Feng Lin smiled and knocked on the door of the living room.

"Come in."

An old man's voice came from inside.

Feng Lin opened the door and said hello, "Master."

On the sofa, sat an old man with reading glasses.

His gray hair is very lush.

It can also be combed into a partial head, which gives people a very refined feeling.

This is the fact.

He is full of economics, piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, and is proficient in everything.

Dad’s musical attainments were learned from the village chief.

The living room is full of calligraphy and paintings.

The couplets for the New Year in the village were all handwritten by the village chief.

"Shouldn't you knock on the door first when you come to my house?"

Feng Ji gave a small smile.

"Master, shouldn't you ask first, why am I here?"

Feng Lin sat on the old sofa.

The uncle is so strong, but so afraid of the village chief.

Feng Lin could guess even if he was a fool.

His master is not simple.

Obviously, he should have known what happened over there.

Feng Jedi smiled and said, "Because I already know why you are here."

"It seems that I have caused trouble to the village."

Feng Lin hugged the back of his head and leaned on the sofa.

"Life is as splendid as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves."

Feng Jedi smiled at Feng Lin, "No one will blame you, we look very open."

"Master, I know you have a culture, let's talk a little idiom."

Feng Lin said with a smile.

"Okay, this Dragon Palace, what are your plans?"

Feng Jedi looked at the TV and asked.

"I listen to the Lord." Feng Lin smiled and looked at Feng Jedi.

"If kindness does not have a bottom line, it will be worthless. Kindness must be measured to be priceless."

The plain explanation of the feud.

"I see, it's no wonder those scumbags like to bully us honest people, because our kindness has no bottom line."

Feng Lin smiled and nodded.

He heard it out, although the Lord's words were plain, but they contained murderous intent.

The people in the Dragon Palace, threatening themselves with this method, had obviously touched the bottom line.

In Feng Lin's eyes, the words of the Jedi can be summed up in one word.

kill!

Feng Lin sighed, he was worthy of being the life mentor in the village, murder can be said to be so elegant.

"You can still be deceived by a scumbag? Impossible, right?" asked with a smile, sealed.

"How can it be impossible?"

"Because you have things that many people don't have, do you know what is the cheapest in your relationship?"

Feng Jiedi explained with a smile, "The gentleness of accomplishing nothing, the sincere heart of impoverishment."

"Master, let's say something normal."

Feng Lin looked a little embarrassed.

Whenever they come back during the Chinese New Year, the people in the village must listen to the teachings of the Jedi.

However, the only people in the village who dared to talk to the village chief like this were Fengchen and Linlin.

Other people in the village listened to the village chief’s teaching, whether they could understand it or not.

Will definitely nod, and then say, "You are right."

Otherwise, the uncle will definitely teach them.

"Haha, what are you talking about?"

Feng Jedi chuckled and glanced at Feng Lin.

"For example, you and your uncle are so strong, why would you live in seclusion here to farm?"

Feng Lin also grew up here, and he never found out that there are such masters in the village.

"It can't be regarded as a seclusion. Our ancestors have been farming in the Central Plains for generations."

Feng Jidi smiled lightly, "Did you forget? We Yanhuang people like farming."

"Well said."

Feng Lin smiled and nodded, "Since I'm here this time, please help me think of a name, and I am going to establish an organization."

The brush calligraphy on the mask of the dead night was written in a feud.

Take time for him to design an organizational pattern.

"What organization?" asked Jiedi.

"It is both right and evil, not bound by everything."

Although the prestige of the Dead Night of Fenglin remains the same, everyone knows that it belongs to the country.

There are naturally many benefits that belong to the country.

But there are also disadvantages, that is, things cannot be done absolutely.

Behind you is the country, you must always be concerned about your image.

So other people dare to bully you.

For example, some big families or sects.

On the national side, they all want to solicit, and sometimes they turn a blind eye and turn a blind eye.

This leads to their arrogant arrogance.

The organization that Feng Lin plans to establish this time must avoid this shortcoming.

For the country, only ventilate with the old lady.

"It's just a name, even if it's called Gougan, as long as the strength is strong, it will still be famous." Feng Ji smiled faintly.

Feng Lin was full of black lines, "Although this is the case, it must be nice. There are still beautiful girls in the organization."

People like Xu Ruoying in this organization will also join in the future.

"How about invisible?"

Feng Jiedi said lightly, "Simple and direct, without form, it also meets the standard of righteousness and evil."

"invisible?"

Feng Lin touched his chin, feeling okay.

"It's ten o'clock, I should go to bed."

Feng Jedi stood up from the sofa, "Your house has been unoccupied for a long time, so today you can rest on the sofa."

"good."

Feng Lin nodded.

...

It was quiet at night.

Feng Lin looked through the window, looking at the moonlight outside.

To build an organization, the beginning is very important.

His brand-new organization, the first enemy is Dragon Palace.

Stepping on the upper position of the Dragon Palace can make the new organization soar into the sky.

Early the next morning.

Feng Lin had breakfast at Feng Jedi's house.

This is the most common breakfast in their village.

A bowl of rice porridge, a steamed bun, a plate of side dishes.

After breakfast, Feng Lin left here.

He was going to Feng Youfu's house for a round, and then he was going back.

Walking on the street, many people in the village greeted Feng Lin.

They all took sickles and woven bags on their backs, ready to cut the wheat.

The wheat on the flat ground can be harvested, but the wheat on the low mountain can only be relied on by hand.

Come to the door of Feng Youfu's house.

Feng Jun and Ergou are building walls.

The person on the side and the cement turned out to be Lian Fei who was let go yesterday.

"Uncle, when did you come?"

Feng Jun looked at Feng Lin in surprise, smiled and prepared to walk over.

"Work for Lao Tzu!"

Feng Youfu on the side scolded.

Feng Jun smiled awkwardly, and resumed his work.

"Feng Lin, because of you yesterday, the wall of the great grandfather collapsed, so why can't you pay the uncle a few hundred yuan?"

Feng Dazhuang smiled at Feng Lin.

"Don't worry, I have made a lot of money over the years. I'll get a good bottle of wine for the uncle in a while."

Feng Lin smiled as he approached Lian Fei, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to apologize. The address I gave you yesterday is fake."

Lian Fei stopped the work at hand.

He met many people who didn't believe in words, and when he got the news, he killed them.

That's why he told Fenglin's fake address. Even if he was killed, Fenglin would not get any news.

But unexpectedly, Feng Lin really let him go.

This kind of person is a true hero.

So he came over early in the morning, ready to tell Feng Lin the truth.

"You can obviously tell by phone." Feng Lin smiled.

"I am going to join you and fight against the Dragon Palace together."

Lian Fei looked solemn, "I will provide you with everything I know."

"good!"

Feng Lin nodded vigorously, and the man looked about forty years old.

There is the possibility of further improvement.

In addition to him, Hong Ying is also a helper.

"By the way, do you know anyone who is dissatisfied with Long Hao?"

Feng Lin had the idea of ​​digging people.