Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 119: Hunters in Need
"Eat first," Wei Xi said calmly, "If you want to be interrogated or make a scene, wait."

Lian Gouqie tried to ask Qin Feng for help.

Unfortunately, the timing was wrong. In the past, Qin Feng still had the strength to fight, but today she had to rely on instinct to breathe.

Seeing that he couldn't escape the disaster even by stretching and shrinking his neck, Lian Gou Xie opened his belly and ate half of the meal.

In order to snatch food from Lian Gou's mouth, and also to see how big a mess he could make with his effort in getting food, Wei Xi said, "You just said you wanted to switch to Zheng Xing's group. Go ahead."

Lian Gouqie said quickly, "It's not a big deal. Zheng Xing wants us. To be more precise, he wants you to join his group."

The tone and speed of his voice clearly told Wei Xi that there was something else going on.

Why else would Zheng Xing want her to go? Because she was good at harvesting wheat?
Fortunately, Lian Gou was still haunted by Wei Xi's pettiness and cunning, so he immediately confessed everything: "There's something eating the wheat in the wheat field that Zheng Xing is in charge of. He asked me to ask if you could use your little hunter skills to help him solve it."

Wei Xi frowned when he heard this, and a lot of thoughts ran through his mind.

"Why did I ask you to ask? And how did he know my father was a hunter?" Wei Xi didn't know why this was the first question he asked.

"After all, you're gloomy all day, and Qin Feng's words are harsh. I don't know how Zheng Xing knew." Even Gou Xie was about to cry. "Anyway, don't overthink it. I'm exhausted for you."

"I live in your heart when Lingyin is not around! And when did you get together with Huole Xiren?" Unless she did it on purpose, it was rare for Wei Xi to show her emotions so openly.

"I'm sorry, it's just that Zheng Xing came to ask me," Lian Gouyu knew his words were unpleasant, "but I really don't know who told you that you know hunting."

Wei Xi now suppressed the fact that the eleven-year-old once again realized that he was unwelcome. Practice makes perfect.

Wei Xi, who had regained his composure, was about to refuse when he heard Qin Feng say, "Just agree to them."

Wei Xi had never heard such a weak yet firm voice in his life.

"It's okay. If Wei Xi doesn't want to, forget it," Lian Gouyu said quickly. "She's been harvesting wheat all day. Besides, there are so many cultivators out there. Someone will definitely take care of this matter."

"First of all, this is food," Qin Feng, who had regained some energy, persuaded him. "Besides, helping them will always improve their impression, even if it's just for a glance."

After saying this, Qin Feng continued to eat listlessly.

Wei Xi didn't always listen to advice, but thinking of Lian Gou's cautious look, he turned the words of refusal into a circle and said, "I'll go and take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, the autumn wind outside the door blew over the branches under the magpie's feet, and Zheng Xing and Qian Liangfeng poked their heads in.

"Wei Xi, thank you, otherwise the wheat in the field would have been ruined." Although Zheng Xing did not have the double chin that Qian Liangfeng had after his sharp weight loss, his voice was much louder than Qian Liangfeng's.

Even so, they were still trembling a little, and it seemed that someone had really scared them.

"The sound insulation of this door is quite poor." Lian Gou laughed awkwardly.

Wei Xichong rolled his eyes at Lian Gouqie. As soon as he closed his eyes, he knew that this account would definitely be held accountable.

"I can't guarantee that I can solve the problem. I can only go and take a look first." What Wei Xi said was right. This was also one of the lessons Tangkou Town left her.

Zheng Xing immediately said, "It's okay. You'll know more than we do if you take a look."

Wei Xi put on his padded jacket, picked up the torch on the shelf at the door, and followed Zheng Qian to the wheat field where the crime occurred.

Qin Feng and Lian Gou stayed in the house to solve the problem of moving the magic formula.

"Why did you think of asking me for help?" Wei Xi said, then felt that this question sounded too prying. Lian Gou's words were still ringing in his ears, "Senior Sister Xie and Senior Sister Qi are more suitable than me." "Senior Sister Xie has too many things to take care of every day. Maybe it's a deer, a rabbit, or someone else's spiritual beast. If you have any clues, we can go to her."

Wei Xi glanced at him: You have thought it through very carefully.

Zheng Xing and Qian Liangfeng are the younger ones in their group, only one year older than Wei Xi.

The two who went to the Civil Engineering Department were both fifteen years old, and Wei Xi was not in the same room with these people, so Zheng and Qian had a very close relationship.

"A Zheng and I have gone to see it," Qian Liangfeng said. Qin Feng, who had left a psychological trauma on him before, was not around, so he felt a little bolder. "But we can't see anything."

"Senior Brother Zhao mentioned before that your father was a hunter, and since you've been to the secret realm, that's why he wanted to ask for your help."

It turned out that it was Zhao Dazui who said it, which makes sense.

Having gotten what he wanted, Wei Xi stopped talking, letting the silence drown out any potential topics.

Qian Liangfeng held a lantern in his hand, lighting up the dark road.

"This piece of land was assigned to me by my master," Zheng Xing led Wei Xi inside. "It's not as big as the other two, but the soil is the best and the yield is the highest, reaching 900 kilograms per mu."

"Nine hundred kilograms?" Wei Xi knew that the cultivator had some abilities. After all, the immortal masters in places like Ku Shui Village could grow wheat from seedlings. He just didn't expect that the yield of winter wheat would be so high.

"Zheng Xing, has Elder Qingniu been to Xizhou?" Wei Xi suddenly thought of the wheat in the neighboring Kushui Village. That wheat was grown from the horns of the Qingniu. Because of this connection, every ten years or so, there would be immortals coming to the Kushui Village to recruit disciples.

"Master never said that," Zheng Xing, who had only been with Elder Qingniu for a short time, said, "but he was from Suzhou before he joined the Immortal Sect. As for after he joined, Master has been traveling around."

Elder Qingniu is almost 150 years old this year, so the time barely fits.

For this small possibility, Wei Xi cheered up and tried to help Elder Qingniu's young disciple solve the problem.

"It's right here," Zheng Xing took the lantern Qian Liangfeng handed over. "About the day before yesterday, I found this in the field while I was inspecting."

In the light, Wei Xi saw a palm print. Wei Xi compared it with his hand and found that it was two times larger than his palm.

"I discovered it the day before yesterday," Wei Xi asked as he looked at it, "Why did you only find a solution today?"

".A few Immortal Red-tailed Birds from the Bird Bureau flew over and destroyed quite a bit of the area. Senior Sister Qi scolded me."

Wei Xi could hear the uneasiness in Zheng Xing's tone without looking up.

"After that, I built the scarecrow, but the Bird Bureau lost a lot of birds, so those three people locked up their own birds. There was no chance to make amends."

"You're welcome." Wei Xi reached out and touched the palm print, rubbing the mud underneath.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly." Qian Liangfeng came over.

Wei Xi picked up a piece of brown hair and said, "Look at this."

"What is this hair? Do you know?" Zheng Xing asked.

"At least give me a piece of skin," Wei Xi said. After all, he was not an old hunter. "Fortunately, we are monks."

(End of this chapter)