Thanks to the old Taoist priest, Dong Wusheng resold all the waste products in advance, and sat in the courtyard the next day and counted the money comfortably.

"Sold out?"

Madara walked over halfway and squatted down next to Dong Wusheng, watching her count the money one by one with a smile, and he also had a faint smile on his face.

Dong Wusheng turned his head to see him, and the smile on his face was bright for a moment, "Yes!"

Madara was silent for a moment, his gaze softening more and more, "Are you so happy?"

Dong Wusheng touched his nose and smiled embarrassedly, "Is it so obvious?"

She sat down on the edge of the chaise longue, made room for Ban, motioned for him to sit down, squinted her eyes, and looked satisfied, "Making money is the most simple happiness in the world." ”

Madara sat next to her, watched her white fingers skillfully twist the coins, thought for a moment, and asked, "Then why don't I ever want my money?"

Dong Wusheng counted the money's hand for a moment, glanced at him, and showed a less intense but natural and comfortable smile, "If you don't get something you like in a reassuring way, then I'd rather not." ”

"It's too hard to feel at ease, and no amount of money is worth my peace of mind. ”

Madara didn't really understand, he couldn't understand why Anxin was taken so seriously by Dong Wusheng, but it was rare to see a little flying color between Dong Wusheng's eyebrows, and he was also happy for her.

......

On the day he was about to leave for Immortal City, Dong Wusheng and Madara came to the gate of the city together, and Hongchen's carriage was already waiting here.

Hongchen, who was still dressed in red, leaned lazily on the side of the carriage, causing many passers-by to stop and watch.

Oh roar, there's a row of noodles.

Dong Wusheng grinned and pulled Madara over, "Shall we leave now?"

Hongchen glanced at her, the corners of one side of his mouth were raised, and he answered lightly, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and after taking Dong Wusheng and Madara in, he closed the curtain until the carriage was bumpy, and he didn't see him come in.

Dong Wusheng tried to lift the curtain to take a look, but the curtain was probably sealed with some kind of spell, and the originally soft fabric became like a thin iron plate, not to mention lifting it, knocking it on it would make a bangbang.

"There are some places where spiritual power riots along the way, so it's safer. ”

Hongchen's voice came through an "iron curtain".

Don't you just want them to know the route?

There was something to cover at this moment, and Dong Wusheng pouted unscrupulously. Fortunately, she was prepared.

Dong Wusheng took out a small bronze mirror carved with flowers, birds, insects and fish from his arms, and planned to hand it to Madara.

There was not even a window in this carriage, it was dark inside, Dong Wusheng groped in the dark for a while, and suddenly a warm object held her outstretched hand.

Dong Wusheng didn't stop his hand, but groped all the way up this arm and grabbed Madara's shoulder.

"Wusheng?"

Madara's confused voice came from the darkness.

"This thing needs spiritual power as an energy source, and if you take it, you can provide Meng Zhuang with our location. ”

Dong Wusheng shoved the small mirror into Madara's hand, leaned his head near his shoulder, and said in a low voice.

A bright white light suddenly lit up from the darkness, illuminating the small space inside the carriage.

Looking at Madara's face close at hand, Dong Wusheng was stunned for a moment, "Wow, why didn't you use this method just now?"

Madara pursed his lips and smiled a little embarrassedly, "You can see things in the dark by focusing your spiritual power on your eyes, I thought you knew that." ”

Dong Wusheng: "......"

She really didn't know, she was so sorry.

......

I don't know how long the carriage has been running, but suddenly someone knocked on the outside of the carriage, and Hongchen's voice came in, "The place ahead is the place where the spiritual power is rioting, it may be a little bumpy, you ...... Damn!"

Before Dong Wusheng could ask what was going on, he heard a loud bang, something hit the carriage, and the carriage suddenly overturned entirely.

Dong Wusheng groaned, in fact, her body reacted very timely, and quickly adjusted her position and stabilized her center of gravity, but she subconsciously grabbed the closest thing to her, and just grabbed Madara's neckline.

Madara seemed to be able to stabilize his body, and even reached out to help her, but he didn't expect Dong Wusheng to suddenly come with such a hand, and the two of them pulled each other, but they collided together, lost their balance, and fell to the ground together.

The carriage overturned with a loud noise, and Hongchen and some other voices kept noisy outside the carriage, and Dong Wusheng's ears were filled with various sounds before landing.

However, the feeling of landing on the ground did not come for a long time, Madara protected her in his arms, one hand around her waist, the other behind her head, Dong Wusheng's face was pressed against his chest, and the moment he landed, he clearly heard his chest vibrate slightly, and let out a muffled snort.

Dong Wusheng propped his hands on the ground, raised his head from Madara's arms, and met the pair of turquoise eyes.

"Are you alright?"

Without waiting for her to say anything, Madara spoke first.

Dong Wusheng hurriedly shook his head, got up, and touched his nose with a smile, "I'm really sorry, reflex...... Are you alright?"

Madara sat up slowly, smiling gently, "It's okay." ”

I don't know if he is saying that he is fine, or if he is telling Dong Wusheng not to care about the mistake just now.

Dong Wusheng stretched out his hand and knocked on the carriage, "Hongchen?"

There was silence behind the carriage for some time, and there was no sound.

"I'll do it. ”

Madara took out his long dagger out of nowhere, stabbed it into the body, and then swiped left and right, like cutting tofu, easily cutting out a doorway.

As soon as he came out, he saw Hongchen confronting a few people holding dust whisks and dressed as Taoist priests, and there were a few gangster-looking young people on the side who shrank their necks and watched carefully.

Dong Wusheng looked around among several Taoist priests, and the old Taoist priest he met a few days ago stood at the front, and when he saw her coming out of the carriage, the old Taoist priest's eyes lit up, "Little Taoist friend, quickly help us explain, we are here to discuss things with you, not to find trouble!"

“......”

Hongchen looked at him for verification, Dong Wusheng was silent for a moment, pointed to the carriage and said, "Who did this?"

"I—I didn't mean to......!

A young Taoist priest behind the old Taoist priest said hesitantly.

As if he was afraid that Dong Wusheng would not believe it, the old Taoist priest followed up and added: "If the little Taoist friend still can't believe us, it's better to do this, this is my disciple, you can play a spell at will, I will accept it for him, how about we talk about it after the evening?"

“......”

Dong Wusheng rubbed the corners of his forehead with a little headache.

This makes her a little more like a bad guy.

"What do you want to talk about? or my master?"

The old Taoist priest nodded, and added earnestly: "Little Taoist friends, don't let that demon Dao be deceived, that demon woman has been evil for thousands of years, and it is definitely not what you imagined." ”

“......”

What kind of imagination do you have? Is it thankless to work hard?

Dong Wusheng snorted secretly, "Don't talk about it, I will never tell you about my master's whereabouts." ”