In the dilapidated yard, several fences fell to the ground in spite of the ground, and there was not a single plant in the cracked soil. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is a den of horse thieves, a place where sin is symbolized in this desert, and no one dares to step into it, even if there is no guard.

As dusk approached, a white-robed figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

Stepping on a few shriveled rice bags, Wu Moxie looked around, and then walked slowly inside, kicking over a wooden bucket in the dry well in the corner, and did not find a drop of water.

Twisting a pinch of fine sand at the mouth of the black stone well, Wu Moxie frowned, did not speak, and continued to walk towards the village.

In the house built of loess, twenty figures sat on chairs, drinking turbid wine, biting meat, and popping out a few foul words from time to time.

Several weeping women were curled up in corners with their hands tied, their eyes frightened and hollow.

They already knew exactly what kind of rude and cruel atrocities awaited the men after they had eaten and drunk, and perhaps one of them would be outside the house tomorrow.

"Knock knock...... Knock knock ......"

There was a knock on the door, but it was insignificant in the noisy room, and a few of the horse thieves who were close to seemed to hear the knock on the door, and they all thought they had misheard, and continued to gulp wine.

There was a knock on the door about three times, as if to be the end of the ceremony, and at last there was a loud bang, and in the midst of the flying sawdust, the door of the house shattered, revealing the face of a young man.

"You guys, don't you know what it means to knock on the door?" Wu Moxie walked in with an expressionless face.

The twenty-two horse thieves in the room were all stunned, and their movements were still one by one, looking at the outsider who had suddenly entered.

Several women in the corner also stopped crying, overwhelmed.

Seeing that these horse thieves with strong bodies and seriously underdeveloped brains did not react, Wu Moxie walked to the corner by himself and loosened the bindings of several women.

"Can you still walk?" Wu Moxie asked lightly.

As if frightened, the disheveled women spoke incoherently, didn't even know where to put their hands, and finally nodded after a few seconds.

"Let's go, then. Wu Moxie, like the master, directly asked them to leave here.

Several women walked out of the room trembling in astonishment and surprise, and rushed away as if they were not going to die.

At this moment, a wine bottle fell to the ground, and the crisp sound was extremely harsh.

"Who are you?!" A horse thief immediately picked up his knife, and his mouth was full of wine, pointing directly at Wu Moxie.

And the horse thief, who was obviously the leader, was not drunk yet, and his hungry wolf-like gaze kept scanning Wu Moxie's body, his face gloomy.

"It doesn't matter who I am, my purpose is to find water. Wu Moxie spread his hands and smiled harmlessly.

"So you've found this place?" the leader of the horse thieves said in a low, hoarse voice like the sound of the wind.

"That's right. ”

"Do you know what this place is?" the horse thief leader laughed and got up.

"Den of horse thieves. Wu Moxie tilted his head and said.

"Then you still dare to come?" The leader of the horse thieves put his hand on the handle of the knife, looking at the white-robed young man who dared to break in single-handedly, but he showed a trace of jealousy: "You are a spirit priest? Where is your spirit demon?"

"You talk a lot of nonsense, but you have a good eye. Wu Moxie had run out of patience and stretched out a hand towards the horse thief leader.

"Hand over all your water, and I can consider sparing your life, but only if you get out of this place and don't be a horse thief. ”

Wu Moxie's calm and calm appearance fell into the eyes of the leader of the horse thieves, and the bad feeling in the latter's heart was even stronger.

The leader of the horse thieves was afraid of Wu Moxie, but it didn't mean that the remaining twenty or so people in the house were also afraid, they all licked blood from the knife, and the hideous scars on their bodies were enough to prove their strength.

"Grandma, don't be ashamed, wait for Lao Tzu to twist your head off your neck, and see if you still speak so neatly!" a horse thief jumped up, his long knife slashing at the table.

The leader of the horse thieves was still hesitating, and one of his men came to his ear and whispered: "Whether it is a priest or not, the knife will bleed if you cut it on your body." None of our brothers are vegetarians, and this person has no Horcruxes on him, and there is no spirit demon to protect him, so we have twenty people to cover him, and I still don't believe that he can handle a hairy boy?"

After thinking about it, the leader of the horse thieves thought so, nodded suddenly, and shouted: "Kill him!"

More than 20 ready-to-go figures rushed out one after another, rushing towards Wu Moxie in front of the house, tables and chairs overturned, the sound of bowls and cups falling to the ground sounded, and the smell of gunpowder in the house had been ignited.

"That's exactly what I want, but I'm not prepared to spare your life. Wu Moxie nodded, and the Xuanshui beads that had already condensed in his palm spun wildly.

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A moment later, Wu Moxie walked out of the house, with a few drops of blood on his face, and the sack he was carrying behind his back was full of containers of clean water.

The moment he stepped out of the courtyard, the stockade behind him collapsed, and the loess and sand and dust mixed together.

Putting the sack into the soul ring, Wu Moxie looked at the sky, saw a faint touch of night in the sky, sped up his body, and walked towards the Gobi.

After arriving in the Gobi, only Sha Yue was still lying quietly in place, but there was no longer the figure wearing a red belly pocket, and Wu Moxie's heart couldn't help but tighten.

"What about people?"

Wu Moxie's eyes widened, and when he saw that Sha Yue also shook his head, he couldn't help but have a headache.

Immediately, Wu Moxie's face changed even more, and he found that the soul connection between him and the ginseng doll was gradually weakening, until later, he could no longer feel the soul breath of the ginseng doll.

"Who the hell is ......" Wu Moxie's fist suddenly clenched.

Wu Moxie suddenly saw that there were several traces of fragmentation and collapse on the Gobi, which seemed to be small footprints.

"I don't think it's gone far. ”

Wu Moxie muttered, and immediately called out to cover the moon, letting it follow the breath left by the collapse on the cliff wall.

As if he knew that it was related to the ginseng doll, there was a reluctant look in the eyes of the dog who covered the moon, but he still barked and looked for the place where the aura dissipated.

A man and a dog ran for a few miles, and the breath became more intense, and as night fell, Wu Moxie finally stopped in front of a cave, his eyes cold.

Inside the cave, the light of the fire is swaying, reflected on the rock wall, and there is the crackling sound of firewood burning.

A girl who looked to be only ten years old was sitting in front of the fire, and the spirit array under her was a spirit array laid by soul stones, and she was in the process of cultivation.

On the girl's shoulder, a canary rests on it, its colorful feathers even more beautiful in the firelight.

The girl with her bun has a quiet face, her skin looks like water, and although her clothes are simple, she reveals a bit of essential beauty.

But Wu Moxie's attention was not on the girl at all, but stared at a large clay pot tied with hemp rope next to the girl, and there were a few pieces of rune paper attached to the clay pot.

"......"