Talk about the world of mortals in detail

Although the man in front of him did not carry a weapon, he looked like a man from the martial arts world in his attire, so A Fei had already expected the other party's reaction.

Unless the pseudonyms are intertwined, the word "Mai Lingfei" still carries a lot of weight in the world. As long as they are not ignorant, people of this age have heard of it.

However, A Fei had never heard of the name Chi Qinghu. Maybe he was just an unknown person in the world.

But A Fei doesn't look at other people's reputations when making friends, only based on feelings. What's more, it's just a casual encounter with no in-depth meaning and no need for any background.

After the two of them saluted each other, Ah Fei walked out of the hall and headed towards the temple gate. Chi Qinghu did not chase after him immediately, but just looked at Ah Fei's back with a somewhat excited expression.

On the other hand, Ah Fei walked to the front yard of Zhenjun Temple and noticed that the man was still staying in the temple, and was a little surprised.

It was obvious that the other party recognized him, but he was so calm, which made A Fei think more.

It's not that A Fei is so narcissistic now, but that he has traveled around the world for so many years and thinks that he is in a new place, so it is impossible not to have in-depth exchanges with him.

In the main hall of the True Lord Temple, the man once again looked at the statue of the Holy Lord that stood solemnly on the altar.

This temple is considered the main temple of the Xian Sheng Zhenjun. It is built on a large scale. All the utensils in the temple are also very exquisite. The statues must be better than other places. Every scale on the armor is covered with gold foil.

The red mark on the forehead of the statue is bright and vivid, like a thin flame, and its calm eyes are looking forward, as if glancing at the man who raised his head.

Many people sometimes have an illusion when they look at statues of gods or even portraits. No matter where they go, the eyes on the statue seem to be looking at them. This illusion is especially obvious for the man at this moment. He even feels that it is not an illusion. .

"Hey, gods? Ghosts?"

The man also turned and walked towards the outside of the hall.

It’s okay to just listen to the legend of the Xian Sheng True Monarch, but the story that happened on the East Road of Dayong Ridge in the past two years has to shock people’s hearts.

It was just after dawn and it was still very early. There were only a few pilgrims in the Zhenjun Temple. A few temple workers were putting up New Year decorations in the temple. Chi Qinghu mostly just looked at it and ignored it. Looks like an outsider.

When Chi Qinghu walked outside the temple, he could see many people rushing to the market, either walking quickly or slowly waiting to line up to enter the city.

Some people are busy picking things to sell in the city, while others are busy buying some things to go home. Although the beginning of spring is here, there are still a few days left on New Year's Eve, and the real New Year is approaching.

This New Year is of even greater significance to the people of Lingdong. Some people remember the sadness and miss their relatives who died in the disaster, while some people look forward to the future and are full of confidence in their new life.

Chi Qinghu looked at the crowds of people lining up to enter the city in the direction of the city gate, and what he saw was the vitality.

It’s hard to imagine that just a year or two ago, this place was devastated.

"Isn't Dayong already in a state of decay?"

Chi Qinghu couldn't help but murmur.

The city of Dengzhou is also bustling with activity now. Not only here, but also in every county and even every village, everything is prosperous and decorated with lights and colors as much as possible.

The people of Lingdong seemed to want to dissipate the bad smell of the past two years through this Spring Festival, and every household made it lively.

Chi Qinghu came to Dengzhou for the first time. He really couldn't tell that there had been a major disaster here. His eyes gradually showed seriousness with emotion. Dengzhou was an important stop on his trip to Lingdong, and the results he obtained were also the same as before. Other places in Lingdong can confirm each other.

I also came to a clearer conclusion in my mind: I, Nanyan, am like a rugged tiger, and Dayong is like a lying jackal!

Shaking away this thought in his mind, Chi Qinghu strode towards a restaurant. Putting aside these things, the prosperity of a foreign country has its own charm, and he should have fun when he is away from home.

The restaurant was bustling with business now. Chi Qinghu saw that the first floor was completely full, so he didn't ask any questions. He walked to the counter and spoke directly without waiting for the shopkeeper to greet him.

"Shopkeeper, buy a jug of your best and strongest wine!"

The shopkeeper looked at the visitor and smiled.

"Sir, our best wine and our strongest wine are not the same wine."

"That's it, let's do the most intense one!"

When Chi Qinghu was talking, diners in the busy restaurant shouted loudly.

"Shopkeeper, bring me a pot of wine -"

"Okay, please wait a moment -"

The shopkeeper replied and looked at Chi Qinghu with a smile.

"I'll also serve you a pot of wine!"

The shopkeeper turned around and took out two sealed pottery pots on the counter. He turned around and put them on the counter. One of the pots was taken away by the waiter, and the other pot was naturally given to Chi Qinghu.

"Your Majesty, my sincere favor is fifty cents!"

Chi Qinghu took out his money bag and took out a few coins that were regarded as five large coins. Then he frowned and took out a lot of small coins one after another. In the end, there were still some small coins left, and a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face.

The shopkeeper had countless visitors, and of course he noticed the visitor's predicament and smiled.

"Forty-six coins, just forty-six coins. Sir, please take the wine!"

