Lu Bai jumped between the pavilions of Yongle City.
After throwing shopkeeper Dugu's mummy into a lotus pond and flying for a while, Lu Bai landed steadily in an alley and took out something to cover his face.
He glanced at the panel and saw more than 10,000 merit points.
Shopkeeper Dugu had at least hundreds of lives in his hands, and he often raped and robbed people.
Lu Bai was very satisfied with the merit value.
Just turned around and walked a few steps...
A young monk walked out of a temple carrying a lamp.
Yongle City is prosperous and has many temples. Outside Yongle Temple, there are no fewer than a hundred temples, large and small. If you walk slowly among the streets, you will always encounter some temples unexpectedly.
These temples may not be spectacular enough.
But it is hidden in the streets and alleys, among the people, and it has become more popular.
The two looked at each other.
In the temple behind the young monk, the sound of "bang bang bang" wooden fish could be heard.
"Little master, what direction are you going to take on the street?" Lu Bai looked relaxed, as if he had just killed someone.
The young monk pointed behind Lu Bai.
"Thanks."
Lu Bai scratched his head and turned to leave.
The young monk reminded him from behind, "Donor, be careful when walking alone at night. Be careful not to encounter unclean things."
Lu Bai chuckled and thanked him for his kindness, "I will be careful."
After walking a few more steps, the young monk followed him and said, "The alley is deep and dark. Let me escort the donor out."
Lu Bai nodded.
The little monk's lantern is quite small, made of white paper, elegant and wordless.
"Donor, would you kill someone for your parents?" the little monk asked curiously.
Lu Bai's steps were slightly wrong. Did the young monk see something?
It shouldn't be.
He flew across several streets. Could it be that this little monk had clairvoyance?
Lu Bai was full of doubts, but when he saw the young monk looking up at him, waiting for the answer, he chuckled and said, "I can."
"oh."
The little monk nodded.
They continued walking, and the alley was so deep that there was no end, and the endless darkness pressed in with the walls on both sides.
Their lanterns are like the only solitary light on a starless and moonless night on the sea.
Let all things in the night covet you.
Huh-huh-
A gust of evil wind blew, and the candlelight in the lantern flickered.
When Lu Bai frowned——
call out!
The lights went out.
"The lights are out," the young monk said quietly.
The words have not yet fallen.
Snapped!
After snapping his fingers, a ray of light appeared, dragging Lu Bai's shadow onto the wall.
A dark shadow retreated like a gecko on the wall.
Lu Bai's two fingers were brightened by him, or in other words, when pure Yang internal energy surged into his fingertips, they bloomed with light like the sun.
"Little master, please come back." Lu Bai turned his head——
The little monk was not beside him. When he looked back, he saw that the little monk was three steps behind him and looking at his fingers in surprise.
Lu Bai touched the wick lightly with his finger, and the candle suddenly lit up.
Lu Bai looked at the white candle and was slightly lost in thought.
After a moment, he nodded to the young monk and said, "The alley is deep and long. The way back is too long for the young master. I will walk the rest of the way alone. The young master should be careful when going back."
He raised two fingers and moved forward. After turning a corner, the prosperity of the avenue suddenly broke through the darkness and rushed towards him.
Lu Bai turned around and saw that the little monk's lone lamp was still burning in the darkness.
Lu Bai waved his hand to him and left with a long stride.
Outside is a warehouse, with coolies coming and going at night carrying bags, loading or unloading goods into the car.
There is a restaurant next to the warehouse.
Selling noodles.
The store boiled the offal, scraps, and broken bones together, boiled them until mashed, and then poured them over the noodles. A big bowl was enough.
Lu Bai didn't eat much at the restaurant just now, and he was still hungry now.
He ordered a big bowl and sat with the shirtless men.
A man next to him was eating a lot of noodles and drinking a lot of wine. He told Lu Bai that this was the best way to enjoy the meal.
