"Mr. Chen, the west wing has arrived."

In the cold and hard voice, He Da's quiet footsteps paused. In front of the two, a small and exquisite wing room appeared in the green forest, adding a bit of serenity. A mahogany plaque was hung on the front of the wing room, with two words on it falling snow on it. The brushwork was quiet, but at the end of the pen, it was extremely sharp and fierce, with a bit of decisive murderous aura.

"It turns out that good writing is indeed. It seems that Mr. He is really a well-read poet..."

Looking at the handwriting on the wooden plaque, Chen Fei nodded slightly as if he was extremely appreciating. His obsessive look made the disdain in He Da's eyes grow stronger. After politely speaking to Chen Fei, he said, "Then Mr. Chen, you have a good rest. If it is of any use, there are servants waiting outside. You are instructing him that he still needs manpower, so He Dao will take his bowels first."

After saying that, he turned around and left without caring about Chen Fei's reaction. His steps were still stable, but they were much faster. He soon disappeared from Chen Fei's vision. When he disappeared, Chen Fei shook his head with a helpless smile, and then pushed open the door with a creaking sound. He walked in. The two men dressed in the door stood straight like stone sculptures. Seeing Chen Fei enter the door, he breathed a little relieved, but they did not notice that the curve of Chen Fei's mouth rose slightly when he turned around, but just this change, the bitter smile on his face was mocked.

It's like watching a clown who writes and acts by himself.

Scream

With a slight sound, Chen Fei closed the wooden door casually. The space in the wing room was not big compared to the luxury of He Mansion, but he was very skillful. Every book and painting, even the placement of the table and stools had its own flavor. It was obviously from this master of Taoism. Such kindness was enough to make ordinary people feel grateful, but Chen Fei's mouth was filled with a cold smile.

The space is not easy to dodge. The west wing room has two entrances, but there is only one entrance, and there is someone to check the door. He Da said that it is just a servant to serve him. The two of them are indeed dressed like wealthy families...

But which servant who serves customers still has a long knife hidden inside the hem of his clothes?

"...It looks like there is a pool of muddy water."

But forget it, the soldiers come to block the generals, and the water comes to flood the soil. What are the fears of these shrimp soldiers and crab generals even if their skills are exhausted?

A smiled slightly, Chen Fei lifted the hem of his clothes, sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed slightly, and his consciousness turned into thin lines and slowly explored towards the tendons and veins in his body. Since he woke up in the mortal world, he has been involved in this matter, but he has not had time to investigate his own situation in detail. At this time, he finally got idle, so he naturally had to figure out what his specific situation was before he could completely prescribe the right medicine.

Time passed slowly. When the sunlight shot through the window into the room had turned from dazzling to dark, Chen Fei's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, the depths of his eyes were extremely solemn, and the face was even blue.

The Buddha of Tathagata is worthy of being the Buddha of Tathagata!

The qi and veins in Chen Fei's body were all intact on the surface without any damage. However, once he began to absorb the vital energy of heaven and earth, the problem would reveal traces of hideousness. He could not save these spiritual energy! It was like piercing countless fine holes on the water pipe, which could perfectly maintain the original skeleton appearance. However, once Chen Fei absorbed the spiritual energy, the spiritual energy would leak cleanly from these fine holes densely spread over the tendons and veins. It could not be preserved at all!

No matter how high his realm is, no matter how fast he absorbs spiritual energy, he will not be able to have cultivation!

"This is really awesome."

Chen Fei grinned and said hatefully that there was no such damage to the foundation that he knew could be dealt with, and it was almost insolvent... Chen Fei's brows frowned tightly, his face full of depression, but at this moment, a light knock on the door made Chen Fei pause slightly, and his eyes looked towards the door. The carved mahogany door creaked slowly and pushed open, reaching into a small head, with black hair like silk and red face, but he was a very lively seven or eight-year-old girl.

"Little girl, what's wrong with you coming here?"

Seeing that the visitor was just a young girl, Chen Fei forced himself to suppress the depression and anger in his heart, and a very stiff and forced smile was touched by the corner of his mouth. He asked in a low voice, his face was gentle, but his tone was full of impatientness, which made the little girl's expression stiffen. His little body subconsciously shrank back, and he looked at Chen Fei carefully and said, "Uncle..."

The title full of vicissitudes made Chen Fei's eyes twitch, his face looked even more entangled, and the little girl shrank back again, and his hands slid and suddenly put the thing in his arms on the table, and ran back without looking back. He ran for ten meters before turning around and said nervously to Chen Fei: "Uncle, I am He Ling'er, thank you for saving your father."

After saying that, he bowed deeply to Chen Fei and ran out in a hurry with a nervous look, as if the one living in this exquisite west wing was not a young man, but a terrifying beast, which made Chen Fei's expression stiffen instantly.

"...I should, it's not that scary..."

After a slight smile, Chen Fei turned his eyes to the objects on the table, but it was a very delicate lunch box. When he opened it, he saw a layer of white cake neatly shaped inside the simple box, and he pinched it into a white rabbit. A fragrant smell came to his nose. Chen Fei's belly made Chen Fei's expression froze, and then he shook his head helplessly.

His cultivation has dispersed. Even though he was a Bodhisattva Sword Immortal who was not in the world back then, he had to be controlled by the grains and grains of this world... He stretched out his fingers and gently picked up a piece of cake and put it into his mouth.

“Well, it tastes pretty good…”

"Mr. Chen Fei, the master invited you to the main hall. The banquet has been prepared for you..."

Just as Chen Fei swallowed his last heart and burped casually, a dull sound rang outside the door. Then, the carved mahogany door was creaked and pushed open rudely. He Da, a cold and tough guy who led Chen Fei here during the day, appeared in front of Chen Fei again. Looking at Chen Fei lying on the chair and pouring a pot of tea into his mouth, even with his nerves, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then said stiffly again.

"Mr. Chen Fei, please leave, don't let the master's wife wait for a long time!"

To be continued.
Chapter completed!