Chapter 84: Wu You's little boy died?!

Author: Xiao Xiaoxiao

Chapter 84: Wu You's little boy died?!

Outside Moshui Village, August 17th, at dawn.

The palms cyclone moved slightly, and several piles of fallen leaves were neatly arranged next to the bushes covered with fallen leaves.

Finally feeling comfortable... Fan Wujiu nodded with satisfaction.

"Senior Brother Wujiu, the leader said that the operation to encircle the slaughter disciple was very smooth this time. Take this opportunity to ask the disciples not to come back first, and then just clean up the vicinity of Cangwu Peak a few times.

"It is not only to find out Gu Zixu's hiding place, but also to prevent Xiao Xiao from attacking Cangwu Peak and causing losses to us Cangwu Peak."

Fan Wujiu blocked the bushes, nodded slightly, and watched the servants leave. After passing through the cracks of the fallen leaves, he could see that the young man had been in a coma for two or three days and had not yet woken up. The injuries were really serious.

The Demon Sect has to search here a few more times. In order to cover this mail, he will stay here sooner or later make his master suspicious.

I have to find a way to get this person away from Cangwu Peak first... Fan Wujiu thought to himself that the bright red stream next to him was flowing slowly and then gathered in a river.

He arranged the dead branches into a raft with his strength, and he placed the bushes and fallen leaves on the raft.

The raft is decorated with fallen leaves, like dead branches entering the river, floating down the river, pretending to search, and following the raft closely to prevent accidents.

He should be able to escape.

...

Mangdang Mountain, August 18th, early morning.

The clear river is surrounded by mountains, and occasionally a few ducks float on the water and play, showing signs of drowning.

The bearded man was talking beside the black-faced boy. Now the boss wants to eat fish. After catching the fish, he has to return to the village quickly.

"Lao Jiu, be careful, you are fishing for the first time today, don't be nervous... When you see the fishing line move, control your strength immediately and don't let the fish decouple..."

But the bearded tone was obviously hopeless... Don't say it, don't say it, Lao Jiu was wearing a straw raincoat and fished for a day in Mu Yu. Except for fish, he caught a lot of other things.

The black-faced boy nodded with a serious expression. When he saw the fish hook shaking, he immediately retracted the rope and said a little excited: "I caught it!"

The fishing line was not shaking much, and it was not a big fish... The bearded glanced at it and thought of it.

However, seeing how difficult it is for the black-faced boy to close his line, the bearded man suspiciously... Could it be really a big fish? He couldn't help but look in the direction of the fish hook.

The raft was pulled by the fish hook and slowly pulled closer. The fallen leaves gradually spread into the water, revealing a figure on the raft.

The bearded man looked at the man a few times, and when he remembered who this man was, his pupils suddenly dilated.

???

Did you catch a plague god?!

"Boss, I caught a big fish!" The black-faced boy's tone was complacent, and he was still retracting his own lines.

The river is filled with blue waves, and the rafts being pulled ripples on the water.

The duck floating on the water approached the raft curiously. After seeing the man's face clearly, it seemed to remember the unpleasant memories. It was frightened and flapped its wings away, splashing water.

The black-faced boy still retracted his lines. When he completely retracted the fishing lines, he looked at the figure on the raft and looked at the bearded man next to him, and the two of them were silent at the same time.

Isn’t this just the plague god who robbed them more than a month ago? It seems that he has nothing to do with their boss?

This is a fucking... Can Lao Jiu catch anything except fish...

"The boss should know this person, take it back to the village, and wait for the boss to come back to the evening and let her see it."

...

Qinghe Town, Zhouche Inn.

Dozens of tables are spaciously placed in the inn. The most popular ones in the inn are a small platform for a storyteller who has just arrived.

Diners are talking about it here.

Recently, the Demon Sect captured a slanderous disciple of a tragic disciple who suffered losses and generals on the periphery, and the humiliating defeat of Qinghe Town has become the biggest topic in Qinghe Town in the past two days. Many diners have used this matter as a topic of tea talk, which is very interesting.

"Is it really a servile disciple?"

"Do you think the cat raised by my uncle's niece's third uncle's daughter is in the Demon Sect and witnessed the whole process with her own eyes..."

"I heard that the two elders of the Demon Sect were solved by just one person. They were really heroes, but after being caught, they died a little miserable."

"I'm funny! The servant you mentioned is my classmate..."

"Mr. Zhao is here, shhh, don't bother him to tell the story. Listen to him continue to talk. I'll finish listening to what I didn't finish yesterday."

“…”

"Bang!"

The diners were talking, and suddenly heard a stroke of the ruler and couldn't help looking forward together:

The pretty storyteller was not tall, with a fair and round face. He stood on the table generously, looked at the guests below and opened the fan "swish":

"We broke down yesterday, but the servant said that the five fingers were put together into palms. That's it!" The storyteller suddenly closed the fan, his left hand as his palm, and followed the lively voice and vivid performances to immerse the diners in it.

"This move is called the North Metro Sand Palm, which immediately beat the seventh elder of the Demon Sect to find North... This story comes to an end."

"I didn't feel satisfied with it..."

"Okay! Another one!"

Everyone in the audience cheered.

"Since everyone is so supportive, I will tell you the story of Moshui Village..."

Storytellers are also very helpful and talk endlessly. As soon as they were about to continue speaking, they saw a strong middle-aged man rushing in at the entrance of the inn.

My heart suddenly stumbled... Why did Uncle Zhong come after sneaking out for a month?

He closed the fan apologetically, and the storyteller hurriedly left from behind, not allowing Uncle Zhong to catch him.

Since Uncle Zhong is nearby, then go back to the village to avoid it and eat dried fish... Huh.

In the inn, a young man hurriedly left after listening to the story of the storyteller at the half-time and headed for the direction of the Huichun Hall.

...

Huichun Hall.

Under the faint fragrance of medicine, under the ancient tree, the raging autumn rain wet the stone chessboard, leaving a dark mark. Li Xingyuan took a sip of wolfberry water and looked at the hazy sky, with bitterness between his lips and teeth... After taking the elixir, he returned to his old job.

And recently there is a young man who goes to Yihongyuan with him every day and threatens him with the so-called "Wuyou" to get his prostitution money and his pills for free.

Oh shit!

But what happened to that boy Wu You? I don’t know where he has gone now. He is going to fall in love with the saint of the Demon Sect? His pills are gone and he can no longer return to his old career.

"Suck--"

"ha--"

Li Xingyuan took another sip of wolfberry water, and the bitterness between his lips and teeth spread to his heart.

"Master... I just went to listen to a storytelling, and it felt quite interesting." Li Zhenfan repeated the plot in a singular way, which caused Li Xingyuan on the side to nod and changed the subject:

"If you don't learn alchemy well, go and listen to storytelling and fishing?"

Li Zhenfan quarreled with Li Xingyuan in daily life: "Master, you are the same. Since Wu You gave you elixirs, you have never refined them again..."

Come on, Master, let’s hurt each other!

He didn't want to pay attention to his apprentice, he thought about the storytelling story he had just heard.

The servant of the Demon Sect, I heard that he had an affair with the Saint... Isn't there only one who gets close to the Saint?

Wait... The Demon Sect servant died? Li Xingyuan was stunned for a moment, that is to say, Wu You's little boy died?!

Damn, what should you do if your mighty savage your brilliance dies!
Chapter completed!