Lin Feng lowered his eyes, hiding the burning murderous Intent in them. "I know Fukou very well. Where do your relatives live? Shall I take you there?"
"It'll be dark soon.
"I'm a very hospitable man. From the look of you, you've only just arrived in Fukou. Fukou isn't like other places.
"Danger lurks here.
"How about I take you to see your relatives? Fukou hasn't been peaceful lately, after all. I'm worried something might happen to you on the way. As a local, how about I treat you to some savory porridge?
"After supper, I'll escort you back too. You can eat your fill of the savory porridge here."
Holding his Dharma Sword in a reverse grip, Lin Feng pulled out his hairpin, and his demonic hair cascaded down.
He advanced one deliberate step at a time. Nothing about his bearing suggested a helpful citizen.
He might as well have written "murder" across his face.
Watching Lin Feng approach, the Black-Faced Daoist's cheek twitched again. He lightly slapped his mount's rump and replied, "We've merely come from far away. We wouldn't dare trouble you."
Lin Feng said, "What trouble? Oh, by the way, gentlemen, I've heard a saying: if you eat salted fish, you must bear the thirst. It means you have to accept the consequences of your actions. Since I dared write to the Shangqing Maoshan Order, I'm not afraid of your retaliation. But hasn't that retaliation come a little too quickly?
"Are you hiding something?
"How did you find out about this?!"
At that, he finally showed his hand. Lin Feng swung his Dharma Sword in a sudden rush of wind!
Lin Feng didn't know whether they were Underworld Uncanny.
But as the saying went:
Better to kill the wrong one than let one escape!
*Kill them