Chapter 1781: Dealing with the Steward
"Benefactor, why don't you pretend to be an ordinary monk at this time to get food and water, and then deal with these people when you have dealt with the stewards. The fifth non stood aside and offered advice. "Although we don't need to be afraid of those stewards, but now that you have to take care of dozens of disciples, killing those stewards will inevitably alarm the beast of Wuhou. When the time comes, I am afraid that I will not be able to protect them when they really fight. ”
After speaking, the fifth non said to those unconscious disciples of the Heavenly Gate Sect: "I guess you won't ignore these people, right?"
Luo An'an nodded slightly, and then glanced at those people coldly: "Then let you live a little longer." ”
Those who seemed to be so frightened that their hearts were about to jump out, and at this time, they were relieved to hear that Luo An'an was leaving.
An Baobao walked out of the loose mouth and casually laid an enchantment.
"This ......"
The fifth non-surprised pointed to the mouth of the crazy cave that was "normal" and said, "How did the benefactor do it, where did the mine go, and how did it become a stone wall?"
"It's just an illusion. Luo An'an didn't want to say more, so she raised her feet and left.
Fifth Fei looked at Luo An'an's back with complicated eyes, what is it just an illusion? An illusion fabricated by a Jindan stage monk, she, a Yuan Infant stage monk, didn't even find any Ni Duan! Fifth Fei closed his eyes and opened them again......
Is this person really just an ordinary Jindan stage monk? He is even more terrifying than the five-thick master!
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"What about people, don't you want anything, right! A bunch of pigs, hurry up and take away this garbage! Why don't you hand over the rough stone over there, why, do you want to take it for nothing!"
The waiters shouted in a soft and arrogant voice, handing out food and water to the men. The water is naturally ordinary water, and the food is mostly rancid and bad, and you know that you only need to buy it at a very low price.
After counting the days, the waiters have been in the future for five or six days. That is to say, everyone has to hand over 300 rough stones in exchange for a pitiful amount of food and water, and it will have to last until the next time the stewards come.
The rule is to deliver a food and water every three days, but how can those lazy stewards and waiters be willing? It is good to come once in five or six days, and if it is bad, it is even worth coming once in half a month. But no matter how much rough stone those people handed over, the food and water did not rise.
Luo An'an and the fifth non-disguised ragged and embarrassed people quietly mixed in the team, not necessarily they had to come, but everyone in the mine where Luo An'an was located was left in the mine by her. If there is no one in a mine to hand over the rough stones, it is very suspicious.
"Hey, hey, my lord, the rough stones of our mine are all in one place, and it's really not easy to move here. Can you lend me a storage bag?"
"Go, go, it's a lot, take it!"
The waiters were not surprised by this phenomenon, and even if the pigs were reduced to such a situation, there would always be a leader pig among the pigs. This kind of pig is relatively delicate, so naturally he is not willing to do this kind of hard errand, so he simply let the little brother run errands.
And the main reason why the rough stones will gather in one place is that those leading pigs have snatched all the rough stones of all the pigs under their hands, so that the water and food in exchange will naturally be distributed by them, and then they can better control the group of pigs under them.
The waiters and stewards don't want to care about this, they only need the original stone anyway. Whether others die or live naturally has nothing to do with them.
Luo An'an lowered his head and exploded, and said in a "panicked" voice: "Big, my lord, we also need to use storage bags." ”
Fifth Fei also stood aside timidly, his face was thin and sallow, which was exactly what monks in the mining area often looked like.