There's something wrong with me

Chapter 146 Return to Destiny 4

‘This might be a 【prequel】 world.’

Zhang Feng was a little dazed, never expecting that he would actually enter the story of ‘Honored Guest’?

This kind of awkward feeling is too bizarre.

Fortunately, don't think about it.

Let's wait for the mission first, and see if we can find the Honored Guest from 【Detective Prequel】.

Thinking in his heart.

Zhang Feng once again began to observe these handwriting, wanting to find some ‘possible information’ from these handwriting.

Then infer whether the Honored Guest is related to the mission.

Because, if this is really the detective world.

Then the personality of the Honored Guest should still be the personality of liking ‘riddles’.

Maybe some information he left is related to the current mission.

It's just that after looking around, there's nothing.

It really only has martial arts, no riddles.

Then this is indeed more of a riddle.

‘Where exactly is the crisis?’

Zhang Feng couldn't figure it out, and saw that it was already evening.

Whirr—

The young man also put down his backpack, which contained some dry steamed buns and jerky.

“Brother Zhang, leave these for you.”

He handed these to Zhang Feng, “We are going down the mountain to go back.”

They still felt guilty about the previous hundred yuan, but Zhang Feng didn't want the money, so they tried their best to leave some things that would be useful to Brother Zhang.

For example, food.

The three siblings felt that Brother Zhang was ‘very gluttonous’.

“Then let's go together.”

Zhang Feng didn't have any better ideas, so he simply followed the world's characters.

“Together?” The man asked curiously, “Brother Zhang, where are you going?”

‘Where are you going?’ Zhang Feng wanted to ask this, but felt it was wrong, so he changed his words and said: “Just wandering around, I came out for a relaxing trip.”

“Okay! Then let's go together?” The young man was very happy to hear that Brother Zhang had no destination.

Completely forgetting that he didn't want to stay with Zhang Feng for a long time at first.

The younger sister saw this scene and felt that this was the personal charm that the teacher said.

… …

Leaving the broken temple.

Zhang Feng ate the hard-to-chew jerky while looking around the nearby woods.

At this moment, Zhang Feng missed the rats and tigers and leopards of the trial world.

The main thing is not to cover up, and give yourself a hard time when you come up.

That was more straightforward, either you die or they die.

It's also because the world in this world is too short, and it's a 【prequel】 + 【special】 world.

Now, in the blink of an eye, it's been ten hours.

No danger yet.

Zhang Feng was a little unaccustomed to it.

I'm even guessing.

The ‘murderer’ wouldn't be killed halfway on the way, right?

This has also happened.

Who was that in the chase in the Xiangjiang world, before I could deal with him, he died himself.

‘In the re-“reversed” world, the direction of fate inside may also have certain deviations.’

Zhang Feng felt that this idea was quite reliable.

… …

In the evening, half past eleven.

Zhang Feng and the three walked around and finally left the mountain forest and came to a highway in a large suburb.

It's just that there are very few cars here, and coupled with the four of them, no one dares to stop at this late hour.

So I can only rely on walking.

And here is more than ten miles away from the nearest village.

In addition, everyone has been wandering in the forest for a long time, and this walk is quite tiring.

At least the three siblings are tired.

“Brother, why don't we spend the night by the roadside?”

The young man was already tired from walking and suggested sleeping nearby.

The man was also yawning, almost exhausted.

The younger sister was already fighting with her eyelids, being half-supported by her two brothers, walking like a sleepwalker.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng looked at them and felt that rushing on the road was unreliable.

Fortunately, it is just early autumn, and the temperature is suitable.

It is okay to lie down and sleep in the wild, and sprinkle some insect repellent water.

“Let's sleep over there.” Zhang Feng pointed to the highway ahead. The outside of the road on that side was flat, and a little further out, there was a small high slope.

In this way, even if a car deviates from the lane, it will not run over itself and others.

But just as the few people were walking towards that side, a large truck drove to the outside of the road and parked.

People also took a fancy to this good place.

As expected of a big truck peer, he has vision.

It's just that, as Zhang Feng and others went straight over, the big truck seemed to pause for a while, then restarted and left directly.

The driver was afraid that Zhang Feng and others were robbing the road.

Wait to come here, go up the small earth slope.

The younger sister took out the small blanket in her backpack as if she was having a flashback, and carefully laid it out for her three brothers.

After laying it out, she lay down on the blanket and fell asleep.

The man took out the sheets from another bag and divided them between Zhang Feng and the young man.

Not enough, let's just make do with it, just cover the stomach.

… …

Tap tap… …

In sleep.

I don't know what time it is.

Zhang Feng heard footsteps approaching.

Suddenly opened his eyes.

