Liu Shiyi's face was full of black lines, and he raised his head to look at Ning Yi who was smiling, if it weren't for the injuries on his body, he would have smashed it with a scabbard

The horse was ugly.

The crimson foal, staring at the copper bell in the stable, chewing on blades of grass, seemed to be quite human, understood Ning Yi's words, raised his head, and slammed his two front hooves on the ground quite resistantly, and his body retracted backwards.

"This brother, how can this horse be sold?"

Ning Yi really stepped forward and pulled a dart master to pull it close.

In front of the mansion of Zhicheng Dart Bureau, there happened to be a young dart master, wearing a white coat, with a shiny forehead, and a long braid combed behind his head, tied up like a scorpion tail, this dress is very rare, different from other dart games.

But the whole person's face is kind, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he is young, but he has a mustache.

The man saw Ning Yi's appearance clearly, and saw the combination of "noble son", "maid in green clothes", and "black shirt and umbrella boy".

He hugged his fists and said regretfully: "This guest, the horses of the dart game are forbidden to be sold."

Ning Yi smiled and took out a silver ticket from his arms.

The color in the young dartmaster's eyes immediately changed, "Which one?"

Ning Yi pointed to the thinnest red horse in the stable, and then pointed to the pale-faced Liu Shiyi, coughed a few times, and whispered in a low voice: "That son-in-law of my family is frail and sickly, you see that he is pale and can't control the fierce horse." ”

The young dart master stood on tiptoe, and after seeing the red horse, his expression suddenly dawned on him, and he glanced at the white-clothed jade tree in the wind, and the more he looked, the more he felt that this white-clothed boy, although he was carrying a one-person-high sword, did not look good, and was a little weak

The origin of this dart master is obviously not small, after taking the silver ticket, he looked calm, put it into the inside of the white coat, and then waved his hand to beckon a bookkeeper, and explained three or two sentences, and the little guy of the dart bureau sent the horse rope, and led the red horse to Liu Shiyi.

Liu Shiyi's face was already very pale.

Now I'm even more angry.

"Good, good, good. Liu Shiyi said hello three times in a row, and he looked at Ning Yi, "You are very good." ”

The girl smiled brightly.

Evergreen "flowers".

After Ning Yi finished this, he smiled undiminishedly and said, "I still need to buy two horses." ”

He took out a small cloth bag from his bosom, and immediately there were seventeen or eighteen gold leaves, and when he looked at the stable, he became a little calmer, and said solemnly: "I want those two." ”

At first glance, the two tall foals were clearly of the same breed as Fierce Horses, with black backs and red manes, and they were a head taller than the other horses around them, unruly, and their hooves were restless and restless on the ground, splashing puffs of smoke and dust.

There was some surprise in the young dart master's eyes.

He shook his head, and instead of putting away the small cloth bag full of gold leaves, he stretched out a hand and pushed it back without a trace, and said, "Childe is rich, but these two horses are not dart, so they cannot be bought and traded." ”

He lowered his voice and said: "These two horses, brought by the guests, have a very strong temperament, and they refused to cooperate along the way, and the baring of the stables was kicked and broken by three or four pieces. ”

These two horses, where are the horses?

It's just an uncle.

When it was just brought in, the whole mansion was restless.

I didn't get a good night's sleep.

Now that he had settled down a little, he wished that the guests would hurry up and take them away.

Ning Yi laughed and threw the gold leaf bag into the other party's arms.

He walked to the stable in three or two steps, looked at the wooden railing that was swaying back and forth, and was kicked to pieces, stretched out one hand, and said, "I heard that you have a strong temperament?"

When this sentence was spoken, the big horse with a black back and red mane roared in a low voice, and before the roar came out of his throat, Ning Yi gently pressed one hand on his forehead, and the whole black horse shook its fur in horror, and the roar reached its mouth, and the exit turned into a soft neigh.

The dart master with the gold leaf in his arms seems to have seen a ghost.

Is this the same horse that kicked the wooden railing and the crotch of the stable last night?

Why is the current aura weaker than that little red horse?

There was a moment of amazement.

"Mr. Hong, when are you leaving?" A strange woman's voice came from the other side of the mansion.

The person who spoke was wearing a very low-key black cloak, and his figure was not tall, but under the cloak, it could be seen that his waist was slender and his age was not very old, and he was accompanied by three "young men" who were also dressed up, all with black hats and cloaks, covering his appearance.

This dress can be seen everywhere on the rivers and lakes where strange people come from.

The woman in the black cloak was holding a small square locket cast of heavy iron, wrapped in a black cloth on the outside.

The black-cloaked woman who appeared with a boxy just appeared in sight.

In Ning Yi's sleeve robe, the golden thread talisman lit up instantly.

Not only Ning Yi, Liu Shiyi, Pei Fuya, and the golden talisman on their bodies all reacted.

If the yin qi is not a ghost cultivator in the eastern realm, it is a Great Sui demon.

The three of them looked indifferent, and they couldn't see the slightest abnormality, Liu Shiyi gently shook his sleeves with one hand, extinguished the talisman, and smoothed the folds of the golden thread talisman with the girl's divine thoughts, while Ning Yi brushed it through the sleeve with one hand, crushed the golden thread light, and made a sleeve action, and said with a smile: "Who are these people?"

