Chapter 390: The old donkey in the black robe
Brother Hua looked shocked, and his mouth was almost closed.
Forget it, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided!
Brother Hua gritted his teeth and let it go!
"I want to fight, right! Come on, Ye Feng will accompany you to the end!" No matter what the result is, at least get over it first.
"!"
"Damn, you two are dying, you don't want to live, do you? β
"Yes, I don't want to live anymore!!" Hua Ge roared.
Duan Xiao: "......".
"That...... I still want to live......" Duan Xiao signaled, he didn't have the intention of breaking his wrist for a strong man like Brother Hua.
"What, didn't you say you're on my side, and you want to surrender?" Hua Ge asked rhetorically.
"I mean, clean up a few little messes, not to the point where you have to fight for your life. β
Before Duan Xiao's words fell, the person on the other side immediately exploded.
narrowed the encirclement and forced Duan Xiao and Hua Ge to retreat to the edge of the cliff.
"Stinky boy, you're quite arrogant!
Brother Hua was so frightened that he subconsciously took a step back, to be honest, his fist and foot kung fu was really not good.
Duan Xiao did not shy away from taking a step forward, easily grabbed the wrist of the person who came, and easily used his strength.
"Ahh
A scream!
That person was directly broken by Duan Xiao and broke half of his arm.
Brother Hua looked at the twisted arm of the man in Duan Xiao's hand, and was secretly stunned in his heart.
I really didn't see it, this guy usually doesn't want to be silent, but he is so ruthless!
directly twisted half of someone's arm.
Connoisseurs will know if there is one as soon as they make a move.
Duan Xiao had already made those who tried to provoke him dare not rush up rashly.
But if you just leave directly, you will definitely not be reconciled.
If they don't do it, it doesn't mean that Duan Xiao doesn't do it either.
A few beautiful displacements, instantly solving the few people closest to him.
It's just a few breaths.
Brother Hua looked at those who were still showing off their martial arts before, and now they all fell to the ground one by two, and wailed.
The remaining few survivors, seeing this situation, dared to stay longer, looked at Duan Xiao as if they had seen a ghost, and then turned around and left.
Fuck, five or six people, that guy basically does one trick at a time, and it will be solved in a few seconds, and if they stay any longer, it won't be a light in the toilet - looking for death?
"A bunch of cowardly soft eggs!" Duan Xiao spat out, he had just warmed up and scared them all away.
Can you be a little promising?
"Damn!" Brother Hua posed for a long time, and before it came in handy, the other party had already been solved by Duan Xiao's three plus five divided by two.
"Duan Xiao, you're awesome, aren't you? I knew you were so awesome, I was still afraid of an egg!" Brother Hua turned into a little fan brother almost instantly. Thinking of the he bragged in front of Duan Xiao before, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
"It's a little meaning! I thought I would have solved my doubts before I repaid you. β
"I just said it casually, you are different, you cut the red snake for me, and then taught those people a lesson for me. Hua Ge still feels enthusiastic when he thinks about it now.
"By the way, Duan Xiao, no, I will call you Brother Duan in the future, you are my brother! You are my own brother! This dark agarwood is for you!" Brother Hua handed the dark agarwood that he had finally obtained in his hand to Duan Xiao without hesitation.
"You picked it, you can keep it for yourself. Duan Xiao waved his hand.
Nor is it
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What a good thing, besides, it's still a long time now, such a large mountain area, I don't think it's so difficult to find a few dark agarwoods.
If those people just now hadn't made a calculation of getting something for nothing, they would have ended up like that.
"No, no, no...... Brother Duan, if it weren't for you, let alone this dark herd agarwood, I would even be here to explain my life. Brother Hua excused himself.
"Okay, this one belongs to you, and the next one belongs to me, no nonsense, didn't you brag before that you are more familiar with this mountain area, where is the dark herd agarwood, you know better than me." Duan Xiao patted Brother Hua on the shoulder and said.
Brother Hua hurriedly kept up with Duan Xiao's pace and continued to think in pieces: "This is not my bragging, I definitely know the terrain here better than the others who participated in the Medicine Man Trial. β
The two of them fought all the way.
The mountains are all over the mountains looking for the dark pasture agarwood scattered all over the mountains.
I haven't met anyone since then.
After all, with such a large mountainous area, it is not so easy to meet people.
Brother Hua is familiar with the terrain, Duan Xiao is on alert by force, and the cooperation between the two is seamless.
Yamashita.
The guide surnamed Huang has long been waiting for the finish line. With him, there was another man in a black robe, who was very tightly wrapped up and down.
"Old donkey, how many people will pass the first test today?" the leader bowed the black-robed man and yawned.
"It's all said, don't call me an old donkey! Your whole family is a donkey!" the black-robed man lowered his voice and whispered a warning.
