834 What's in Mind?

Twilight stood outside the door with two pillars of incense, and the male shopkeeper came out of the next room.

The male shopkeeper glanced at Du Zhao and said, "I don't know if you Mountain King can wake up, but it's convenient for me to see you." ”

Twilight shook his head at the male shopkeeper and said, "If you want to disappoint the shopkeeper, you listen to the earth-shattering snoring, you can hear it all clearly here, I think you have to wait for the wine to wake up, and it will be tomorrow morning." ”

The male shopkeeper bowed his head slightly, and then said that if the brothers needed any land, just mention it, and he would order someone to send it to the land.

Twilight thanked the male shopkeeper, and then asked the male shopkeeper to keep the account, and when he returned to the inn tomorrow, they would settle the account together.

The lieutenant general waited for the male shopkeeper to walk away, spat at the back of the male shopkeeper, and scolded, "He asked people to send supper, who dares to eat it, just now the brothers dreamed of the village one by one, and they were drugged if they couldn't keep their previous food, and they ate it when they didn't know the place." "What they are helping them with, now we know exactly who is still eating their things."

Now, we'd rather nibble on dry food than eat a mouthful of anything from here. ”

Twilight glanced at the Mountain King's room and said, "Are you sure he's snoring inside?"

The adjutant nodded and said that he had seen it inside, and he had indeed drunk too much and fell asleep.

Twilight hummed.

The next day, when the sun was shining on the earth, Ji Ling slept well, tidied up her appearance, opened the window, and the fine sunlight shone on her body, which was warm and comfortable.

After closing her eyes and enjoying a moment, there is a knock on the door, and when she opens the door, she sees Twilight carrying a pan of silk flatbread and a pot of milk tea.

"Get up and eat. Twilight said.

"Bought outside?" asked Yan Ling.

Twilight nodded and hummed.

After eating, Twilight Zhao looked out the window, and then looked at Yan Lingdao, "I went to check, this shop is indeed a black shop, specializing in the scourge of rich merchants in the past, or handsome passers-by, and many handsome children in the local area are also missing, and someone has seen them kill white-looking children and chop them into filling." ”

Twilight said with a cold look in his eyes, "So we can't leave them here to harm people." ”

Juan Ling hummed, and then the two discussed, and went to the mountain king's room.

Because of his weak heart as a thief, the king of the mountain thought that the male shopkeeper would not let him go in order to avenge the banshee, so he decided to join forces with Twilight Zhao and put this black spot to the end.

After deliberating, they packed up their things, left the room, and left the inn to continue their journey southwest.

The shopkeeper sent these people out of the inn, and said a little uncontrollably, "Shopkeeper, really let them go like this, and we won't avenge Huoxue's revenge?"

The male shopkeeper snorted lightly, "I will let them disappear in the White Fox Ridge, and the people who killed me still want to get out of the way, but they think it is beautiful." ”

Towards noon, they came to a dense cedar forest.

Everyone dismounted and rested, just waiting for the recuperation to return to the inn and kill all the fox demons in the black shop.

Everyone took out dry food, ate with wine, left two on duty, and let out a pathfinder to explore the way, and then each found a comfortable place to rest.

Ling and Twilight also found a place with a relatively wide view and sat down.

The king of the mountain climbed a big tree with dexterity, and looked into the distance, thirty miles ahead was a undulating mountain range--- White Fox Ridge.

This mountain was the innkeeper's lair, and he killed the banshee, and the male shopkeeper didn't say anything, and let them go.

In the eyes of the Mountain King, this male shopkeeper must have arranged for people to wait in the White Fox Ridge to catch them all.

And the little white face and the scholar are not good at stubble, and they want to serve the inn of the male shopkeeper to eliminate harm for the people.

Looking down at the little white face and scholar sitting together, the king of the mountain pondered that he had to find a chance to leave.

Then he found the Great Demon King to move the rescuers and took away the sacrifices he had worked so hard to collect.

That's what the king of the mountains is going to do.

Twilight here looked up at the bright sky and said, "Just let him go like that, aren't you afraid that he will take the opportunity to run away?"

Juan Ling smiled and said, "You can run, your feet are on his legs, and we can't look at him like a child, staring at him all the time, like, if you don't have him, maybe you will become the banshee's big tonic pill, so, look away, so you won't be so tired." ”

She said and raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Or do you say that without him, you are not sure to get rid of that demon at night." ”

Twilight Zhao glanced at Yu Ling and said, "I'm just afraid that no one will show us the way, and as for that male banshee, isn't there still you?" ”

Yan Ling smiled when she heard this, "You see that I can be blown away by this gust of wind, and it is still up to you to be reliable." ”

Two hours later, the pathfinder returned, covered in blood, and told him that the mountain in front of him was evil.

The spirit asked the pathfinder why was he evil?

The pathfinder said that the mountain was full of wind in the broad daylight, and he had not gone far before he was injured by the raging wind, but he did not see even half a figure.

He didn't look good, so he ran back, but after running for less than two steps, he fell into a trap full of bamboo chips.

Fortunately, his skills are not bad, and he is standing, otherwise he would have been worn into a hedgehog.

After coming up from the trap, he was attacked by a group of people, although there were many of them, but their martial arts skills were not high, and their eyes were dull, and they only knew that they were attacking him with sticks, knives, hoes, and rakes in their hands, and they looked like untrained villagers.

Although these villagers did not have martial arts, they were numerous, and they attacked him as if they were not going to die.

It took him a lot of effort to escape.

Juan Ling gave the pathfinder a healing pill and told him to go down and rest.

When the pathfinder was gone, the spirit asked Twilight, "What do you think?"

Twilight Zhao squeezed his fist hard and said, "It seems that the White Fox Ridge is their lair, originally they just wanted to destroy the inn, but now it seems that even if the inn is destroyed, when we leave, they will build it again, I think it is better to go directly to the White Fox Ridge and smash their lair, come to the bottom of the kettle to draw salary, and never suffer in the future." ”

Juan Ling said indifferently, "Okay, after dark, you take 10 people to the inn, and the rest of the people follow me to destroy their lair, and you dare to take advantage of innocent people, damn it." ”

What Twilight hates the most is those demons who don't take the lives of the common people seriously, and they agree to the arrangement of the spirit.

After dark, Ji Ling and Twilight Zhao divided into two routes according to the plan, Twilight Zhao took people to the inn, and Ji Ling took people to White Fox Ridge.

As soon as Ji Ling led people into the White Fox Ridge, the first place he encountered was still controlled by the demon fox clan and ordinary people.

When the people saw them, their eyes turned blood-red, and they raised their swords and clubs in their hands and rushed forward with great recklessness.

The deputy general followed Ji Ling over this time, and looked at the people who rushed over and said, "Look at their posture, this is a real move, if they want our lives, we can't do it if we don't do it!"

As he spoke, a strong man with a woodcutter in his hand slashed at the adjutant general.