Chapter 172: Take the money
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Min Ning is wearing a plain white dress at the moment, with a silver ribbon tied around her waist, and a set of jade pendants adorned with delicate tassels hanging down.
The girls in Beihe County almost drained all the harazi, but Min Ning still looked as usual: "Girl? ”
"Hey, hey." The mellow girl nodded again and again: "She lives next to the ruined temple on the outskirts of the city, and there are so many people who inquire about this old lady these days, but you are ...... It's the most handsome. ”
"Gross!" The seven knives finally couldn't help but spit out, he resolutely wouldn't admit that Min Ning's little white face was good-looking!
The little white face is a little pretty, where does it look like a man, look at how masculine their Zhao Yu looks.
Mo Zhao seemed to see through the mind of the seven knives, and glanced at him coldly, how masculine Zhao Yu was, Zhao Yu was obviously more evil than this little white face when he smiled.
"Thank you, girl." Min Ning hugged his fists and thanked him, and returned to his horse to lead the team out of the city.
"Oh, so happy." The mellow girl looked like a Xizi holding her heart, and she couldn't wait to catch up and hug Min Ning and kiss the two.
"This girl from Beihe County is also very tough, right, they all ran to the street to go on a blind date?" Out of the city, the seven knives did not forget to mutter, and he was still flattered by the two girls, and someone even threw a handkerchief into Mo Zhao's cool ice pimple arms.
Of course, an ice lump is an ice lump, and poor Xiupa has long since not known which horse's hooves he has slipped underneath.
"I just remembered that this is the folk customs of Beihe County." Min Ning smiled and introduced: "There are more women and fewer men in Beihe County, which is the opposite of Nanhe County, but because the ban on ships does not allow the two parties to cross the river at will, it is not easy for the two parties to marry, so these girls are so anxious. ”
"Hurry, that's the right word." The seven knives nodded fiercely, and when they found out that the words were said by Min Ning, they were a little angry.
Min Ning has always not bothered with him, but said: "There are still many customs in Beihe County to recruit relatives, once you are selected, you will be a son-in-law who is not allowed to leave, there are many men in our group, so it is better to be careful." ”
As he spoke, Min Ning took out a silver mask and put it on his face.
The ninth sister listened to it interestingly, so she had to take a look at it, and suddenly rolled her eyes: "Min Ning, you look like this, even if you wear a mask, it is just as eye-catching." ”
Even if he couldn't see the face that bewitched all beings, the temperament of Min Ning's body still hadn't changed, and the mask added a bit of mystery to him, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to move an inch when walking on the street.
Min Ning was stunned, he hadn't thought about this.
In the past, when he traveled, the attendants who followed him had already opened the road, and those wild bees and butterflies were also afraid of his identity and did not dare to pounce on him, but now they are in some trouble.
"Why don't you go home, you're too handsome, be careful of being robbed." The seven knives waved their hands to drive away Minning, and the ninth sister snorted: "I have an idea." ”
Min Ning looked at the girl suspiciously, and had a bad premonition.
Obviously, Min Ning's hunch was accurate.
The white-clothed Shaoqing has become a young man in flowers, and the handsome white horse has also become an ordinary jujube red horse, his fluttering long hair has been tied up indiscriminately, and the two strands of fairy hair are specially fixed on his head by the girl.
"So, you wear a mask again." The ninth sister looked at the down-and-out phoenix of Min Ning, and nodded with satisfaction: "Mo Zhao, you are too eye-catching!" ”
Mo Zhao subconsciously trembled, and resolutely refused to let the ninth sister taste for him.
The clothes of the ninth sister are really not flattering!
As a result, Mo Wufu, who had always been dressed in black, wore white clothes, which was completely incompatible with his style of holding his sword coldly.
When it was the turn of the seven knives, the ninth sister showed mercy.
Seven knives are angry, isn't he handsome enough?
The ninth sister said: "No, no, no, you just need to shrink your neck." ”
"Why?" Seven knives were dazed, watching the ninth sister go back to the carriage to change clothes, and looked at Mo Zhao beside her.
Mo Wufu smiled dryly: "It's obscene enough." "It's obscene enough to cover handsome.
Seven knives were very depressed, and when the ninth sister came out of the carriage, she was so shocked that her mouth grew: "Nine, ninth sister, what are you doing?" ”
Mo Zhao and the others also looked at the girl in shock, to be exact, a young man in fresh clothes.
The ninth sister's men's clothes made Min Ning's eyes shine, the girl's red robe was wide, and she wore a bit of heroism, and her high-tied ponytail was cool and wanton, which was very flavorful.
"Ninth sister, are you going alone?" Min Ning has always been smart, and she has already guessed the intention of the ninth sister.
"That's right, our brigade is too dazzling, I'm afraid that someone will find out, you stay in the tenant's courtyard on the outskirts of the city first, and I will go to the old woman's residence with seven knives to have a look."
"I'll be with you." Mo Zhao took a half step forward.
The ninth sister shook her head: "I don't feel at ease if there is no one around Zhao Yu." ”
Mo Zhao knew that the ninth sister was referring to the copper ring on Zhao Yu's hand.
Only the three of them knew about this matter, and when the ninth sister and the seven knives went, he naturally wanted to stay.
But the seven knives are more than dexterous and their strength is insufficient, Mo Zhao is a little worried that if something goes wrong, the ninth sister will be unprotected.
"I'll go with you." Min Ning smiled and spread his hands: "Check this dress too." ”
The silence seemed to be the best thing to do.
"Ah Chen, you stay." Before the three of them left, Min Ning turned his head and ordered Ah Chen to return to the team.
"Yes, Your Highness." Although Ah Chen was not very relieved, he understood what Min Ning meant, and turned around to talk to Mo Zhao and the others.
"What, I'm afraid that we will dump your master and servant with Zhao Yu?" Seven knives raised their eyebrows and provoked.
Min Ning gently urged the horse and said with a smile: "You should be afraid that we will run away." ”
He is the master of the snow fox, the real owner of the fox poison, and it should be the seven knives that watch their master and servant for Zhao Yu, the victim.
"Hmph." Seven knives don't look over, it seems that in terms of bickering, you can only wait for Zhao Yu to wake up and compete with Min Ning.
The ninth sister did not participate in the "fight" between the two, in her opinion, the temper of the seven knives and the good temper of Min Ning were just idle petty fights, and neither of them should have taken it seriously.
"There's a ruined temple there!" The ninth sister was sharp-eyed and found the broken temple first, and hurriedly urged the horse over.
Min Ning and the seven knives hurriedly followed, and the ninth sister was learning to ride a horse on the road, so it would not be a few days, and they were naturally not at ease.
It's a pity that there are broken temples, but there are no people.
"Maybe it's living in the temple?" Seven knives reminded, and dismounted with the ninth sister and entered the temple to check.
Although the temple was dilapidated, it was very lively, and six or seven tattered male and female beggars looked at them with black and white eyes.
"Come and ask the old thief again, hey, five taels of silver per person." A middle-aged beggar shouted nonchalantly.
"Fifteen taels of silver is so expensive?" They don't make money when they go out, of course, the more they spend less and less, they can still save as much as they can, and the seven knives are living a poor life, so they are naturally careful in their calculations.
He looked at the three of them, they were a group anyway, so they said hello alone.
"It's five taels of one of us." The middle-aged beggar emphasized impatiently, and pointed his finger at the few beggars present: "Eight people, forty taels, take the money." ”