Later in the day, Feng resigned to Master Xue and Xue Wei.

The Xue family is not a member of the comprehension world now, and they didn't know the news of the comprehension world so quickly, because Feng Ci did not "disclose" much to him, but only said that he had an appointment with the owner of Xiao Zhuang at the Wanhai Market and was going to fold Sword Villa Picker.

Unexpectedly, the latter's eyes lit up when he heard about the sale of utensils in the Wanhai Market of Zhejian Villa: "Do they still have other utensils to sell?"

Wind Ci: "...Ah?"

Master Xue said: "This old man has heard about the old owner of Folding Sword Villa before. I heard that he likes to collect all kinds of treasures. The old man is greedy... No, he has been envious for a long time."

The wind understands.

Master Xue has always been very interested in all kinds of treasures in the cultivation world.

However, selling the Magic Spirit Cauldron was not the owner's advice, and he promised Feng to resign from his pie to choose treasures was only compensation from the owner.

But Feng Ci still said: "When I arrive at Folding Sword Villa, I will ask for Master Xue."

Master Xue smiled wide-eyed: "Why bother, since Immortal Venerable is going, we can work together—"

He hadn't finished speaking, but was interrupted by Xue Wei: "Come on, Dad, what's the use of buying so many self-cultivation world treasures, you don't know how to do magic."

"Little bastard, did you talk to your father like that?" Master Xue snapped.

He said that he still wanted to let go, and Xue Wei hurriedly hid behind Fengci: "Did I say it wrong? Those in the warehouse are all covered with dust, isn't it enough for you to play?"

Wind Ci: "..."

Mr. Xue couldn't bear to hang on his face, Feng Ci quickly appeased: "I don't know if Zhejian Villa intends to sell treasures, it would be abrupt to go there. You might as well go down and explore. If you really need this, just send a letter back. Just let Linglang run."

There is nothing wrong with Feng Ci's suggestion, so Master Xue had to accept it.

He asked Fengci again: "Xianzun Pei... has he left? He won't go to Fold Sword Villa?"

These two people have been inseparable for the past few days in Suzhou, but now, only Feng Ci came to bid farewell alone, and Pei Qianyue was not seen beside him.

Xue Wei also felt strange: "Yes, why not the city owner?"

Feng Ci subconsciously pulled his sleeves, his face did not change his color: "Well, my master has some urgent matters, and I have left the house this morning. Folding Sword Villa... Maybe I will go later."

"But I don't seem to see him go..." Xue Wei scratched his hair and sighed, "As expected of the city lord, the cultivation base is really profound. The city lord also taught me some basic skills, but unfortunately I tried several times, but it didn't work. I can hold it. Well, it seems that I am destined to be only a salted fish."

Master Xue reprimanded: "It's nonsense again, good people don't, why do you want to be a fish?"

Xue Wei tried to explain: "...Father, I didn't mean that."

"Shut up." Master Xue reprimanded before turning his head and saying to the wind again, "Zhejian Villa is not far from Suzhou, and it takes only half a day to get there by wading down the water. It is the fastest one. Let Xiao arrange a ferry for Immortal Venerable and escort Immortal Venerable to go, how?"

Xue Wei: "Dad, people know how to use swords..."

But Feng Ci did not refuse: "Then thank Master Xue."

Yujian would have been much faster than the ferry in the past, but Feng Ci had never been there, so even if he got to Guangling, he had to ask slowly. It would be better to be lazy and let the Xue family lead him, and save a lot of trouble.

Master Xue slapped Xue Wei's head with a slap: "Don't hurry up!"

"Eh, eh, I know, you can't hit someone in the head, you can be stupid..." Xue Wei muttered, but without delay, he walked out of the door quickly.

Feng Ci looked at his back and suddenly felt a little emotional.

Xue Wei's soul accidentally fell into this world. He originally thought that there would be a lot of discomfort in this life.

Now, he seems to be adapting well.

Much better than wind words.

When Feng resigned to other small worlds, he would also look for a dead body to stay for a while.

Most of those fleshly bodies have family members and friends. They are not conscious of the idea of ​​reviving their souls from the dead. They have never had the slightest doubt about Feng Ci's identity, and they are still very good to him.

