Chapter Twenty-Three: Ill-gotten Gains

Originally, the dense fog around the village also dissipated, and Beilin said that those dense fogs were all made by the vulture, and now that the vulture is dead, the fog will naturally dissipate.

"Senior sister?" I gently shook the senior sister in my arms, but her body was still slightly hot.

"My senior sister just has a fever, why hasn't she woken up for a long time?" I looked at Ming Beilin, who was sitting on the side, and wondered if there was still evil energy left on my senior sister's body, so it was like this.

"Don't you have the ability and common sense?" Beilin glanced at me with disgust: "Your senior sister, don't you understand what you have done with that evil thing?" The body will be weak for a while. ”

After speaking, Beilin put the money bag containing thirty taels of silver into his sleeve.

"These silver coins must come from the wrong way, you are doing good deeds to eliminate demons, but?" I stared at his long sleeves and felt that I couldn't take this kind of ill-gotten gain.

As a result, when Ming Beilin heard this, he suddenly leaned towards me, and a disdainful smile appeared on his delicate and cold face: "If this god doesn't take it, is it possible, relying on your twenty or thirty dollars to live?" ”

"How do you know that I have twenty or thirty dollars?" I looked at him seriously, but soon it occurred to me that a big demon like him, who was afraid of the land lord, should know everything, right?

"Chu Xiyan, are you still cursing this Divine Monarch as a demon in your heart?" Beilin's face was almost on my face, and I hurriedly leaned back, too weak to look at him.

"The people who worship are not sincere, but no, this god king will still kill you and tie another red knot." When Ming Beilin said this, there was a faint murderous aura in those different pupils, and the cold aura became thicker and thicker.

"Don't! Lord Shenjun, I sincerely worship you, and please give me the opportunity to build the River Temple for you! I said and leaned over the North Rain to show respect.

Now, my sister and I are holding our lives in his hands, and Master has said that if you are not sure, you must not be reckless, and if you lose your life, then there will be nothing.

"Humph! Remember what you say. Mingbeilin said, and then sat down again.

I looked at Shen Beilin and whispered, "Lord Shenjun, I'll go out to catch the carriage, you?" ”

Looking at him, I looked at my sister again, a little uneasy, and let him be alone in the carriage with my sister.

"No need, then the horse will go to Yancheng by himself." After speaking, as if he was tired, he closed his eyes, crossed his legs, and sat down on one side.

I glanced at him cautiously, and my stomach rumbled uncontrollably, and I reached for the dry food that the villagers had prepared for us.

It's all hot, it's pies.

"Stygian Forest? No, God-king, will they? "I wonder if those people will always be in place?

"After an hour, we will be far away, and they will be fine, but their spirit has long been consumed by that evil thing, and it can only be delayed for a year and a half at most." Beilin closed his eyes and said lightly.

I didn't say anything after listening to it, I just quietly looked at the Stygian Beilin in front of me, and thought in my heart, this Stygian Beilin is also an evil thing, will it also suck essence? I'd still have to be on guard.

Thinking like this, I hugged my senior sister and moved to the side, opening up a farther distance from Beilin.

Along the way, Ming Beilin did not open his eyes again, I was tired of hugging my sister and fell asleep unconsciously, and when I was woken up, I had arrived at the gate of Yancheng, it was only noon at this time, but because of the rain, the sky was gloomy.