In awkwardness, Yue Wuya looked at the guy with a bitter look on his face: "I don't have it..."
Dada dada...
Before he finished speaking, he heard a sound of horse hooves coming from outside.
At this moment, the shopkeeper's face changed and said to Yue Wuya: "Hide quickly, the sand is robbed, they are just robbing you passers-by."
While speaking, the shop clerk signaled Yue Wuya to hide behind the door.
Sand thief?
At this moment, Yue Wuya frowned, not expecting that such a bad place would be uneasy.
Then, Yue Wuya hid behind the door as the clerk's instructions.
It was not that Yue Wuya was cowardly, but that he had been away for a day and was exhausted. In addition, he was anxious to find Yue Feng and Hai Ling'er, but he didn't want to have trouble.
Crazy...
As soon as he hid, several sand thieves broke in, and one of them shouted louder.
"Boss? Are you here?"
"Come out quickly..."
Seeing this situation, the shopkeeper greeted him with a smile: "My uncles, do you have any instructions? Our boss is resting behind."
The leader of the Sha Thief was very arrogant and pushed the guy away: "Get out, what do you have to say to you? Can you be the leader?"
As he was talking, the shop owner came out from behind. He felt so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he still smiled: "What wind has blown up the masters?"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
The leader of the Sha Thief looked impatient: "Before tomorrow, prepare fifty jars of wine for us."
The shop owner was startled: "Fifty jars of wine? How many masters. We are just a small business, and there is not so much wine in existence."
"Go to Damn!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of the Sha Thief cursed: "My mother-in-law, tell you that the day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow, and these wines are used at wedding banquets. I don't care what you use, fifty jars of wine must be prepared. If the wedding banquet is delayed, I will smash your tavern and hang you in the desert to dry people."
After leaving the last sentence, several thieves turned around and left.
well!
Watching the Sha Thief leave, the boss sat on the ground, crying without tears: "These Sha Thiefs who are killed in the sky are going to force me to death."
"It's so bullying." The shop guy was also angry: "Is there really no one to control these bastards?"
At this time, Yue Wuya walked out from behind the door and couldn't help asking, "Where did these people come from?"
call!
The boss took a deep breath and said with a bitter face: "They are sand thieves from Feiying Castle, killing and robbing people. They do everything evil. I give them money every month to get peace, but I didn't expect that. They became more and more serious. The leader asked me to prepare fifty jars of wine for the wedding... Where can I go to get so much wine?"
As he said that, the boss patted his thigh: "Forget it, it's better to leave than sit and wait for death. It's just a pity that I have run for many years."
After saying the last sentence, the boss greeted the shop assistant and packed up his things and left.
Seeing this situation, Yue Wuya wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know where to start, so she said goodbye to the boss and walked out of the pub.
Leaving the town, Yue Wuya walked along the road towards the Rakshasa tribe.
Yue Wuya has already thought about it. His father has a close relationship with the Rakshasa clan. If he is also driven here, he will definitely rush to the Rakshasa clan as soon as possible and go to the Rakshasa clan to find him by himself. That's right.
After finding his father, he was trying to find Hailinger.
Dada dada...
After walking for a while, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from behind him. Yue Wuya became alert in an instant and thought it was the gang of sand thieves. When he looked back, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
I saw a caravan slowly coming.
The leader was an old man with a little girl.
"Little friend!"
When he arrived, the old man asked Yue Wuya, "Why are you rushing alone?"
Yue Wuya thought for a while and replied, "I want to go to the Rakshasa clan to join my relatives." This place is not familiar with the place, so it is better not to expose my identity.
I see.
Hearing the answer, the old man nodded and invited politely: "We are going to go to the Rakshasa tribe to deliver goods. There are hundreds of miles of desert ahead. My friend will not dislike it. Let's go along with you to take care of you. Just call me Dad Ma."