But no matter how the people around him treat him, it is difficult to really integrate into the wind speech.

Because he knew that the good should not belong to him.

So he can only choose to avoid those emotions, and in the end, he even chooses the kind of corpse that was alone before, so as not to be too deeply involved.

But in this way, it is more difficult for him to integrate.

In a foreign land, with no branches to rely on.

Feng Ci lowered his head and subconsciously gathered up his sleeves.

He was still wearing the clothes sent by the Xue Family, his plain white sleeves dangled down, blocking a slender wrist and the little black snake entangled on his wrist.

The Xue family's father and son naturally did not know that the dignified Langfeng City Lord had actually been hiding from the wind and saying his sleeves.

Who made Pei Qianyue die again this morning, making Feng Ci annoyed.

Feng Ci's "sex" gave him a lesson, not only brought this bastard back to his original shape, but also did not allow him to change back, "forcing" him to become smaller and follow Feng Ci's side.

When will you be honest, and when will you become a human being.

The little black snake is no more than the thickness of the little finger now, and the snake's body is empty and windy around the wrist three times, like a mysterious jade bracelet with beautiful lines.

It quietly put Fengci on his wrist, and when he felt Fengci "touch" it, he raised his head.

Quietly rubbed his fingertips.

——It's very cute at this time.

Fengci liked his set very much, and was coaxed to make his heart comfortable. He put his hands in his sleeves, and the little black snake "touched" on his head.

In fact, even if he returned to the world he originally came from, Feng Ci didn't have much sense of belonging at the beginning.

Three thousand years have passed in this world, and the old people of the past have long passed away, and many things are completely different from his perception. To him, it was no different from a strange world.

The only one who pulled him back and made him feel that he was still connected to the world was Pei Qianyue.

Things changed, and in the end, only the little snake he rescued from the side of the road in the past year remained by his side.

Of course, he couldn't say this to Pei Qianyue directly.

As far as Fengci's attitude is concerned, this bastard is already enough. If he really knows, he may not know what to do.

Travelling in the Jiangnan area, ferries are much more convenient than carriages. Feng Ci was left by Master Xue in Xue's house. Just after drinking a cup of tea, Xue Wei had already arranged to come back.

The ferry stopped at the pier, Feng Ci politely declined the kindness that Master Xue wanted to send him, and only let Xue Wei send him there.

Halfway through, Feng Ci couldn't help but ask him what he thought about being in a different world.

"Hey, so you know about this, I thought only the city lord believed in me." Xue Wei was not too surprised that Feng Ci knew the truth, but was quite frank, "It was really uncomfortable at first, this ancient... In this era, there are too few things to play, there are too many rules, and it is very troublesome."

He paused for a while, then said again: "...But after a long time, I will get used to it. How can I live or not?"

Feng Ci said: "Your 'sex' is at peace with everything."

"Is this called being at ease? Maybe." When they spoke, the two were sitting in a carriage heading for the pier, and Xue Wei lifted a corner of the car curtain and looked out.

The steamer of the breakfast shop on the side of the road was emitting white smoke, the books were reading, and the children trotted past.

People come and go, it is a peaceful and peaceful world of fireworks.

"Did the city lord tell you that I came here after I died. Before the accident, I was thinking about working to make money and wanting to live a good life. But in the end, I died suddenly after working overtime, and I arrived here overnight." Xue Wei sighed, "I think about it now. Why don't you think about it, it's better to enjoy life at the beginning, but fortunately I always feel that I should not die, and give me another chance to come back."

Feng Ci asked him again: "So, you don't really want to go back?"

He remembered that Pei Qianyue had said that Pei Qianyue had promised him that he would help him return to his original world, but Xue Weicai did not continue to toss and promised to pretend to be the only son of the Xue family.

When it came to this question, Xue Wei hesitated.

"Well..." He lowered the curtain and whispered, "I'll be honest with you, don't tell the city owner."

"..."

Feng Ci obviously felt that the cold snake tail between his wrists tapped lightly.

A transparent mask that was invisible to the naked eye closed the little black snake and isolated the outside world from him.