"Okay, okay, don't call you an old donkey, right?" The guide didn't bother with him, and casually responded: "Then how many people do you say can pass this test?"
"It's nice to have 50. The black-robed man gave a conservative number, although there are a lot of dark agarwoods on this mountain, they are not so easy to pick.
"I think there must be at least 60 people! There are more than 150 people participating in the Yakushi Trial this year. β
"If you don't believe me, you can make a bet!"
"Okay, bet on what?"
"Just bet on the jar of old bamboo leaves you hid on the beams of the house. The guide rolled his eyes and hit the idea on the black-robed man's treasure.
As soon as these words came out, he was immediately glared at by the black robe.
Looking at his thief-eyed look, the black robe knew that this guy had already set his sights on the old wine. Find a way to ask him for it!
"Don't you know, don't you know! This kind of thing dares to be said outside, if someone with a heart hears it, we don't know how to die!!" The black robe subconsciously looked around, lowered his voice and said viciously.
"I'm telling you, old donkey, don't mess with me here. You say you don't gamble, right?" The guide surnamed Huang is not as cautious as the black-robed man, and these barren mountains and mountains have not yet officially entered the realm of Buddhism.
In the places that can be seen with the naked eye around, there is not even a single figure to be seen, except for the two of them, there will be a ghost!
"Bet on it!" the black robe gritted his teeth and agreed:
"And what if you lose?"
"If I lose, I will promise you one thing, as long as you don't violate the precepts of Buddhism, you can mention it as you like. The guide was not stingy, and directly promised the black robe a promise.
It's not a loss!
With the passage of time, people came down from the mountain one after another.
Regardless of whether or not they have picked the dark agarwood, everyone lined up in a long line, and there were guides to register, and the dark agarwood in their hands at home was placed on the prepared tray.
The pallet is workmanlike
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Elegant, finely carved, and the dark red lines on it are expensive at a glance.
Duan Xiao was a little suspicious.
Although I have long known from Xuanyuan Sin that the things of Buddhism have always been meticulous and exquisite, although this dark agarwood is a precious medicinal material, this is only the first level of the medicine man's trial, there is no need to take such a precious tray to hold these medicinal materials!
Duan Xiao felt that this tray would not look shabby even if it was paired with the Flame Ice Seed he was looking for.
Even if Buddhism is rich, it can't be so exaggerated.
What's more, his wife is a fashion designer, although Duan Xiao is not very interested in this aspect, but after many years of exposure to it, he still has some understanding of the materials used in clothes.
The man standing next to the guide was a man in a black robe.
The corners of the fabric of the clothes are thickened with gold silk, which is not something that ordinary people can afford to wear.
The guide is responsible for the record, and whoever runs is responsible for collecting the medicine. But from beginning to end, the black robe's gaze was always on the dark herd agarwood, and he didn't have any interest in anything else, and he didn't even bother to look up.
"Next!" beckoned the guide.
Duan Xiao's face was silent, and he walked in front of the black-robed man step by step in a long line.
Carrying a black plastic bag that had not yet completely decomposed from the mountain, he poured all the dark agarwood he had picked on the tray.
This move quickly attracted everyone's attention.
One by one, they all looked at Duan Xiao with disgust.
What the hell is this guy coming from?
These people worked hard, and finally picked a dark agarwood.
Even if Brother Xiong is lucky and strong, he only picked seven flowers when he cooperated with others.
That's pretty remarkable.
But this guy who came out now, everyone who was inconspicuous before thought he was Brother Hua's newly recruited little follower.
I didn't expect it to be such a big move.
When this plastic bag fell down, there were at least thirty or forty flowers.
The most infuriating thing is that they found the precious medicinal material of dark agarwood, which looks like a treasure.
I can't wait to carry it in my arms and tie it to the waistband of my trousers. For fear of damaging a little bit of branches and roots and destroying the medicinal properties, but this guy is so casually packed in this tattered black plastic bag that I don't know where to pick it up.
Even the guide and the black-robed man couldn't help but glance at Duan Xiao.
"What's your name?" asked the guide.
"Duan Xiao!"
Brush Brush Brush!
After a few strokes, the booklet that recorded the people who passed through the customs left Duan Xiao's name on it.
"Old donkey, how many are there?"
"38 flowers. The black-robed man carefully sorted the dark agarwood on the tray.
A jaw-dropping answer was reported.
"meβcough cough......" The guide didn't hold back and almost reported a foul mouth.
What the hell is this guy coming from?
"Next!"
Behind Duan Xiao is Brother Hua.
The same is a black plastic bag.
There are also 30 flowers on visual inspection.
A passer-by gasped and subconsciously rubbed his eyes, and he had to wonder if he was hallucinating.
Has dark agarwood become so easy to pick these days?
And this guy is still known to him.
"Clams, you picked them?"
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