Chapter 82 Setting up and overturning the table

Style: Fantasy Author: Love to save plastic bagsWords: 2038Update Time: 24/01/12 19:41:15
"good."

Zhang Xiaojun agreed and staggered back to the banquet living room.

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Lin Feng returned to the guest room, closed the doors and windows, and spread the map on the table. Soon, he found Fengming Mountain where Mo Fengchun was hiding in the upper left corner.

200 miles away from Fengming Mountain is Qingshui City.

Huguan Town is dotted below Qingshui City, not far away.

He patted the table and contacted Mo Fengchun again. After the communication talisman was connected, he asked Mo Fengchun to hide in Fengming Mountain and said he would go find her with Zhang Xiaojun.

After making an appointment with Mo Fengchun, Lin Feng cut off the communication talisman and took out a pen and paper, preparing to secretly draw a map.

Drawing is a technical job. Within an hour, he failed three times before finally drawing a map that could be seen as a map.

There is no way, the conditions are limited, this is the only way.

Lin Feng had his own considerations when he secretly drew the map. For example, if Zhang Xiaojun gave him a monitored communication symbol, did it mean that he was still suspicious?

Thinking further, the two seem to have a good relationship and trust each other.

But actually?

On the surface, Lin Feng is an undercover agent of the Zhengqi Sect, but in fact, he is a mission impossible agent arranged by Nian Shan. Zhang Xiaojun's true thoughts are only known to him.

No one could get into anyone's mind and eavesdrop. Lin Feng had to be cautious and be prepared for Zhang Xiaojun to ask for the map back. He secretly drew a copy in advance so that he would not be blinded and unable to find the southeast, northwest, and northwest.

Just as he was thinking, footsteps came from outside the guest room.

It should be Zhang Xiaojun.

Lin Feng thought for a moment and put away the map he had drawn, leaving two failure cases behind. He lay on the wooden table, frowning and sighing hard.

"Squeak..."

The door opened, and a smell of alcohol hit him.

Zhang Xiaojun staggered to the table, picked up the map that Lin Feng failed to draw, and asked: "What are you doing? Drawing this thing is boring?"

"Oh, forget it, it's really difficult to draw." Lin Feng leaned back tiredly, with a grimace on his face: "How about it, have you conquered your father-in-law?"

"Of course, the old man also asked me if I wanted to marry into Li's house." Zhang Xiaojun clicked his tongue and shook his head: "I'm so enthusiastic. When I think about kidnapping the second lady tomorrow, I feel like... tut, tsk."

"Then you can stay and join my wife Li's house."

"Don't make trouble." Zhang Xiaojun sat down and poured himself a cup of tea: "Why are you making a map? It's so difficult to draw."

"It's convenient. This time you are drinking with your father-in-law, and I can drag you out and ask for the map. If you get lost next time, who should I ask for?"

"Crow's mouth." Zhang Xiaojun picked up the map.

Lin Feng pretended to grab it: "Put it down first, try it again, I will definitely be able to draw it well."

"It's too late. I have to leave quickly to avoid being suspected." Zhang Xiaojun put the map into his storage bag: "Don't you have something to discuss? What is it?"

"When you leave, leave the map behind."

"I worked so hard to steal this, and you want to steal it yourself." Zhang Xiaojun had a tough attitude: "This is my 'eye', you want me to dig it out for you?"

"A broken map has become a treasure..." Lin Feng's face turned dark: "You convince Li Xiaoyun as soon as possible. We will set off tomorrow to find Mo Fengchun in Fengming Mountain."

"Tomorrow? We're getting married tomorrow!" Zhang Xiaojun's eyes widened and he asked, "Where is Fengming Mountain? Is it far away?"

"Look for it on the map yourself." Lin Feng's face was full of displeasure.

"We're talking about business, stop making trouble."

"To make you stingy..." Lin Feng became serious: "Two hundred miles east of Qingshui City is Fengming Mountain. We will buy three fast horses and travel day and night. We will arrive at noon the day after tomorrow."

"It's not far. We have to leave tomorrow, not the day after tomorrow?"

"Shrink the circle the day after tomorrow. Do you know whether to shrink during the day or at night?" Lin Feng knocked on the table and continued: "To be on the safe side, we will set off tomorrow night."

Zhang Xiaojun frowned: "No, what does this have to do with shrinking? Do you know where it shrinks? Fengming Mountain is to the east, what if it shrinks to the west?"

"...Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Where's your brain?"

"not me......"

"Okay, okay, take out the map." Lin Feng swept away the waste paper and pen and ink on the table.

Zhang Xiaojun was not very happy and spread the map on it: "Take it out, what's wrong, where are you smart? What can you tell from this broken map?"

Lin Feng did not argue with him and pointed out the location of Huguan Town on the map. Huguan Town is located in the southwest corner, which is a border town in Wanhua Kingdom.

He asked Zhang Xiaojun: "Shrinking the circle, does it keep shrinking towards the center?"

"Brother, who told you this!" Zhang Xiaojun laughed angrily: "What if Huguan Town is the Destiny Circle? Do you understand the Destiny Circle? You just have to take classes here."

He lifted up the map and said, "Just listen to me. When the direction of the shrinking circle is determined the day after tomorrow, we can run again."

Lin Feng was stunned: "Shrink the circle, shrink the circle, don't shrink to the center?"

"No, these things are all random. It is possible that the final round will be Huguan Town under our feet. Can you understand what I say?"

"So willful?"

"No, listen to me, go to bed." Zhang Xiaojun patted Lin Feng, turned around and walked out: "I'm getting married tomorrow, so remember to prepare a red envelope."

"..."

Lin Feng was speechless. Even after all calculations, he couldn't count things that were within the blind spot of knowledge. From the bottom of his heart, he believed that shrinking the circle meant shrinking to the center. But now that Zhang Xiaojun meant it, that didn't seem to be the case.

With no other choice, Lin Feng thought about it and decided to activate the backup plan.

How could he hang himself from a tree? He was afraid that Li Xiaoyun would not follow them, so he made a backup plan, and now he actually used it.

The backup plan is very simple, just let Mo Fengchun come to him...

Lin Feng was in trouble. When he first came, there were too few useful people around him. Mo Fengchun was relatively reliable. After shrinking the circle, the chance of meeting outside monks was greatly increased. With her by his side, he would have an extra chance. Assure.

Secondly, Mo Fengchun is his spy partner. If she is eliminated early, what's the point of being a partner...

Lin Feng immediately used the communication talisman to contact her and asked her to come to Huguan Town. Taking advantage of the fact that the search intensity of the officers and soldiers was low, if they didn't hurry up and meet up, there would probably be no chance.

After doing all this, Lin Feng went to bed and started to relax.

He did everything he should do and shouldn't do.

I just hope my teammates can give me a little more strength.

If it doesn't work...

He had no choice but to seek refuge with the Imperial Master and overthrow the table. When the time came, the water would be muddied and no one would be able to have an easy time. Anyway, he was not afraid of death, so others could do whatever they wanted.

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The next day, the sound of drum music spread throughout the streets and alleys of Huguan Town.

Lin Feng got up and went to join in the fun. When he came to the street, he saw the crowd was bustling with firecrackers and gongs and drums. The smell of firecrackers mixed with laughter and laughter dispersed into the morning light.

Turning his head, he saw Zhang Xiaojun riding a white horse, following the wedding procession.