In order to heal the monk Anyu, Yin San'er simply stayed in this remote town called "Hejia Town" temporarily. Listening to Jiang Yun'er, Monk An Yu had already seriously injured the Hornwood Jackal and wanted to take his life, but was saved by Lang Qing, one of the Hornwood Jackal's senior brothers.

That Langqing is a wolf demon, and he has a deep relationship with the horned wood jackal, and his cultivation is profound, not only is his body strong and vigorous, but his cultivation has reached the stage of refining the gods, which is a big realm higher than An Yu's cultivation. Monk Anyu also used all his strength to barely escape, but he was also seriously injured and almost lost his life.

An Yupan sat on the bed, his palms folded, his face without sadness or joy, obviously in cultivation. A faintly miniature version of An Yu in the dantian was also clasping his palms together, and wisps of semi-permeable milky white air were slowly merging into his body from all directions. The miniature version of An Yu, who had already penetrated the yin, was being fleshed out little by little at a slow pace.

His injuries had improved somewhat, and he began to gather spiritual energy to restore the damaged meridians. The cultivation foundation of the monks of the two races is aura, which cannot be heard or seen, but it really exists in this world. The cultivation of the Terran monks is to form spiritual power with the help of these spiritual energy, broaden the meridians little by little, and condense them into Jindan and Yuanying, so that they can have special abilities that far surpass ordinary people.

"It's a pity that my body is too weak to use spirit stones to recover spiritual power!" An Yu put down her hands and sighed softly. The spirit stone is a highly condensed spiritual energy carrier, which is a necessity commonly used by cultivators of the two races to restore spiritual power, and it is also a hard currency that can be bartered.

His meridians were badly damaged, and treatment was delayed, and it was not an overnight effort to heal.

He came to the window and watched the scene in the courtyard turning into a butterfly, and couldn't help but be slightly absorbed and fell into deep thought.

Yin San'er suddenly pushed open the door and walked over, and said softly: "This place can't be stayed!" Come on! With that, he picked up An Yu and strode out of the door.

Outside the inn, Jiang Yun'er was already sitting in the carriage and smiling and waving to Monk Anyu.

Outside the town of Hejia, which is not even walled, thousands of troops are approaching.

A bearded general waved his hand, and immediately a horse came to the front, waiting for orders.

"The military salary of the rich shall not be less than 10,000 taels!" The bearded general waved his hand. The man immediately led more than a hundred cavalry and headed straight for the town.

"Lord General, Lord County Cheng has already allocated 50,000 taels to you, look at ......" A middle-aged man in a green shirt and a square crown bowed to the general.

"Humph! You county Cheng is too picky, I waited to go to the front line and fight to the death, but you only took 50,000 taels to deal with things?! We are not robbing, are you blind in the documents under the joint military department and the household department? The bearded general's eyes widened in anger and he rudely interrupted the middle-aged man's words. I have more than 3,000 mouths, and 50,000 taels of silver is enough to do a fart?! ”

"But, General, you can't rob the rich of their income?! This, this ......" The middle-aged man was still about to argue, but found that the military academy next to the general had already touched his hand to the hilt of the knife, so he could only obediently shut his mouth.

"Lao Tzu is not robbing! Lao Tzu will leave them papers, and when the time comes, I will ask your county lord to repay this debt! Hahahaha! ”

The bearded general is not stupid, he has long informed his subordinates that when he goes to the rich to collect money, he will leave an IOU, and as for the copper seal of the county, he has already ordered the firehead army to carve a radish and buckle it.

Yin San'er had extraordinary hearing, and he had already heard the sound of a large group of people approaching, whether it was a bandit or an official army, he didn't want to touch it, so he chose a direction, and drove the carriage to leave here as soon as possible.

Five tall horses pulled the modified carriage on a rampage, the sound of hooves was like a drum, and the pedestrians on the street avoided one after another, inevitably some people scolded, but Yin San'er ignored it.

After three or four more alleys, he could leave the town, and suddenly a short old man in tattered clothes rushed out of the alley with a huge wine gourd, and the nearest horse was frightened, and he stood up, and the other four horses still rushed towards the old man with the carriage. Yin San'er's eyes were quick, he flew over to save the old man, put it aside, and then floated back to the carriage, and when he turned his head, he saw the wine gourd handed over by the old man, and he was so frightened that he almost drew his knife.

In the rear, more than 100 cavalry had already rushed into the town, Yin San'er didn't dare to delay, so he could only glare at the old man angrily and drive out of the town.

"Brother, take me for a while! Don't let you work in vain! The old man was short in stature, but his voice was very loud, and he took several sips of wine with a large wine gourd in both hands. When he wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, his eyes lit up with a faint light, his nose twitched slightly, his ears twisted a few times at an incredible angle, and he continued to drink with a smile.

The carriage was fast, and in less than a stick of incense carried them away from the town to a sheltered col.

"Say it! What do you want? Yin San'er jumped out of the carriage, pulled a knife flower, and walked to the old man in front of him.

"Tsk! Why are young people so frizzy nowadays? Do you have to rob my old man? The old man took a big sip of wine and shook his head. You've got a lot of this stuff on you, right?! Good stuff! The old man was playing with a black and shiny spike with one hand, and his mouth was full of admiration.

Yin San'er touched his waist, there were a few spikes hidden in his waist pouch, and the waist pouch that had been sewn several layers was cut at some point, and the spikes inside were faintly visible.

"What do you want to do?!" Yin San'er's cold hairs all over his body stood up, he didn't know when the old man approached him, and took the spikes from his waist bag. He held the knife in both hands, his hind legs were accumulated, and his front legs were extended, and he put on a posture that could be attacked, retreated, and defended.

"Don't be nervous! Don't be nervous! I'm just curious! Pure curiosity! I didn't control my hand for a while! Hey! The old man seemed a little embarrassed, and his tone softened a lot when he spoke.

"You may not have heard of me, but that big guy in the carriage should know who I am! Right? Big! The old man poured another big sip of wine, turned to Xiong Da, who was carrying a big bone stick and quietly touched him near him.

Xiong Da rubbed his eyes in dismay, threw down the big bone stick with a "bang", knelt on the ground and bowed, and let out a flattering cry from his mouth.

"It turned out to be the predecessor of the thief Saint Hou Yihou who came!" Just when Yin San'er and the second monk were confused, Monk An Yu got out of the carriage and shouted out the identity of the old man. "This friend of mine doesn't know the true face of his predecessors, please forgive me!"

"Huh?! I know this string of Buddhist beads, who are you the monk Puqing?! Hou Yi saw the Buddha beads hanging around Monk Anyu's neck, and he already had a guess in his heart. Monk Anyu's Buddha beads were given by his master, and he regarded them as life, even if he fell into the streets some time ago, he never left them elsewhere.

"The family teacher is none other than Master Puqing! The little monk is called Anyu, thank you seniors for showing mercy to my friend! An Yu's face was calm and gave a deep salute.

"At a young age, he has already cultivated into a Yuanying, and sure enough, a famous teacher has a high apprentice! Not bad! Not bad! Hou Yi put away the big wine gourd, stroked his beard and said.

Monk Anyu's heart moved: Yuan Ying was originally located in the dantian in his body, and the monk couldn't judge the other party's cultivation from his appearance, and Hou Yi could see through his cultivation at a glance.