The doll's cry, and then the thought of the dead little Gao Xiaowang Ba said that the monk bought the doll, and looked at the carriage from a distance with a black cloth, this is afraid that it is a human trafficker...

Although I care about it in my heart, but now I don't have a lottery opportunity in my hand, just a good person card, a resentful spirit acceptance card and a forbidden small flag, I really don't dare to be too iron-headed, first go to Gou, fortunately, by the way, these people obviously want to go to Chengcheng.

Tang Xiao held the white porcelain puppet in his hand, walked and stopped, and kept a distance from the horse convoy.

As for why she held the porcelain puppet in her hand, of course, it was not that Xie Wanying's status in her heart had improved, mainly because the weather was hot, and this thing was cool.

Seeing that the sun was finally setting, the group of men and horses in front of them did not rush into the city, but settled in an inn outside the city.

There are many guests in the inn, most of them are merchants, and they don't have time to enter the city, so they stay in this inn for one night.

There are also many small merchants wandering outside the inn, and some are reluctant to spend money to live in the hotel, so they rub the light at the door; Some of them had their homes nearby, and they took advantage of the closed gates to run the business of these merchants.

A twelve-year-old glamorous little girl lives in a hotel by herself, and it's not safe to think about it.

Tang Xiao planned to find someone to live with in the hotel.

Xie Wanying immediately volunteered to possess a big girl, but Tang Xiao refused, afraid that she would cause problems for others.

Xie Wanying had no choice but to actively show her boss her unique specialty - knowing people.

Since she was refined, she was able to judge a person's general character through the breath of her soul, which even Hefeng Zhenren didn't know.

chose a peaceful and honest merchant for Tang Xiao, and did the handiwork of bamboo weaving.

Tang Xiao also felt good when he saw it, so he bought all his goods and a whole cart of items.

This stubble uncle, who looked to be in his thirties, was shocked at first, how could a teenage girl doll have so much money and go out to buy things alone?

Tang Xiao looked well-behaved and serious, and explained with a wink of clear eyes.

said that she was a maid from a large family, and the first time she went out to buy something on an errand, she missed the time and couldn't go back to the city, so she dispelled the worries of the merchant.

After all, there are many handsome girls in their teens in large households, and it is not uncommon for them to come out to do errands.

At first, the merchant was worried that the other party's owner would not like the things he made, and if the little girl would be scolded for buying them all in one go?

When he heard that the little girl asked him to deliver the goods, and said that he would give him the money for tonight's stay and tomorrow's entry into the city, and give him a deposit, and when the goods were delivered and the host's family was satisfied, he would pay him the full amount.

In fact, when the little girl said that the deposit was returned and did not need to be returned, he was still a little embarrassed, but the little girl looked relaxed and not bad for money, and he didn't want to say more.

In this way, Tang Xiao took the merchant uncle to live in the inn and asked for two ordinary rooms.

At night, Tang Xiao asked Xie Wanying to investigate the team during the day, and he carefully studied the medicinal materials needed for the fourth order of forging the body, and the formula in the Yipin Gong Method given by the system was very comprehensive, and there were several formula options for decoction and pills with the same effect, and the best match was marked.

She looked for the medicinal materials in the storage bag, and found that they were indeed as the little white-faced monk said, but the combination of the decoction was not the best solution, and the pill was not the best, but it was better than nothing.

After preparing the medicinal herbs and preparing to ask Xiao Er to fetch her a stove and crockpot, she saw Xie Wanying's figure floating back into the room.

The slave family listened carefully, they were the tooth shops in the Hengzhou area, took the order from the city, and sent a group of children to the city.

The slave family went to the backyard to take a look, and there were twenty children, the youngest was five or six years old, and the eldest might be thirteen or fourteen.

Some of them were sold by the family themselves, some were repaid by debts, and two were resold by other people.

The two children who cried in the afternoon were resold by the resale, the eldest was ten years old, and the younger was seven years old, a pair of sisters and brothers, who should have been deceived by first-hand teeth. ”

"Twenty ......" Tang Xiao was silent.

It seems that most of this is still legal trading!

It is estimated that these children are going to be sold to that Yuyang Sanxian, and it is definitely impossible to collect apprentices, what does that Yuyang Sanxian want to do when he buys so many children?

……

After taking the pill, soaking the boiled decoction in the bathtub, and exhaling it all night according to the breathing method on the exercises, Tang Xiao found that it had little effect, except for the heat, he didn't feel much.

Taking it out of the system backpack and repeatedly studying the presentation of various effect feedbacks, Tang Xiao was desperate to find that she might be a cultivator.

No, it must be that the materials and pills are too poor! Well, it must be!

Early the next morning, Tang Xiao had dark circles under his eyes, and he was dizzy and took the merchant to the city gate to line up to enter the city.

Yesterday's team of Yaxing obviously had a special book, and I saw that the leader Yazi led the convoy straight towards the city gate, and the two carriages covered with black cloth were surrounded by eight strong men, and on the roof of one of the cars sat a young man in black with a grim face.

