Chapter 187: A Righteous Bandit Robbers the Tomb of Yan in the North
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Ah! Already arrived?
Weiming looked at the stone tablet in front of him with the three bright red official script characters of Wangyou Valley engraved on it. He couldn't help but be stunned, but he immediately came back to his senses and calmly said to Po Meng beside him: Then let's go in!
After that, the two of them walked towards the Valley of Forgetting Worry together, but after taking just two steps, a thin purple figure suddenly rushed out of the valley. Unming was unable to dodge and was hit in the face.
Ouch Weiming screamed in pain subconsciously.
Of course, the reason why she screamed in pain was not because of how burly this figure was, but entirely because she was carrying a heavy package. In addition, it was more because she was caught off guard. On the one hand, it was unknown.
I didn't feel any killing intent. On the other hand, it was also because this petite figure was really not slow.
I'm sorry, little brother, I'm on my way...I'm sorry
Before Wei Ming could clearly see the face of the person who had turned into his arms, he saw her lowering her head and saying modestly a few times before planning to run away.
Wait a moment!
Wei Ming directly grabbed the little girl's wrist and said with a playful tone: Little Yanzi hasn't seen you for so long, why do you want to run away when you see her?
Huh
As soon as the little girl heard this voice, she subconsciously raised her head and shook her dark violet-haired colleague, revealing her delicate face and faint purple tooth-like facial lines on her cheeks, but Shi Yan could not
who is it?
Dong...Brother Dongfang? Shi Yan looked at Weiming with surprise on his face.
Weiming also half-squinted his eyes and stared at Shi Yan motionlessly. To be honest, if it hadn't been for such a collision at the entrance of the valley, Weiming would have almost forgotten about this plot. Thinking back to the delay with Sister Meng before, Weiming
For a while, Weiming couldn't help but feel lucky that he didn't miss it.
At this time, the two of them looked at each other in silence. Just when Weiming thought that Shi Yan would not be able to bear his scrutinizing gaze and was about to confess, he saw her suddenly curling her lips, her face tightening, and she cursed with grievances in her eyes:
asshole...!
Huh? Weiming was stunned and looked at Shi Yan with confusion, not understanding why she was scolding him.
But she had no intention of stopping, and continued to curse: Pervert! Idiot! Heartless man...!
stop stop stop stop
Weiming hurriedly stopped, looked at Shi Yan speechlessly, and asked: I said... Now that I have caught you, I should be the one questioning you, right? Why did you scold me first?
I'm still a bastard, an idiot! How am I a bastard? How am I an idiot! Like a betrayer or something like that, who am I perverting? Who am I betraying?
I saw Shi Yan tilting his head and saying with an unreasonable look: I don't care, anyway, you are a pervert, a bastard, an idiot and a heartless person...
Okay, okay, okay, whatever you say! Weiming waved his hand wordlessly to stop Shi Yan's scolding, then stretched his hand directly in front of her, and said matter-of-factly: Take out the things!
What...what? Why didn't I know?
Shi Yan glanced at the sky guiltily. Well, not to mention, the cloud in the sky was really beautiful, like a big golden ingot...br
Come on! Although I don’t know where you hid it, I clearly felt the bump you just made against me. I quickly took it out. It was what my master asked me to give to the two seniors, Danqing and Scholar. Throw it away.
I can't afford it. Wei Ming stretched out his hand and said angrily.
What Weiming was talking about was naturally the calligraphy and painting that his master asked him to bring to Danqing and the scholar. It was worth three taels of silver. Nowadays, Weiming was considered to have a small fortune, but he couldn't afford to pay it back at all.
Why don't you just ask someone to pay you back? You're a stingy man!
After saying that, Shi Yan put down the package that he had not put down, and then saw a calligraphy and painting falling from between the package and Shi Yan's back.
She had been holding this calligraphy and painting behind her just now. Wei Ming thought speechlessly.
After taking the calligraphy and painting, Weiming nodded with satisfaction and said: That's pretty much it. Now you can come with me to the Valley of Forgetfulness!
After saying that, he didn’t wait for Shi
Yan agreed, took her hand directly, and walked towards the Valley of Forgetfulness.
Eh? Why! Didn’t I return everything to you? When she heard that Wei Ming was going to take her into the Valley of Forgetfulness, Shi Yan immediately panicked, struggling and arguing at the same time.
Weiming turned around and rolled his eyes at her, and said angrily: "Young Master, don't tell me that you came out of Wangyou Valley without taking anything! There probably aren't many treasures in other seniors' homes that can catch your eye.
But I know that there are several pairs of antique calligraphy and paintings worth at least a few hundred taels of silver stored in the home of two old men, Danqing and Scholar. They must be in your pockets now!
As he said that, Weiming glanced at the big package Shi Yan was carrying on his back again, and couldn't help but secretly marveled. Not only his master Wu Xiazi, but also several seniors in Wangyou Valley were also invisible rich men!
Not to mention the painters and scholars who were patronized by Shi Yan, several other seniors also kept secrets, such as the various guqins in Xianyin's family, countless old wines in Zuixian's family, and the miraculous medicines in the miracle doctor's family.
As well as Jusou's home, chess records from various dynasties and chess sets made of various materials.
These are not things that can be measured purely in terms of money. Every one of them put on the market can be said to be a rare item worth thousands of gold, especially the elixirs of the miracle doctors. If they are put on the market, all martial arts people are willing to fight for them.
s things.
Even the most low-key and simple-looking nymphomaniac is willing to spend a lot of money for the flower seedlings he likes. The various precious flowers cultivated at home are also treasures that are hard to find in the eyes of those who are passionate about this.
This means that Shi Yan's eyesight is a bit poor, or it may be that he is simply dissatisfied with the two old and uncultivated painters and scholars, so he only stole these antique calligraphy and paintings.
Brother Dongfang, Brother Dongfang, I was wrong, please don't bring me in, please. If the people inside know that I steal things here, they will definitely punish me severely. Please, Brother Dongfang! Don't you
Do you feel sorry for your cutest little swallow? Brother Dongfang
Shi Yan struggled and begged coquettishly.
When Weiming heard her plea, he turned around and gave her a warm smile and said: Don't worry, little Yanzi, although those two old men are not serious, they are still good people and they will not blame you too much.
Yours, besides, it’s me! I will definitely protect you.
After saying that, Weiming turned to the side and looked at Po Meng who was smiling slightly and silently. Sister Meng, please help me take care of this little swallow. Her Qinggong is very powerful. I'm afraid that if I don't pay attention, I'll let her down.
She ran away
When Po Meng heard Wei Ming's request, she glanced at Shi Yan gently, then nodded with a smile and said:
Don’t worry! As long as I’m watching, even if the Yasha protector from the Tianlong Sect is here, I won’t let her escape!!