Chapter 551 Counting Harvest
The guard put away the wooden box without any trace, turned his head and looked at no one, and followed Fu Shiyi into the cabin and said quickly:
"Miss Fu, I only know that before you, the Wen family came. After he left, Lord Wukui asked us to put the sign of your meeting at the end. Seeing that the underground trade fair was about to begin, Miss Fu, you are afraid you won't be able to see our adult today."
Fu Shiyi narrowed his eyes.
The people from the Wen family actually took the lead.
She pondered for a while, left the treasure ship directly, entered a trading hut for half a quarter of an hour, and walked out again. When she returned to the Fu family base camp, Fu Zhihong and others who had been waiting for a long time immediately surrounded:
"Eleven, how about it?"
"Have the people from Lanyisi agreed to escort us back to Qinhuai?"
Fu Shiyi shook his head: "I haven't even met Manager Wen."
Fu Siyuan frowned: "What should we do?"
From the market to Qinhuaili, the flight speed of the Lanyi treasure ship is as fast as three days. The distance is far, which shows that there must have been countless monks along the way, just to slaughter the fat sheep that were left alone.
After all, the forbidden basin hunting once every three years.
Hundreds of years have passed, and there is always a rumor.
Some outlaws are not qualified to go to the basin to hunt, so they will naturally set their minds on people coming out of the basin.
"Eleventh, what's going on?" Fu Zhihong frowned: "According to our friendship with Man Wen, he would not have refused to accept our orders. Could it be that, could it be..."
Fu Zhihong suddenly thought of the key and his eyes lit up: "Is it the people from the Wen family who did it?"
Fu Shiyi nodded with a smile.
The sixth sister who kept bowing her head also curled her lips.
Fu Siyuan couldn't think of it all at once: "Eleventh, patriarch, the people from the Wen family are doing destruction, but why do you look happy to see it?"
Fu Shiyi smiled and said, "Wen Changming asked Lanyisi not to escort us back to Qinhuai, which means that he should not have passed the news back to the clan. I guess he wanted to take the treasure back from us personally so that he could return to the clan to seek credit. Humph, in this way, we will do it cheaply!"
Fu Siyuan nodded suddenly.
But his face was still not optimistic: "But even if Wen Changming did not send the news back to the Wen family, we could not return to Qinhuai safely with the strength of the four of us."
Fu Shiyi comforted and smiled: "Don't worry, I have found a solution. Then we......"
Fu Shiyi waved his hand and asked everyone to get together. After saying a few words, Fu Siyuan's face immediately lit up. Fu Zhihong felt a little painful, but when he looked at Fu Shiyi, he was full of pride: "Okay, then follow the ten-point plan. While the underground trade fair is open, there is still some time. Let's first count the harvest of entering the forbidden basin."
Everyone will die for a lifetime.
Isn’t it just a magic medicine and various cultivation resources?
Fu Siyuan and the other two looked at Fu Shiyi's storage bag with fiery eyes.
Fu Shiyi was prepared early. After slapping the storage bag, a hill-like wooden box was piled on the ground. The four of them, including the late Magu, all of which were kept by Fu Shiyi. Everyone was still a little excited to see so many wooden boxes at once.
Chapter completed!