As he spoke, his eyes flickered.

Shushan's perception method can clearly see the faces of this line of four people under the hats.

It's all women.

And it's not a ghost cultivator in the Eastern Realm, he doesn't even have cultivation in his body, but there is a short dagger hidden in the cloak on his waist, he didn't make a move, and he doesn't know if he is a person in the body refining, but the four of them together did not bring the slightest oppression to Ning Yi.

It should be an ordinary mortal.

The cloak woman who was about to come out of the door frowned, not knowing what she meant.

The dart master who was shouted "Mr. Hong" was still holding a gold leaf cloth bag in his arms, and he was in a hurry for a while, and hurriedly said: "My father Zhicheng is the head of the dart bureau, Hong Zhi, and he is under the flood dust." These four are the distinguished guests of the southbound merchants, and they are going to the west on a dart trip to Yangpingto. ”

West?

Ning Yi caught these two words, and saw that Liu Shiyi and the girl looked the same as herself.

It's a bit of a coincidence.

The voice gradually weakened, Hong Chen turned his head, pointed to the three people in the stable, picked up the bag of gold leaves, and said helplessly: "These people want to buy your horses."

The woman in the cloak, holding a boxy iron box, covered it with a black cloth in one hand and smoothed it.

She said softly, "Sir, what's your name?"

Ning Yi waved his hand and said with a smile: "If your surname is Ning, Tiandu will rise to fight the small people." ”

Tiandu, surnamed Ning.

The woman frowned, vaguely thinking of a thunderous name, and then shook her head, the fatigue and fighting of the past few days were too difficult, and she had no more strength to think about irrelevant things for a while.

Walking outside, the last thing she wants to see is that her group has conflicts with others.

The woman's voice was hoarse, and she said neatly: "Mr. Ning, the word buying, you and I are willing, this is the reason, right?"

Ning Yi nodded.

The woman nodded.

It's good, both sides are on the same page.

She said tiredly: "Mr. Ning is willing to buy, I don't want to sell, this has nothing to do with the price, I will not accompany you." ”

The bag of gold leaves was tossed back by her.

Ning Yi took the gold leaf, smiled, and said softly and gently: "It's really not for sale?"

He said with some regret: "When the four of them came, they brought four horses, but when they left, they may not all be able to take them with them. ”

"What do you mean?" Behind the woman holding the iron box, another person immediately spoke coldly.

As soon as the words fell, he was stopped by his hand.

This statement sounds somewhat ambiguous.

But Ning Yi didn't actually mean any threat.

Just sorry.

They can't take those two fierce horses away.

The woman with the black cloth iron box in her arms stood in front of the three of them, talking and doing things back and forth, obviously this person is the "leader" among them, the rivers and lakes of the cultivators talk in general, but the worldly rivers and lakes are sinister, Ning Yi has learned one or two in Xiling With the strength of the four people in this line, it is true that he must ask the dart bureau to make a move in order to keep himself safe.

It is very likely that they are just a weak woman who is not a weak woman who has no power to restrain the chicken, and she has some means on her body, and she is a three-legged cat kung fu that does not enter the stream.

How can such a person control such a fierce horse?

Ning Yi said indifferently: "The previous owners of these two good horses are afraid that they will die outside Yangping City, if the four girls don't care about the silver two, I will pay a higher 'price'." ”

The woman in the cloak, squinting her eyes, looked at the red-maned horse in the inner pen of the stable, constantly rubbing her head against the "umbrella maid surnamed Ning", even the black-backed red-maned horse of the messenger, was not so affectionate.

How short is that?

This Mr. Ning, with an oil-paper umbrella on his body, has a vicious eye, he is right, these two good horses, his party can't take them away at all, it is a burden, can only be stored in Yangping City, waiting for the future to come back again.

But if there is an accident, where is the time to get it back?

She narrowed her eyes and said, "I don't need silver taels, gold leaves, and silver tickets." ”

Ning Yi smiled: "It has nothing to do with any of this. ”

He looked at Pei Fu and Liu Shiyi, and saw that both of them nodded to themselves.

Ning Yi said gently: "Where are you going?" ”

The three women behind him looked at Ning Yi and felt that this stranger was strange and dangerous, and it was better to stay away, someone was already pulling the cuffs of the cloak woman.

The eyes of the leading woman slowly lit up with some light.

The surname is Ning, Tiandu.

Is it worth the gamble?

She gritted her teeth and said, "Yumen." ”

She plucked up her courage again and said, "How can I trust Mr. Ning?"

Ning Yi pressed one hand on the oil-paper umbrella and flicked his fingers gently.

There was a tremor in the sheath, and no one could see it.

Shatter a hair in one ear.

The cloaked woman's ears were filled with buzzing trembling sounds.

Ning Yi smiled and said: "You don't want silver taels, go out of Yumen in the west, just by the way, I'll give you a ride." ”

The woman took a deep look, bowed down and said, "These two horses have been given to Mr. Ning!"