Lu Bai then asked the shopkeeper for a bowl and asked the man to pour him some wine.
The man felt a little bit hurt, but in order to show that he was not a petty person, he still reluctantly gave up his love and gave Lu Bai a big mouthful.
Lu Bai took a big sip.
"Ouch!"
Lu Bai couldn't help but make a sound, the burning energy went straight to his throat, and after falling into his stomach, his limbs and bones were instantly burned.
This strong drink is so strong.
Lu Bai just took a bite of the rotten pork noodles and nodded with satisfaction, "Don't tell me, it tastes pretty good."
"right."
The man was proud and said, "This is an authentic Shuobei Shaoqiu knife. You don't have to worry about one bite and you can walk in the snow with two, hehe."
Lu Bai asked him to have another bite.
"Hey, you..."
"Don't be so stingy." Lu Bai patted him on the shoulder.
"Looking at your well-dressed clothes, I didn't expect you to be quite good at drinking." The man muttered and poured him another painful sip of wine.
Absolutely the right bite.
"It's hard to get this drink now. Ever since the Northern Barbarians took over Shuobei City, it's become more and more watery, and it's getting more and more expensive." The man made excuses for this absolute drink.
Lu Bai patted him on the shoulder.
"I won't drink your wine for nothing, but I'll tell you some news——"
Lu Bai pointed to the alley next to him, "It's most likely haunted."
"Haunted?"
The big man looked at the alley and didn't believe it. "We walked here all day long and saw no ghosts."
"It's better to be careful."
Lu Bai finished the noodles in the bowl, stood up and took out a silver ingot.
"Hey, you can't find it here." The shop owner was embarrassed.
"The remaining money will be spent on treating this eldest brother to dinner." Lu Bai waved his hand to the man and walked away along the river in front of the warehouse.
"Why!"
The man greeted, "I can't eat. Are you going to stretch me to death?"
"Stupid, you can save it for later."
"Yes, I'm sick of you."
"Maybe please ask us, don't look too stingy." said the coolies next to you.
"Go go."
The man stood up and caught up with Lu Bai.
Without saying a word, he thrust the wine gourd into Lu Bai's hand and hurried back.
Lu Bai carried a wine gourd and walked around on the street, and returned to the inn to sleep after an hour.
Bailang helped sell the grain and got the money. Nothing happened for a while, so he waited for the private salt to be escorted back.
The people in the Beggar Clan are very busy.
In one day yesterday, they relied on their rich begging experience to gather many beggars and quickly formed a small gang.
Lu Bai put on the clothes stained with tiger blood when he was walking in the wilderness, and gathered with these beggars in a ruined temple. While showing off his kung fu, he also used his experience and eloquence to impress these new beggar gang brothers.
After taking a shot of cardiotonic, Lu Bai once again passed on the rules of the Beggar Clan.
I have to say that for people at the lower levels, some words of sharing the joys and sorrows can always make them feel inspired, and they will fall in love with Lu Bai unknowingly.
Especially Lu Bai's body——
They were in tatters and smelled bad, and they looked like beggars' clothes.
No, beggars rarely wear these clothes.
Because of wearing these clothes, kind-hearted people dare not come near to give charity.
The beggar has finished helping.
Lu Bai changed his clothes and walked to the prefect's Yamen.
He was very sad about this case, not only for personal gain, but also for merit.
If such a murderer, who has made Yongle City talk about it with disgrace, died in his hands, his merits would be worth nothing.
Thinking of making a lot of money, Lu Bai suddenly remembered that he still had one chance to draw a lottery.
Lu Bai walked slowly and let the turntable spin.
A moment later.
The pointer stopped and pointed at a blue object——
[Ten darts: disposable items, sure to hit if thrown, not fatal, not harmful, only effective for people]
Lu Bai curled his lips.
Seeing that the previous throw was sure to hit, he thought he had obtained another magical weapon.