Fang Bei bought a heavy piece of black iron that looked like about three or four catties, and then took out the silver ticket and cut it with the thunder bus.

Xue Ling saw it really on the side, the one thousand taels of silver tickets, of which the one obtained from Ning Huaiyuan's hand was about seven hundred taels, including four hundred and eight taels of two bottles of pills, eighty taels of cheats, and two hundred taels of broken silver tickets on Ning Huaiyuan's body.

Then the remaining three hundred taels should be the property that Fang Bei came to bring by himself, right?

If you think about it this way, can't you be considered too poor?

When Xue Ling was carefully calculating from a woman's point of view, Fang Bei had already completed the transaction, put the piece of iron worth a thousand gold in an ordinary-looking cloth bag, and then carried it around his waist.

Xue Ling had basically determined that Fang Bei was almost penniless, but the use of Fang Bei buying this piece of iron, Xue Ling still didn't know at all.

"So we're going to leave now?" Xue Ling asked, the incense in this is too domineering, and it is really difficult for Xue Ling to continue to resist the accumulation of such drugs in the body.

"Right now." Fang Bei smiled, pulled Xue Ling and continued to walk to a wall in the main hall, where there was only a small window, only the size of a fist.

Fang Bei handed the token in his hand, which was also the one that was originally shown to the gatekeeper at the entrance of the Dragon King's Palace, along the window.

Not long after, a secret door opened in the main hall, and Fang Bei also pulled Xue Ling and walked in.

Unlike the outside, it is a small space like an ear room, with a long bench opposite a white-painted wall.

Xue Ling saw Fang Bei's token handed out from behind the white painted wall, and at the same time, there was a voice.

"What do you want to ask?"

The voice was indistinguishable, neither light nor heavy, unbiased, as if it were the voice of the living dead.

Don't be quiet.

"I want to know the news of the Shaolin Kongwu monk."

"Fifty taels of silver." Replied coldly behind the painted wall.

Fang Bei took out a fifty-tael silver ticket from his arms and handed it through the crack in the white paint wall.

"Shaolin monk Kongwu, since three months ago from Tianzhu to preach Buddha return, will arrive in Los Angeles ten days later, and will return to Songshan Shaolin Temple."

"Did he carry a Buddha relic?" Fang Bei continued to ask.

"This piece of information is worth a thousand taels of silver." The white painted wall replied.

Fang Bei smiled and nodded.

"Then I don't have a problem."

……

……

When he walked out of the incense-filled mansion, the first thing Fang Bei did was to take Xue Ling to a wild pond.

"You bathe here, I'll go to the other side." Fang Bei said quietly.

At this time, it is close to the Dragon Boat Festival in May, and the weather is gradually turning hot, but ordinary martial arts practitioners, even if they bathe in the wild in the cold winter, they will not be infected with wind cold.

Fang Bei had already taken off his mask, revealing his cold and delicate face, and at the same time handed over a cyan package: "Change into this suit after washing." ”

"Every time I go to the Dragon King's Palace, do I have to take a bath and change my clothes?" Xue Ling asked, "Then won't you take me there before I go to Changqing Bath?" ”

The girl was a little dissatisfied.

And Fang Bei smiled: "Of course, every time, if you are not afraid of being followed." I haven't been tracked once, but it's always okay to be careful. ”

"And, I was going to call you before you went, wasn't that a step too late?"

While Xue Ling took the green cloth package, Fang Bei turned around and walked towards the opposite side of the pool.

Yes, he didn't seem to have any interest in peeping at Xue Ling.

The girl let out a long exhale.

She stood at the edge of this Bitan water, looking at the crystal clear water in it, and thought to herself that this might not have been found by Fang Bei temporarily, maybe this was originally one of the wild campsites prepared by Fang Bei.

After all, when you are outside, there is no way to dig a well to get water, and it is not easy to find a safe and clean water source.

She opened the green cloth package, and by the way checked the clothes prepared by Fang Bei, it was very ordinary women's clothes, it looked like they were all newly bought, and there were no traces of others wearing them, of course, the price of such ordinary clothes was not expensive, in view of the fact that Fang Bei spent a lot of money to buy an iron lump today, and bought the news that I don't know what it was for fifty taels, I am afraid that this woman's clothes add up to less than five dollars of silver,

Thinking of this, Xue Ling sighed faintly again.

At full cost, she has been partnering with Fang Bei for nearly two months now.

Until now, she has never seen through what kind of person Fang Bei is.

He was cautious, careful, and everything did not leak to the point of almost pathology.

This made Xue Ling a little suspicious, when he went to find him, he had already guessed that he was not the real Lin Xue.

So much so that he said that your perfection is your biggest vulnerability, but in the end, he accepted her for some reason.

Of course, Xue Ling has always done the work of this bee wing with the best attitude, these days she has made up a lot of information inside the hive, as well as the geographical situation around Los Angeles and the distribution of various sects.

But even so, Fang Bei still had a posture that didn't need him at all.

He can handle everything well alone, and even have the opportunity to help make up for his mistakes, if there is a bee needle in this world who can complete the task without any bee wings, then Xue Ling has no doubt that person is Fang Bei.

As for why Fang Bei needed himself - Xue Ling thought about it carefully, probably because he could help Fang Bei hide his eyes and ears.

For example, until now, Xue Ling didn't know how strong Fang Bie was, and even if he really witnessed Fang Bie's assassination, he couldn't understand why Fang Bie's true strength was.

He killed Ning Huaiyuan, a senior third-grade master, and even said that he didn't use his real martial arts, just relying on the layout of the scene, he could easily play the other party in applause.

In fact, there were times when Xue Ling couldn't restrain himself from wanting to go to Fang Bei and ask him what kind of strength he was now, but in the end, he was forcibly snuffed out by himself.

She had already soaked in the somewhat cold water, and Fang Bei had even prepared soap horns that could clean her hair, because the most susceptible to the smell of smoke was not only the clothes on her body, but also the green silk on her hair.

At this time, Xue Ling suddenly heard someone shouting in the distance.

"Help!"

"Murdered!"

She was suddenly alert, and just wanted to get up, when the cold wind blew, she realized that she was now without a wisp, so she could only bite her lip and shrink her body into the cold stream.