Zhang Feng subconsciously got up to be on guard and looked in the direction of the footsteps.

In the moonlight, it was a middle-aged man.

He was carrying a short knife in his hand, and his physique was probably at the level of a drug dealer.

‘Is the crisis him?’

Zhang Feng looked at him warily.

“What a quick reaction!” The middle-aged man exclaimed when he saw Zhang Feng getting up, “If I didn’t already have a disciple, it would be interesting to take you as a disciple.

But now I don't need it.

Quickly hand over your money.”

The middle-aged man's tone was not like robbing, but rather like he was short of money, so he wanted to attack.

However, Zhang Feng understood that giving money would also mean death.

Because this person's tone was obviously not to leave anyone alive, but to kill people to silence them.

“What's wrong…” The young man and the man waited for the sound, also woke up in a daze, and then saw the middle-aged man walking over with a knife.

At this moment, they were completely sleepless.

“You!”

They wanted to shout in surprise.

The middle-aged man ran over quickly, raising his knife and slashing at Zhang Feng, who posed the greatest threat.

Zhang Feng was about to take action, but when the middle-aged man's face was reflected in the moonlight.

Zhang Feng's hand was not slow, he quickly disarmed the middle-aged man's knife and pinned him to the ground.

But in my heart.

Zhang Feng was a little surprised.

‘Hall Master Ling?’

This middle-aged man is Hall Master Ling in the Yu God World, the number one in the world there.

It's just that in this world, how could he be a ‘low-level robber’?

This change is too big, not as good as Brother Wang Snake, or at least a more vicious drug dealer.

“Ah!” At this time, the young man and the others also shouted, and also woke up the younger sister.

But similarly, they were also surprised by Zhang Feng's bare-handed counterattack.

Zhang Feng didn't want to say so much to them, and paid more attention to Hall Master Ling, who was begging for mercy,.

“You said you have a disciple, who is he? Is his surname Yu?”

“You…how do you know my disciple's surname?” Hall Master Ling was not begging for mercy now, but his face was full of horror.

“You go first.” Zhang Feng did not answer him, but looked at the watch on his wrist. It was now five o'clock at night.

There are only five hours left until the return.

And now that the ‘crisis’ has been found, then the next step is to find the other one.

Finding it alone is faster than bringing people.

“Okay…” The young man and the others heard Zhang Feng's words, and saw that knives were being used here, so they actually wanted to leave.

Because in their opinion, Brother Zhang seemed to know this person?

So they didn't ask any more questions, and didn't want to get involved in these terrifying things. They took their quilts and blankets and left directly.

Zhang Feng watched them leave before looking at Hall Master Ling, who was being held down by him.

“Your disciple's full name, his current appearance, and where he is now.”

“I…” Hall Master Ling hesitated.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng suddenly exerted force with his palm, and with a click, he broke one of his arms.

“Name, appearance, and where he is.”

… …

Back on the highway again.

It's just Zhang Feng alone.

Hall Master Ling has been ‘buried alive’.

At the same time, Zhang Feng was also very uncomfortable.

Because he wanted to find the ‘Honored Guest’ in this world even more.

But there was no location information in the previous brick martial arts.

Then, if you want to find it, it is indeed not easy to find.

Or, go back to the broken temple and wait?

Zhang Feng pondered, and tried his best to recall some things about the phone at that time.

But after a hundred years, I really can't remember some details.

However, I vaguely remember that he and that close friend traveled all over the north and south of the Yangtze River.

It basically replicated the ‘Boss Long and Honored Guest’ in the car chief world.

The two of them also ran around all day long.

Moreover, the handwriting in the broken temple and the traces on the floor tiles have not been new for a long time.

The two should have started traveling around and will not come back.

Thinking in my heart.

Zhang Feng looked to the southwest again. The Yu God that Hall Master Ling mentioned was over there.

Opposite to the broken temple.

Now, it's a choice.

Zhang Feng is very familiar with this.

First of all, it is to strengthen, to relate to oneself, and the Yu God has faith.

After that, the Honored Guest and the others have no faith.

No need to think too much.

Zhang Feng went directly to the place where the Yu God was located.

Because there is not much time left, there is no time to delay.

There are still more than sixty miles to go.

It's almost 6 o'clock now, and there are more than four hours left.

… …

After about half an hour of walking along the road.

I didn't stop a car, but a farmer stopped his tractor next to Zhang Feng, who was stopping the car, and said enthusiastically: “Fellow, going to the town, are you going?”

“Thank you, master.”

Zhang Feng sat directly in the back of the car, finally there was a car.

… …

Beep beep—

After a bumpy ride.

Zhang Feng arrived in the town at nine o'clock in the morning.

