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The moon shines on the river valley, and the night is hazy.

The two figures seemed a little mysterious in the night, but they could see clearly under their spiritual consciousness that it was Lao Jiao and Ye Tianlong. They stopped on the hillside for a moment and headed straight for the river valley.

Wujiu was confused, so he stood up from the ground, handed his hands on his back, and slowly raised his foot to meet him.

In a moment, they were only three or five feet apart.

Old Jiao suddenly stopped and his expression narrowed: "Are you... Wujiu?"

Ye Tianlong was also slightly stunned, hesitated for a while, avoided walking right, and slowly walked to the other side.

Wujiu stopped and looked at Ye Tianlong curiously, and turned to smile and said, "Didn't it be that the dirt is washed away and the true face is revealed, so no one knows him? It's not good to judge people by their appearance, hehe..."

There was a sound outside his string, and he was obviously taking the opportunity to vent his dissatisfaction in his heart. He was depressed and depressed because of his filthy body. He was treated carelessly for several days. Fortunately, the Jiao Baoer was kind-hearted and generous, otherwise he would have slapped his butt and left. His indifferent tone seemed to the other party as a kind of arrogance.

"It's good if it's you!"

Old Jiao was sure to find the right person, nodded slightly, and said coldly: "Take the 'Ten Thousand Beasts Art' and get back to Fengxiang Tribe. If you dare not follow, don't blame me for turning against you!"

Wujiu's smile froze, and for some reason, he raised his hand and scratched his chin, and looked back at him again.

Ye Tianlong had already reached four or five feet behind him, and pulled out the long sword at his waist with a clang. His posture was self-evident, and he was going to kill someone!

Wujiu frowned, smacked his lips, turned to look at Old Jiao, and said helplessly: "I said that I have nothing to do with the Fengxiang tribe, so why do you have to fight each other hard! And what should I say about the so-called "Ten Thousand Beasts Art"?"

Lao Jiao said in disguise: "Since you are pretending to be confused by me, I will add a dragon..."

"Let's wait!"

Wujiu shouted and waved his hand behind him. Seeing Ye Tianlong approaching with a sword, he took the opportunity to say, "It's not difficult to kill me, can you explain it clearly?"

Old Jiao snorted and said, "It is rumored that Fengxiang tribe has a rare beast-controlling method "The Strategy of Ten Thousand Beasts", which is written for ancient characters that have long been lost. Except for the head and elders of the tribe, few people know it. And the ancient characters you have been asking Baoer for advice for the past three days happened to be from "The Strategy of Ten Thousand Beasts". Although they deliberately concealed it, they still showed their feet. If you were not Fengxiang's spy, who would you?"

That Jiao Baoer actually sold herself. Who said that a gentle woman would not lie?

Wujiu suddenly realized and couldn't help asking again: "Why did Jiao Baoer recognize the ancient characters? Could she be the head of the tribe?"

Lao Jiao said: "Although Baoer is not the head of the family, he is the only daughter of the head of the family. When you die, why should you ask him knowingly! The "Ten Thousand Beasts Art" is related to the grievances between the two families, and I am determined to win..."

Oh, that woman is indeed of origin. I don’t know why she traveled thousands of miles to a foreign country.

Wujiu did not wait for the veteran Jiao to finish his words, and raised his hand and waved it. A piece of bone armor appeared in his palm, signaling: "I will repeat it again. I have nothing to do with Fengxiang. I accidentally picked up this thing, so I rose up to ask Miss Yu Baoer for advice. The thing is here, just take it..." He raised his hand and said: "You two dare to be reckless, so I will destroy the "Ten Thousand Beasts Art."

The so-called "The Art of Ten Thousand Beasts" is only one or two hundred words, and it is already familiar with it. It is useless to keep it. It is better to give you a favor, which can save you a lot of trouble!

Old Jiao was stunned and said in a slight look suspicious. He pondered for a moment and said, "Stop! If you hand over the treasure, you can leave by yourself. I will save your life..."

Wujiu grinned and said sarcastically: "My destiny is up to me, so don't deceive people with verbal words."

