How can there be traces of Zhao Sheng in the small noodle restaurant?

"That guy took the opportunity to run away..." Feng Chenglin couldn't help stomping his feet bitterly.

"He didn't run..."

Ling Luoyu turned around quietly and looked in the direction of the backyard.

"He should have gone inside..."

"Why is he going inside?"

Before Feng Chenglin spoke, the old shopkeeper suddenly rushed to the backyard holding a halberd.

That quick movement is completely at two levels from the awkwardness just now.

"I'm going...what's the situation? It's fast enough!" Feng Cheng Linyou looked at Ling Luoyu, suddenly opened his mouth: "San Shao, have you found something wrong?"

Otherwise, I wouldn't do it suddenly just now.

"He uses murderous soldiers!"

"Ferocious soldier?" Feng Chenglin blinked his eyes and twitched the corners of his lips: "Just that... the rusty... long spear?"

That thing did carry a sullen aura, but it turned out to be a murderous soldier! !

Those who can be called fierce soldiers must use blood to temper them unless they possess a certain hostility.

Only a weapon with a certain amount of evil spirits and blood is qualified to be called a murderous soldier!

"Growing rust?" Ling Luoyu curled his lips meaningfully: "That's a seal!"

"seal?"

"The seal seals the hostility of the fierce soldiers, lest the people around them are affected by it, confuse the mind and do anything against human relations..."

"I'm going... This shows that the old man is not easy!" Feng Chenglin was speechless, and suddenly he smiled, "Then you say, what will happen to the surname Zhao now?"

"How is it?" Ling Luoyu curled his lips, a thin smile faded from the corner of his lips: "No matter what, that is his own choice!"

That fellow Zhao Sheng, really doesn't open his eyes!

He even dared to sneak into the backyard while they were fighting.

However, this also directly shows that Zhao Sheng is still hiding some things and has not said it!

And these things are absolutely related to the well in the backyard!

"Fatty, time is almost up, let's go and watch the show?"

"Okay!"

Feng Chenglin was waiting for this moment, rushing to the backyard busy.

Unlike the small and narrow front, the backyard of the noodle shop can be said to be the back garden of the rich.

Feng Chenglin was still stunned the moment he rushed out of the back kitchen.

"I...fuck... why are you so big?"

He thought the backyard was a dirty, messy little yard full of firewood and hay.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a big garden.

"No wonder you just went out for so long, the old man didn't doubt you... He probably thought that when you went to the latrine, you instantly admired the scenery in this garden, right?"

"So, the noodle shop is just a cover... the things here are the most important thing!"

Ling Luoyu's words were interrupted by a scolding from the front.

What followed was a suffocating evil spirit.

Feng Chenglin couldn't help laughing: "It seems that the old man has done something with the surname Zhao... Third Young Master, do we want to do it? If the surname Zhao is killed, we will give up all our efforts!"

"Don't worry, the old shopkeeper won't kill him!" Ling Luoyu walked forward with a leisurely hand.

"why?"

"Because he, like us, also wants to know what happened to Zhao Sheng!"

"what"

A scream came from the front.

Feng Chenglin was full of gloat: "I think... even if the surname Zhao hadn't been killed, it would not be better! Listening to this... it's much worse than when we started!"