After Ye Yang finished dealing with the bully beggar, he turned to look at the little beggars.
But I saw that these little guys were all frightened by his cruel methods just now, and they all froze in place with pale faces.
"He probably won't trouble you again in the future."
Ye Yang smiled slightly, "But just in case, you'd better not beg in the Imperial City."
Hearing this, the oldest boy with long hair bravely said: "But there are more rich people here, so it will be difficult to beg for food elsewhere."
The other seven little beggars also nodded quickly in agreement.
Hearing these words, Ye Yang couldn't help but feel a little touched.
Compared with those children from rich families who are well-dressed and well-fed, the living conditions of these orphans who lost their parents in the war are undoubtedly very different.
Their greatest desire is to have a full meal and a home that is sheltered from the wind and rain.
Suddenly thinking about it, Ye Yang smiled and said: "My mansion in Qingyang City is currently unoccupied. If you are willing, you can come over there and be my little housekeeper."
"How about the remuneration, one hundred taels per month?"
One hundred taels?!
Is this big brother telling the truth?
Hearing this, the seven children present were immediately surprised and stared at Ye Yang in disbelief.
"Don't worry, I didn't lie to you."
Ye Yang smiled lightly and said: "Let's do this, I will pay you a remuneration in advance."
After saying that, Ye Yang took out a stack of one hundred taels of silver notes from the Qiankun bag and gave them to the seven little beggars in front of him.
The total amount of three thousand taels of silver notes was enough to cover all their expenses to go to Qingyun City and enable them to live for a long time.
Looking at the banknotes in their hands, the little beggars' eyes widened and they felt as if they were suffocating, as if they were in a dream.
At this age, the money they usually beg for is only a small amount of broken silver. How have they ever seen such a large amount of silver notes?
"Thank you, big brother."
"We will definitely repay you for your great kindness in the future."
The seven children knelt on the ground almost at the same time, kowtowing to Ye Yang with grateful faces.
"Everyone, get up."
Ye Yang smiled and shook his head, not used to this kind of kneeling ceremony.
"Brother, what is your name? How can I find your home after I go to Qingyun City?"
The long-haired young man who was bolder just now, and whose mind was obviously smarter, asked.
"My name is Ye Yang, a famous prodigal son in Qingyun City. When you get there, just ask anyone and you will know where the mansion is."
Ye Yang blinked and joked: "But don't imitate me. When you get there, you must be pragmatic."
"When the time comes, I will take the time to go back and supervise."
Hearing this, the little beggars nodded hurriedly and seriously as if they had accepted an important task.
After some explanations, Ye Yang gave them a map of the Chuyang Dynasty, pointed out the route, and said goodbye.
Under the night, looking at the seven thin figures walking away, Ye Yang raised the corners of his mouth, then walked towards Tong Tong, smiled and said: "Grandma, I'm done with my work, I'll carry you home now."
Tong Tong was stunned for a moment and before she could react, her delicate body was carried on Ye Yang's back again and she walked deeper into the alley.
At this time, Tong Tong had already regained consciousness. He pinched the dagger in his hidden sleeve with his right hand. After hesitating, he slowly released it.
"Sure enough, I was not born to be an assassin."
Looking at the back of Ye Yang's head, she laughed at herself and planned to give up this assassination mission.
"Young man, grandma can go, please let me down."
Tong Tong pursed her lips slightly and said loudly.
"OK."
Ye Yang nodded, then let go of it.
"Young man, grandma also knows a little bit about physiognomy. Seeing that your appearance is dark, there may be some bad guys doing harm to you recently, so be careful."
Before leaving, Tong Tong reminded him in an old-fashioned way.
Hearing this, Ye Yang was slightly surprised. Thinking of the conflict with the Han family during this period, it was indeed consistent with what the old woman called a 'villain'.
While the two were talking, a faint mist quietly appeared in the alley.
Then the fog became thicker and thicker, and in just a few breaths, it enveloped the area where Ye Yang was.
White fog filled the air, completely covering the surrounding scene.
"Huh? Why is there fog?"
Ye Yang's eyes narrowed at the sudden vision, and he immediately became alert.
Tong Tong's face changed slightly, and he immediately started walking quickly, trying to get out of the thick fog.
Under normal circumstances, the entrance to the alley would be not far ahead, but no matter how she walked, it felt like she was going in circles.
Because Tong Tong was surprised to find that Ye Yang had not moved around, but was still next to him.
In this regard, Ye Yang also noticed this strangeness and became increasingly cautious.
"Is this...the realm of mist?!"
Tong Tong seemed to have thought of something and immediately exclaimed.
"What is the Mist Realm?"
Hearing this, Ye Yang asked curiously.
"This is the soul skill field possessed by the elemental martial spirit 'Mist'. A large amount of white mist will appear in the field, like an illusion of formations, which can trap people inside."
Tong Tong frowned slightly and said solemnly: "Just like me just now, although I have been moving around, I still can't leave here."
"If I guess correctly, the person who can use this kind of foggy field should be the senior assassin ranked ninth on the killer list, Wuyue!"
Killer?!
Hearing this, Ye Yang was startled.
call out!
Before he had time to think about the reason, a white light blade suddenly shot out from the thick fog.
Ye Yang's eyes were slightly sharp. The moment he raised his hand, the revolver was already in his right hand and he directly pulled the trigger.
boom!
The gunshot exploded, and the moment the bullet collided with the white light blade, fire spattered.
"What a powerful hidden weapon!"
Tong Tong's eyes widened with disbelief.
Boo hoo hoo...!!!
But then, several white blades of light shot out from the dense fog as fast as lightning.
After opening up the beast-controlling space, Ye Yang's mental power was extremely sharp. Under this induction, he accurately captured the attack trajectory of every white blade.
Bang bang bang!!
After firing several shots in succession, those white light blades were blocked one by one amidst the resounding sound.
However, the revolver's ammunition capacity is limited.
During the brief confrontation, the bullets were exhausted, and when the bullet was pulled again, empty shells suddenly appeared.
Whoosh!
At the critical moment, a black dagger flew out suddenly and collided with the last white light blade.
"What a quick move."
Ye Yang's expression changed slightly, and he realized that the person who flew out the dagger was Tong Tong.
He couldn't help but feel a little surprised at this.
Unexpectedly, this old lady is actually a hidden master!
"Be careful. The mist in the mist realm is also a soul skill. It will soon turn into poisonous mist, killing people invisible."
Facing such powerful assassin masters, Tong Tong no longer deliberately disguised himself. As his vitality surged, two black wings of light suddenly extended from his back.
Whoosh——!
The light flowed, and a black flame roared out, dispersing the surrounding fog.
Beast Martial Beast, Black Flame Wings.
Although this kind of auxiliary martial spirit is just one part of the monster, it also possesses extraordinary power.