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Chapter 69 One bag, one wax pill

Unless you have an urgent reason to choose this path and want to rush for time, you will never take it.

There are still taverns on this roadside, and a piece of rag with the name Huangsha Restaurant is hanging dying in the sun.

Just like the shabby appearance of a tavern.

How many guests can such a tavern have?

Definitely not many, but at this moment, there is one person sitting inside.

This is a disciple of the Wudang Sect. He is wearing very good equipment and definitely does not look like a newcomer.

But he is actually a newcomer, but his weapons and equipment are of average quality for a first-class master. There is no doubt that he is that kind of wealthy class among newcomers.

He was drinking tea, not alcohol. In this place and in this weather, drinking would be even more uncomfortable because it was already too hot.

The waiter came over for the third time. "Sir, would you like a cup of tea instead?"

The Wudang sect disciple took out a hundred taels of silver without being curious. The waiter accepted it expressionlessly and poured another cup of hot tea.

A cup of hot tea costs one hundred taels. A cup of tea cannot last more than a quarter of an hour.

This is the price in a small store.

This is also the reason why small shops can survive here.

On this road, which stretches for three hundred miles, there is only this one store, and it is even difficult to find water around it.

When a group of disciples from the Holy Land of Killing Dao saw the hotel, they all breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, it's so tiring. We've always been doing this kind of drudgery! Can't we just change places?"

They complained, walked into the hotel, closed the door, and sat down directly at the Wudang disciple's table. "Brother, can you change the place next time?"

"It's safe here. This is what the great elder told me." The Wudang disciple said expressionlessly. Finally, he added, "You guys came half an hour late and made me drink two more cups of tea."

"Brother, do you still want two hundred taels of silver? As for that?"

"Brothers, let me settle the accounts." The Wudang disciple remained unmoved and asked without emotion, "Where's the money?"

The disciple from the Killing Path Holy Land took out a stack of banknotes and placed them in front of him. "Five million is here! Two hundred taels more for you is not a problem. The problem is, your news."

The waiter came over at this time. He was no stranger to this group of people, because it was not the first time he met them. "Sir, are you still the same?"

"Stop blabbering, all the good tea and dishes are here, and the water bags are all filled with water." The man headed by the Killing Path Holy Land slapped a 100,000 tael silver note on the table. The waiter in the shop smiled.

, put it away happily. "Okay!"

This is one of their favorite customers.

The group of people in the Killing Path Holy Land don't feel sorry for them at all. Anyway, this is the sect's money spent, and the people in the sect also know the situation here.

The Wudang Sect disciple took out something wrapped in black cloth from his arms and was about to hand it over when the door of the hotel was suddenly pushed open. He quickly put away the things, just like the group of people in the Killing Path Holy Land, he was on guard.

He cast his eyes on the person at the door of the tavern.

When they saw it clearly, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

The man at the door was wearing a bamboo hat and raincoat, and had a broken iron sword hanging on his waist.

This is a poor man, the poorest among the new ones.

Then. I also like to imitate the long-outdated Dao Wuming and Jian Wuming, pretending to be cool and mysterious.

The disciples of the Holy Land of Killing Path and the Wudang Sect whispered a few words in unison, which were also the words that many people in the world would say when they saw someone dressed like this.

"idiot."

Then, they all withdrew their gaze and no longer had any interest in paying attention to this person. There was no need to pay attention or scruple to such a person. They just thought it was interesting. Of course they didn't like the NPC in this shop. He was so dark and scary.

Fortunately, as long as they have money, they won't show us any shame. So although they don't like it, they don't want to have the last place to rest on this road, so they have never treated all the NPCs in this store.

Finished killing.

This poor idiot will definitely get a cold shoulder. It is impossible for him to have the money to drink even a sip of water here. Even for foot washing water, the NPC in this shop has to charge ten taels of silver.

This store is so dark.

The waiter ran to the door quickly, as if he was seeing the most distinguished guest.

But he was obviously not there to greet the guests, because his face was smelly and ugly. "Where are the beggars? Get lost! We don't accept beggars here, and we are not a charity hall. If you want water, take money, fifty

Two cups, I want tea, one hundred taels a cup, wine, three hundred taels a cup. I think you can afford one kind of water at most. Foot washing water is cheap, only ten taels. I have a big basin left, do you want it?

