Chapter Twenty-Seven: Confusion

"He, what are you going to do?" looked at Dong Yi who was unconscious on the ground, Zhou Fuhai said.

"This is because of me, and I will be responsible for it to the end. Bai Mei said.

Nodding, Zhou Fuhai said: "Since this is the case, then let's say goodbye." We'll see you again in the future. Arching his hand towards Bai Mei, Zhou Fuhai slowly retreated into a shadow with the smile that had always been on his face, and his breath disappeared.

Zhou Fuhai left, Bai Mei breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this Zhou Fuhai's origin is too mysterious, Bai Mei has always been very jealous of him, and now that he is gone, it has also saved Bai Mei a lot of heart.

Zhou Fuhai left, Bai Mei bent down and carried Dong Yi on his shoulder, and walked out of the mountains and forests.

Back to the previous camp, Bai Mei put Dong Yi down, looking at the camp full of corpses, Bai Mei was a little moved, these people shouldn't have died after all.

took out a belt of water from a car and fed it to Dong Yi, and Dong Yi, who drank the water, slowly woke up.

"You're awake. Putting down the kettle, Bai Mei simply sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at Dong Yi Bai Mei and said, "This time, I am the one who has affected you." Whatever you ask, I can try to accommodate you. ”

Turning his head to look around, Dong Yi clenched his fists and said hoarsely, "Please teach me to practice!"

Accidentally encountered this massacre, so that Dong Yi really saw the existence of the terrifying power of monks, although there are usually many monks in Jiuluo City, but because of the rules and regulations in the city, these monks are impossible to do in the city, in the eyes of others, they are also mysterious ordinary people.

But this time, when these monks slaughtered them, the crushing power made Dong Yi completely understand the gap between monks and ordinary people.

Looking at Dong Yi's scorching gaze, Bai Mei shook his head slightly and said, "You are too old, and it is too late to practice now." ”

"Take the gold and make amends to these people's families. Dong Yi's loss, Bai Mei was helpless, turned over and took out a few gold bricks from Liu Xia's corpse and handed them to Dong Yi.

Taking over these heavy gold bricks, Dong Yi's eyes were a little dull, if it was a few hours ago, such a huge fortune would have made him happy for a while.

But now......

sighed and patted Dong Yi on the shoulder, even if Bai Mei is so guilty about this matter, there is no way to resurrect people after death, and this is all he can do.

After hastily reining Lao He's corpses, Bai Mei took Dong Yi and continued to walk in the direction of Minghua City, and when they got there, they would find someone to come over and transport Lao He's corpses back.

The land in the south is high and the emperor is far away, and various forces are intertwined, and dragons and snakes are mixed. And the nine levels of the human race are not allowed to enter, such as this kind of monk fights affect mortals, and it often happens.

But even if it happens, even if it happens, although every city is garrisoned by the army of the city lord, if a monk wants to escape, the price it needs to spend to capture him is too great, as long as it does not affect too many people, he will generally not be held accountable.

is like the Chijin Mountain that Bai Mei encountered before, he was chased and killed by Prince Xuan's Mansion of Dali Temple in the Central Plains at the same time, and he also avoided killing by hiding in the south.

When he arrived in Minghua City, Bai Mei sent Dong Yi into a medical hall, and before leaving, Bai Mei handed Dong Yi a booklet: "You can try to practice this exercise, but I think you should not have too much hope." After all, you're too old and your bones have already been formed, so ......"

"Thank you!" clenching the pamphlet handed by Bai Mei, Dong Yi bowed to Bai Mei sincerely.

Although the calamity was caused by Bai Mei, Bai Mei also helped them to slash their enemies. Besides, Bai Mei is a monk, they are just a mortal, and they can do this, they are already extremely men.

Nodding slightly, Bai Mei said two more words to Dong Yi, then turned around and left.

......

Due to the pursuit of Song Yuanlong and his entourage, Bai Mei was delayed for a lot of time, and when he arrived in Minghua City, Bai Mei was afraid that this class of flint cars would not drive away again.

He rushed to the flintlock station with a quick step, and looked at the flint car that was still parked like a black iron beast, and Bai Mei breathed a sigh of relief.

Paid the money and bought the ticket. Bai Mei lined up and finally walked into the carriage of the flintlock.

