Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

13. Strange goods can live [49/100](2/2)

But this is just a statement.

With the experts on the Earth List and the methods of the descendants of the Immortal Sect, even if these people whisper and speak, they can't hide it from him at all.

Qian Guaizi and Lang Mutou exchanged glances again. After a few breaths, Lang Mutou, a tall and thin guy who was like a bamboo pole, folded the iron in half in a weak voice:

"Let me ask you, did you lose a jade lock when you fought with those miscellaneous people who ruined my reputation as a village a few days ago?"

This problem changed Xiao Tie's expression.

He nodded.

"very good."

Lang Mutou gasped and asked again:

"Are there two words on the jade pendant?"

"some."

Xiao Tie's heart began to pound.

He had a premonition that something was about to happen.

Some secrets are about to be revealed.

As his complex gaze was gaze, Lang Mutou said the answer.

He whispered:

"My boss, before his name was finished, was called 'Qiu Yunshu'."

"ah!"

Ji Tie's eyes widened, and the heavy sword he was leaning on was a little unable to hold it.

Joy, doubt, expectation, confusion, excitement, loss.

All kinds of different, even completely opposite emotions, like a seasoning pot being overturned, ups and downs in the heart of this ignorant boy

It can be said to be mixed with all kinds of flavors.

That complex emotion made him even lose his ability to think for a while, and he remained silent for a long time, just like a dull sculpture.

Qingqing looked at Xiao Tie worriedly.

She had seen Xiao Tie's jade lock, too

She naturally knew what this news meant to Xiao Tie. Shan Gui still had an indifferent look on his face, but his eyes were also jumping back and forth against Xiao Tie and the bandits in the village.

The young master Huaqing behind him was even more like hearing the peerless gossip.

The smile was gentle, and there was a hint of interest in the smile that looked like an old cat.

Master is right.

There are always all kinds of bizarre things in this world, which seem impossible, but are reasonable.

Whenever I experience such bizarre things, it is much more interesting than staying in the mountains to practice hard.

The only person present who has the same expression is the monk who hates the fate.

He lowered his head and turned the Buddhist beads, as if he was chanting scriptures and praying for the deceased.

But in fact, the monk's heart was already like the turbulent waves of anger, rolling endlessly.

Lang Mutou’s two questions, coupled with the final conclusion, and the change in Xiao Tie’s expression, made Lang Monk easily guess the answer to the riddle.

It also made him feel ecstatic.

When he set out before, he and Mr. Lei thought that Shen Qiu was the most savvy guy!

But now, the development of things has exceeded everyone's expectations. The honest boy in front of me is the real strange thing to be accustomed to!

Buddha is above!

Everyone in the world knows that Qiu Buping is because of the robbery of his home due to the chaos and the lives of all his relatives, which changed his temperament and became a legend of the Green Forest.

It was the suffering of losing everything that made today's Tianlist master.

It is the broken and heavy life that has made the unruly and unruly gun that has done its own way.

But now, he learned that Qiu Buping actually had a youngest son alive!

If this news spreads, the entire world will probably cause a stir.

"The sound of poetry is really a blessed person!"

This thought appeared in Langshen's heart again, making him more sincere in his belief in Buddha.

He felt that this was his prayer, and the Buddha heard it, so he gave Lei Shiyin a great opportunity.

If Shi Yin's niece could have something to do with this iron-breaking boy.

Once Shi Yin's secret is exposed, then the hatred will definitely do everything to protect Shi Yin's safety.

The kindness of a master on the Tianlist!

It's a rare opportunity to meet!

"Little Iron! Little Iron?"

Qingqing called out several times before awakening the dull little iron. He looked at Qingqing blankly, revealing a sense of confusion from the inside out.

"Are you going to the right and wrong village?"

Qingqing asked directly, Xiao Tie hesitated for a moment and whispered:

“I…I don’t know.

I also thought about what my family would look like if my family was still there.

Maybe it’s the ordinary farmer who is invincible, maybe it’s the businessman who does small business, maybe they’re dead…”

Xiao Tie gritted his teeth and said:

"But now, they say that my father is a bandit who prevails the mountain and becomes the king, and he is also the most powerful bandit leader in the world.

I don't know what to do with this...

"Qingqing, please make the decision for me."

Xiao Tie looked at Qingqing. At this moment, he felt a little indifferent. He begged:

"You said, should I go?"

"this..."

How could Qingqing make a decision for Xiao Tie?

She knew that Xiao Tie was a kind-hearted person, and her senior brother also said repeatedly that Xiao Tie was a very simple child with kind thoughts.

But now, he has encountered the biggest problem in his life.

"Amitabha."

A Buddha's name came slowly.

The monk turned the Buddhist beads and said to the confused iron-breaking boy in a low and calm voice:

"Brother Zheti, if you are confused, you will be unhappy and you are at a loss and you will not be able to make a decision at this time. It is better to...

Take a moment, slow down, and make plans?"

He showed mercy and said:

"I'll wait for me to restrain these remains and do rituals for them. After the dead souls are saved, I believe that the little brothers will calm down and can make decisions based on what they think."

Xiao Tie was stunned.

He thought about it and felt that Lang Seng’s words were reasonable.

He folded his hands together and bowed slightly to the monk, and he said:

"Then, as the master said, first save these innocent souls who died because of me, and I will also help."

"Good, good."

The monk was solemn and smiled slightly with a folded iron. He held the Buddhist beads and said softly:

"If the donor has a heart, he is truly a kind-hearted person."
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next