A sound from close range rang in his ears. The young man was startled and almost subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.
The moment he saw Feng Yun clearly, he hurriedly packed up his things and was about to run away.
Feng Yun chuckled in his heart, but his hand movements were not slow at all, and he directly slapped the young man on the body.
The young man's reaction was not slow. He grabbed Feng Yun's wrist with his backhand and used his small grasping hand.
His reaction skills made Feng Yun very satisfied.
If it were another person, this little grappler would be able to take down the opponent. It is definitely not an exaggeration to say that he can defeat the enemy with one move.
The young man thought that he would be able to capture this sudden appearance, but he made a mistake.
The moment his wrist was locked, Feng Yun kicked the young man's calf bone, and then misplaced his backhand, using the posture of a white snake around his neck to break the young man's small grasp.
On the contrary, the young man fell into Feng Yun's hand. Just as he was about to struggle, Feng Yun took the first step and pinched his pulse. As long as he moved even slightly, he would feel pain like bone erosion, and his forehead Breaking into a cold sweat.
"You're very skilled. I'll give you a chance to reveal your identity!"
Even though he had already guessed about the young man's identity, Feng Yun still had to wait for the other party to reveal it himself.
Even though he was breaking out in cold sweat from the pain, the young man was still so stubborn that he didn't say a single word.
Feng Yun did not tolerate the opponent, and the strength in his hand gradually increased.
"If you don't explain your identity properly, your arm will be useless. Of course, I have other methods that I can use on you. You can try it!"
A cold voice reached his ears. After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, the young man finally relaxed and said, "Let me go and I'll tell you who I am!"
Seeing that the other party let go, Feng Yun was not afraid of him running away and simply let go.
His body instantly relaxed. The young man moved his numb arms and looked at Feng Yun with an unconvinced expression, but he did not dare to say anything.
"Why do you have to know who I am?
I am not afraid of scaring you when I say it. I come from a family of Feng Shui architects. My name is Wang Siqi and I am the descendant of our generation! "
While speaking, Wang Siqi even straightened his back and said very proudly.
Feng Yun's face finally showed a big smile.
As the saying goes, there is no place to be found if you step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there! Come to think of it, I’m talking about myself!
Looking at Wang Siqi with a proud face, Feng Yun's heart was already blooming with joy.
It just so happened that when he was working on the Baiwu Mountain project, he was still thinking that he didn't have enough people on hand. Wang Siqi, a descendant of the Feng Shui construction family, appeared. He was just a tool man who came to his door for him to use!
In the game design of Feng Yun's previous life, due to the particularity of the game, there were many buildings with Feng Shui, weird, and magic-related materials, similar to dungeons, for players to explore.
The creators of these folk Feng Shui buildings are all from the hands of Wang Siqi, a descendant of the Wang family!
In the game world, for players, Wang Siqi is an NPC character who appears frequently but has never been seen before.
All I can say is that the world is too small, but we still met.
"You, why are you laughing? Don't you believe me?
I am really a descendant of the Wang family, a family of Feng Shui architects. The Wang family is famous. You must have heard of it, right? "
Seeing that after he told his origin, the man in front of him not only did not react, but smiled. For some reason, Wang Siqi always felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't explain what the feeling was, so he thought it was the other person. Don't believe your own words.
"Boy, as a descendant of the Wang family, a Feng Shui construction family, you are indeed proud of it! In this way, I just have a construction project on hand. I wonder if you are interested?"
At this time, Feng Yun was smiling like the big bad wolf tempting Little Red Riding Hood. What he thought was a kind smile fell into Wang Siqi's eyes, but he only felt that he had evil intentions.
"No, I don't even know you, so why should I help you with any construction project?"
While retreating, Wang Siqi's eyes were full of vigilance as he looked at Feng Yun.
The person in front of me seems to know his family very well, but this cannot be a reason for him to help.
"Oh. I forgot to introduce myself. I am Feng Yun, the director of the Polling Bureau. The Jingwu subway station you were looking at just now was produced by the Polling Bureau!
How are you, kids? Are you interested in chatting with me now?
I can guarantee that you will definitely be interested in this construction project I have on hand! "
Staring straight at Wang Siqi, Feng Yun smiled calmly.
"Poll Bureau? What department is that?
