Chapter 112: The Silver-Haired Old Man
"How could it be here?" Xue Ming flew over the rudder of Nanli County, his face was puzzled, he did not hesitate to expend his own essence and blood, and deduced that the location of Chu Ziheng turned out to be here. According to the secret technique, Chu Ziheng did stay here for a while.
Xue Ming couldn't figure out why Chu Ziheng passed by here, whether it was a coincidence or... Xue Ming's right eye kept jumping, and after thinking about it again, he decided to go down and take a look.
Entering the underground cave with a familiar car, his body flashed in. When the disciples saw Xue Ming's face, they trembled, knelt down almost fanatically, and shouted, "See the elder!" The reason why they could recognize Xue Ming's identity at once was because every rudder hung a huge portrait of the elder in the door, worshipping day and night. The Eight Great Infant Old Demons inside the door were already almost divine beings to them.
Seeing that the disciples were safe and sound, Xue Ming was a little relieved, but he always felt that something was wrong, and asked calmly, "Has anyone been here recently?"
"No one has been here except the newly appointed deacons. ”
Xue Ming's eyes froze, he didn't remember that a new deacon had been delegated recently. The more he thought about it, the more strange he felt, and he hurriedly asked, "Did that man ever tell you his name?"
A few young men quietly exchanged glances, how could the elder not even know the name of the new deacon? One of them replied, "Elder Hui, the new deacon's name is Mu Huang. ”
"Mu Huang?" Xue Ming frowned, and repeatedly muttered the word "Mu Huang" in his mouth, suddenly, a thought flashed, Xue Ming shook suddenly, Mu Huang is not a "horizontal" word together!
One moment he still looked like an elegant gentleman, but the next moment he became extremely irritable, Xue Ming's face was hideous, he lifted the neck of one of them, and roared viciously: "Where is that Mu Huang!"
The disciples were silent, and the man who was grabbed by the neck spoke with difficulty: "He... He's gone..."
Xue Ming was so angry that he threw him to the ground and shouted, "What about your deacon, tell him to call me!"
"He... He's drunk...," one whispered.
Xue Ming's forehead jumped and immediately rushed inside, and at a glance he saw the ink mirror sleeping soundly, and woke up the ink mirror with one palm, and when the ink mirror opened his eyes and saw Xue Ming, most of his drunkenness disappeared in an instant.
Xue Ming said coldly: "Okay! Water Mirror! After so many years, there is still no growth at all, and I don't even know that I have entered the outsider's territory!"
"What?" The inkglass didn't know why, and then he realized that the key he had stored close to him was missing, and he said to himself, "Strange, I don't remember when I handed over the key to the treasury to Brother Mu..."
Xue Ming's face changed suddenly, and he galloped all the way, and when he looked at the empty treasury, Xue Ming was as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly, his face turned green, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "Chu Ziheng..."
When the ink mirror saw the open treasury, he immediately realized what a mistake he had made, knelt down, and cried in a trembling voice: "Long... Elder, you really don't blame me, and I beg the elders to forgive me. ”
"Get up. Xue Ming seemed to have heard something funny, chuckled, and helped the inkglass up.
Thinking that Xue Ming didn't blame him, the ink mirror breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xue Ming gratefully. A powerful divine thought suddenly struck, and he lost consciousness in a few breaths.
Xue Ming sneered and said, "Forgive my sins, who will forgive my sins? It just so happens that there is still a flesh shell missing, so you will make up for it!"
Thousands of miles away, in the other rudder, Chu Ziheng smoothly blended in, and together with Xiaobai, he emptied the entire treasury, and rushed to the next rudder without leaving a moment.
Seven or eight hours later, Xue Ming also appeared here, and was stunned to find that the treasury here had also been damaged. As if they were playing hide and seek, the two parties appeared one after the other each time, but Xue Ming pounced every time, and his face became more and more ugly...
At a breakfast stall, a man and a woman sat with a thin black veil covering their faces, and only when they lifted their veils to eat, they could catch a glimpse of a touch of stunning beauty.
"Hey, hey, hey, Xiao Hengzi, this time those people from the Netherworld Sect should be in pain, it's fun to think about it!" Xiao Bai nested in Chu Ziheng and communicated with Chu Ziheng's divine thoughts.
Chu Ziheng shook his head with a smile and lowered his head to drink the soy milk in the bowl. Chu Ziheng didn't know if it was because he was in a good mood, he had a big appetite, and he ate several drawers of steamed buns in a row, Chu Ziheng had never eaten such delicious steamed buns, and took a bite gently, the aroma lasted for a long time, and all kinds of flavors were mixed, as if he saw a buffalo running freely in the wheat field, and the wind blew the wheat waves for ten miles.
It's a pity that the monk can't eat too much, otherwise Chu Ziheng thinks it's no problem to eat more than a dozen drawers.
Suddenly, Chu Ziheng's eyes narrowed, he put down the black glazed bowl in his hand, and suddenly looked back for a moment, as if he could see through thousands of miles, and scanned the horizon directly.
"What's the matter?Brother Yu?" Yu Ji couldn't help but feel a sudden burst in her heart when she saw Chu Ziheng's serious face, and asked nervously.
"It's okay..."Chu Ziheng gently wiped his mouth clean, just now he felt like he was being targeted, he felt uneasy in his heart, and shouted without thinking: "Check out!"
"Hey, it's coming!" The stall owner was a smiling silver-haired old man, who did not have any real energy fluctuations on his body, just an ordinary mortal. The old man still had some flour sticking to his face, wiped his hands on the linen apron tied to his body, leaned over, and said, "A total of seventy-three cents." ”
Chu Ziheng pretended to be groping for money and things on his body, but in fact, he was using his divine thoughts to search for storage rings, and suddenly found that he didn't have any money! In order to put more spirit stones on him, he threw away some irrelevant things! Chu Ziheng was slightly embarrassed, and quietly passed a message to Yu Ji: "Do you still have any money on you?"
Yu Ji blinked her big innocent eyes and shook her head slightly.
"Huh?" No matter how thick-skinned Chu Ziheng is, he is also a little embarrassed at the moment, he can't do such a thing as eating an overlord meal, let alone paying a debt to an ordinary old man.
Under the old man's gaze, Chu Ziheng thought about it, took out two lower grade spirit stones, stuffed them into the old man's hand without saying anything, and said embarrassedly: "Old man, that... We don't have any money with us, can we use this instead?"
The silver-haired old man looked at the two lower-grade spirit stones in his hand in a daze, Chu Ziheng was still afraid that he would not know the goods, thinking that they were two ordinary stones, and hurriedly explained: "Old man, this kind of stone is called a spirit stone, and it can be exchanged for money at a pawnshop, and it is worth more than gold!"
The old man still didn't say a word, the sense of crisis in his heart had not dissipated, Chu Ziheng gritted his teeth and pulled Yu Ji up to the sky, and the Hundred Ghost Sword opened the way, quickly breaking through the clouds.
The old man smiled, and with a clench of his hands, the two lower grade spirit stones disappeared.