Chapter 40: Heavenly Masters Are Not as Good as Dogs? (8)
After saying that, he pulled out a few blank paper portraits, checked them one by one with a serious look, then looked at Qianye who turned his head, and finally, his eyes fell on Wu Zhou.
Qianye held Wu Zhou's head and said quickly: "My lord, please forgive me, but my husband is seriously ill and cannot see the wind."
"Can't you see the wind?" The leader, Chai, smiled gloomily, "I'm afraid you can't see people, right? There must be something fishy about hiding your head and showing your tail. I think you are that group of gangsters! Come on, capture them for me!"
Qianye hurriedly stuffed two more pieces of silver into Xian's hands and asked him to hand them to the officer, saying with a bitter face: "Master officer, look at my husband's stature. He is already as thin as a withered stick. How can he be a gangster?"
I'm afraid my illness will get worse again if I catch the wind. If I die here for no reason, I'll really cause trouble for the official. We'll leave early tomorrow morning and we won't cause any trouble!"
The chief official put the two ingots of silver into his sleeves, then took a closer look at Wu Zhou's pale and thin legs, and then looked at their clothes, knowing that they might have been drained of all their oil and water.
"That's all, I hate the poor people suffering the most. I guess you are also kind people, so just go away."
After saying that, the officials and the government servants rushed out in a rush, leaving just as quickly as they came.
Qianye breathed a heavy sigh of relief, took half a step back, and gently tugged Wuji's long ears, "I said, when can you take it back, this troublesome thing that can't be seen?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a snow-white long-haired tail suddenly float out from behind Wu Zhou, resting softly on his waist.
Qianye was immediately startled, and quickly took out the straw box containing the cakes from his sleeves, "You... you are hungry and you don't even know you are asking for food? If a tail appears on the street, you will be scared.
How many people died?"
Wu Zhou said nothing, lowering his head and eating the cake slowly, Qianye couldn't see the humiliation flashing across his face.
How could he take the initiative to ask for food from Qianye when he was already in such a state of destitution?
The long tail slowly disappeared. Wu Zhou looked at the few cake slices left in the straw box and slowly closed his eyes. For a moment, he would rather just disappear like this.
He had had enough. He once thought he was numb, but he couldn't fool himself. He was tired of it.
However, there was a leak in the house and it rained all night. When Chiba was at a loss what to do, the cold waiter came to tell him that the number of rooms in the inn was tight and the house price had risen again, fifty taels of silver a day.
Seeing that there were only a few small pieces of silver and a dozen copper plates left in his sleeves, Chiba sighed deeply.
"Shi, you stay here and guard him while I go out for a walk."
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Qianye did not wander around aimlessly. After several inquiries, he found the place where the Ning'an government office was located.
It was late in the evening, and the government office had closed its door. On the notice board beside it, there were posters of wanted notices with rewards.
"Hu Yihu, who is on the run for murder, has a reward of 2,000 taels; the six-fingered swordsman moved to the left, has a reward of 5,000 taels; murdered his husband Qin Yun, and has a reward of 800 taels..."
Chiba has always had little hope for these bounties. Even when money is tight, she doesn't have the time to chase down an inexplicable person for thousands of miles.
Although she was a killer in her previous life, since she came to this world, she seems to have been cleansed. She is doing her duty to kill demons and practice diligently.
She has not tried to establish any intelligence network, nor has she formed a so-called force of her own. If she wants to find the person with the bounty in the vast sea of people, she would rather hunt ghosts to find it easier.