Why do you think I will be interested in this construction project? Even if you are the director of some polling bureau, you are not qualified to force me to do something I don’t want to do! "
Looking Feng Yun up and down, Wang Siqi said that he was smart and would not be deceived by others.
"Director, aren't you going back to Flowing Fire Avenue? What are you doing here with this brat?
Fatty called me just now, saying that Yan Qilin couldn't stay idle and wanted to be discharged from the hospital..."
Brother Pingtou drove the car over from a distance. Seeing Feng Yun and a young man confronting each other, he asked with some confusion, and by the way told the fat man what his plans were.
"Yan Qilin? Which Yan Qilin? Is it the Yan Qilin of the Yan family?"
Before Feng Yun answered Brother Pingtou's question, Wang Siqi heard the question first. He didn't believe that it was the same name. After all, he dared to be called Qilin and could suppress someone with this name. It was too much. not enough.
"You guessed it right, it's the Yan Qilin.
He is now a member of the poll bureau.
How about it, can you go to the polling bureau with me now? "
Looking at Wang Siqi with interest, Feng Yun spoke, confirming the other person's doubts.
"Impossible? How could Yan Qilin join your polling bureau?
I do not believe!
Director Feng, I will follow you to the polling bureau, but if you lie to me and don’t have any construction projects on hand, I will leave! "
Yan Qilin's name made Wang Siqi feel a little dazed. After he murmured something in a low voice, he suddenly raised his head and agreed.
Amid Brother Pingtou's confusion, Feng Yun took Wang Siqi back to Liuhuo Avenue and entered the polling bureau.
Stepping into the Flowing Fire Avenue, Wang Siqi had already sensed the difference here. He set up a formation in the extremely yin place and used the power of Feng Shui to transform the place, and the polling bureau was hidden in it.
There were too many doubts in his heart, but Feng Yun looked busy and had no time to talk to Wang Siqi.
Then, Wang Siqi watched helplessly as Feng Yun waved his hand at the ground, and then a withered skeleton appeared on the ground.
What kind of magic is this?
Before he could react, Brother Pingtou had already spoken first, "Director, why did you bring back the bones of the four-armed Bodhisattva? Wasn't he supposed to be chopped down by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder without even leaving any residue? ?"
Brother Pingtou, who returned to Liuhuo Avenue, stretched his muscles and bones. It was still comfortable here.
Just seeing the dead bones, he couldn't understand what Feng Yun was going to do.
"Under the thunder of the Nine Heavens, the Four-Armed Bodhisattva should have been wiped out. However, the sky has the virtue of good health. The Four-Armed Bodhisattva cultivated into the Ghost King and was only one step away from achieving the position of Ghost Immortal. Although he wanted to reverse Yin and Yang, he did not There was no time to actually implement it.
The seal was opened under Bai Wu Guan, and the source of the matter was not the Four-Armed Bodhisattva, so even the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder left a glimmer of hope for the Four-Armed Bodhisattva..."
Looking at the withered bones on the ground, Feng Yun explained with a smile.
There was no blood on the hands of the Four-Armed Bodhisattva. He was really right about this. This guy could be considered a thief with a thief heart but no courage. He just shouted loudly.
With his mouth wide open, Wang Siqi couldn't believe what he heard. His mind was in chaos. He felt that he had to slow down and think carefully about what kind of existence this polling bureau was.
Of course, Brother Pingtou was a little puzzled, but he knew that since Feng Yun had said so, it proved that the Four-Armed Bodhisattva was really guilty and would not be beaten to pieces.
"Then Director, what are you going to do by bringing this withered bone back? Is it possible that you want him to live on the Avenue of Flowing Fire?"
Pointing to the withered bones on the ground, Brother Flathead thought seriously, this guy should be the most powerful guy, right? If he was also on the Avenue of Flowing Fire, he would be crushed by him in a fight or something, right?
Brother Pingtou is still very self-aware. The strength he displayed on Baiwu Mountain was all caused by stimulating the demonic power. Without the help of the director, he would not dare to face the Four-Armed Bodhisattva.
"What if that's not the case? The Flowing Fire Avenue was originally the place where you were sealed and allowed to live, and the Four-Armed Bodhisattva is certainly no exception!"