?Look at how pitiful you are. For ten taels, I’ll sell you a drink.”

Under the bamboo hat, an indifferent voice floated out. "I have encountered many black spots. After I left, the black spots will no longer be black."

"Haha, I have met a lot of poor people! After being beaten up, I will never dare to act wild again!" The waiter said, rolling up his sleeves, showing his strong and strong arms. In the store, several waiters were all

They came out with knives and iron bars. Several of them had scars on their faces. It was obvious that this group of people had done other business in the past. They were even doing it now.

Several people from the Killing Path Holy Land and the disciples of the Wudang Sect are watching. They like to see this excitement. They even hope that all the NPCs in this store will be killed, but they will not let all the NPCs here die, because they

I don’t want to be without tea in the future.

Just when they were watching the excitement with great interest - the sword light suddenly flashed.

Gone in a flash.

They didn't even see the wandering swordsman at the door draw his sword and swing it.

The waiter had already leaned back and fell down, with the fierce and arrogant expression on his face. Obviously, the sword was too fast, and he was killed before he even had time to change his expression.

The group of people at the Killing Path Holy Land and the Wudang Sect disciple stopped talking because they realized that this man was not an idiot at all...

Because his sword was so fast that they clearly knew that no one among them was this man's opponent.

"Who is he?" A group of people in the Killing Path Holy Land asked the Wudang Sect disciple nervously in a low voice, because the wandering swordsman at the door had a sect pendant hanging on his waist, which is a sect that only Wudang Sect disciples have.

One of the status symbols.

"Wandering Swordsman..." The Wudang Sect disciple's face changed. He finally knew. He didn't meet an idiot, but an artistic conception level master who was rumored in the non-party circles. No one knew his name, only his nickname.

A master of artistic conception level. Is this person coming for them?

"He is following you!" A group of people from the Killing Path Holy Land were very angry, thinking that the Wudang Sect man was too careless. There was also a person from the Killing Path Holy Land who even held down the hilt of his sword and threatened nervously and suspiciously.

Said: "The Wudang Sect has a masterpiece, don't you want to work for the Holy Land of Killing Dao anymore? You are the one who brought this person here! Let me tell you, if he comes for us, we will do it first before we die.

I'll hold you back!"

The Wudang Sect disciple asked in a cold, mocking tone, "Great Elder, can I betray you?"

Of course the Great Elder cannot, he is someone who has activated the murderous aura special effect. If he betrays, everyone knows what the consequences will be.

"Humph, he won't, but you may not!" The man who killed Dao Holy Land still didn't let go.

But he was stopped by the people who came with him. "Don't mess around. Maybe you're just passing by." After he said that, he saw that the NPCs in the store were frightened by the sword of the wandering swordsman, and they just surrounded them. No one dared to come forward.

Obviously this group of NPCs also have eyesight, and they also know how scary this person is through that sword. "This brother is all on the road. If you don't mind, let's sit at the same table. We will pay for your expenses. Find a place like this

It’s not easy to find a place to rest and drink water. I don’t think you will bring the affairs of the sect here, brother? A sect is a sect. It is fate that we met here. How about a few drinks and a few words? "

When he finished saying this, the figure of the wandering swordsman at the door moved at the same time.

The target was not them, a group of NPCs in the store were all killed in the blink of an eye.

No matter the movement technique or the rusty broken sword, they all moved too fast, too fast!

The disciple headed by the Killing Path Holy Land saw this and became more and more frightened, but still maintained his composure. "Why bother? Although this shop is dark, there is still a place. They are all dead. I'm afraid they will be in trouble next time they take this road.

There is no place to rest."

The wandering swordsman picked up the teapot, took a cup for himself, filled a cup, and drank it dry.

After drinking five drinks in a row, he slowly turned around, faced the group of Killing Dao Holy Land and Wudang Sect disciples, and said in a cold tone, "You are wrong. After all the work of eradicating evil, they are alive, so there is no second tavern."

