Seeing this, Qin He raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

An old acquaintance.

The master of Yuanqing Temple has unlimited money.

I haven't seen him again since he was hit by a thunderbolt in Linqing City, and I didn't expect him to show up again here.

"Get off the sedan!"

Qian Wuliang ordered again, grabbing the sedan bars with both hands.

"Master Yuan Qing gets off the sedan, Master Yuan Qing gets off the sedan!"

The two bearers' voices sounded and fell instantly with a "swish" sound.

Qian Wuliang grasped the sedan bars with his hands, which was a sign of foresight. There was no longer a situation where people were left hanging in mid-air after falling off the sedan chair.

This is a result of experience.

Then Qian Wuliang walked up to the stall owner, nodded and bowed and said, "Qian Wuliang pays homage to the silver director."

After saying that, he hurriedly took out two large silver ingots, a total of two hundred taels, and said, "This is a small share of the money."

The wine stall owner spat out two melon seed shells with an expressionless face and said: "You need five hundred taels."

Qian Wuliang's face froze, but he did not dare to disobey at all. His face twitched as he took out another small gold ingot from his pocket and said, "This gold ingot is worth three hundred taels."

"Go sit down."

The wine stall owner waved his hand and didn't even look at him from beginning to end.

"yes."

Qian Wuliang threw the gold and silver ingots into the wooden box in pain, took a pot of wine and a plate of salt beans, and found a table by himself to sit down.

Qin He suddenly became even more surprised.

Share money?

What kind of team have you joined inexplicably?

It’s a bit interesting.

After thinking about it, Qin He waved to Qian Wuliang and motioned for him to come and sit with him.

Qian Wuliang must know what is going on.

"Friend, what's the matter?" Qian Wuliang looked at Qin He and asked.

At this time, Qin He's face had changed. He could not recognize it, but the linen clothes on his body looked a little familiar.

"I have something to ask you." Qin He said.

"What's the matter?" Qian Wuliang glanced sideways, nodded, brought the food and wine over and sat with Qin He, and said, "What's the matter with you?"

"When will you work?" Qin He asked ambiguously.

Naturally, he couldn't let his secrets slip away as soon as he opened his mouth. Since they were forming a group, they must be doing things with a specific purpose in mind. Just ask about the job and do whatever is appropriate.

As expected, these words did not arouse Qian Wuliang's suspicion. He shook his head and said, "I don't know about that, but since you paid your contribution, just wait. The Yin Taoist Master has his own arrangements."

Qin He continued to inquire: "Do you think this can be done?"

"With the Yin Taoist here, I won't suffer any loss, but I won't lose my life." Qian Wuliang said, and added: "If we capture the corpse, we will make a fortune."

These words made Qin He instinctively sense the stall owner, and found that his strength fluctuations were somewhat vague. He didn't know whether it was because of his special skills or because he had some special treasures on him.

But there is no doubt that he is a master, otherwise Qian Wuliang would not be so respectful to him.

Then came what Qian Wuliang said as "the corpse".

As the old saying goes, demons emerge from dry land, also known as drought demons.

This is a special zombie that can create large-scale droughts and is very powerful.

The wind resistance and cloud resistance here, and the failure of the technique of calling wind and rain must have something to do with this corpse.

This made Qin He a little excited.

The zombies are high-level mutated zombies that can be encountered but not sought.

According to ancient books, the grade of the corpse can reach six to nine grades.

You know, the enhanced version of the perverted zombie is only at the fourth level, and the Flying Corpse King and the Golden Armored Corpse are only at the fifth level.

The lowest level of the corpse is the sixth level, but it is definitely not the lowest level to cause a drought in the entire land of Lu.

The gap between grades is like a chasm, and their strength is completely crushed.

How could Qin He not be excited about such a "treasure".

This is at least the level of "noble concubine", and she might be able to become a queen.

"Friend, have we met before?" Qian Wuliang looked at Qin He suspiciously at this time, and the more he looked at him, the more familiar he felt.

"We've never met before." Qin He shook his head very simply, refusing to admit it.

Qian Wuliang scratched his scalp, but couldn't remember it for a while, so he asked again: "How much money did you give?"

"A little less than you." Qin He said slyly.

Qian Wuliang was obviously not satisfied with this answer, but at this moment, a young man dressed as a scholar in white clothes and carrying a suitcase appeared in front of the wine stall, attracting Qian Wuliang's eyes. The latter bowed and said, "See you, junior."

Cross the Silver Road."

The stall owner looked up at him and said, "The wine costs two hundred taels."

"yes."

The scholar in white contributed two hundred taels without hesitation, and then, just like Qian Wuliang, he took the food and drinks and sat at the table where Qian Wuliang was sitting just now. He also smiled at Qin He and said to Qian

Wuliang greeted: "Long time no see Master Qian. How are you recovering from your internal injuries?"

"Ah haha, thank you for your concern, it's okay, it's okay." Qian Wuliang's face twitched and he forced a smile.

"Who is he?" Qin He asked unceremoniously.

Qian Wuliang gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "One of the four leaders of the Corpse Sect, Bai Liuli."

Qin He opened his eyes and thought, damn.

What is fate? This is fate!

I have seen two and a half of the four leaders of the Corpse Sect, and even killed one.

I have seen An Chongjiu and Jinwu Hao, and half of them have seen their methods, but they have never seen the real Thousand Corpse Ghost Mother Ruan Qianning.

Only Bai Liuli, the leader of the skeleton corpses, has never had any interactions with him.

I never expected that I would get into it so directly. This is much easier than Ruan Qianning, who is still holding the pipa and half-hiding her face.

Qin He couldn't help but look at Bai Liuli a few times.

He is elegant, has a warm smile, and is dressed in white just like a scholar. Compared with his name, the difference is not that big.

"Are you afraid of him?" Qin He looked away and asked Qian Wuliang.

At this moment, Qian Wuliang turned his back to Bai Liuli. After talking to Bai Liuli, he gritted his teeth and looked a little scared. Not to mention how exciting it was.

Qian Wuliang's face turned green and red, and he said with a cry: "My internal injuries were caused by him."
Chapter completed!