Chapter 3 The Living Dead and the Salted Fish Thief(2/2)
Xi Qianli quickly called Zhao Jia and asked:
"Do we have one hundred taels?"
Today, they had a lot of weapons and magic weapons to capture the mandrills, but there was really not much silver. The three guards combined with Mr. Xi's broken silver, which was only a dozen taels.
Miss Dong was stunned when she saw it, and she was unwilling to give up. She also wanted to pull out the hairpin from her head to count. Xi Qianli gently "shhh" and signaled not to speak, and listen with her ears.
A rapid sound of horse hooves came from far to near.
After more than ten days, mud and water splashed, and three knights rushed over. They turned their heads and saw the flames in the temple, and suddenly tied the reins.
Three horses neighed, and raised their front hooves and stood up.
Then the horse head was straightened and aimed at the ruined temple.
The man immediately had a strong outfit, strong and mighty look. The shoulders of the two sides were exposed on their shoulders, and the man in the middle was bare-handed and his body was filled with white air.
Xi Qianli lowered his voice and said anxiously:
"Be careful, when a master comes, don't act rashly. The man in the middle actually consumes his true energy to dry his clothes, and at least reaches the fifth level of Condensing Gang."
So what?
Dong Shumin held the hilt of the sword, opened her almond eyes wide, and spat:
"Bah, I'm walking with a knife and a hideous face. I'm definitely a thief. I bumped into my lady's hand today..."
Xi Qianli almost knelt down, thinking that this is a barren mountain and a land beyond the law, and no name can be used to suppress others. We are weak, and you still want to be a hero, aren’t you looking for a blow?
The wind continues to blow.
The vast fields are everywhere, and dusk is coming.
The two groups of people were confused and could not figure out where each other came from, so they confronted each other for a moment.
The man in the middle issued an order, and the three of them took out a black scarf from their arms calmly, tied it backwards, covering half of their faces under their eyes tightly.
The guards felt nervous, and Miss Dong smiled proudly and said:
"Look, I'm right."
The masked man on the far right quickly climbed up the slope. When he saw the temple, he saw that the monk was confused.
Grandma, a bear, three ragged clothes in the temple, and seven guards under the eaves are so bright and handsome. What a weird thing!
Xi Qianli smiled and bowed, just about to speak.
The masked man's nose wings twitched, and he let out a "huh" sound, and he rushed into the side hall. After a few breaths, he ran out like a frightened little mouse. While he was angry, he was yelling down the slope:
"Old, boss, salted fish... There are so many salted fish here, a truck full of salted fish..."
Seeing this, Dong Shumin's eyes widened and murmured to herself.
Chapter completed!