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Chapter 49: None of My Business

Since Luo Ning became a monk, he has become very courageous.

But at this moment, looking at the corpses on the ground, I felt a chill rising from the soles of my feet, making my hair stand on end.

Mo Gu's crazy words and deeds before his death seemed to be retribution and deserved punishment. But Luo Ning did not feel the power of justice to punish evil.

These people are all killers, murderous villains with heavy blood debts, and they really deserve to die.

But the problem is, this cursed way of death is too weird.

Hey, hey, hey... He's in a scary tree. What does this mean?

What did Mo Gu see before he died?

Twenty years ago, all the people in Wangyou Township died and were said to have been cursed. Could it be that so many people also saw Him on a terrifying tree before they died?

Luo Ning and the caravan manager both looked solemn.

The two of them looked at Mo Gu's body together and remained silent for a while.

Everyone fell into a dead silence, and the deserted courtyard was as silent as cicadas, with only the pungent smell of blood.

At this time, even the woman who changed from Su Chuo to Lu Pianpian after drinking was also surprised.

Even she couldn't see why Mo Gu went crazy.

There are many ways in the world, and there are also many monks who use secret spells, nightmares, and evil magic to kill people.

But Mo Gu didn't seem to die by these means.

If her cultivation level was still there, she could examine the body and find some clues. But now...she could only look at it.

Luo Ning stared at Mo Gu's body and suddenly broke the suffocating silence and said: "He is obviously dead, why doesn't he have death energy or soul energy?"

After a person dies, he or she will become a ghost under certain special circumstances. In most cases, the soul will directly dissipate and turn into soul energy, death energy, yin energy...

However, there were more than ten people dead at the moment, but Luo Ning's consciousness could not detect the soul energy of death.

Could this be the reason why there are no ghosts here?

The caravan manager suddenly pointed at Mo Gu's body and said, "Where is his golden earring?"

Luo Ning took a look and saw that Mo Gu's gold earrings were missing.

He pointed in the air, opened Mo Gu's body, took in Mo Gu's storage bag, swept his consciousness, and his expression changed slightly:

"The storage bag is empty, there is nothing."

The steward looked gray, "His storage bag contains at least two hundred taels of gold, which I gave him. I saw him put it in the storage bag with my own eyes."

Luo Ning suddenly remembered Su Chuo's words.

After the people of Wangyou Township died, their huge wealth disappeared overnight.

Very weird.

Could it be that He kills people for money?

impossible.

"It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time. Let's leave immediately." Luo Ning said and ordered to set off immediately.

The people in the caravan also hurriedly set up their cars and prepared to leave the bloody deserted courtyard together.

But the caravan steward still gritted his teeth and said to his subordinates:

"Don't leave in a hurry! It's a blessing or a curse, but we can't avoid it! Let's bury the body first! They're escorting us all the way!"

Fifteen or six caravan men worked together, quickly digging a dozen shallow pits, and hastily buried the bodies of Mo Gu and other bodyguards on the spot.

"Brother Gu Dao! I'm sorry!" The caravan steward bowed to Mo Gu's small grave, "This escort trip actually caused Brother Mo Gu to fall into disgrace and die young."

"Since ancient times, loyal bones have been buried in the weeds. I can only pay tribute to you in the future! Don't blame me, don't blame me! Have a good journey!"

Luo Ning, who had already reached the door, looked back at this scene and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

This manager is a bit interesting.

The caravan steward did not dare to stay long, so he buried a group of dead people hastily and left immediately following Luo Jiaban.

"Brother Luo Dao." The steward of the Chamber of Commerce caught up a few steps and said, clasping his fists: "Brother, where do you want to go?"

Although he is a ninth-grade consummate person, he is a businessman seeking money. Now that he is seeking help from Luoning, his tone is much more respectful.

Luo Ning answered knowingly: "To the west, to the border areas, and maybe to Tibet."

"That's great!" said the steward of the Chamber of Commerce, "If you really go to Tubo for a tour, I'm sure you will shock the eyes of those barbarians. Those lords are very willing to spend money."

Luo Ning said calmly, "Oh."

Seeing that Luo Ning didn't answer, the steward of the Chamber of Commerce had no choice but to say directly: "Qian Duo is the fourth abacus of Jinyunfang in this county, so people in the world call Qian the fourth abacus."

Jinyunfang is a well-known business in this county, mainly engaged in silk embroidery and tea.

"It turns out to be Qian Chaofeng." Luo Ning nodded. He could tell that Baibai Fat Qian Sibaan was actually a witch cultivator.

The most powerful skill of a witch cultivator is to invite gods to send gods, also known as the Immortal.

At first glance, the witch cultivator's method of inviting gods to take over the body is similar to Ling Daozhu's performance of magical powers, but it is actually not the case.