Snake's tail shot even more fiercely.

Feng Ci stroked his head with his fingers for comfort, and replied calmly, "Okay."

Xue Wei said: "I really wanted to go back at first. My parents are still there. If they knew that I was dead, it would definitely be very sad. But on my father's side, I can't give up now."

The wife of the Xue family, Xue Weishang, died of a serious illness when she was young. Master Xue still misses her for so many years.

This is why when he first thought that Xue Wei was a sinister, he would search for famous doctors everywhere, even at Langfeng City.

"...If I leave, his son will die? My parents still have my brother, but my father is the only one left." Xue Wei shrank his neck and said, "You can say that. Don't tell the city lord, he seems to have spent a lot of effort to investigate the matter of the other world, if he knows that I don't really want to go back, he probably wants to kill me."

The wind was silent.

The biggest reason for Pei Qianyue's investigation into the other world was not to send Xue Wei back, but to find out the news of Feng Ci.

So it's not a big deal.

Without waiting for Feng Ci to say anything, Xue Wei was already wailing: "Ah, ah, it's really difficult to make a decision about this kind of thing, my biological parents have raised me for so long, if I just stay here, wouldn't it be very unfilial? But my father here is also very good to me, I can't be unfilial to him, right?"

Feng Ci opened his mouth.

He wanted to say that although theoretically he does have the ability to take people's souls out of this world, but crossing the boundary of time and space requires extremely high soul power, that is, cultivation.

Xue Wei accidentally fell into the gap when he came, and it is almost impossible to leave without cultivation.

As for how high the cultivation level is, Feng Ci himself does not know, but even if he can't reach his level, he must at least have a level similar to that of Pei Qianyue.

It is almost approaching the realm of ascension.

With Xue Wei's current cultivation base, it is too far to consider whether to leave or not.

The reporter said that even if they find a way in the future, let Xue Weihun return to the original world smoothly. But first, his original world has died, and his physical body is not known to the world. Second, the flow of time in different worlds is different. In that world, his parents are still ignorant of it.

Because, it is almost impossible to return to his original parents.

But Feng Ci didn't want to hit him, so he didn't talk to him.

The two soon arrived at the ferry terminal, and a ferry was already waiting for the river.

Xue Wei died once and thought about all his troubles very much, and quickly forgot the things on the carriage. He sent Fengci to the ferry, and explained it carefully to the boatman again, asking him to be careful and send Fengci to Folding Sword Villa as soon as possible.

Feng Ci only found it funny: "Master Xue, I am a disciple of Langfeng City, are you afraid that I will be sold in the middle?"

"You still have to be careful." Xue Weidao, "If something happens to you, the city lord will definitely take my skin off."

Feng Ci can already be sure that Xue Weiding has misunderstood something.

He pressed his eyebrows and said helplessly: "What do you think I have to do with the city owner?"

"Master and apprentice." Xue Wei replied simply, and even comforted him, "Don't worry, I have seen this relationship between you a lot, so don't care about the worldly eyes, be brave. Novels, ahem, the text says so. "

Wind Ci: "..."

How had he never seen such a shocking text.

"You misunderstood." Feng Ci thinks that it is necessary for him to maintain the reputation of the dignified Langfeng City Lord, "I and he are really not what you think."

Xue Wei "revealed" a "do you think I'm blind" expression.

"The city lord looks like I can't wait to eat you, how is it possible" Xue Wei said this, his voice paused slightly, and looked at Fengci in surprise, "You said 'it's not what I thought'... that's what you mean ?"

"?" Feng Ci didn't understand, "What do you mean?"

"Just that one..." Xue Wei stretched out his hand and gestured halfway, as if he was having a hard time opening his mouth. "...It's not actually the first year, but the next year?"

Feng Ci couldn't understand what he said at all.

Although he has also been to worlds similar to Xue Wei's past, he doesn't know much about those worlds, and even he can't understand many of Xue Wei's words.

Feng Ci sighed and accepted his fate: "You think so."

Xue Wei: "Oh!"

He patted Feng Ci's shoulder and kept his face secret: "Don't worry, I will keep it a secret."

