As a greedy and cunning, unscrupulous and powerful thief, Mu Tuo must have a lot of treasures on his body.

Murphy crouched down, poured out all the treasures from the storage bag, and sorted them into storage.

"There are a lot of things, but unfortunately the value is very limited."

"His storage bag is like a grocery store."

For a long time, all our belongings have been entrusted to Murphy to manage, and she has been completely trained to be a treasure connoisseur with a vicious vision. ap.

After collecting the useful things, all that was left were some low-level magic weapons, common medicinal materials on the market, and not easy to preserve.

There are also scrap copper and rotten iron, antiques that are not worth much, and some weapons that are not used and difficult to sell, and so on.

I picked out a long knife that resembled a Thousand Chilled Iron Knives, and Murphy picked a sword.

The girl stood there stupidly, looking at us in horror.

Murphy said softly, "Sister, don't be afraid, Mutuo deserves to kill people and steal goods, and we don't hurt ordinary people."

I could observe with my delusional eyes that the girl whom Murphy called 'Sister' had a small face and a tender face, and her actual age was in her thirties.

The girl's beautiful eyes looked at Murphy with gratitude.

"Thank you, sister, for saving your life!"

Murphy held her incense shoulder, "When the road is uneven, draw a knife to help."

"Sister, the tomb of Marquis Zhuge is not a place where ordinary people should go, after you go back, remember to persuade your fellow disciples not to get into the troubled waters."

The girl who was being watched by Murphy lowered her head a little embarrassed.

"I'll take my sister's words to heart."

When the girl was about to leave, I hurriedly shouted, "Please wait!"

The girl shuddered in fright, turned around stiffly, and had a far-fetched smile on her face, "Big brother, what else is wrong with you?"

Cultivators usually don't know how old they are.

It's still a little weird to let a baby-faced woman in her thirties call me big brother.

I asked, "What sect are you in, and why did you come to the tomb of Marquis Zhuge Wu?"

The girl didn't have much heart, and blurted out, "We are a small sect in the Eastern Qinling Mountains, and we are a family that has been passed down from family to family."

"The sect master is my grandfather's brother, and his strength is the pinnacle of a monk, and the strength of the rest of the people is about the same as mine."

"About half a month ago, Qingfengzi posted a notice widely, and we only came here when we saw the notice."

I nodded slightly, "Thank you for telling me, I'll see you soon."

I beckoned to Murphy and Sun Mingjin, and together we turned back to the valley.

The girl plucked up the courage to ask, "Three, may I ask...... Don't you want the rest of these things?"

I waved my hand, "Please."

We don't want to break the copper and iron, for the ordinary children of the small sect, it is a windfall.

The girl was scrambling to pack her things, and we were already in the valley.

Until he entered the cabin, Murphy's expression was very solemn.

I teased and asked, "Why, are you still thinking about the little girl just now?"

"Don't make a fuss."

Murphy said in a low voice, "Qingfengzi has gathered so many forces, once we go to the tomb, we will definitely be at a disadvantage!"

"People like this, you have to be on guard!"

Murphy shrugged, "How to prevent it?"

"His strength is only one step away from the sacrificial wine priest."

"Isn't it possible that we're going to slip over and kill him?"

Murphy slapped his face, "That's what I meant, let's do it before we go to the grave, and try to run away after the fight, and never drag mud and water!"

"We won't kill Qingfengzi, we only need to beat him to a serious injury to make him lose his dominance."

Murphy's idea is really pragmatic.

Qingfengzi has a lot of people, but they are all scattered, if we really want to start suddenly, there are few people who can help.

I'm wondering

After a while, the idea was abandoned.

"No. It's a pocket-shaped valley, and if we get entangled in a failed attack, it's hard to escape."

"Let Qingfengzi live for the time being, if you really get to the territory of the tomb of Marquis Zhuge Wu, I have 10,000 ways to make him die without a place to be buried!"

With my decision, Murphy and Sun Mingjin didn't say anything more.

I think that at the beginning, the Zhuge family's investigation team was more than one level stronger than us, and the final result was that they were all dead without a place to be buried.

It was already past 12 o'clock in the afternoon, and we set up a pot on the third floor, boiled a hot pot, and stuffed rice.

"Big brother, the heat is small, the rice in the pot is going to be mushy!"

"You know, a little pot is even better."

I pinched my fingers to stir the flames, the pot hissed white smoke, and a pot of hot bacon claypot rice came out of the pot.

Before we had time to taste, we suddenly saw an old man in white, with a woman who had just been rescued by us, coming from far and near.

The strength of the old man in white is in the early stage of becoming a monk, and he has a solid foundation in breath, so he should be a famous and decent person in a small place.

I opened the formation and said in a condensed voice, "Please come in, two of you."

The old man in white led the woman up to the third floor and saluted respectfully to us, "Thank you three little friends for saving my granddaughter."

"You're welcome."

We're special, so I don't want to have anything to do with them.

The food was bubbling with aroma, and I didn't mean to invite, but ate it myself.

"If you two have nothing else to do, please go back."

The old man in white was hung in place, a little embarrassed.

From the storage bag, he took out a round jade pendant, on which was carved something that looked like a cow and a horse.

"I heard that when the three of them entered the valley, they bought an inferior ride from the hands of the wooden thief."

"It just so happens that I have a treasure in my hand, although it is not a treasure of joy, but it is much stronger than the one in your hand, and it should be a thank you gift for saving my granddaughter."

I was like a thief, guarding against girls and old people.

I didn't expect that people really came to thank you.

Murphy brought in two wooden chairs, "You two haven't eaten yet."

The girl whispered, "No."

"Sit down, I'll serve two more bowls of rice."

The old and the young were not polite, and sat down at the small table with us.

The old man smiled respectfully, "The three of them have outstanding aura, young but not immature, calm and timid, it can be seen that they must be the teacher of a certain big man."

Although it was a random speculation, the old man's statement was really not wrong at all.

I am from the Zhuge family, so naturally I don't need to say much.

Sun Mingjin's father used to be an earth immortal, and Murphy was also a declining sword cultivator family, and the two of them were extremely talented, so they had today's cultivation.

I said perfunctorily, "The family teacher is a man from outside the world, and he doesn't like us to talk about his old man's name."

"Understood, understood."

The topic came to an abrupt end, and the atmosphere was a little silent during the meal.

I didn't think so, and ate my food in a big gulp, not taking the two people sitting across from me seriously at all.

Judging by their appearance, they must have begged me for something.

After holding back for a long time, it is time to get down to business.