First of all, the average shaman cultivator can only support one god in his lifetime, and no matter how powerful the shaman cultivator is, he can only support two gods at most.

Second, shamans do not need to act, but use incantations to invite gods. The incantations are similar to actors' lines, but they are very mysterious and are secret incantations.

The third and most fundamental difference is that witch cultivators do not need the power of will to pray to gods. However, although shaman cultivators do not need the power of will, they do need to sacrifice their souls once a year and it takes a day to sacrifice.

This day is called the day of sacrifice for witch cultivators, and it is also the biggest secret of every witch cultivator. Because that day is when the witch cultivators are at their weakest.

Qian Si Abacus said: "This caravan is also going to Tubo to deliver goods. To be honest, brother Luo Dao, the caravan has five carts of high-grade tea bricks and five carts of first-grade brocade, which are worth twenty thousand taels."

"But now that the bodyguard Mo Gu is dead, we still have more than a thousand miles to go to the border town of Tubo. The journey is not peaceful. I would like to invite brother Luo Dao to accompany us to build up our momentum."

"In this way, we can also take care of each other. I am quite familiar with the Tea Horse Trade Road, and I also know a few Tibetan people."

This is a journey together. In fact, Luo Ning is asked to take over Mo Gu's role.

Qian Sibaan saw that although Luo Ning was a young man, he was already an eighth-grade monk, and his words and deeds were practiced and decisive, and he did not seem to have the murderous intention of a bandit, so he became interested.

Don't tell me, his cultivation level is not high, but he is good at judging people.

Luo Ning had no intention of taking advantage of the situation.

But if you are a bodyguard on the way...then you have to negotiate a good price!

Seeing Luo Ning's indifferent expression, Qian Sibaan could only smile bitterly and said: "Of course, I won't let Brother Taoist worry about it in vain."

After saying that, he took out five gold bars and said, "Fifty taels of gold is not a sign of respect. Please accept it with a smile, Brother Luo Dao."

Luo Ning said nonchalantly: "Forget it, let's go with you all the way. It can be considered as taking care of you."

"But I have something to say first. I will stop and tour from time to time on my way west. I am not as focused on traveling as you are. Qian Chaofeng, it would be bad if I miss your schedule."

"It doesn't matter!" Qian Sibaan waved his hand, his chubby face showing a certain amount of pride, "We have to stay often to recuperate our power."

Luo Ning then "smiledly accepted" fifty taels of gold, and suddenly felt much more at ease.

Fifty taels of gold is five hundred years of silver.

Comparable to Luo Jiaban’s dozens of performances!

But the problem is that Luo Ning acted for his willpower, not for money.

When Luo Li saw that his brother had collected fifty taels of gold, he immediately smiled and was in a good mood.

Everyone in the Luo family class was very happy when they saw Luo Ning receiving a large sum of money.

After Luo Ning and Qian Sibaan discussed it, they decided to go back first, withdraw from the Wangyou Township, and sleep in the wild.

Wait until dawn, and spend another day walking through Wangyou Township.

This is the safest plan. If you take a detour and are blocked by mountains and rivers, you will have to walk at least two hundred miles more.

At that moment, the two parties joined forces and hit the road together. They walked back for more than ten miles until they came out of Wangyou Township, and then they stopped.

We can only sleep outdoors.

Everyone had no tents, so they had to burn bonfires in the wild to spend the night.

"Su Chuo" drank in silence, his seventh bottle of wine today.

Even the people in the caravan noticed her drinking.

Luo Ning glanced at "Su Chuo" and couldn't help but think of the secret Chen Dalang said.

The more I think about it, the more strange it becomes.

It was not difficult for Chen Dalang to know this secret accidentally, after all, he was once a head catcher who wanted to be an embroidered guard.

But why did the deaf-mute pallbearer wait three years before reporting the news?

Lu Pianpian's physical body has been hidden in Yinyue Villa for three years without leaking the news, but now it has been leaked?

Her subordinates must not be simple, so why did they never think of the possibility that the coffin keeper would inform?

Is this so-called secret really that simple?

What a coincidence that just when Lu Pianpian was by his side, this news that was extremely related to Lu Pianpian was delivered to him?

A deaf-mute who knows lip language and is literate, how can he not find a meal, and has to work as a pallbearer in a place like Yizhuang?

The more I think about it, the more paradoxical it becomes.

Luo Ning shook his head, too lazy to think about it.

Anyway, he would never take the risk to find Lu Pianpian's body.

If Lu Pianpian gets a physical body and regains her strength, how will she deal with herself?

Just take back Lu Zhi’s relics? Or pinch yourself to death?

Luo Ning didn't dare to gamble because people like Lu Pianpian had ulterior motives and complicated experiences.

He had too much time to take care of himself, so he could only do one more thing rather than one less thing, and just ignore it.

Flesh or not, it has nothing to do with me.


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