The disciple headed by the Killing Dao Holy Land was slightly startled, and then he deliberately complimented, "Brother, what you said makes sense, I didn't expect it. They are so arrogant, of course they will not allow others to open a shop here, there are always many poor people around, they

No more, there must be someone else who will open a tavern to make a living. Brother, you have a profound understanding of the problem! I don’t know Gao’s name, why don’t we have a drink together? We rely on friends when we go out. Since we are destined to meet each other, if we can respect each other, we will be friends from now on! "

"I'm here to kill people." The wandering swordsman said this coldly. The rusty iron sword was still stained with blood. He walked step by step towards the group of disciples from the Holy Land of Killing Path. The group of people stood up, and one of them stood up.

The person who suspected the betrayal of a disciple of the Wudang Sect saw the wandering swordsman approaching closer. He roared, drew his sword and stabbed the disciple of the Wudang Sect. He said that even if he died, he would be punished!

Sword light, flying.

The rusty broken iron sword suddenly struck the sword worth three million of the disciple of the Holy Land of Killing Path. Then, his sword broke, and his throat was cut off almost at the same time.

His companions did not save him, because they all fell to the ground clutching their bleeding vitals.

"What a fast sword..." The Wudang disciple was in disbelief and couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration. The fastest sword he had ever seen was the great elder's sword, but compared with this man, he couldn't even lift his shoes.

, because he could at least see the trajectory of the great elder's sword clearly, but with this man's sword, he could only see a fleeting sword light.

The rusty iron sword was put into its sheath. His thick palm was pressed on the stack of banknotes on the table, and he slowly pushed the banknotes in front of the Wudang disciple. "They're all yours."

The Wudang disciple took out half a million from it and pushed the rest in front of the wandering swordsman. "Without you, I can't escape. These should belong to my senior brother."

The wandering swordsman pushed back again and said in a cold tone, "I said, it's all yours."

The Wudang sect disciple originally wanted to take the opportunity to make friends with the first newcomer in the sect who had been in the martial arts for a long time. Seeing him like this, he knew that there was no hope of getting along with him, so he had to put away the banknote. "Senior brother is taking such good care of me. Junior brother dare not not accept it. I am grateful in my heart.

Never forget."

The disciple from the Holy Land of Killing Dao guessed right, he indeed betrayed them, but he didn't know who the person coming would be, and he didn't expect it to be a wandering swordsman.

"The Great Elder has been trapped in the quagmire. He can't get out, and he doesn't allow people around him to get out. In fact, except for him, we have long been unwilling to do this kind of thing, but there is no other way. This time I took a peek at what he asked me to take.

"I feel that the matter is too big. If I don't make the decision to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, this secret will be known to the Holy Land of Killing Path, which will be very detrimental to the Wudang Sect. I hesitated for a long time, and in the end I could only kill my relatives out of justice." The Wudang Sect disciple had a look on his face.

Said regretfully, he was very proud of his wisdom. The great elder behind him could not betray the Holy Land of Killing Dao. Even if he regretted it now, he could not escape, but he could. Now that Wudang Sect has a masterpiece, he did not care about Killing Dao at all.

With the blessing of the Holy Lord of the Holy Land, he is certainly not willing to continue doing this kind of thing. If he does not betray the great elder behind him, sooner or later someone else will do the same. Whoever is the first will be able to get enough benefits.

He took out what the great elder asked him to bring and gave it to the wandering swordsman. "Although I have seen it, I will never tell it. I am very tight-lipped, so the great elder always asks me to send news; I am also very reliable.

, so I was able to collect the money. The great elder also felt free to let me take the five million banknotes back." He had seen the contents inside, so he was also afraid that the head's wife would want to block his mouth. At this moment, he said

All this was to prove that he was reliable. He also wanted to prove the value of his ability. So while he was saying this, he had already begun to search for the bodies of the group of people in the Killing Path Holy Land and moved out the elder who was the leader.

I quietly waited until the body protection time had passed, and then began to search the body very carefully. I didn't even miss the hair, and I didn't care about the smell of the other person's feet. I took off my socks, took off the soles of my shoes, and also took off my underwear and put them on.

He put on his gloves and dug under the other party for a while. After taking out a wax pill, he cut it open, took off his gloves, put the note inside on the table, and arranged the other found things neatly.

"This man is very cautious. When he sat down today, he kept half-lidded on the stool. I guess he must be hiding something very important. He not only comes to see me every time, but is also responsible for delivering a lot of news." That Wudang

As the disciple said, he stepped aside and did not look at the things on the table. Even when he opened the note, he avoided the words on the front.


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