Chapter 161 Being poor and becoming a temporary escort

"Actually, I have had a hard time. I have had no father or mother since I was a child, and I have been dependent on my grandfather. My grandfather passed away last year, so I am the only one in the world. If you think about it carefully... I am also helpless!"

In a small town called Fengliu, seven hundred miles away from Du Kang Mansion, Xin Zhuo said this while sitting under a willow tree on the roadside.

Sitting next to him was an acquaintance, the hero Li Wumian, who once studied the stone tablet in Qiugong Pavilion and had a love-hate relationship with Miss Zhao Li.

After Xin Zhuo buried Huang Jiugai and Li Fuzi, he went straight to Du Kang's Mansion to join Cui Ying'er and the others. However, when he got hungry halfway, he discovered a fatal thing——

All the money was given to Cui Ying'er and the others, and she didn't even have a copper plate with her!

It is difficult to survive in any world without money.

Although he was once a bandit, it was harmless to rob homes and houses, but he always felt that it was okay to rob with a sense of ritual, but it felt weird to allow himself to commit petty theft alone.

Maybe this kind of behavior is right and wrong!

Just when he was hungry for a few days and ready to shamelessly give in, he met Li Wumian.

This person didn't seem to be interested in the recent events in the world, so even though he met Xin Zhuo, his expression was indifferent and he chatted casually.

Murong Yi said: "It's not that dangerous. The Changfeng Escort Agency in the bandit camp has given gifts along the way! But..."

His brows furrowed slightly: "The only thing I'm worried about is the demon sect that is very rampant these days. These people behave in extremely weird ways. We took the initiative to show our kindness before the escort, but the other party didn't buy it."

"I've heard something about it!"

"Forget it, forget it!"

The wealthy businessman was startled when he saw that he was a figure in the world. He did not dare to argue and left in a hurry.

Xin Zhuo's expression was strange. Did the Demon Cult? Di Huaijie, the old master and the others created the Demon Cult? Or were they using their own names to cause chaos?

Among them are Xin Zhuo, Murong Yi and Li Wumian.

Li Wumian was startled and quickly explained: "My brother can read and digitize, and he is in the martial arts realm..."

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Subconsciously asked: "Do you know what happened to the three families in Duanyang Tower recently? The Jianghu fatwa?"

The customer is Xing Tianbiao, a wealthy businessman from Hongye Mansion!

This dart is extremely valuable!

Therefore, the "Changfeng Escort Bureau" dispatched chief escort chief Shen Jianxin, three escort chiefs, twenty-one escort masters, five escorts and twenty-two temporarily recruited martial artists.

The two of them were already standing in front of the "Changfeng Escort Bureau".

"Hewu——"

Li Wumian thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up: "Yes!"

Murong Yi said: "I just heard it occasionally and forgot about it without listening carefully. Little brother Xin knows?"

Xin Zhuo was silent for a moment: "How do you live your daily life?"

And Xin Zhuo is even more curious, where do these ghost heroes get the money to live if they are not engaged in production?

The word "Hewu" is to wake up the thieves who may be lying in the grass in front of you. It means "friends who get along with me." I have given you gifts, so don't rush in blindly and hurt your harmony.

Li Wumian, who had a stubble on his face, let out a long sigh: "Not only do I have no father, no mother, no family, I was also a beggar when I was a child. Later, by chance, I joined the Spirit Sword Sect, and the senior sister took a fancy to me.

He also forgot whether Xin Zhuo knew martial arts, and was hesitant to say for a while.

After a while, a manager came out and his eyes lit up slightly when he saw Li Wumian: "You accepted the call!"

Submitted an application for a temporary escort.

The escort was on the road, escorting sixty-eight carts of silk, porcelain and a small amount of gold and silver jewelry purchased from Jingjiang Prefecture from Bingjiang Prefecture to Hongye Prefecture.

Xin Zhuo nodded and patted him on the shoulder: "Nine times out of ten, life will be unsatisfactory, and it will be over if you endure it."

