Although Chen Feng and Mu Dongcheng live in a small town, they don’t sell breakfast.

But the landlord's family still has to have a meal.

This is nothing more than asking the landlord to make two more people when making breakfast, and it doesn't cost much.

However, even so, the landlord looked reluctant.

Until Chen Feng took out two hundred yuan and stuffed it directly into the landlord's hand.

When the landlord saw the two hundred yuan, his eyes suddenly lit up and he was so happy.

After all, it is in such a mountain village town with an economically underdeveloped and very backward nature.

Two hundred yuan is a considerable income.

The landlord quickly took the money and then went to the kitchen to make breakfast for Chen Feng and Mu Dongcheng, and told the two that if there was no place to eat at noon, they could come over.

If you want to eat at night, you can still come here.

Chen Feng and Mu Dongcheng couldn't help but look at each other and shook their heads and smiled.

This is the power of money!

Sure enough, in the secular world.

It is still easy to do things if you have money, but it will be difficult to move without money.

Of course, in the ancient martial arts world, it depends entirely on whose fist is strong and whose power is strong.

These are two completely different worlds.

Of course, we can't look at it together...

After breakfast.

It was almost nine o'clock in the morning.

Chen Feng and Mu Dongcheng decided to go back to their room to rest first.

After all, Lu Ying will not be able to go there at 4 pm.

So the two returned to the room again.

Chen Feng fought all night last night, and his soul fell into the dream world and spent a month in the dream world.

So it can be said that I am exhausted at this moment.

When he fell on the bed, he fell asleep.

Because Mu Dongcheng was penetrated by the Yin Qi and did not rest well, he lay on the bed for a while and couldn't help but fall asleep.

This time, I came directly to around 3:00 pm.

The alarm clock rang.

Chen Feng and Mu Dongcheng woke up, washed their faces, and planned to go to Lu Ying's house.

Before leaving.

When the landlord saw the two, he greeted them with a smile on his face, and told them to be careful.

Obviously, this must be due to the two hundred yuan given by Chen Feng.

In the eyes of the landlord, Chen Feng has become a financial owner and has to provide him with him well.

Regarding this.

Chen Feng and Mu Dongcheng couldn't help but sigh again.

The charm of money is indeed not something that ordinary people can stop it...

Walking on the way to Lu Ying's house.

Mu Dongcheng's expression seemed a little panicked.

See this.

Chen Feng asked with a smile: "Uncle Mu, what's wrong with you?"

"Xiaofeng, do you think we will be in danger?"

Mu Dongcheng asked with a worried look on his face.

"Danger?"

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, looked at Mu Dongcheng and asked, "Are you talking about the soul of that little boy?"

"Yes, after all, he is not a human being. What if he is the fierce one?"

Mu Dongcheng asked with some concern.

And this is a normal reaction from a normal person to call a ghost.

Even if Mu Dongcheng has seen various big scenes.

But those who deal with him before were all human beings.

I've never seen a ghost.

Of course, Liu Yulan was next to him last night.

He also felt uncomfortable all night because of Liu Yulan's yin energy.

But Mu Dongcheng didn't know about these things, otherwise he would have been in a cold sweat.

Looking at Mu Dongcheng's worried look on his face.

Chen Feng also shook his head and smiled.

If there wasn't the experience last night.

He didn't know what kind of existence the little boy was.

But by last night.

He already knows.

The little boy is Liu Yulan's son Wu Xiaofu.

Just a very poor child.

He was killed by the unscrupulous bastard of Mingkun and refined into a puppet soul that only repeats one thing every day, and has no other memory at all.

This is really pitiful.

Such a poor little guy.

Naturally there is no threat.

What's more, Mingkun, who was controlling him behind his back, had already fallen.

Then Wu Xiaofu's soul would be even less threatening.

Now he only remembers to play football with Lu Ying at 4 pm every day.

Apart from that, you don’t know anything and don’t know anything, just like a machine.

Such a ghost.

How could it be lethal?

Thinking of this.

Chen Feng smiled, reached out and patted Mu Dongcheng's shoulder twice, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, there will be no problem. With me here, no ghosts or monsters can make waves!"

"Okay, uncle believes in you!"

Mu Dongcheng nodded.

Although I was still a little afraid.

But he decided to hand over his safety to Chen Feng.

He believed that Chen Feng would definitely be able to protect himself!

"Well, let's go quickly, otherwise after four o'clock, you won't be able to catch up!"

Chen Feng said with a smile.

Then the two of them rushed towards Lu Ying's house quickly.

The two of them just arrived near Lu Ying's doorstep.

Then I saw Lu Ying standing at the door, looking around.

I saw Chen Feng and Mu Dongcheng coming.

Lu Ying jumped up and came up with her, then stretched out her hand, pouted her mouth and said, "Uncle, where are my two new football players?"

Hearing words.

Chen Feng was also stunned, but he almost forgot about this.

So he quickly moved his mind and gave orders to the Apocalypse Holy Pearl, allowing the Apocalypse World to simulate creating two footballs.
To be continued...