Then, several men behind the fat man looked at each other, stepped up and bent over, and pulled the fat man up with great difficulty.

After the fat man stood firm, he pushed away the men and lowered his eyes and said, "You'd better.. Make money for Lao Tzu, otherwise, Lao Tzu will also sell you. ”

"I'm a man, how can you sell it?" Mu asked with a smile on his face.

"Master Zhang wants a boy who pours dung, as long as you don't surprise Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will sell you to him." After the fat man finished speaking, he glanced at Mu and turned around with a smile and left with those doglegs.

Mu Yan looked at the figure of the fat man walking away with a frightened face, and couldn't help but think of the miserable life he had once spent at Master Zhang's house, clenched her fists, she glanced at her eyes and muttered: "Dead fatty, I really can't bear you enough." As she spoke, she looked at the sides and pulled out a dagger from her sleeve.

At the same time, a handsome man in a white robe stood in front of Mu Yanxiao.

Mu Yanxiao held a dagger in one hand, slowly looked up at the white-robed man and asked, "This big brother, what are you doing?" ”

The white-robed man stared at Mu Dark's smile for a while, then squatted down and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Why should I tell you?" Mu smiled and looked at the white-robed man and asked rhetorically.

"If you don't tell me," the white-robed man leaned over into Mu's smiling eyes and said, "I'll tell that fat man about your ambitions and your gender." ”

"I don't understand what you're saying." Mu smiled and avoided his gaze, pretending to be stupid.

"I've been watching you for a long time, little girl." The white-robed man smiled meaningfully.

Mu Yanxiao tried his best to avoid the sight of the white-robed man, reached out to pick up the rotten bowl, hurriedly got up and said in a thick voice: "Lao Tzu is also a gentleman, what a little girl, don't talk nonsense." After speaking, she didn't look at the passers-by here, and hurriedly bypassed the white-robed man and ran away.

The white-robed man looked at Mu Yanxiao's figure running away with interest, and smiled: "This girl is quite capable of pretending." As he spoke, he got up, looked at the white vial he had, and walked in the direction she was running.

Mu Yanxiao returned to the ruined temple as fast as she could, and in order to avoid being followed, she hurriedly hid behind the pedestal without any statues, and thought to herself, "That man must have been sent by the fat man, it is really unlucky, I should not have taken out the dagger just now, it seems that I must leave here by tomorrow morning." With that thought, she gasped.

At the same time, the white-robed man walked into the broken temple and looked directly at the godless pedestal: "I saw you." ”

Hearing this, Mu Yanxiao's eyes suddenly widened, and he thought to himself: "I'm hiding here, he can see me, I'm a ghost." Thinking about it, she deliberately clung to the rotten bowl.

The white-robed man didn't reply when he heard Mu Yan's smile, and said, "You don't make a sound, I'm coming." As he spoke, he had just taken a step forward when a little beggar ran into the ruined temple and shouted, "Childe, have you come to give us money?" He stopped behind the white-robed man.

The moment the little beggar's voice rang out, Mu Yan smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

The white-robed man calmly turned to look at the little beggar who was on his chest and said, "I'm not here to give you money, I'm here to find someone." ”

The little beggar rolled his eyes and said, "Tell me who you want to tell me, and I will help you, but you have to give me money." ”

"I've found it, I don't need you." The white-robed man said coldly.

"But you're on my turf right now." The little beggar grimaced.