“Freshly picked vegetables…”

It is morning now, and many people come to town to sell vegetables.

“Steamed buns…” There were also breakfast stalls at the entrance of the town.

Zhang Feng touched the more than ten yuan in his pocket and bought some steamed buns and soy milk.

Then, while waving to the tractor master to refuse, he stuffed some to him.

While keeping some for himself to eat, he entered the town.

The destination is ‘Hexi Town Inn’.

After asking a few pedestrians on the road, Zhang Feng came to the entrance of this inn.

Zhang Feng walked in and looked at the boss at the counter,

“Master, check a person, Yu Henglin.”

"You?" The owner was somewhat wary.

"I'm his uncle. He ran off with the family's money," Zhang Feng said casually, taking out his leather wallet, opening it slightly, and flashing it in front of him.

Inside were his ID and a few business cards, but it was too fast for him to see clearly.

"Wait a moment, let me check the register." The owner actually believed him and really wanted to see the family drama of an uncle catching his nephew.

But after checking, he shook his head and said, "No one named Yu is staying here."

"Then he probably registered with a fake name and a fake ID," Zhang Feng gestured roughly. "He's about twenty years old…"

Zhang Feng was a criminal police officer, so he was quite descriptive.

Plus, the owner had paper and pen.

Zhang Feng sketched a little.

Fortunately, Yu Shen was handsome, like a celebrity, and the drawing looked very accurate.

"No…" The owner still shook his head.

But after a few seconds, he seemed to remember something and said, "Just a dozen minutes ago, two people dragged someone past the door, also like family coming to catch someone.

The person being dragged looked a lot like that big celebrity you drew."

"Where are they?" Zhang Feng asked.

"They went to the right," the owner pointed outside.

"Thank you." Zhang Feng didn't stop, going out and heading directly southeast.

And every hundred meters, he asked the roadside stall owners, seeing if that obvious 'dragging' had gone in which direction.

After walking more than four hundred meters like this.

Zhang Feng stopped asking, because he saw seven or eight people gathered in front of a teahouse ahead, talking quietly.

Seeing that there seemed to be something going on there.

Zhang Feng walked over and followed the gaze of these people, looking towards the small teahouse in front.

The teahouse had its windows open.

Through the window, Zhang Feng saw two old men, looking about eighty years old, sitting inside.

One of them was the Esteemed Guest.

He didn't expect to see him here.

At this moment.

Zhang Feng found it interesting and looked more closely, seeing him smiling as he offered tea to the old man opposite him.

Opposite him was a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe.

On his shoulder was a small mouse.

The Esteemed Guest's 'best friend' was actually Immortal Ling Shan?

Zhang Feng paused when he saw this scene.

He really didn't expect it.

You should know that in the Train Captain's world, the Esteemed Guest was killing rats everywhere and wanted to kill Immortal Ling Shan.

But thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make sense?

'The Esteemed Guest's delusion of becoming an immortal, could it have been pointed out by Taoist Ling Shan?

Thinking like this, it seems to make sense.'

Zhang Feng seemed to figure something out, but now seeing that neither of their physiques were high.

Immortal Ling Shan was 15, and the Esteemed Guest was 22.

They probably hadn't figured out the 'internal organ resonance method' yet.

Zhang Feng vaguely remembered that the Esteemed Guest's martial arts were developed after the death of his 'best friend, Immortal Ling Shan'.

And this world has no spiritual energy, so it's impossible to cultivate spirituality and become an immortal.

Immortal Ling Shan also didn't seem to be cultivating spiritual thoughts in any way.

Looking again at the mouse on Immortal Ling Shan's shoulder.

Let's leave it alone for now.

Moreover, even if it had achieved cultivation, the Esteemed Guest's temper would make him take action even if he didn't.

Thinking.

Zhang Feng walked into the teahouse, heading straight for the two of them.

At this time, getting closer, Zhang Feng also saw a familiar face, Yu Shen, whom he was looking for.

He was now tied up, already unconscious, lying next to the Esteemed Guest.

Just now, when he was outside the teahouse, he was blocked by the railing.

He hadn't noticed him under the table.

'Three familiar people, plus a familiar mouse, and Ling Guanzhu, who was killed by me.

Looking at Yu Shen's appearance, he's been caught by the Esteemed Guest, who hates evil like an enemy.

Their master and apprentice are probably not far from reuniting on the road to the Yellow Springs.'

Zhang Feng found it interesting and strode over to the two of them.

"You…?"

Immortal Ling Shan, seeing a stranger standing next to them, showed a strange expression.