Old Jiao's words sank: "You forced me to swear?"

Wujiu put down his arm and smiled and said, "What I trust most these days is the oath, how many honest people have you cheated!"

Old Jiao said in a deep voice: "Since you are making a vow, you will be faithful and do not think about it. Otherwise, if you violate human rights, you will be punished by God..."

Wujiu said disapprovingly: "Haha, there are so many people in this world who have gone back on their word. How many people are struck by lightning? What does it seem like, what do you and me..."

He seemed to be raving, but who said it was not a sentimental statement!

Lao Jiao said, "If you say anything, you will do what you promise, you will be able to respect the heavens and not be ashamed of others! You are still calling yourself a monk, but you do not follow the etiquette and do not respect the way of heaven. It is really unreasonable!"

Wujiu shook his head and said, "I have read the saints since I was a child, and I have learned the saints' teachings. I am kind and away from disputes. However, I am forced to die for a lifetime by those who speak of benevolence, righteousness and morality. What is the justice of the way of heaven? Even if I embark on the path of immortality one day, I dare not forget the true self of human nature, and cultivate freedom, what does it have to do with the way of heaven?" He did not allow any explanation and said directly: "Since Miss Baoer plots against me, I might as well give the "Ten Thousand Beasts Art" to that girl in person!"

Such words, indifferent and casual words, seem cynical and clever, but with a bit of detachment and unruly, make people speechless.

Every reward is returned to the other, and the good and the bad are immediately seen!

Before Lao Jiao could speak, Ye Tianlong couldn't help but shout, "You dare to call Baoer a girl, be presumptuous!"

Wujiu raised his foot and walked forward, saying, "I call my girls all girls, there is nothing wrong with it... I forgot that I still have a girl, alas..."

His voice gradually became deeper and finally turned into a slight sigh.

Ye Tianlong refused to give in: "What kind of thing is your girl? How dare you compare with the noble Baoer?"

Wujiu paused under his feet and turned around suddenly. A black air flashed between his eyebrows, and his smile suddenly became cold. But he didn't say anything, but raised his eyebrows slightly, grinned his teeth, turned around and continued to move forward, not looking at Old Jiao who was blocking the way, and went straight to the other party.

Old Jiao hesitated for a moment and silently dodged his way.

Ye Tianlong wanted to have an attack, so he had to give up, but he was not angry. He swung a sword flower with a "swish", and then followed him with a long sword.

The moment Wujiu passed by Lao Jiao, he suddenly said to himself: "Don't bully the literati..." His helpless tone seemed to complain or begging, which sounded a little pitiful. And his head was shook and striding forward, which looked more like a self-proclaim or a solemn warning.

Old Jiao and Ye Tian didn't say a word, just staring at the shaking back and followed silently.

After walking out of the river valley, going up the hillside, and then going over a hundred feet, we arrived at the place where the carriages and horses rested.

Under the faint moonlight, a bonfire is beating continuously. In the breeze, the night is beautiful around.

Wujiu walked lightly, enjoying the cool breeze while walking. When he appeared not far from the bonfire, everyone who was resting stood up one after another. Fu Qi and others were stunned and retreated, and they all picked up their weapons and looked alert.

The two women present were also surprised. Juanzi supported Jiao Baoer, and did not forget to look at it carefully, and said in a lost voice: "Sister, I recognize that clothes but I don't recognize that person. He will never be..."

In the light of the bonfire, a young man floated up. He saw his cheeks as jade, his nose was clever, his sword eyebrows were coming into his temples, his starry eyes flashed, and his mouth was smiling. He looked elegant and elegant, but handsome and heroic. However, his half-old blue clothes were not very well integrated, adding a bit of unruly laziness and casualness.

Jiao Baoer said in a slight surprise: "If it weren't him... who else could there be..."

Juan'er whispered: "Oh, after he has washed his hair, he looks good..."

Wujiu crossed the bonfire and walked directly to the two women. Before he could approach, the four men of Qi, who were already blocking the way with long swords in their hands. He stopped calmly and smiled as before: "Miss Baoer has something to say, so why bother to force each other to the sword..." He handed over the bone armor in his hand and signaled: "This is the "Ten Thousand Beasts Art" you want. I wonder if it can be exchanged for my life?"

