
At this moment, his eyes were fixed on a small door behind Yi Feng.
He has been here for so long, but he has never taken this small door to heart. Usually, he has never entered it, and he rarely sees Yi Feng enter. He thought it was a utility room, but now he does not feel that way. .
He always felt that there was something hidden inside.
Because I could vaguely feel it, there was a deep and terrifying aura from time to time.
But what reassured him a little was that Yi Feng was lying on the reclining chair as always, but he didn’t care about the aura inside the small door.
But he was still curious, what was hidden inside?
…
Baofeng Chamber of Commerce.
Yin Xiong specially sent someone to invite Luo Lanxue.
“Ahem, niece, the annual poetry conference will be held in Pingjiang City. All the poetry and literature masters in the city will be invited to the conference. The supreme treasure of Mr. is so popular, I am going to invite Mr. to attend. , but because of the status of Mr., I may not pay attention, do you see?”
heard.
Luo Lanxue fell into contemplation.
Then he said: “Mr. bowing down has two points with Pingjiang City. While setting up a big situation, he is also comprehending the life of mortals.”
“What do you have, as long as it doesn’t destroy the overall situation of Mr., and does not affect the original intention of Mr. comprehend the life of mortals, there should be no problem.”
“It is easy to solve this without affecting the original intention of Mr. to join the mortal. When contacting with Mr., everything should be from the perspective of a mortal.” Yin Xiong frowned and said: “But, what is the overall situation that Mr. has arranged?”
Hearing this, Luo Lanxue couldn’t help but smiled bitterly and said softly: “The overall situation arranged by Mr. is something that you and I can speculate about, in short, everything is cautious and careful, but a poetry conference is also attended by some mortals, since you have the heart. If you invite Mr., then you can directly invite, if Mr. wants to, he will go.”
“Ok.”
Yin Xiong nodded and said solemnly, “niece, I probably understand what you mean.”
After negotiating with Luo Lanxue, Yin Xiong personally went to the martial arts hall and delivered an invitation to Yi Feng at the same time.
Lying on the reclining chair, Yi Feng looked at the invitation in his hand.
Either way.
If you are idle, you are idle, why don’t you go and have a look.
He would like to see whether it is the cultural knowledge of this other world that is deeper, or whether his 5,000-year-old Yanhuang heritage is stronger.
…
“A poetry conference?”
In a courtyard, Yao Ling’er raised her eyebrows slightly when she saw the news in her hand.
Through a series of methods these days, she roughly inquired about the usual living conditions of this mysterious young man.
She affirmed.
This is a peerless master who stepped into the mundane world and comprehends life.
Since it is a poetry conference for mortals, this is a rare opportunity for her.
…
“Daughter, my father has something to tell you today.”
In another luxurious courtyard, Mao Lin looked at his daughter Mao Yun’er and said earnestly, “Daughter, let me ask you, what do you think of this author of Dream of Red Mansions and Supreme Treasure?”
“Father, what do you mean by asking this?”
Mao Yun’er said softly, and while she was speaking, her pretty face was filled with blush.
“To be honest, because of this supreme treasure, the chamber of commerce is likely to lose the first chance in the competition for the first chamber of commerce, so for your father, let you have a good relationship with that Yi Feng, even, even…”
Speaking of this, Mao Lin blushed with an old face, and he was really speechless.
He never imagined that a country man would actually let him come this far.
“Father, I know what you mean, I will work hard…” Mao Lin’s meaning was already obvious, however, Mao Yun’er seemed to have no other opinion on Mao Lin’s thoughts.