The left waiter did not continue the next sentence. Because the words after "it's a pity" don't need to be answered.

Boss Qian bowed his head in fear, and his face, which was about to make contact with the floor, made a grimace when he saw his face slightly reflected on the reflective green bricks.

The left attendant sneered again and said, "In short, no matter what happens in the future, you must not let your subordinates chase anyone in Fang Wailou, be careful." "That's what the adults meant." ”

The boss immediately kowtowed in gratitude, and said at the right time: "The waiter has traveled a long way, please go to the East Chamber." There was no sound for a long time. Suddenly, there was a very light footstep, and a pair of black cloth boots with slightly dusty feet stepped on the low eyes of the dry boss, as if they were about to run over the back of the dry boss's prostrate hand on the ground. Boss Qian looked at the boot with contempt and didn't move.

The boots were quickly lifted again, lifted on the back of the dry boss's hand, landed beside the dry boss, ran on the ground, and walked over.

It wasn't until the footsteps disappeared for a long time that the boss slowly straightened up. Kneeling on the cold floor, he stretched. Standing up with his arms dangling and walking out, the old man leaned up from the side of the gate and said nervously: "Big brother, what did he tell you?"

Boss Qian was squinted by the sun, grabbed the old man's shoulder, moved half of his weight, and said while walking: "Go, collect the money." ”

"Collect money?" the old man was stunned, "What kind of money do you collect?"

"Zhao San's grandson's tax money!" Boss Qian suddenly stopped, squinting at the winter sun above his head. Take off the shoulders. "Oh my god! It's hot!"

Dog's breakfast.

It can only be described as a mess here.

A few zhang square of woodland, not a single inch of grass grows. It is slightly eight feet below the surrounding land. It is a cave itself, but there is a hole in the hole, which is several feet deep. The inside of the cave is covered with thick hay, and the outside of the cave is covered with all kinds of insect corpses, snake corpses, jackals, tigers and leopard corpses.

Some of the corpses have been reduced to skeletons.

Yellowish, white-chambered bones pointed over the trees.

There seems to be a dense corpse worm patrolling above, gnawing on bone chips.

The smoke miasma swirled.

Jin Ting crouched on the horizontal trunk of the giant tree outside the cave, covered his nose and looked down, but saw that the poisonous mist was like a bell cover, surrounding the cave, and there was no gap in the sky above, and it was scattered in the forest. If it is slightly contaminated with an animal, it will immediately fall to the ground and die.

Jin Ting couldn't help but use the internal strength to protect his body, but he still felt that his scalp was numb, and there was a magic eye behind him. His brows furrowed, and he plucked a green leaf and flicked it with his fingers, wanting to break through the miasma.

The green leaves cut through the air slightly, straight like an arrow piercing the poisonous mist. However, when it touched the bell jar, it suddenly slowed down, and gradually became black rot from tip to tail, and it was already in ashes on the way to the ground.

Jin Ting was taken aback. The internal power does not spill out of the body. It was like a piece of transparent armor wrapped from head to toe. Suddenly, my fingertips itched slightly, and when I looked down, it was a black beetle.

The insect seems to feel something strange under its feet, and opens its jaws to bite.

Jin Ting felt that his internal breath was shaken, and he hurriedly burst out his internal power from his fingers, but when he heard the "squeak", the corpse insects suddenly burst and cracked.

The insects in the pit seemed to feel that their kind were dead, and they swam faster and squeaked.

Suddenly hearing a roar, Jin Ting raised his eyes to see a vulture swooping down in the air, burrowing into the miasma, pecking at a half-rotten beast corpse, and then suddenly fell to the ground.

The wind blows and the miasma is strong.

Jin Ting hurriedly filled his sleeves with internal power to disperse the smoke. But I saw that the vultures had instantly turned into white bones.

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