Seeing Tang Baichuan fall to the ground, Wang Ye stepped forward slowly.
After confirming that blood was pouring out of Tang Baichuan's punctured wound, he felt relieved.
Among the various magical machines of the Tang Sect, there is the secret technique of puppets, which are no different from real people when controlled.
Some Tang Sect masters like to hide in the dark and control puppets when they take action, while I hide in the dark and wait for opportunities to make sneak attacks.
But now Tang Baichuan's chest is penetrated by energy, and a large amount of blood gushes out, it must be the same as him.
Thinking of this, Wang Ye couldn't help but reveal a lewd smile.
The reason was for no other reason than Tang Baichuan's belongings.
"This grandson of Tang Baichuan resells hidden weapons of the government. He must have a lot of money. Even if he doesn't have tens of thousands of taels of silver notes, he should have a few thousand taels..."
At this time, Wang Ye rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "I must be crazy!"
As he said this, Wang Ye stretched out his hands to grope around Tang Baichuan's body.
However, during the process of groping, the excited expression on Wang Ye's face became increasingly dim.
It finally got dark...
Because after a lot of searching, Wang Ye only found a scroll of magical magic, a few antidote to Wan Miao San Gong smoke and a tube of Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle on Tang Baichuan's body.
And...two ingots and twenty taels of silver.
"Gone?"
At this time, after collecting the things on Tang Baichuan, Wang Ye couldn't believe his eyes: "Isn't this grandson reselling hidden weapons?"
"According to common sense, one should be extremely rich, right?"
"I can tolerate not having gold and silver notes, but how can I be fooled by having just two ingots of silver on me?"
No gold, no silver notes...
There are only the ever-changing scrolls and the rainstorm pear blossom needle.
Although these two are also first-class treasures in the world.
Among the myriad changes in the magical machine, there is the Tang Sect's secret technique of puppetry, which ordinary people can benefit from endlessly.
The Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle is a weapon that scares many experts in the world.
Both of these things are extremely precious treasures to others.
However, these are of no value to Wang Ye.
He has already withdrawn from the world and is not interested in other things except gold and silver.
Furthermore, with his level of martial arts, even the most sophisticated puppets and hidden weapons are in vain...
As if unconvinced, Wang Ye groped around the room again, but only found a few thunderbolts.
"Damn, the criminal wanted by the imperial court and the Tang Sect doesn't have as much money as a mountain king."
"That's all, seeing as the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle and the Divine Machine Variety Scroll are also first-class treasures, I will let you go!"
"If not, I'll have to crush your bones and ashes anyway!"
With that said, Wang Ye put the Shen Ji Bai Bian and the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle into his arms.
Immediately afterwards, he picked up the thunderbolt fire bomb in his hand and threw it into the room.
Bang! Bang!
In the blink of an eye, with several muffled sounds, thunderbolts and fire bombs exploded, and balls of flames immediately burned in the room.
If there were only A Ji and Capt. Zhao this time, everything would be easy to fool.
But the problem is that this time there is also a magical catch.
Shenquan's mind is meticulous and meticulous. Although he practiced behind closed doors to recover his skills due to injury, his insight is still there.
If the scene is kept intact, who knows if any problems will be discovered.
Rather than leaving such a hidden danger, it would be better to destroy the scene.
In this way, it will be easier for me to fool myself.
Thinking of this, Wang Ye came to Zhao Captou's side, stuffed the antidote for Wanmiao Sangong Yan into Zhao Captou's mouth, and then carried him out of the room and placed him in the courtyard.
"In this way, we can fake the illusion of being rescued..."
Seeing the scene in front of him, Wang Ye nodded and then lay down next to Capt. Zhao.
If you were standing at the scene soberly, the police would be asking questions after they arrived, which would be extremely troublesome.
Instead of doing this, it would be better to just lie on the ground and pretend to be unconscious.
No matter how I asked, the answer was "I don't know." Plus, after the scene was burned down, nothing could be seen.
"Oh, it's really hard to be an ordinary person!"
With a soft sigh, Wang Ye closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
…
"Shopkeeper Wang...Shopkeeper Wang?"
In the hazy moment, Wang Ye seemed to hear the god calling him.
Slowly opening his eyes, he saw Shenzhen and Aji standing in front of him, looking at him with concern on their faces.
Aji also held a wooden bucket in his hand, which was filled with clean water.
"Old money fan, wake up!"
Seeing Wang Ye open his eyes, Aji said: "I also said you were unconscious like last time!"
"So you're damn ready to pour cold water on me again, aren't you?"
Glancing at the barrel in Aji's hand, Wang Ye spoke.
"Hi!"
Hearing this, Aji scratched the back of his head and said, "I'm not afraid that you will be poisoned, right?"
"Now that you're awake, it's okay!"
As he spoke, Aji put the barrel on the ground.
"Shopkeeper Wang, are you okay?"
At this time, Shenzhen looked at Wang Ye in front of him and said, "What exactly happened here?"
"I don't know either…"
Hearing this, Wang Ye pretended to rub his temples and said: "Captain Zhao and I came to the house. Suddenly we heard someone talking, and then a crossbow arrow shot towards us, and the crossbow arrow burst out a puff of blue smoke.
, I don’t know anything anymore…”
At this point, Wang Ye asked in a fake tone: "What happened?"
"We fell into Tang Baichuan's trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain. We don't know what happened..."
After hearing Wang Ye's words, Shenhua said: "But when we came back, we found you and Zhao Tou lying unconscious in the courtyard..."
"Tang Baichuan died on the spot. The scene was also burned by fire. It was beyond recognition and nothing could be seen at all..."
"It seems that someone killed Tang Baichuan and saved you."
As he spoke, the god hunter shook his head.
"Where's Capt. Zhao?"
At this time, Wang Ye asked: "I remember he pushed me away at the critical moment. How is he?"
"He's fine..."
After hearing Wang Ye's inquiry, Aji said on the side.
At the same time, I saw him lifting the barrel: "I'll wake him up now!"
As he spoke, Aji couldn't help but poured a bucket of water directly on Capt. Zhao.
Wow!
With a sound, Capt. Zhao suddenly sat up from the ground.
"That bastard brat!"
After being splashed with a bucket of water, Capt. Zhao suddenly sat up and cursed.
At this time, he was dripping with water and looked very embarrassed.
"Captain Zhao, don't get angry, I'm trying to save you!"
At this time, Aji took a step forward and said: "You were lying on the ground unconscious. I called you many times but you didn't respond. I had no choice but to splash you awake!"
As he spoke, Aji's face was filled with sincerity.
What the hell...
Seeing this scene, Wang Ye couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
As expected, Aji, the grandson, poured cold water on me without asking. Afterwards, he pretended to call me several times.
Fortunately, he was woken up by the God, otherwise he would not have been able to escape the fate of being woken up...