Compared to Ye Xiaochuan, there was a lot of cursing in the small inn where Baili Yuan and the two poor ghosts lived. Yun Qiyou, who successfully robbed Ye Xiaochuan again, and the three of them were staying in the luxurious big inn. At this moment, it was a different scene. They were celebrating tonight.
fruits of victory.
Yang Liudi took off the facial makeup and said jokingly: "It's so fun tonight, senior sister, you didn't see how badly Fatty Liu was tortured by Baili Yuan. He was stabbed four times in the thigh, and was stabbed again by Baili Yuan.
I broke a few ribs, and I estimate that he won’t be able to get out of bed for a year and a half.”
The woman in black wearing baby facial makeup took off her facial makeup, and it turned out to be Ning Xiangruo. She said, "If Ye Xiaochuan knew it was the three of us tonight, I wonder if he would be mad to death."
Yun Qiyou, who was wearing a feather mask, took off his mask and said calmly: "He is not a fool. He should have guessed it by now. Maybe he is jumping around and cursing us now."
Yangliu Di said: "How is that possible? From what Baili Yuan meant, he thought the three of us were members of the Hehuan sect."
Yun Qiyou shook his head and said: "I fought with Ye Xiaochuan in the study room. He has already figured out that I am from the Cangyun Sect. As long as he and Baili Yuan are combined, he can immediately guess that it is the three of us."
Yang Liudi said nonchalantly: "If you guess it, just guess it and see what he can do to us."
Ning Xiangruo said: "I have used two moves with Baili Yuan, and she is indeed well-deserved. We only used three points of strength, and no one got any advantage. She is a strong opponent for us in the Duantian Cliff Arena.
I hope that when the lot is drawn, I won’t meet her in the first three rounds.”
Yang Liudi is a heartless person. She doesn't care how powerful Baili Yuan is. Anyway, she won't participate in the Duantian Cliff Fight. She may never have the chance to fight Baili Yuan in her life.
While her senior sister was talking to her junior sister, she secretly opened the wooden box that she snatched from Baili Yuan's hand. When she opened it, the inn room, which was originally dark for a moment, suddenly became gleaming with golden light.
Yang Liudi exclaimed: "Gold! So much gold!"
Of course, one thousand taels of gold is a lot. According to the currency exchange ratio for thousands of years, one tael of gold can be exchanged for ten taels of silver, ten copper coins, and ten thousand copper plates. It can make a family of three live comfortably.
Live for three months.
For example, Ye Xiaochuan ate thirteen taels of gold in one meal at Yunhai Tower. This is absolutely the behavior of a prodigal.
What's more, on top of these one thousand taels of gold, there is a thick layer of silver notes. The denominations are either five hundred taels or one thousand taels, and there are basically none with a one hundred tael denomination.
Yang Liudi had never seen so much money before, and he immediately threw himself on the gold, wishing he could integrate all the gold into his body.
Ning Xiangruo and Yun Qiyou changed their expressions slightly when they saw that Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Yuan had stolen such a large box of gold tonight, and the total value seemed to be no less than 20,000 taels of silver.
This is definitely a big case!
Ning Xiangruo almost hugged Yang Liudi's small waist and pulled her up from the pile of gold, saying: "Are you going to be successful? We are cultivators. This kind of yellow and white things will only disturb our minds.
It is harmful to the journey of cultivation. Have you forgotten Master’s teachings for so many years? Master asked you to go down the mountain to temper your mind. It’s better for you to lose your nature when you see some gold! If Master knows, you will never think about it in your life.
Going down the mountain."
Yang Liudi muttered, watching Ning Xiangruo take out the few gold ingots she had just hidden from her arms, and felt her heart bleed.
Cultivators are also human beings, and people always have desires. Even those enlightened monks are not without desires, but what they want is different from ordinary people.
When Yang Liudi saw the treasures of gold and silver that she could never spend in her lifetime, it was normal for her to put a few gold ingots into her belly pocket. It was also normal for her to climb the golden mountain without letting go. This was a release of her human nature.
She asked pitifully: "Sister, what should we do with these stolen goods?"
Ning Xiangruo said: "If that Liu Fugui was a good person, we should return it intact, but now it seems that he is not a good person. Let's go down the mountain to practice. First, we can temper our minds and improve our cultivation. Second, we can slay the monsters.
To eliminate demons, uphold justice, and protect the land and water. I think we might as well give all this money to the poor. Junior sister, what do you think?"
Yun Qiyou had no objection. She still had more than 10,000 taels of silver robbed from Ye Xiaochuan in her pocket. She also had no concept of money. She had never thought about how to deal with these stolen goods. She should leave these matters to her.
The senior sister handles it.
As soon as Yang Liudi heard that Senior Sister was going to disperse all the wealth, he immediately jumped up and said: "Senior Sister, please don't leave us all. We are not rich either. To help the poor, we must have someone near and far away. First come, first served. Junior Sister in this room
I am the poorest, please help me first."
After saying that, she rudely rushed forward again, grabbed a dozen gold ingots and stuffed them into her belly pocket. Feeling that it was not enough, she grabbed another handful of silver notes.
Ye Xiaochuan stayed up all night, lying on the hardwood bed of the dilapidated inn, cursing Yun Qiyou in his heart all night long.
When Baili Yuan said that the magic weapon used by the woman she was fighting with was a dagger glowing with purple light, he could almost determine the identity of the three women who had done harm to him tonight.
The person he was fighting with in the study room was Yun Qiyou, and the other two women knew from their buttocks that they were Ning Xiangruo and Yang Liudi from Yuanshui Xiaozhu.
As for why Ye Xiaochuan could guess it, it was because he accidentally heard from his master a few days ago that the head master's uncle had privately taught the Purple Sun Divine Dagger to senior sister Ning Xiangruo, hoping that she would have a chance to enter the top two in the Duantian Cliff Fighting Arena.
Ten, hit the top ten.
Ye Xiaochuan tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep at night, thinking that every time he was about to make a fortune, he would be robbed by Yun Qiyou, and his efforts would end in vain.
He had never believed in fate, let alone what Situ Feng kept saying that he and Yun Qiyou, as the masters of Wufeng Zhanchen, were destined to be entangled in this life.
Now he gradually believed Situ Feng's words. This Yun Qiyou was simply his natural nemesis. It was as if he owed him something in his previous life and he had come to work for her to repay the debt in this life.
Looking at the sky outside getting brighter, he said bitterly: "Six thousand years ago, it was Situ Feng who killed Su Qinglian. Why should I pay these debts? Yun Qiyou, wait, don't do it.
Fall into my hands."
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He wished he could find Yun Qiyou immediately, have a battle with her, use the Wufeng Divine Sword to activate the Beidou Divine Sword Formation, and teach this biggest nemesis in his life a lesson.
He could only think about this kind of thing in his mind. He knew very well that his current cultivation level was far inferior to that of Yun Qiyou, otherwise he would not have been beaten into a pig's head by her in the fighting ring and had to lie in bed for several days.
Therefore, he decided to stay away from Yun Qiyou from now on, at least a hundred miles away, otherwise his whole life would be considered useless.
