"It's better to ask for others than for yourself?
What does this mean?
”"Do you plan for the living dead?"
The questioning voices of the Wu patriarch and Mo Rongjiu sounded at the same time.Li Haitang, who was holding the gold token in a daze, instantly came back to his senses, silently handed the token to the masked black-clothed guard, and then said quietly."
Patriarch Yan's jade eggs and green opal, Patriarch Wu's secret recipe for the palace, how do you think you got it?
Privately hiding the royal gifts of the king of Mobei Domain, who is not afraid of losing his head?
”"In exchange for my safety, Master and Ling Ye personally went to see the living dead and asked him to repair a book and send it to the capital.Among the four great merchants, the only one who can share the world with the emperor, and the emperor does not dare to offend the only one is the living dead. ”"Patriarch Yan is playing a conspiracy with me, wanting to get jade eggs and keeping gold.He was whimsical, but he didn't know that his life was hanging under the sword when he was greedy, and if he took half a wrong step, he would be in a different place. ”"The Wu patriarch is very happy to get the secret recipe, right?
Haven't you thought about how the secret recipe of the palace hospital can be possessed by ordinary people?
Don't underestimate that piece of paper, if there is a turmoil, it will be a trivial matter to punish the nine clans, and the people of the entire porcelain town will lose their lives, and it will not be enough for you and the people of the Wu clan to repay their sins forever!
”Li Haitang said with a dry mouth, and took a big gulp of warm tea.The head of the Wu clan was weak, and he never imagined that the secret recipe of the palace was actually asked by the world's largest merchant from the emperor Lao'er.In this way, the 200,000 taels of gold really can't be kept.Seeing that the Wu patriarch was like this, Mo Rongjiu secretly sighed that Zhuge Yi and Ling Ye's resourcefulness was too high, and I was afraid that ten of her might be able to draw with them."
Begonia, what does the living dead mean by sending that young man to pass the word?""
Yes, yes, yes."
The Wu patriarch immediately refreshed his spirits and couldn't wait to ask: "It's better to ask for others than for yourself?"
”Li Haitang put down the teacup and smiled, and asked instead of answering: "Didn't the Wu patriarch take a closer look at that secret recipe?"
The medicinal materials on it are even lacking in the imperial hospital in the capital, not to mention our small town.What does the living dead mean ......""
Asking for money?
But I didn't. ”The Wu patriarch looked embarrassed and his heart was dripping with blood.Half of his life savings were inexplicably transported to the treasury of the living dead, who were not satisfied with the threat of medicinal materials to continue to pay."
Big brother of the Wu family, giving birth to the eldest son is a major event in the clan, why do you have to work hard to support it.I advise you to go back and consult with your brothers in the clan, and there may be a glimmer of hope in gathering the strength of everyone. ”Mo Rongjiu persuaded the Wu patriarch with all his heart, but what he said was contrary to what he thought in his heart.She didn't understand why the living dead suddenly liked to meddle in their affairs.The Wu patriarch looked up to the sky and sighed, stood up slightly with a trembling table, and was silent for two lines of old tears, and sorrow came from it.He staggered out, his erect back gradually hunched when he was usually arrogant, and he left Wuweiju in despair, wandering aimlessly in the bustling street market.Standing in front of the window, Mo Rongjiu looked down at the back of the Wu patriarch staggering away, and complained softly: "Begonia, you have gone too far."
Send a handsome young man to pretend to be a subordinate of the living dead to deceive the Wu patriarch, if this matter reaches the ears of the living dead, what awaits you will be a more terrible punishment than Long Yan's anger and punishment of the Nine Clans. ”"I heard that the master behind Aunt Jiu is very powerful.Aunt Jiu didn't believe that the boy was sent by the living dead, so she went to check it herself. ”Mo Rongjiu looked back suddenly, shocked, weak-hearted, confused, confused, and apprehensive......
One after another changes in expression made Li Haitang very satisfied, it turned out that Mo Rongjiu did not live for the Mo clan wholeheartedly, and it seemed that he could rest assured a little."