Glancing at Brother Pingtou, Feng Yun knew what this guy was planning. He was too lazy to talk to Brother Pingtou. Feng Yun raised his hand to seal the secret, and white light flowed out from his hand and fell on the withered bones on the ground.
The withered bones covered in white light continued to absorb the white light, and soon, the withered bones themselves began to light up bit by bit. 】
Not much time passed before a black shadow floated out from the withered bones. When the black shadow hit the ground, it transformed into the appearance of a four-armed Bodhisattva.
Even though he is among the withered bones, he can still sense everything happening in the outside world, especially where he is now, which suppresses the flow of Yin power in his body.
"Where is this place? The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder has not killed me, what else do you want to do?"
Holding on to his courage, the Four-Armed Bodhisattva spoke to Feng Yun. It seemed like he was questioning, but his voice was trembling. He was really afraid of Feng Yun.
Today's four-armed Bodhisattva, whose yin power was dissipated under the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, was not Feng Yun's opponent in his heyday, let alone now?
Being able to live, even if it is just to survive, he doesn't want to really die!
"I don't want to do anything, but from now on, you can't leave the Flowing Fire Avenue, you can only live here!"
Feng Yun simply used the Taigong Tiger Talisman to express his faint words without any emotion.
The golden light enveloped the four-armed Bodhisattva, and an ethereal voice sounded in his ears word by word.
"I take the Taigong Tiger Talisman as my order and the Flowing Fire Avenue as my boundary. I seal the Ghost King Four-Armed Bodhisattva here and cannot leave!"
As Feng Yun finished speaking, the figure of the four-armed Bodhisattva continued to change in the golden light.
Soon, the golden light dissipated, and the original four-armed Bodhisattva disappeared, leaving only an old man wearing a worn monk's robes and hunched over standing there.
Feeling that he was connected with the Great Way of Flowing Fire from this moment on, the four-armed Bodhisattva finally had a human body. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.
"Old man, I didn't expect that after you transformed into a human form, you actually looked like an old monk!"
After circling around the old man several times, the flat-headed brother kept making "tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk" noises, and sighed with a smile.
Hearing Brother Pingtou speak, Feng Yun thought of another thing. He once again took out the Taigong Tiger Talisman and sealed Brother Pingtou.
It's better for this guy to only be active on the Flowing Fire Avenue.
The Four-Armed Bodhisattva has long known that Brother Flathead is a honey badger spirit. When he saw Brother Flathead lose his power and turn into a honey badger, and then turn into a human body again under the power of the Flowing Fire Avenue, he didn't have much reaction, and just sat there. On the other side, Wang Siqi's limbs were really weak, and he slumped on the sofa without saying a word.
Where exactly have I come to?
Why does it seem that except for Director Feng Yun, everyone else is not a human being?
"Hey, old man, to live on Liuhuo Avenue, you must have the ability to make money. There are still many vacant shops on Liuhuo Avenue. Think about what kind of store you are going to open to make a living! I can tell you, Liuhuo Avenue is the best I am the boss of this martial arts studio in my shop!”
Anyway, this Four-Armed Bodhisattva has become a human body. Brother Flathead is not afraid of him. At any rate, he can be regarded as his senior in the Flowing Fire Avenue, so he simply pulls the Four-Armed Bodhisattva to introduce him how to live on the Flowing Fire Avenue.
Feng Yun didn't have any objections to this. Anyway, this guy has been sealed and can't make any waves. With Zhao Xue, the great housekeeper, the Four-Armed Bodhisattva will be properly arranged.
The Four-Armed Bodhisattva had never thought that after becoming the Ghost King, he would still have to think about how to make a living and open a shop?
Looking at Brother Flathead's excitement, for some reason, Four-Armed Bodhisattva always felt that this trap was a bit big, but he didn't seem to have the right to refuse!
While thinking, the Four-Armed Bodhisattva saw Feng Yun putting away his bones again.
Although it seems that I can't live without this avenue of fire in the future, but the bones that are related to my life and death, wouldn't it be better to keep them for myself?
"Director, um, my bones, can you return them to me and keep them?"
Opening his mouth cautiously, the Four-Armed Bodhisattva was also testing.
"On Baiwu Mountain, the ghost market has merged with reality. You were once the owner of the ghost market. Your bones are placed on Baiwu Mountain, just enough to suppress everything!"
(End of chapter)
