Robber trade
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date="2020-11-27"
title="Robber trade"
weight="107958"
series = ["Black Belly Wife"]
mode = "manual"
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Lu'er cried, "Miss, although we are in the money house business, you can't ask for money and kill you!"
"I do not know."
Lv'er breathed a sigh of relief, and it would be fine if not. Our Murong Mansion is not short of money. This is a terrible country that is difficult to make money. Lu'er was very pleased, and only heard her master say again: "I want money, but life is even more important."
"Miss... you must be content."
"So I just want my life."
"..." She meant silver, silver!
This time Phoenix City sympathized with Lu'er. He smiled and said, "Your lady is joking with you, don't take it seriously."
Lu'er raised his sleeves to wipe off his sweat. Miss's joke was too big.
The group came to the only inn in Jingbian City...Xiaoyue Inn. As soon as they entered the door, they heard noisy cheers from upstairs. Murong Yunshu twisted his eyebrows and walked upstairs a little reluctantly, saying in his heart: hope there will be no more noise at night.
The more you go up, the more clearly you can hear your voice. Murong Yunshufeng's eyes moved slightly, slowing down, and after going upstairs, he paused for a while before walking to an empty table by the window.
"Miss, that pair of grandparents!" Lu'er exclaimed.
"Hmm." As soon as she heard the voice upstairs, she knew who the other party was. There is a skill in the world called not forgetting, and she can live without forgetting, but every voice that has been heard once will not be forgotten.
"It's strange, haven't they been taken away by the government? How come they are here?" Lu'er said to himself, tilting his head.
Murong Yunshu curled his lips slightly and smiled, and sat down leisurely. It was the same as in Jin Ling, facing the grandparents of the storyteller. At this moment, the old man smiled at her, obviously he recognized her too. She also smiled back, as if to say hello.
"Miss, drink tea." Lu'er pouring a cup of tea for her master graciously.
The storytelling scene was as spectacular as it was in Jin Ling, and the audience included men and women of all ages. The attraction of gossip is truly extraordinary. Phoenix City sat down to the left of Murong Yunshu, smiled at the old man, and said, "I said there are not many people on the street, so they all came here to listen to the old man's story."
Murong Yunshu did not make a sound. He held up the tea cup to his lips and was about to drink. Suddenly his brows were slightly frowned, his hands froze in the air, and he moved his nose. After thinking for a while, he put the cup back on the table calmly. on.
Upon seeing this, Phoenix City glanced faintly at the cup of tea, a slight smile appeared in his eyes, and his gaze turned back to the old storyteller. He saw that the old man was looking at Murong Yunshu with a kind expression on his brows. With a smile.
At this time, the storyteller suddenly beat the drum and said: "Say that after the demon leader Chu Changge arrived in Shu Prefecture, he didn't know what he did to Little King Liang, and he got the medicine without any effort, and he still had Little King Liang's hands. Served."
The granddaughter stared and said, "I don't believe it. How can King Liang be so cunning that he can easily hand over the antidote?"
The old storyteller said: "Because the antidote is only for life extension, it can't solve the poison of the soul-removing pills on Murong Yunshu."
The granddaughter said: "But he is deliberately trying to take Murong Yunshu's life, how can he cooperate like this?"
The storyteller spread his hands and said, "I don't know! But it is said that when someone saw Chu Changge in the Liang Palace hall, Little King Liang was so scared that he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak. ."
"Is it really that exaggerated?"
"I guess it's fake."
"Then you still talk!"
The old storyteller smiled and said, "Entertain the public!" After speaking, he glanced at Murong Yunshu intentionally or unintentionally.
Murong Yunshu's eyes drooped, his hands turned the tea cup, as if thinking about something.
"Miss, what did your uncle do to Little King Liang?" Lu'er asked curiously.
When Murong Yunshu heard the words, his eyelashes trembled slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched lightly, and he asked, "What is most afraid of losing an ambitious king?"
Lu'er tilted his head for a moment, and answered tentatively, "Throne?"
Murong Yunshu shook his head and said lightly: "He wants to rebel, so he still cares about the throne?"
"Then what is he most afraid of losing?" Lu'er was puzzled.
"military power."
"Yeah! Without soldiers, he can't rebel! Could my uncle killed all of his soldiers?" Lu'er said in admiration with golden light in his eyes.
Murong Yunshu helped his forehead, when Murong Mansion had such a bloody maid...
"Isn't it?" Lu'er was extremely disappointed.
North Guardian: "The leader just stole Little King Liang's talisman."
