In embarrassment, Yue Wuya looked at the waiter with a bitter look on his face: "I don't have anything on me..."
Ta da da….
Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from outside.
At this moment, the store clerk's expression changed and he said to Yue Wuya: "Hide quickly, the sand thieves are here. They specialize in robbing passers-by like you."
As he spoke, the store clerk motioned for Yue Wuya to hide behind the door.
Sand pirate?
At this moment, Yue Wuya frowned. He didn't expect that such a bad place would not be peaceful.
Afterwards, Yue Wuya followed the waiter's instructions and hid behind the door.
It's not that Yue Wuya is cowardly, but that he is exhausted after walking for a day, and he is anxious to find Yue Feng and Hai Ling'er, so he doesn't want to cause trouble.
Wow...
As soon as they hid, several sand thieves broke in, and one shouted louder.
"Boss? Is the boss here?"
"Come out quickly..."
Seeing this formation, the store clerk came forward with a smile on his face and said, "Masters, what do you want to say? Our boss is resting in the back."
The leader of the sand bandits was very arrogant and pushed the guy away: "Go away, what can I say to you? Can you be the master?"
Just as he was talking, the shop owner came out from behind. He hated these sand thieves in his heart, but he still kept a smile on his face: "What kind of wind brings you guys here?"
"Cut the nonsense!"
The leader of the sand bandits looked impatient: "Before tomorrow, prepare fifty jars of wine for us."
The shop owner was startled: "Fifty jars of wine? You guys, we are just a small business and we don't have that much wine in stock."
"Go to Nimad!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of the sand bandits started to curse: "Young mother-in-law, let me tell you, the day after tomorrow is the wedding day of our chief, these wines are used at the wedding banquet, I don't care what method you use, fifty jars
The wine must be prepared. If you delay the wedding banquet, I will destroy your tavern and hang you in the desert to dry."
After saying the last sentence, several sand bandits turned and left.
well!
Watching the sand bandits leave, the boss sat down on the ground and cried without tears: "These damn sand bandits are trying to force me to my death."
"It's so bullying." The store clerk was also indignant: "These bastards, is there really no one to control them?"
At this time, Yue Wuya walked out from behind the door and couldn't help but ask: "Where did these people come from?"
call!
The boss took a deep breath and said with a grimace: "They are the sand thieves of Flying Eagle Castle. They kill people and buy goods. They do all kinds of evil. I give them money every month in order to get peace. But I didn't expect that they got worse. The leader wants me for his wedding."
Prepare fifty jars of wine... Where can I get so much wine?"
As he said that, the boss patted his thigh: "That's all, instead of just sitting there and waiting for death, it's better to leave. It's just a pity for the tavern I've been running for many years."
After saying the last sentence, the boss called the store clerk, packed up his things and left.
Seeing this situation, Yue Wuya wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start, so he said goodbye to the boss and walked out of the tavern.
After leaving the town, Yue Wuya walked along the road in the direction of the Rakshasa tribe.
Yue Wuya thought about it. His father had a close relationship with the Rakshasa clan. If he was teleported here, he would definitely rush to the Rakshasa clan as soon as possible and go to the Rakshasa clan to find him. That would be correct.
After finding his father, he was thinking of ways to find Hai Linger.
Ta da da….
After walking for a while, he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him. Yue Wuya instantly became alert, thinking it was the gang of sand thieves. When he looked back, he breathed a sigh of relief.
I saw a caravan coming slowly.
The leader was an old man with a little girl.
"Little friend!"
When they arrived, the old man asked Yue Wuya, "Why are you traveling alone?"
Yue Wuya thought for a while and replied: "I want to go to the Rakshasa tribe to join my relatives." This place is unfamiliar to people, so it is best not to reveal their identity.
I see.
Hearing the answer, the old man nodded and invited politely: "We are going to the Rakshasa tribe to deliver goods. There are still hundreds of miles of desert ahead. I don't mind it, little friend. Let's go together so that we can have someone to look after us. You call me Mr. Ma.