Feng Ci looked at the young man's determined face, and intuitively seemed to explain things worse than before.

But he no longer intends to entangle with the boy, he simply perfunctory, and the two said goodbye.

Feng Ci waded down by boat.

The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is completely different from other places. Now that it is approaching winter, the mountains on both sides of the river are still full of emerald green, and the canal is like a green link, connecting the cities along the coast.

The ferry broke through the jasper-quiet river, ripples appeared on the water surface, and the reflections of the mountains became a little blurry.

Fengci stood on the deck and looked at it. Gusu City had completely disappeared behind him. Occasionally, on the riverbank, there were a few small farmyards with smoke from cooking, as well as children squatting on the bank to do laundry.

While doing laundry, also hummed the simple Jiangnan minor.

Compared with the ditty of Fengyueguan, it is another taste.

Feng Ci was listening intently, but the boatman rowing on the other side of the ferry approached him.

"Is the young master going to Zhejian Villa as a guest?" the boatman asked him.

"That's right." Feng Ci headed and asked again, "Do you often go to Folding Sword Villa?"

The boatman, an old man with gray hair, replied, "I have been rowing boats on this river for almost three years. When there are many people, I will go every two or three times. Sometimes their disciples will take my boat when they go out."

Feng Ci was a little suspicious.

After all, Zhejian Mountain Villa is a sect of self-cultivation. The disciples do not travel in the sky, but take a boat instead?

Seemingly seeing his doubts, the boatman said, "I know that your immortals can fly up by reciting a mantra. Although Zhuang Zhuang didn't say anything, he, most of the time, pity the camp for our ferry on the river. What we mean."

Feng Ci was a little surprised.

However, it is impossible to see that the owner of Xiao Zhuang is such a kind person.

"However, Zhuangjian Villa has been very strange recently." The boatman said, "Yesterday I went to Zhejian Villa, but his disciples came out to tell us that we should not go near Zhuangzi in the future, and one person gave us five taels of silver. If Master Xue didn't come here, I wouldn't dare to cross this boat."

"I see... it looks like something is going to happen."

Feng Ci listened to the words, and the feelings subsided slightly.

The boatman sighed: "Oh, we little people dare to ask about this. If you are a guest, you may as well ask. The owner of Xiao Zhuang is kind to us, and we are all worried."

"Don't worry." Feng Ci said calmly, "There is nothing wrong with Folding Sword Villa."

He will not let something happen to Folding Sword Villa.

When he first returned to this world, he only saw those intrigues in the cultivation world, and saw his younger generation fighting for power and profit. At the time, he didn't really like the place.

Because only he knows how much he paid for the battle between the young and the devil.

But if such a tragic sacrifice was exchanged for such consequences, he felt that it was not worth it.

If it weren't for Dao's mission, Feng Ci was not sure whether he would insist on managing these things.

Until now came the folk.

The people in this world live rich, peaceful and peaceful lives, which is exactly what he wants to see most.

They are not fighting for the cultivation world, but for a certain person.

What they are doing is this dawn.

Today's tranquility is not easy to come by, how can someone who doesn't know what it is to easily destroy it.

Feng Ci stood against the wind, and sighed leisurely: "Xiao Hei, we have to be serious."

no respond.

The wind speech was stagnant, and I remembered what I had forgotten.

He seems to have not lifted the ban on the little black snake since he got on the carriage.

Wind Ci: "..."

The ban can isolate all the breath and sound of the outside world. When he was just locked up, the little black snake resisted for a while.

In order to appease him, Feng Ci kept "touching" him one after another.

Later, I don't know if it was his comforting effect, or the little black snake found that he couldn't break free at all, so there was no silence.

...Cause Feng Ci finally even forgot that he was still within his own restraint.

Feng Ci was inexplicably guilty, and he quietly lifted up his sleeves, exposing a slender white wrist.

The little black snake quietly wrapped around his wrist, with a small head resting on the back of his hand, no.

There was no response even when Feng Ci lifted the restriction.

Feng Ci panicked in his heart, and quickly probed into spiritual power.

The sea of consciousness is stable and the breath is normal.

He...was asleep.

Wind Ci: "..."

Can this sleep too???