Xu Ce heard Ye Qian's statement that Ye Qian was the Ghost King herself and was more sensitive to the evil spirit than him, so he felt it carefully again. It was indeed as Ye Qian said, the blood evil spirit was
, contains a faint evil spirit.
This evil spirit is very obscure. If you don't investigate carefully, it is really difficult to see the clues. Even if Xu Ce has the cultivation level of Jindan, he was almost fooled.
Xu Ce secretly thought about who did it. Such a severed hand was really powerful.
However, Xu Ce's face did not change at all, but the face of the coachman became solemn and alert.
Although the bandits in this forest are only looking for money and not life, if they pay a sum of money, the harvest will fall a lot after this hard work.
I just want to earn some hard-earned money, so I really can’t bear to do it.
Moreover, when my father-in-law came here a few days ago, he encountered bandits and already paid a sum of money. This time, it is double.
The wheels of the carriage made a sound as they rubbed against the ground, and they gradually walked into the forest.
Suddenly! A whistle sounded suddenly.
Suddenly there was the sound of shuttles in the originally quiet forest, and then a group of bandits wearing commoners and holding various weapons rushed out from the woods on both sides.
The old coachman's expression changed drastically, and he quickly grabbed the reins.
The law!
The horses neighed and the carriage stopped.
"I opened this road and planted this tree. If you want to cross this road, leave the money to buy the road!"
A loud shout came slowly from behind the bandits, and the bandits blocking the way made way out of the middle.
I saw a tall and thick man, holding the handle of a broad knife in his hand, with the entire blade resting on his shoulder. There was an inch-long scar on his cheek, and he looked very fierce with bulging eyes.
That posture made it seem as if Xu Ce and others would be killed if they didn't leave any money to buy the way.
"Master Scar, please don't be angry. I'm willing to give you some money, but I hope Master Scar will give way to me."
After the coachman was briefly lost in thought, he quickly took out the money bag he had prepared, filled it with some coins, got out of the car and presented it respectfully.
Obviously, the old coachman was quite familiar with the man with the scarred face and had dealt with him many times.
"Humph, you are smart!"
The scar-faced man spat on the ground and called to the people beside him:
"Go get it!"
"Yes, Mr. Scar."
A thin man walked up to the coachman, grabbed the money bag in his hand, weighed it, and was about to walk back when he caught sight of Ye Qian out of the corner of his eye.
Her eyes suddenly lit up. She was such a beautiful woman. He had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life.
If it weren't for the fact that there was no ink in my stomach, I would have wanted to use the most gorgeous words to describe it.
"Why are you still standing there? Get the money quickly!"
When the thin man heard the shouting, he came back to his senses, ran back quickly, handed the money bag to Mr. Scar, and whispered in his ear:
"Master Scar, there is a woman on that carriage. She is extremely good-looking and as beautiful as a fairy. Tsk tsk..."
There was an obscene smile in his voice.
The man with the scarred face looked at the coachman and the husband, who were also acquaintances. In the past few years, since he occupied this forest, every time he met them, the coachman and the husband respectfully offered money to them, and everything was fine.
There is a beautiful woman in the car?
Because the man with the scarred face was relatively far away, he couldn't see clearly. He could only roughly see a woman on the carriage. She looked at the thin man with a mean smile on her face, and she became curious.
Ye Qian and Xu Ce heard the conversation over there clearly.
Ye Qian's eyebrows were already frowning and she was about to get angry. You bastard dared to point fingers at her and had evil intentions. She wanted to die!
Xu Ce grabbed Ye Qian and sent a message:
"Don't take action in a hurry. You are a girl and want to be a lady. Who dares to want you if you are so fierce? They will be handled by this Taoist priest."
"How do you handle it? How are you going to handle it? Kill them?"
Ye Qian's whole body was full of anger. She had been unhappy for a long time. At this time, someone touched her and she wanted to kill someone.
Xu Ce said calmly:
"You can see it."
At this time, Scar had already stepped forward majestically, carrying a broad sword, and walked over.
The coachman was so scared that he was frightened. What happened? Didn’t you just let him go after paying the money?
Does this Scar still want more money?
The old man, the coachman, quickly fell to his knees and begged:
"I hope Mr. Scar will be merciful. The profit of the little old man's business is very thin. If he adds some money, the little old man will lose money..."
The man with the scar didn't even glance at the coachman. He walked directly towards the carriage and looked at the two people sitting in the carriage, a man and a woman.
The male Xu Ce was ignored by him, and he still cursed the pretty boy in his heart, and finally his eyes fell on Ye Qian.
The man with the scar was stunned on the spot. The woman in front of him was really as beautiful as a fairy as the thin man said. No! Even a fairy might not be as good-looking as this girl!
If she is taken back to the village and becomes the wife of the village...
Suddenly, the scarred man had this idea in his mind.
"Who are these two?"
The man with the scar asked the coachman, his husband.
The coachman is an old man who has been in the world for most of his life. He doesn't understand what the scarred man is thinking. We are all men. Apart from that little trouble, there is probably nothing else.
"Master Scar, please don't. They are just passers-by riding in the old man's car. I hope Master Scar will not embarrass them."
The old man, the coachman, quickly explained that Xu Ce was a disciple of Uncle Jiu, that is, he was his savior, so nothing could happen to him.
"Hmph! I still need to explain to you what I am doing!"
The man with the scarred face suddenly kicked the driver of the car, he was so shameless!
At this time, Xu Ce couldn't stand it any longer. The old man with a scarred face and a thick face, and a coachman, was not only thin, but also old. If he was kicked hard enough, he would probably be injured.
Xu Ce's body swayed and disappeared from the frame. When he appeared the next moment, he had already stretched out a foot and blocked the kick of the scar-faced man.
The scar-faced man froze, glared at Xu Ce, and roared:
"You're really looking for death!"
The scar-faced man had no idea how Xu Ce appeared in front of him.
"It's not up to you to decide whether you want to die or not, but if you don't take your people and get out, you will die!"
Xu Ce's tone was calm, but his eyes did not meet the scarred man's eyes. Instead, he helped the old coachman up, acting as if no one else was watching:
"Old man, don't pay attention to these young people, let's go."
When had the scar-faced man been ignored like this? His heart was filled with anger because of Xu Ce's obstruction, and now he was even more furious.