Chapter 1045 Ticket Bonding

The young master was thinking, but suddenly the stranger in front of him stopped.

Well, I am used to the rhythm of not being able to catch up. The sudden stop at the moment made the young master unable to react for a while.

"etc!"

The young master took a few steps quickly and successfully caught up with the stranger. He walked around from the right and stood in front of the other side.

A stranger is a strange young man with a smile on his face, like acquaintances who have been meeting for many years.

"You're finally here!"

"Um?"

The young master was suspicious. This was the tone of speaking to an acquaintance. Had he seen it before?

It shouldn't be. With my own memory, even if I meet in the cradle, I will remember it clearly.

Thinking of this, he saluted with both hands, "Dare you sure, have we seen it before?"

"Of course I have seen the only son of the old man in Pingyuan Town, a fat sheep known to everyone in the Tao!"

The young man smiled and said, "I have been checking out the site for many days and meet every day, but you haven't noticed me!"

The young master's face turned green. This was the rhythm of kidnapping, and he was still looking forward to him!

His heart sank, he smiled dryly, "Just, this friend, everyone in the world knows that my father is anxious about his husband and righteousness, and he likes Zhou Ji to interact with friends the most!"

"If you are in a hurry and have no money, just come to my house as a guest!"

"You can eat and live for a while, and you will also give away money when you leave!"

The young master was very enthusiastic and walked back, "It's getting late, I'll take you back to rest!"

"Slow down!"

Suddenly, the young master squeezed his neck tightly, his feet off the ground, and he was captured by the other party.

"This person is so hard!"

Although the young master is naughty and exercises on weekdays, he is different from the thin and poor boy, but he is lifted up like a little chicken.

"Young Master, I lack too much gold and silver, I'm afraid that the Lord will not give it to you!"

"The first bad plan is helpless!"

"I would like to ask you to make a guarantee and borrow a sum from Lingzun. It's not much. Lingzun's family has a great cause and will definitely be able to take it out!"

"Unless he sacrifices his life and wealth, he would rather not pay than you, the old man!"

A bandit is definitely a bandit!

When the young master heard this person's tone was plain and said that kidnapping and blackmailing was just like buying vegetables, he knew that it was a problem now.

"It's easy to say, please prepare paper and pen. How much do you want? I'll write it to you!"

A pack of paper and pen fell to the ground, causing ink to splash.

The young master didn't dare to tell the difference, so he spread out the paper, picked up the place that was almost clean, and hurriedly wrote a letter.

"I'll read it to you!"

The young master raised the paper full of words and was about to read it out.

"No need, I know the words!"

The other party snatched the paper, which surprised the young master even more. The literate bandit is a high-end talent, and it is more than enough to be a master. He even comes out to work in person?

No, this is a lone thief!

The young master once heard from his father that it is easy to deal with whether it is a bandit or a thief, roaring in groups and robbing all directions.

Only the thief who is alone, alone, can't get along and have no way to threaten, and is the most difficult to deal with.

It’s like a beast in the mountains, a group of wolves are fighting, and a lonely wolf is difficult to deal with. This is the reason.

The young master did not expect that he would become a lone thief on a whim.

If you implicate your parents' home, you will be blamed even if you die.

The young thief glanced at him and nodded, "It's good to write."

Then, the young thief held the young master hostage and, under his guidance, found a tenant farmer outside the old official and forced the other party to send the letter away.

"You must be glad that you have been able to hide the truth and leave the agency in the letter to remind your father, right?"

After leaving the tenant's home, the thief took the young master and circled dozens of circles along the way, leaving countless disguised footprints.

The younger the young master felt colder the more he looked at it, but there was still a trace of illusion in his heart.

But when he heard the thief's words, he was completely desperate.

"The hero misunderstood, I really didn't do anything!" The young master made a futile defense.

A light flew out of the young thief's palm, restoring the contents of the letter.

"I learned Tibetan Poetry well, but I was showing off my skills in front of me!"

It turns out that the first word of each line is added up on the letter written by the young master, and it is exactly "One kidnapper, with a very capable, please come!"

"But I don't know what the master you can invite in is from?"

The young thief asked with a smile.

The young master was worried about his lips, but refused to answer.

Oh no, this bandit actually has evil magic. Even if the monks in the temple come, they may not be the opponent.

The young thief was not angry, shook his head and did not speak.

...

"My grandson, please save my family's life!"

The old man held up a blackmail letter and knelt in front of the temple, bursting with tears.

The housekeeper behind him was holding a wooden box filled with land deeds and house deeds, as well as various rare treasures.

All the family belongs to me here, so the old man is willing to sacrifice his life.

My son is born with intelligence and knows how to use hidden poems in letters to reveal important information.

The bandit who kidnapped him was only alone, but it was not an ordinary person. He needed to hire a master to deal with it.

Who is the master? Only the father and son have a close relationship and know that they are magic monks in the temple.

However, this monk practices in the temple on weekdays and does not go out for a while, so how can he ask for help?

It is related to the life of his son. The old man knows very well that it is better to ask the monks in the temple to take action than to give the money to the kidnappers.

When a bandit acts, he pays no trace and is likely to tear the tickets after collecting the money.

Only by asking the monk to take action can the child be saved. As for the money loss, the old man didn't care about it.

"Senior brother, the old man is a devout believer, and he has generous supply every year and festival!"

"Unlike others who worship when they have temples, this family believes in my Shumen, and is a true believer!"

The abbot of the temple was trying to persuade the monk with slightly closed eyes.

This monk is a magic monk who practices supernatural powers. He was originally a disciple of a large temple.

Unfortunately, his qualifications are limited, and after entering the middle stage of the mage, he has no hope of going further, let alone becoming a holy monk.

That's why he returned to the temple where he came from and practiced with peace of mind.

The temple spent a lot of money to support him, and all of this was kept in mind.

"Um!"

The monk opened his eyes and looked at the host, "I agreed!"

The host breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good!"

It’s not that he is inconsiderate, but that the old man is too rich and makes people jealous!

A moment later!

When the old man saw that the door was open and a monk came to him without touching the ground.

"Say this donor, please lead the way!"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Lao Yuanwai and the monk first came to the tenant's house where they were broken and sent letters.

"Master, I really didn't see where they were going!"

The tenant family swears to the sky, and they are so anxious that they cry.

The monk held the letter in his hand and looked around, thinking.

"Back to the origin and trace the origin!"

A golden light emerged from the monk's fingertips, and a layer was applied to the surface of the letter paper.

The brush, the originally soft paper shaking straight in an instant, pointing in a certain direction.

"Donor, you can take it!"
Chapter completed!