"Twenty taels, forget it if you don't go."

Yang Dong said lightly, then turned around and walked out the door.

Looking at his firm steps, Hong Laoliu couldn't help but hesitate.

This kid is so confident. Could it be that he has other arrangements?

Forget it, twenty taels are no more.

If I go there, I can eat and drink freely, which is not a loss.

"Hey, wait for me! Twenty taels, the deal!"

...

Eastern Luozhou,

In a dilapidated yard,

The low-protective Dharma rubbed his shriveled belly, was silent for a while before he slowly spoke:

"Brother, I'm so hungry."

"I still have to worry about what I'm hungry!"

The high-protective Dharma reprimanded, hesitated for a while, took out half a pancake from his arms and handed it to the low-protective Dharma.

"Let's eat a few bites. This is what Lord Yang Mianshou brought to us before leaving."

The lowly guardian took half of the pancake and wanted to swallow it whole. However, after several struggles, he only tore off a small corner and put it in his mouth.

After chewing hard for a long time, a hint of satisfaction and aftertaste appeared on his face.

"Brother, Lord Yang Mianshou is really a good person!"

"Oh! Who said no?"

The Protector Gao sighed lightly and looked around the dilapidated courtyard, feeling even more sad.

"Brother, do you think our Qinglian Sect has been so poor, but it has become poor now."

"After all we are protectors, why did we arrange such a broken place for us?"

The lowly guardian looked resentful, and his tone was slightly faster.

"Brother, do you think there is a possibility that we were cheated?"

"Oh? Brother, what are your opinions? Let's talk about it."

The high guardian's eyes were slightly brighter, and he looked like he listened carefully.

The lowly guardian thought for a while and said slowly:

"We are the saint, and living in the palace is naturally good."

"Later, he left the palace with Lord Yang Mianshou. He was originally the chief supervisor of the big house, so naturally he couldn't starve us."

"But this Qinglian Sect, ordinary sects are really too poor. Otherwise, they wouldn't join the sect, right?"

The high guardian stared at his younger brother in surprise. He never dreamed that his seemingly stupid brother would have such an opinion.

In fact, the two brothers joined the church because the famine in the capital was famine and almost starved to death.

"Brother, what you said makes sense. But how do I remember that the last time the Holy Son of Lao Shizi was full of oil!"

"Brother, are you stupid?"

The lowly guardian raised his head slowly, looking at the highly guardian with a hint of contempt.

"Brother, you forgot that he is the Holy Son."

"What's wrong with the Holy Son? He is just a self-proclaimed. Our Qinglian Sect does not have a Holy Son. But our guardian identity is personally recognized by the old leader."

The high guardian was stammering his neck, looking dissatisfied.

"Brother, you're so stupid."

The low guardian smiled and continued to speak slowly:

"Brother, the Qinglian Sect now is no longer our saint."

"We have no other people's favor on our guardian status."

"Or why are we both chewing cakes in this broken place!"

When the high guardian heard this, his eyes lit up suddenly.

"You're right, brother!"

"They are just a group of bastards who occupy the nest, making trouble under the name of our Qinglian Sect. Bah, shameless!"

"No, I have to ask them to theory!"

The high guardian said, rolled up his sleeves and walked out.

It’s just that I’ve been hungry for too long, and my steps are a little sloppy.

"Brother, forget it!"

The low guardian pulled his brother weakly and continued:

"What's the difference between us going through this and dying?"

"Compared with this, I think we should think about how to get back to Lord Yang Mianshou."

"The Qinglian Sect doesn't want us, we still have a good friend, don't we?"

"Brother, it makes sense!"

The high guardian's eyes lit up, but in a flash, they became disappointed again.

"We can't go back to Changcheng in this situation. Brother, you are so smart, are there any other ways?"

The lowly guardian sighed deeply when he heard this.

He looked at the high guardian again, his eyes as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.

"Brother, do you think there is a possibility? It's not that I'm too smart, it's that you're too stupid."

“…”

...

Changcheng,

Due to the construction of the official highway in full swing,

Every day, many people come to visit and then join the army of official road construction.

A young man with dark skin, wearing a straw hat, easily entered the city.

"According to my father's wishes, I have to find a way to meet Yang Xunzhang."

"But how can I meet such a noble and noble person just by meeting him?"

"My father, that old trash, has been with him in the army for decades, and he has not even trained a confidant."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have cheated on his biological children like this, right?"

Whenever I think of the things I suffered from childhood, the young man can't help crying.

It's not easy for me to grow up like this!

This is God’s favor!

I think when he was seven years old, he was thrown into the wolf pack for the night, and when he was ten years old, he followed the army to fight to kill the enemy...

It is true that you can live until now!

The young man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and suddenly his eyes became firm.

I, Yu Xiaoyu, the son of destiny! A man destined to become a general!

Isn’t it just to find an inspector Yang? Isn’t this a matter easy to capture for me?

He was immersed in a lofty fantasy when suddenly a cold voice came from behind.

"Boy, hurry up and get out of Tao for the uncle!"

"Do you understand if you are in the way?"

"Ah? I'm sorry, uncle, I was wrong."

"The first time I entered the city, I was shocked by such a prosperous place."

The young man immediately flashed aside, scratched his head and looked simple, and his eyes were filled with a bit of yearning for a big city.

"Hmph, I have never seen the world."

The escort escort glared at the young man with a slanted eyes, intending to continue on his way.

Suddenly, the hairs all over his body stood up in an instant.

As a warrior, his instinct made him feel that a layer of terrible murderous intent was shrouded on his head!
To be continued...