Section 370 - Separation of money and goods
"Squeak!"
When he was still two or three miles away from King Mang, Li Xiaobai suddenly stopped and looked more than ten zhang away. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Between the bones and corpses, he saw a small figure, uttering a terrible cry from time to time.
It was a young monkey, its original golden hair had become messy because of the blood and dirt, and it was twisted into a clump, lying on the ground unable to move, staring at an unknown green wild fruit a foot away, trying to reach out, but never reaching.
When the demon clan drove the beasts to form a demon disaster, they didn't care about the old, weak, sick and disabled, and all their brains were driven out of the demon domain and the nearby wilderness, even if they fought with the evil beasts and died, no one would care.
Evil beasts die more, ordinary birds and beasts die more, and the demon disaster is completely a bloody exchange of ants biting and killing elephants.
The little monkey was apparently one of the many victims, abandoned here on a dying basis, left to fend for itself.
Maybe before dying, I can nibble on the wild fruit brought out of the mountains, and I have no regrets.
There was a mist in the little red carp's cute eyes, and she remembered the loneliness and helplessness she felt when she was a little carp and accidentally capsized into the boat.
Maybe it's because of the touching scene, in the past in Jumo Lake, she was this little monkey, and the desire to survive was that small fruit.
"Li Gongzi, it's just an ordinary wild monkey!
"Come into town!"
The two white barbarian old wizards took one look at the poor little thing, and then did not look at it again, their whole minds were on the royal capital.
I don't know why, but Li Xiaobai walked over by himself and picked up the ordinary green wild fruit that was not a rare and exotic fruit.
"Squeak, squeak. ”
The little monkey looked at the fruit in his hand and made a helpless sound, thinking that his fruit had been snatched away.
In the mountains and wilderness, it is not uncommon for the weak to eat the strong and grab food.
"Little one, take it and eat it!"
Li Xiaobai handed the fruit to the little monkey's mouth.
The little thing looked at him suspiciously, and finally gnawed hard, even the squeak was cheerful.
The two wizards had no choice but to watch helplessly as Han Jialang, who had saved the entire Mang Kingdom, was playing with the monkeys.
Teasing the Monkey......
Li Xiaobai suddenly pinched out the "Xuanxing" blade, and with a slight stroke on his fingertips, a drop of red blood overflowed from the small wound, and with gravity, it accurately fell into the mouth of the dying little monkey.
"Be a demon in the future, don't be bullied again!Well, I give you your name, Wukong!"
The little monkey stopped gnawing on the fruit, not noticing that the drop of blood containing the breath of the emperor was mixed with the sour flesh, and slowly slid into the hungry cheek sac, and its eyes widened as if it didn't understand and looked at Li Xiaobai.
......
The Heavenly Cult hid in various countries, secretly accumulating power, waiting for the day when the time was ripe to sweep the world, but they didn't expect that someone would actually light fires everywhere for them, and those family funds that they had worked so hard to accumulate were lost one after another.
The old Li family in Xiyan Town is good at stabbing the basket and breaking into trouble, once the firepower is fully opened, the effect is immediate, and the Heavenly Cult is really a little unbearable, and even the major action of encroaching on the barbarian country has fallen short at the last moment.
Countless birds and beasts lingered for three days within more than a hundred miles outside King Mang's capital, and then gradually receded, leaving behind the white bones of evil beasts and the bloody flesh that could be seen everywhere.
Fortunately, it rained continuously overnight, and the stench that filled the air dissipated most of it.
Although there are still some birds, beasts and demons that are still unfinished and can't get rid of them, they are no longer of great importance to the Mang country.
These guys who refuse to return to the Demon Domain, even if they are killed by the Terrans, can only consider themselves unlucky.
After the demon disaster subsided, the big demons gathered outside the city of Tianmen City, and sent a small demon to bring the message into the city.
"Thirty glass bottles, ten drops of emperor slurry per bottle! Money and goods are paid, and Tong Su is not deceived!"
Li Xiaobai made a gesture, and the little red carp beside him held a square wooden plate and sent it to the eighteen big demons, he didn't intend to settle the account from beginning to end, and finally put together the three hundred drops of emperor slurry.
The middle-aged man who had become the golden eagle demon took the lead in coming up, and randomly uncorked several of the glass bottles in public, and the rich breath of emperor liquid pulp immediately escaped, and sure enough, they were all real emperor flowing pulp.
It glanced at Li Xiaobai deeply, took the tray, and said, "Terran, you have won the trust of the old eagle!" As he spoke, a bronze carved feather floated towards Li Xiaobai.
"With this carving, I can help you once. ”
Emperor Flowing Pulp can be met but not sought, ordinary human race Shudao sects will never be so generous, let the precious Emperor Flowing Pulp fall into the hands of the demon clan, so the opportunity is rare, the Golden Eagle Demon wants to make a good fate, not as sincere and straightforward as it seems.
"Thank you!"
Li Xiaobai arched his hand and put away the carving feather with a smile.
Even if it doesn't count this promise, just this carving feather is also a rare refining material, and it is regarded as an unexpected gain.
"How are we going to divide these three hundred drops of Emperor Slurry?"
The big demons are generally not good at arithmetic, but they still know that three hundred drops of Emperor Liquid Pulp cannot be divisible by eighteen.
"It's three hundred and thirty drops! There's still thirty drops from the golden eagle!"
The pheasant demon had a lively brain, and soon remembered that the emperor slurry that this young man took out was not only on the tray.
After the pheasant demon mentioned this, the other big demons came to their senses, and one of the bear demons patted his head and said in an urn: "Oh, yes! It should be three hundred and thirty drops of emperor slurry, old eagle, can't you bully my old bear with a bad brain?"
"How could I be greedy for you? I knew you thought like this, so I wouldn't have called you here!"
The golden eagle who was poked and thought carefully was a little annoyed and angry.
"Hey, hey, the bear believes you are!"
The bear demon smirked, three hundred and thirty drops of emperor slurry were distributed to every big demon present, this time the harvest of the demon disaster was simply doubled, why didn't those long-eyed heavenly cults come a few more times, its old bear might be able to touch the door to the catastrophe realm.
"How to divide it, quickly give a charter!"
"We have to go back to the mountain to refine!"
"I have two juniors, and I'm waiting for the emperor to open his mind!"
The big demons roared, waiting for the leading golden eagle demon to come up with a distribution plan that convinced all the big demons.
"I, I ......"
When the golden eagle also has hemp claws, holding a wooden plate is like holding a red-hot iron plate, and he doesn't know how to divide it to be fair, and he can't stupidly return some emperor slurry, or let the other party add some emperor slurry, and make the number 18 divisible.
"Terran boy, you took out the Emperor Flowing Pulp, give us a break. ”
In the end, there was really no trick, but the Golden Eagle Demon pushed this head-scratching problem to Li Xiaobai, who was watching the excitement.
Li Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders and said without thinking: "Hehe! It's very simple, eighteen drops per person, and the extra six drops will be given to the golden eagle as an introduction fee!"
He finally didn't come up with a death distribution method that killed a few big demons and was just divisible.
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