The villain is a disaster [Rebirth]

The pork seller was still hawking before, a Feng Chiling stopped in front of his stall, and blurted out just one sentence.

Feng Chiling paused, and asked him, "Do you think I'm here to buy pork?"

Hearing this, the pork salesman squeezed his chin, took a closer look at his attire, moved his eyes back and forth on his body, and finally settled his gaze on the mask with the plum blossom pattern, clapped his hands and said, "I see This son has a noble temperament, so he must be a cultivator. Although I admire people who cultivate immortals, I still want to advise you, don't wear a mask here, it's too suspicious!"

As he was talking, the boss gradually lowered his voice: "The emperor retreats all year round, and the political affairs of the court are generally handled by the empress. But our empress is cautious and can't tolerate sand in his eyes. I was frightened, and now the city is fully looking for you. If you dress like this, you will not be considered a murderer or an accomplice. Before anyone in the imperial city sees you, as long as you are not too ugly, It’s unbearable, just take it off.”

Feng Chiling pondered for a moment, then asked: "What's the name of the prince?"

"You don't even know the prince's name!?" The pork seller was surprised and suspicious, "No way..."

What surprised him was that this person didn't even know the name of the current crown prince; what he suspected was that a group of cultivators came here not long ago, and they were very familiar with the situation here, and they thought this person should be one of them Ordered.

But now it seems that there are two groups of people?

The boss gave Feng Chiling a meaningful glance, thinking he was right.

Whether it's the tone of voice or the taste of clothes, they are completely different, and they don't look like the same group.

That group of young cultivators were probably influenced by the elders in their sect, and this can be seen from the old man who is the leader, both in his demeanor and in his walking posture, he is too serious and reserved.

This group of people held long swords and walked on the road with their heads held high. They were very solemn, full of momentum, and they were serious, as if they were trying to lift someone's head.

But this person is different, the word solemn and serious has nothing to do with this person.

After a while, the boss tentatively said, "You should know what the prince's surname is today."

Feng Chiling hesitated for a moment in silence, then replied: "Jing."

"Hey, you're not too ignorant." The pork seller suddenly nodded with relief, and said, "The current prince's surname is Jing, and his name is Siyuan. Although he is only a teenager, he is also a high-spirited, open-minded man. Prince Xian! In terms of the literature and ink held in his stomach and the consideration of the people, I don’t think he must be inferior to the previous prince.”

No matter how bad his memory was, how could he forget a surname that had enmity with him in his previous life?

Feng Chiling said: "Since you are so virtuous, why are you being targeted for no reason? I'm afraid that something provoked the other party."

The pork seller waved his hand and said: "The demon cultivator does all kinds of evil, and the crime is extremely heinous. I don't see that our prince is so good, and he is afraid that he will pose a threat to them in the future, so he came to assassinate him. He wanted to disintegrate the power of our imperial city of Dongyu Kingdom and disrupt the situation. People's hearts!"

Feng Chiling said: "Why do you conclude that it was the work of the demon cultivator?"

The pork seller raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not me who said it, it was Mr. Shen who said it. Since he said it was done by Moxiu, it must be."

"Mr. Shen?" Feng Chiling paused, and then asked a series of questions, "Who? What identity? Where are you now?"

"Why don't you know anything, Shen Ye knows Mr. Shen, but he is... oh my guest, come to buy pork, how many catties do you want to buy?" The pork seller was halfway through talking, and suddenly there was a business , I didn't bother to chat with him any more, and impatiently waved my hands, "Come on, let's go, you can ask someone else, I'm busy, so it's not convenient to answer the young master."

Seeing these big and thick pork sellers praise their pork so much that they can do anything in front of other customers, as if eating it would make them immortal, Feng Chiling held his chin and hesitated for a while.

...Why don't you buy two catties and let that boy Wuyou take care of it?

In these years, apart from Shangguan Yun who only knows how to eat, drink, and sleep on Xuankun Mountain, Master Luo Xiao is also quite optimistic about Jing Wuyou's dishes, and once praised him for being outstanding in all aspects.

For example, good handwriting, good painting, good arrow shooting, good cooking, good face...

Ha ha, obviously just a stinky brat.

Feng Chiling didn't pay much attention to this kind of ordinary dishes at first, thinking that it's not like she hasn't tasted it before, at most, Jing Wuyou's cooking is better, what else can she do?Could it be possible to ascend to immortality?

Bigu has been established for hundreds of years, and it has long been used to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon for its own use. Why do you have to eat this kind of food cooked in the oil pan every day like ordinary people? Wouldn’t it be better to spend more time on cultivation? Okay?

He held this idea for a year or two, but it was shattered in the third year.

Maybe it was because he was sitting in the corner reading a book all by himself, seeing the master and his juniors eating so happily, so he felt strange.

It's not that he was abused and had no food to eat, so why should they be able to have a happy meal while he was here listening to that idiot Shangguan Yun chewing his food?