From the outside, the flint looks like a black beetle with a big belly, but with the blessing of the monk's circle in the belly, the space is much larger than it looks from the outside.

On the rows of jobs next to each other, the seat numbers are clearly written.

No. 36, following the standard seat number on the ticket, Bai Mei squeezed the crowd to find his own work.

Sitting on the seat, Bai Mei let out a long sigh of relief, and now he is only waiting to reach the ninth level of the human race.

After days of running around, killing Song Yuanlong and his party made Bai Mei's mental and physical strength close to overdraft, and he sat on the seat, and Bai Mei fell asleep unconsciously.

In the midst of the chaos, the sleeping white eyebrows suddenly felt like something heavy around them, and they suddenly pressed down. Let Bai Mei feel suffocated by the air.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and looked to the side with white eyebrows. A gorgeously dressed little fat man with a luxurious atmosphere was holding a small golden abacus and was crackling.

As if sensing Bai Mei's gaze, the little fat man pretended to be slightly overheaded, and smiled at Bai Mei kindly: "Hello, my name is Huang Jingui." What do you call it?"

As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling face when you reach out, people are so polite, and Bai Mei also nodded slightly: "Hello, it's okay to call me Bai Mei." ”

Hearing Bai Mei's name, Huang Jingui's eyes suddenly noticed Bai Mei's snow-colored eyebrows and said with a smile: "People are like their names, people are like their names." ”

His fingers clicked and fiddled with the abacus, and Huang Jingui stared at the abacus and said, "Brother Bai, where are you going?"

"Terran Nine Levels. Rubbing his somewhat dry eyes, he replied with white eyebrows.

"Oh, what a coincidence, I also went to the Terran Nine Levels. Suddenly raising his head, Huang Jinguihan said with a smile: "My father said that I am not young anymore, and I can't squat in the south all the time, and wants me to travel and study in the Central Plains." Brother Bai also went to the assessment and went to the Central Plains?"

"Entrusted by someone to do something. Bai Mei said.

The flint car started, and after a lot of bumps, the big black beetle took eight long steps, and set off faster and faster towards the established route.

The people who sat on the flint were basically mortals, and unless they traveled far away, the monks were still accustomed to traveling alone, and the crowded environment and noisy range of the flint chariot made the monks not particularly fond of it.

After the flintlock started, the little fat man Huang Jingui put his little golden abacus into his arms, and chatted with Bai Mei every sentence.

And from the chat, Bai Mei also learned that the little fat man's gold is actually the little master of the Southern Gold Chamber of Commerce, and the Gold Chamber of Commerce is one of the four major chambers of commerce in the south, and the business routes are all over the western part of the south.

And the Huang family itself is also a family of monks, Huang Tianjin, the father of Huang Gui and the biggest boss of the Gold Chamber of Commerce, is a true cultivator in the foundation building period.

In general, Huang Jingui is a full rich second generation, and he is also a rich second generation with an extremely tough background.

"Your father, since you are a true cultivator, why do you want to go to the Central Plains to study. Didn't he tell you to do it?" After chatting with Huang Jingui, Bai Mei couldn't help asking.

Sighing, Huang Jingui wrinkled his fat face and said, "Who knows, I was very happy at home." But who knows why my dad suddenly insisted that I go to the Central Plains. I don't know anyone there, and I'm really sad. ”

There was a certain nerve in his head, and Bai Mei suddenly thought of something: "You mean that your father didn't plan to let you go to the Central Plains, but he suddenly let you go recently." ”

"yes, I don't know what's wrong with Daddy. Holding his cheeks in his hand, Huang Jingui said depressedly.

It seems that Huang Jingui's father should have learned from some channel that the Yin Earth was about to make a comeback, so he asked Huang Gui to be in the Central Plains at this time, which seemed to be studying, but in fact he was avoiding trouble.

But if he knew that the Yin Land was about to invade, then why didn't he leave, Zhuji Zhenxiu could enter and leave the Nine Levels of the Human Race at will, and he was reluctant to do anything about his family business? Or ...... What is the reason why he can't leave?

The originally clear Yin Earth incident, because of Jin Gui's words, suddenly became confusing.

Forget it, such a big thing is not something I can care about right now. I just need to go to Yushan Pass as soon as possible and hand over Lei Zishi's letter to his father, and leave such a major matter as Yin Tu to them to worry about.