"Are you a comrade from the Public Security Bureau?" The Esteemed Guest, seeing Zhang Feng's undisguised heroic spirit, laughed heartily and pointed to Yu Shen at his feet.

"This person relies on some martial arts skills to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

My best friend and I have been chasing him for many days, and today we finally subdued him.

I already asked my child to report the case nearby, I didn't expect you to come so quickly."

As he spoke, he looked around, looking for where his child was.

As soon as Zhang Feng heard the word 'child', he knew that he was probably talking about the businessman.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng thought for a few seconds and stopped thinking about it.

"Boss, do you have paper and pen?" Zhang Feng didn't want to say anything irrelevant, he was preparing to write secret manuals for the two of them now, because time was running out.

Even if it was a bit abrupt, let it be abrupt.

"It's estimated that we'll have to give testimonies or something." Immortal Ling Shan thought it was a written record, which made the Esteemed Guest restrain his Jianghu style and show more seriousness.

Zhang Feng ignored them, took the paper and pen brought by the boss, and began to write furiously at a speed that ordinary people couldn't do.

The two were surprised by Zhang Feng's writing speed, knowing that Zhang Feng was definitely a great master!

Zhang Feng didn't say a word, trying to write the essentials of internal force resonance and martial arts clearly.

With their two's comprehension, only such an introduction was needed.

When he finished writing, most of the hundred-page notebook had been written.

The Esteemed Guest and the two were also surprised, and then looked at Zhang Feng curiously, wondering what Zhang Feng was doing?

Zhang Feng then checked it one last time, and after seeing that there were no mistakes, he first looked at Immortal Ling Shan.

"You have a problem with your lungs, I have a set of internal organ exercises here.

After you are familiar with it, first practice the heart and liver, and then vibrate the lungs, which can cure lung diseases.

If you can't cultivate the resonance method, there are also prescriptions I left in this book, which can relieve your illness."

"How do you know I have a problem with my lungs?" Immortal Ling Shan frowned, feeling that Zhang Feng was not as simple as a master, but rather a bit 'miraculous' and strange!

Zhang Feng ignored his surprise and looked again at the Esteemed Guest, whose expression had become serious.

"If he doesn't die, you won't be able to cultivate immortality.

You said you'd discuss the Tao together down the mountain, but you left so happily."

"What do you mean?" The Esteemed Guest felt that this outrageous master seemed to have something wrong with his mind?

What immortality?

Is this master crazy?

He actually wants to become an immortal?

"Forget it." Zhang Feng saw the Esteemed Guest's puzzled face, but felt that explaining it was too troublesome, "I don't know why either.

When I met you before, I always felt like there was nothing to talk about.

But today I want to talk to you a lot, but I don't know what to talk about.

I feel like many things can't be talked about."

Zhang Feng said this, and suddenly asked the Esteemed Guest: "Are you still called the Esteemed Guest?"

"Huh?" The Esteemed Guest stood up from the stool with a rustle, "Who are you? How do you know my nickname?"

Zhang Feng ignored him and looked at the more wary Immortal Ling Shan.

"Taoist friend's Taoist name is Immortal Ling Shan?"

"Who are you?" Immortal Ling Shan was also shocked and suddenly stood up, standing on one side with the Esteemed Guest.

Because their two's nicknames were only known to the two of them!

"Squeak squeak…"

At this time, the little mouse burrowed into Immortal Ling Shan's sleeve.

"Don't be afraid, prisoner." Immortal Ling Shan comforted his pet.

Prisoner, Esteemed Guest, Immortal Ling Shan, was what they said in jest about this mouse when the two of them first met in the small city at Ling Shan.

At that time.

Immortal Ling Shan was wandering in the city, afraid that the mouse would run around, so he kept the mouse in a small cage.

The Esteemed Guest was also traveling in this city, and recognized Immortal Ling Shan, with whom he had 'befriended in a broken temple', from the crowd at a glance, and pointed at the mouse jokingly.

'Is it your prisoner?'

Immortal Ling Shan also recognized the Esteemed Guest, 'You are my Esteemed Guest.'

The Esteemed Guest laughed loudly at once, saying, 'This mouse is quite spiritual, and my friend is dressed as a Taoist, could he be the immortal in this Ling Shan?'

They only said this jokingly once.

Zhang Feng didn't know these past events either.

But when he saw their wary appearance at this moment.

Zhang Feng smiled.

"Esteemed Guest, you recognized me at a glance before, I only recognized you based on a photo.

I've never told you this before.

But now, you didn't recognize me, but I recognized you at a glance."

Zhang Feng said, and looked at the more wary Immortal Ling Shan.

"Taoist friend Ling Shan, goodbye."

Doubt appeared on their expressions.

Time was slowing down.

Tap tap…