Tang Xiao felt that his aura was long and powerful, and after being told by Xie Wanying in time that it was a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, she briefly fell into autism.

"Amitabha!"

The abrupt sound of the Buddha horn attracted everyone's attention, and it was not how loud it was, but the owner of the voice stopped in front of the Yaxing team.

I saw a big bald head, wearing a shabby beige monk, carrying a patched crossbody cloth bag, a string of sandalwood Buddhist beads hanging from his waist, and his hands folded at the gate of the city.

When the guards at the city gate saw that everyone was outside the city, they were also happy to see the excitement and did not come forward to inquire.

The head of the tooth line is a middle-aged man in brocade, with a round face and a wide nose, and a slightly chubby body.

Seeing that the middle-aged man took out the money bag, the big bald head patted the door of his head, stretched out his hand to stop it, and announced the Buddha name again:

"Amitabha, donor and slow."

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, and the strong man beside him was about to step forward when he saw this, but was stopped by the middle-aged man raising his hand, and the middle-aged man asked in a calm tone:

"I don't know why this little master stopped me from waiting?"

Although the big bald head in front of him was dusty and dusty, and there was a lot of dust on his face, he could see that his facial features were delicate and he was not very old, so he called him a little master.

The big bald head is another Buddha name:

"Amitabha, the poor monk Dharma does a good deed every day, and the day before yesterday in Chaihe County, he met a pair of bitter masters surnamed Tsui and lost a pair of children.

The poor monk came all the way, and yesterday he was delayed for a little time on the road, so he caught up with the donors and asked the donors to forgive me. ”

As soon as she heard that the surname was bitter, the pair of resold sisters and brothers in the carriage suddenly lit up their eyes and gave birth to hope, and the sister quickly lifted the corner of the black cloth and shouted:

"Master, Master, we're here!"

The strong man on the side ripped off the black cloth when he heard the sound, slapped the cage and drank:

"Shut up, if you quarrel again, Lao Tzu will cut your tongue!"

The little girl suddenly didn't dare to shout again, held her brother's nervous little hand tightly, and comforted softly with tears:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my father and mother have sent someone to look for us, and we will be able to go home soon."

The seven-year-old boy was still crying about going home yesterday, but now he just stretched out his sleeve with red eyes to wipe his sister's tears, and nodded:

"Well, melon boy is not afraid."

The big bald head who stopped the convoy was obviously shocked, and said to the people:

"Amitabha, this donor, please release the two children and let the poor monks send them home."

Tang Xiao's eyes sparkled as he lined up on the side:

"Tsk, I didn't expect the cultivation world to encounter this kind of stunned youth."

Xie Wanying smiled in her ear:

"It's not, it looks pretty good, but it's a pity that he's a fool, and he dares to ask for the goods in vain in the early stage of foundation building, haven't you seen that people have guards in the middle stage of foundation building?"

One person and one spirit ate melons, and soon the opposite side really couldn't talk and fought.

I saw a silver light popping out of the black-clothed young man on the carriage, it was indeed a small silver sword, and the small sword was extremely fast and went straight to the door of the monk who did a good job every day.

The raid, which can kill in an instant, was indeed screamed by a good day, "Stop!" "Stopped.

The black-clothed young man frowned slightly, snapped his fingers and popped out more than a dozen small silver swords one after another, and the sword stabbed at the key point of doing a good deed.

But seeing that the day was a good dantian, he only had time to shout the word "stop", and the flying sword really trembled and hovered in the air again.

Drink again after doing a good deed every day:

"Go!"

The little swords all turned around and were about to plunge back into the arms of the black-clothed youth, and the young man in the dark night hurriedly took out a small shield, and the shield extended into a light shield that helped one person.

The small sword rained down on the light shield and then fell to the ground.

The young man in black stroked his sleeves and withdrew the small swords one after another.

The general foundation can only be used to make a flying sword, and his small sword is made of the beast bones of flying demon beasts, which is light and agile and does not reduce sharpness, and has always cooperated with his exclusive method, and it is invincible to use.

Today, he was simply drunk by a monk in the early stage of foundation building.

"Amitabha." Seeing that his attack was suspended, the Buddha continued:

"The donor can't beat the poor monk if he just builds a foundation."

The young man in the dark twitched his cheeks, and he built a foundation? Aren't you also building a foundation? It's still the early stage of foundation building, why can't Lao Tzu win against you bald donkey in the middle stage of foundation building?

He used his breath to reveal his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, so that this monk could see his position clearly, who knew that the monk who did a good deed every day did sigh to:

"Don't go and learn the peacock opening style, the poor monk is invincible."

Tang Xiao, who had been hiding away from the crowd, was shocked by the monk's superb taunting skills, is this really a monk?

The young monk on the other side only felt a surge of blood, this bald donkey was definitely humiliating him, it was too deceitful.

He slapped the storage bag on his waist, held a small black flag in his hand, and waved it vigorously, only to see the yin wind rising, and hundreds of resentful souls rushed out, biting towards Rixing Yishan, with a posture of wanting to kill his body and soul.

A good deed every day, a happy face, and the mouth of the Buddha:

"Amitabha!"