Aunt Jiu, it's late at night, I should go back."
Li Haitang performed a blessing ceremony, and the rules were so bad that he couldn't find anything wrong.Mo Rongjiu looked at the shadow of the little girl gradually driving away in the carriage in a daze, and his mood was no longer calm.The carriage that left the five-flavor carriage did not go in the direction of the Xiqiao Pavilion, but turned the horse's head and went north along the porcelain river until it disappeared in the alley of Beimin.The carriage walked slowly, with only a small lantern hanging.I thought that riding in an ordinary carriage would not attract the attention of the spies in various provinces, but there was always something unexpected.When Li Haitang's carriage stopped outside the gate of the house of the spies' nest, suddenly more than a dozen masked people rushed out of the dark corners of the alley, holding torches in one hand and large knives in the other."
Not good!
Little master, I'll lure them away, you take advantage of the chaos to enter the courtyard and escape through the secret passage. ”Seeing that the situation was not good, the little guy who was driving the car immediately ordered the horse to go directly to the courtyard gate.Although he knew that the carriage was too big and the gate was too narrow.But the carriage blocked the hospital door to prevent those people from breaking in, which was enough to give Li Haitang a chance to escape into the dry well secret passage.Li Haitang lifted the curtain and walked out, and saw the masked people standing on the courtyard wall and the torches they held high, and the panic calmed down."
You were sent by the Wu patriarch?""
Haha, the little girl's courage is not small, and when she is dying, she still has the heart to ask who the enemy is, Lao Tzu admires!
Admire!
”The masked man at the head clenched his fists, and sharpened his sword on his waist."
If it's really the Wu patriarch, if you die, you have to pull someone to accompany you on Huangquan Road, why bother."
Under the protection of the little girl, the chestnut begonia slowly retreated to the dry well."
Hahaha!"
The masked man at the head laughed three times and blew a whistle."
Woo——!"
There was no wind in the quiet of the winter night, and the whistle echoed far away.Li Haitang's eyebrows frowned slightly, and her heart suddenly beat wildly.She felt ominous, nervously grabbed the little girl's arm and pulled him back with her.Rumble!
There was a loud bang like thunder on the ground, and the black Beimin alley was instantly submerged in countless red flames.The dark night sky was dyed red by fire, and the flames were like the morning glow, but no one appreciated it.A series of firecrackers exploded one after another, and countless fires flickered on the rooftops of various houses in Beimin Alley.The people of Beimin Alley wept and mourned, and no one knew why they lost their homes in their sleep, no one cared for their houses to collapse, and no one helped them escape from the rubble.In the alleys of Beimin, there are cries, shouts, and scoldings, the cries of dying people eager for help, the hoarse cries of children, and the nagging of old people at a loss......
The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and with the deafening explosion, the earth under his feet was also trembling in horror and fear......
"Big girl, you go quickly!"
”The little guy picked up the begonia by the waist and threw it directly into the dry well.His roar was instantly drowned out by the sound of explosions in the courtyard, and the stone edge of the dry well was flattened, leaving only a small wellhead with a fist-sized light through.In the dry well, Li Haitang looked up at the wellhead, she couldn't hear, see, speak, and couldn't touch the heat of the flames at the wellhead when she stretched out her hand."
Patriarch Yan has already sent someone to block all the secret passages at the bottom of the well, let's just cover the wellhead.""
Wouldn't blocking the wellhead suffocate her?
Hahaha!
Ok, good, good!
”The masked man at the head of the group proposed, and the Wu patriarch laughed heartily with satisfaction.Thinking of Begonia's thinness, the dry well is enough for her to sit down and rest.With a plan, he instructed the masked man to move small stones."
Go find the stones, drop them one by one, and then plug the mouth of the well.""
The patriarch is resourceful, and his subordinates admire him!"
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The masked man led by the masked man slapped the horse to make the Wu patriarch more happy, urging his subordinates to find small stones to fill the dry well, and flatteringly invited the Wu patriarch to go back to rest, and when they suffocated the chestnut begonia, they would definitely burn the Beimin alley to ruins.() Glory to the end