"It's buying." Xihu Fa corrected his statement.
The North Guardian slapped his head and said, "Yes, it's a buy. After the leader took away the soldier talisman, he left a one hundred taels of silver ticket in the box containing the soldier talisman."
Murong Yunshu lost a smile when he heard this, and exchanged a hundred taels of silver for a million army. This transaction was really fair. She has seen a lot of robbers, but for the first time she has seen such a ‘reasonable’ robber. It's really big in the world, there are no wonders!
Murong Yunshu was feeling full of emotions, the shop Xiaoer eagerly brought the wines and dishes, put them on the table one by one, said "objectively and slowly", and then withdrew.
Murong Yunshu glanced at the table full of wine and food, then picked up his chopsticks and started eating. The others followed suit. The storyteller is still continuing to tell the story. Most of what he talked about was quagmire, probably because so-and-so ended up with so-and-so, so-and-so was about to end in so-and-so and so on. The group of people listened to the story while eating, very comfortable.
However, there are more people who appreciate the scenery, and there will always be a few bad scenery.
Murong Yunshu put down the bowls and chopsticks, raised his eyes to look at the five huge behemoths lined up in front of the table, and asked politely: "What do the five do?"
"Catch you." One of them said with arms akimbo.
Murong Yunshu glanced at the two arms that were thicker than her legs, then glanced at the four scrawny Tsing Yi guards in his camp, and suddenly felt hopeless. So picked up the tableware and continued to eat.
"Hey! I said I want to catch you, did you hear that?"
Murong Yunshu continued to chew slowly, until he swallowed the last bite of rice, then put down the dishes and said calmly, "How much?"
"How much do you want?"
"Aren't you kidnapping me for money?"
"Bah! Are we the five tigers who are greedy for money!"
Murong Yunshu thought for a while, and then said, "Could it be the robbery?"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone sweated profusely. How could she say that sentence so calmly...
The Five Tigers laughed loudly, "We are not interested in such a thing as you. Skinny figure, no flesh at all, how uncomfortable to hold." After speaking, he continued to laugh, stupid and honest laughter.
Suddenly, with a few loud noises of'pop, pop, pop,' the smile stopped abruptly, and a blood-red palm print appeared on the faces of the five tigers. At the same time, the Nan Hufa, who started beating, also vomited a few mouthfuls of black blood on his chest, and his complexion became dark.
Seeing this situation, Murong Yunshu's heart sank, and the matter became serious.
"Danan!" The West Guardian hurriedly helped him to force the poison. Unexpectedly, his true qi fell back, the poison gas attacked his heart, and he spit out blood, which was also black.
When the North Guardian saw this, he was about to get lucky, but was stopped by the East Guardian, "Don't mess around with luck, otherwise you will be as poisonous as the two of them."
The North Guardian was shocked, "Poisonous in the food?"
Dong Hufa nodded very heavily.
"The lady..." The North Guardian looked at Murong Yunshu in horror.
"I'm fine." Murong Yunshu said lightly: "This poison is only effective for people with internal skills."
"When did you know it?"
"When drinking tea."
Dong Hufa suddenly became full of black lines, "Why didn't you tell us?"
"I thought you knew." How did she know that the guardians who looked like martial arts masters didn't even have the ability to discern poison...
The corners of Dong Hufa's mouth twitched fiercely, and he said stiffly: "Ma'am... I really value us."
The other three guardians also looked sad. Madam, madam, you know that the food and wine are poisonous and you watch us deliver it to your mouth. How can you bear it?
Faced with the accusations of the four people, Murong Yunshu was still a little guilty, so he comforted him by saying, "In fact, this poison is not that terrible. At most, the martial arts are lost and you can't die."
The complexion of the four guardians changed from black to white and pale. It's not terrible to lose martial arts! For the demon guardian who has long been'helping the devil's torture' and making countless enemies, the loss of martial arts will inevitably end worse than death. How many people can’t wait to eat their meat, drink their blood, and get a five-horse corpse, a corpse of thousands of pieces, etc., then it will be regarded as the favor of the gods and the light of the Buddha...
Lu'er saw that the four guardians all showed the expression of "It's better to die", and immediately understood that her own lady was "self-defeating" again. Hey, I don't know how many times she has told the lady, don't comfort people if it's okay. But this is not the worst. I remember once, Si Yiniang accidentally fell and broke her calf. She said, "It's okay, at most we can't walk. We have family members in Murong Mansion. Let them carry them where we go in the future." So Fourth Auntie thought that she was really going to be disabled, so she cried and cried all night.
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