Jiao Baoer was stunned and hurriedly looked at Old Jiao and Ye Tianlong not far away. He seemed to have speculation, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and then apologized: "This is a bad word, no brother..."

Wujiu said nothing, and threw the bone armor on the ground, patted his hands, turned to look at his left and right, smiling lightly: "You all want to kill me, do it as soon as possible!"

Everyone present was silent, only a few slight "crackling" sounds came from the beating bonfire. Before the silence was broken, it disappeared into the night with the wind.

Seeing that no one said anything, Wujiu said again, "Everyone, you might as well think clearly before taking action. I will wait here tonight, no matter how old it is!" He shrugged, turned around and left, arrived at the cart, picked up the thrown rain cloth, and headed straight for the hillside.

Some people urge others to kill themselves, which is so rare!

Jiao Baoer sighed slightly again, then left alone. Juan'er followed closely and whispered whispers. Everyone was still stunned on the spot, looking at each other one by one.

On the hillside, among the weeds, broken walls and ruins everywhere are quite gloomy and desolate in the night.

Wujiu found a flat place among several low walls, spread the rain cloth, and slowly lay down. Thinking about everything he had just experienced, he couldn't help but feel relieved. Then he threw away all his unhappiness and raised his left hand to play with the bone ring on his thumb.

Unfortunate things these days have always been common. If you just keep thinking about it, you will not be able to live your life and you will not be exhausted in the end. You will be dying of hardship. If you have that time, you might as well sleep and have a beautiful dream. Otherwise, you should think about the fun of the bone ring and the strangeness of the big bow inside.

Why are there only bows but no feather arrows?

"No...no brother!"

This makes it easier for a figure to appear outside the low wall.

Wujiu felt comfortable lying down and was too lazy to sit up. He moved his butt, leaned his body on the wall, pillowed his arms behind his head, and asked with a smile: "Juan'er, since you don't have a big brother, who are you calling?"

It was Juan'er, holding the meat and water bag wrapped in the bupa, and her expression was a bit timid and uneasy. Seeing Wujiu still laughing casually, she felt relieved, and she flashed over the gap of the low wall, put down the bupa in her hand, but she was not in a hurry to leave, and said with both hands: "Hehe! Brother Wu is you, who made you Wu's surname? And my sister was afraid that you would be hungry, so she asked me to send some food!"

Wujiu said: "Thank you Miss Baoer for your kindness!"

Juan'er nodded quickly and said, "Sister treats you with great compassion, it's very rare! Why don't you repay your kindness? Follow her to Youxiong Capital. In the future, you will definitely have rich clothes and food and enjoy all your wealth. It's better than being displaced and insured, which makes people feel unbearable..."

Wujiu said unexpectedly: "You are loyal and considerate of your master everywhere. And I am dirty and smelly, how can I become a servant of Miss Baoer?"

Juan'er smiled guiltily: "Hehe, you are a pretty person and can speak well. If you ask your sister to tell you about a marriage, you will definitely be happy with your daughter!"

Wujiu widened his eyes and said, "Does your sister want to make up for the mistakes or lack servants around her? She actually wants to tell me about her dear and find a daughter like Juan'er?"

Juan'er twisted her waist and turned around, paused her feet gently, and said angrily: "It's so embarrassing!"

Wujiu grinned and smiled, "It's a pity that I already have a master of my name!"

Juan'er hurriedly turned around: "It's nonsense, I didn't agree..."

Wujiu sat upright and showed off: "That's a fairy! She is so beautiful that she is so beautiful..."

Juan'er seemed to be disappointed, but she couldn't help but smile and pretended to be angry and said, "Bah! So unreasonable! If there is a fairy, how can you look down on you!"

Wujiu teased Juan'er, just to make fun of the little girl. And he suddenly looked shaking and raised his hand to his lips to signal: "Shh..."

Juan'er didn't understand why, and she wanted to joke.
Chapter completed!