Coupled with the instigation of Luo Xiao and Jing Wuyou, in the end, Feng Chiling really moved his chopsticks like a ghost.Not to mention anything else, at least there was not a single grain left in that meal.

On the surface, he always said that Jing Wuyou's cooking was so-so, nothing special, but in his heart he was already praising him to death: Yes, Luo Xiao would like to eat the dishes made by this little devil. Not without reason.Very good, full of color, fragrance, and food for a chef. I will sneak down the mountain to steal a few catties of vegetables for him another day, and taste them.

Thinking of this, Feng Chiling couldn't help but folded his arms and nodded, as if this matter was worthy of his pride.

But at this moment, his shoulder was suddenly bumped by a person behind him, and before Feng Chiling could recover from his thoughts, he heard a heart-piercing cry.

"Ah—I'm going to die, my arm is dislocated! The bone may be cracked too, I'll go and go, it hurts so much! My God, I can't move! It hurts more than beheading!? Life is worse than death! I Damn, the pain is crazy, the pain is crazy! Lose money soon!! If I don’t pay, I will die!! Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!! Big brother, brother, dear Dad, do me a favor, save me!!"

This is not an ordinary touch of porcelain, it is obvious that he has practiced his hands, and he cried so much that his relatives did not recognize him, which ruined his three views.

The strange thing is that even though they shouted so loudly, the passers-by walking around at most just glanced at it, and then continued on their way without being surprised.

Feng Chiling tilted her head slightly, folded her arms and looked coldly at the flamboyant young man in front of her.

The man was about the same size as himself, and he should be in his early 20s. He was dressed in a rather ragged gray cloth, his black hair was tied up with a gray-blue headband, and he was wearing a pair of patched rag shoes.

He was indeed dressed like a poor boy, but his face was white and clean, his almond eyes were as round as grapes, and his facial features were quite erect.

Overall, his appearance is not particularly good-looking, but he is also very good-looking. After a good rectification, he looks like a son of a family born with a golden spoon in his mouth, with a romantic nature.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, as if he wasn't the one who was touched, this flamboyant young man changed his face as soon as he said it, suddenly straightened up his back normally, closed his eyes and coughed, walked up to Feng Chiling embarrassingly, and whispered: "Young master, you should be a foreigner."

Feng Chiling didn't speak, just moved slightly, and the man reacted immediately, patted him on the back like a slap, and said cheerfully: "Then you must have never heard of my name, I The surname is Xiao, and the single name is a word. He is a well-known overlord in the city, known as "Nanyang Yiciba", as long as I want to touch porcelain, they have to take out their wallets and pay obediently."

Feng Chiling didn't speak, a mask was facing him directly.

Xiao Ran was not impatient with the other party's indifference. Instead, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and he put one hand on Feng Chiling's shoulder, raised the other hand, and counted to him: "Tian's killer I have touched porcelain with the pig butcher and paid me ten catties of pork; I have touched porcelain with the rich lady of the Yang family and gave me dozens of gold and silver jewelry; Rouge gouache, and a five-year-old child from outside I have touched porcelain before, and gave me three candies, and..."

"enough."

Xiao Ran stopped when he heard that, and said to him with a smile: "Oh, you finally spoke. If I hadn't been watching you for a long time from the moment you entered the city gate, I almost suspected that you were dumb."

Feng Chiling said coldly: "Take your hand away."

"Oh, don't be so indifferent." Xiao Ran said so, but took his hand away as he said, raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Chiling, and then said, "Let me see what is valuable on you... this jade crown is That’s right, it’s inlaid with high-quality spirit stones, and it’s worth a lot of money at first glance. Hey, this mask doesn’t seem to be an ordinary mask, it looks like it’s made of ancient jade, isn’t it too heavy to wear on the face? In fact, your face has been deformed by the pressure hahahahahahahaha, so you dare to wear it at the risk of being suspected by others hahahahahahahaha."

Feng Chiling rolled her eyes in the bottom of her heart in annoyance. He didn't have the heart to deal with this kind of provocation for no reason. He turned his head and was about to leave, but was stopped by Li Ran with his arms wide open. He only listened to the other party's rascal Said: "You can leave, but you must leave some valuable things. I heard your voice, and I think you should be young. You are not a few years older than me. Maybe you can make friends."

"I'm very polite to my friends. If you want to know some news and what help you want from me, just say it, there is no second word!"

"Oh?" Feng Chiling asked awkwardly, "What do you know?"

Xiao Ran raised his head and patted his chest, confidently said: "As long as it happened in Nanyang City, I know it all. Don't look at me as sloppy, in fact, I am also a well-informed Bai Xiao besides being famous for touching porcelain. Unexpectedly, which small family gave birth to a second baby, and then saw the father and other women being caught and raped by the mother in bed, I know all about it... Do you just want to ask this?"