"Heh-"

No wonder these two people had indifferent expressions when they saw him. Since they didn't know, Xin Zhuo naturally wouldn't throw dirty water on him and shook his head: "I don't know, who is the leader of the demon sect? Who are his followers?

"

When Xin Zhuo was wondering whether to show his hand, a slightly familiar voice suddenly came from inside: "He can!"

The waiter in front shouted a loud trumpet.

Ascetic Sword Murong Yi.

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Li Wumian also said: "That's right! The demon sect has been so rampant these days. Even Shenqian Villa, Du Family and Duanyang Tower were attacked and destroyed by them. It's really terrifying!"

Li Wumian glanced at him in surprise: "I don't want to invite you, I don't have any money!"

"Then you can't compare to me!"

At this moment, a wealthy businessman who was strolling with his servant came from a distance and spit out thick phlegm, which happened to be three feet away from the two of them.

I see!

The words he spoke were crumpled, as if many geniuses had suppressed this sentence. Of course, he said it to Xin Zhuo. He had some respect for those who were stronger than him.

Then he pointed at Xin Zhuo: "You, don't!"

"The name of the leader of the Demon Cult is kept secret, no one knows who he is!"

For people who are full of negative energy, we can only have empathy if they are also full of negative energy.

Xin Zhuo thought for a while: "I wonder if this escort trip is dangerous?"

Li Wumian's self-esteem exploded instantly, and he stood up suddenly: "Damn it, who are you looking down on? You can't vomit anywhere, but you vomit in my side? Do you want me to give you a slap in the face?"

But she is a bit ugly, with buck teeth, thick lips, and body odor. She says she loves me, but I think she is teasing me. There is also a mistress who weighs more than 200 kilograms and asks me to massage her meridians every day.

I didn't want to, but my master punished me, my junior sisters and brothers laughed at me, and no one in the entire Spirit Sword Sect looked down upon me."

Xin Zhuo was very bored and asked casually: "Is there any casual work going to the southwest to make some money?"

"Crunch..."

Xin Zhuo looked inside and couldn't help but sigh that the world is too small, and met an acquaintance again——

Li Wumian still refused: "Stop for me and make it clear!"

Xin Zhuo found that this guy was full of negative energy. He was the type that everyone in the world betrayed him, ignored him when the sun came out, and looked down on him.

It should be obvious that Xin Zhuo has no "martial arts cultivation level."

At this time, Murong Yi glanced at Miss Shen Jianxin, the chief catcher, who was sitting in front of her on a white horse, wearing a silk gauze wide-brimmed curtain hat, a white dress, and a sword at her waist, and said: "I am practicing asceticism in the world. I don't need any money. I just eat and drink in the wind."

Lu can also live, but she owed Miss Shen a favor back then, so she came here to help!"

Xin Zhuo's name was so big in "The Pursuit of Jianghu". Have you never heard of these two people who were involved in the Jianghu?

Li Wumian said blankly: "I don't have the time to spare! When did the Jianghu fatwa come out?"

This damn inferiority complex, Xin Zhuo grabbed him, managed to stabilize his mood, and pointed out the theme: "We fell in love at first sight, why don't we go to the tavern to have a few drinks together and eat ten pounds of his beef, wouldn't it be nice? Your treat

!”

Li Wumian sighed: "Take a casual job, find a sister to serve, teach people leg and foot skills, issue a wanted order from the government for low-level martial arts, etc. But nowadays, the world is difficult, casual jobs are difficult to find, and it is difficult to find a sister. The wanted order

There are basically traces of the Demonic Cult above, so I don’t dare to accept it!”

I don't know when the head escort girl Shen Jianxin has come to the side. She exudes the intoxicating fragrance of orchid. She can't see her face under the curtain, but she has a slim figure and must be good. "The two masters of the Demon Church are really good." I know, Chen Si, the sword god in white, and Bai Mu, the fairy with loose flowers!"

"Bai Mu! Chen Si?!"

Murong Yi and Li Wumian's expressions changed at the same time.

Xin Zhuo's expression also changed, becoming very strange.
Chapter completed!