During the difficult two years in Lingdong, many people helped each other. It was just four cents and it was the end of the year, so the shopkeeper was happy to give him a favor.

Chi Qinghu saluted the shopkeeper.

"I wish the shopkeeper a prosperous business!"

"Hehehe, you're welcome, you're welcome, I wish you a good fortune in the coming year!"

Chi Qinghu smiled, hooked his finger on the handle of the wine bottle, turned around and left, striding along the street. Of course, it was impossible for him to buy any more food to go with the wine.

Walking all the way from the north to the west of the city, seeing the prosperity of Dengzhou, Chi Qinghu did not stop, but continued westward until he left Dengzhou City, and gradually came to a small river along the road.

This river is a tributary of the Datong River. Walking along the river, Chi Qinghu came to a reed swamp. The small river in front merged into the Datong River. Obviously, the Datong River has a corner here in Dengzhou City, where the city is. Corners.

Chi Qinghu sat down facing the river, then lay on the ground and looked at the sky.

After feeling comfortable for a while, he stood up, uncorked the wine bottle, and smelled the smell of wine. His saliva began to secrete rapidly in his mouth.

Chi Qinghu took a sip.

"Ha~ tsk tsk, good wine!"

While admiring, Chi Qinghu looked greedy while holding the wine flask, but there was a hint of caution deep in his eyes, and his peripheral vision had turned to one side.

"What's the point of just drinking wine? Without the food that goes with the wine, wouldn't it be a lot less flavorful? For this delicate wine, we have to use dried radish, bacon and thick-faced steamed buns!"

Mai Lingfei's voice came from behind, and he walked step by step to Chi Qinghu's side. The latter was surprised and relaxed his vigilance slightly, but then he was slightly surprised again.

When did he follow me? Did they just happen to meet each other by the river, or have they never been far away from Zhenjun Temple since they left it?

What if it was always there and I didn’t notice it at all?

Dayong is the number one person in the world among the younger generation, and he truly deserves his reputation!

Mai Lingfei sat down next to Chi Qinghu. In his hand was a wrapped oil paper bag. He unfolded it, and the aroma of dried radish oil came out. It was obviously fried in oil.

Chi Qinghu was not polite and just grabbed a few pills and threw them into his mouth, seemingly not thinking about whether he might have been drugged.

"Creak, creak, creak, creak."

The salty aroma and slight spiciness bloom in the mouth, leaving Chi Qinghu with endless aftertaste.

"Yummy! Here you go!"

The wine bottle was handed to Mai Lingfei, who didn't care and just picked up the wine and took a sip.

"Ha~ that's good enough!"

However, Ah Fei drank directly. On the one hand, he felt that he could trust the other party. On the other hand, he relied on his own innate innocence. There are not many poisons in this world that can poison him, but those that can make him unaware are Definitely less.

"It seems you are indeed Mai Lingfei!"

"Hahahaha, have you ever seen another Mai Lingfei? My brother is extremely powerful, but I have never heard of you!"

Chi Qinghu frowned slightly. He probably didn't show any martial arts skills. Even though he looked like a man from the martial arts world, it was not easy to tell the depth of his skills.

It's just that the innate realm is very different from ordinary people, and even each innate warrior is different. Mai Lingfei is more sensitive to breath because of his practice of Qingxin Jue.

Chi Qinghu's breathing was extremely long, and it was as if he could hear his heart pounding and blood rolling like a river between each exhalation and inhalation. Naturally, he could feel his internal training level, and it was not difficult to imagine that the other party's internal strength was deep.

"Do you know why it's called pick-up wine?"

Mai Lingfei didn't wait for the other party to answer, but continued talking on his own.

"It used to be just a local wine brewed by a small winery in Dengzhou. After the Lingdong disaster, a plague broke out in Zhaozhou after the floods receded. Hundreds of thousands of people were in the epidemic area and lacked medicine and food. Finally, a wealthy businessman searched for a The fleet brought medicinal materials, but the water level in the Datong River made it difficult to sail due to drought."

"At that time, the Zhenxing Sima led the people of Dengzhou to go to support. From the junction of Yunzhou to Zhaozhou City, thousands of Lingdong people shoulder to shoulder and pulled hands, turning into relay trackers, forcibly pulling more than a dozen large ships to Zhaozhou City. state."

"This pick-up wine is the stored wine that survived the flood in the small wine shop. It was all distributed to the tired trackers in the middle of the road. They only had food heavy in oil and salt. They took another sip of wine to take a nap, and then started to pick-up again. This is the one that crosses the Yamato River.”

As Mai Lingfei told him, Chi Qinghu was shocked. Looking at the surface of the Datong River, he seemed to be able to imagine the original scene.

But at this moment, something suddenly appeared on the river, which made him slightly stunned. He couldn't help but blink his eyes to confirm, but it seemed that it was just an illusion.

"Mai Daxia, Gang"

Chi Qinghu was shocked again while he was talking, because Mai Lingfei beside him had disappeared. When he realized something, he immediately looked to the other side of the reed swamp.

I saw that Mai Lingfei was already stepping on the tips of the reeds, his whole body was as light as nothing, and he was rushing along the river with his extraordinary speed and lightness.

There's something in the water!