Wen Ren Jing is holding a knife in his left hand, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the mystery brought by wandering on the edge of life and death all the year round looms, looking more like a mercenary than those who do not look like mercenaries.

"Girl, can you let me see this knife?" The old man had a dry cigarette in his mouth and leaned his head over mysteriously. Wen Renjing smiled at the old man and said, "Can't"

The old man didn't have the slightest embarrassment of being rejected, and still relied on Wen Renjing's soft grinding and hard bubbles, "I'll just take a look, and I'll give it to you right away, okay?" "It's not good" smells that people don't eat oil and salt, and they don't eat soft and hard.

Today the sun is hotter than usual, she and the old man in the shade of the tree "cool", this old man is also a handyman who came to help, I heard others call him Lao Litou, not how easy the work of this handyman is, but she and the old man are really useless.

Wealthy businessman He, a native of West Street in Wa Ni Town, his ancestors are all famous rich businessmen in Wa Ni Town, but unfortunately his cultivation talent is not high, and he is only in the middle of the Yu Dan when he dies, and it is difficult to take a step forward, and the generation of He Fushang's son finally has a descendant who barely has some cultivation talent, that is, He Wanglong, the son of He Fushang, the He family's expectations for Wangzi Jackie Chan can be seen from He Wanglong's name, and now he has spent a lot of money to hire mercenaries to escort his son to Yingtian Academy to study.

It's a pity that his spiritual cultivation is not high, and he can't get in touch with higher-level monks, even if he hires him with a lot of money, he only invites the most unpopular mercenary group.

Even if she has never been a mercenary, she knows the rules of mercenaries, pay half of the deposit in advance before the completion of the event, and only pay the end of the payment after the completion of the event, this is the rule. Even if it's another world, it's not too far off.

If it's a rule, you have to follow it, especially for people like them who lick blood on the tip of a knife.

In fact, Wen Renjing guessed well, this mercenary group is indeed not treated by other mercenaries, and they are much disgusted and disgusted, they break the rules, and what they destroy is the reputation of the entire mercenary world, and then take a step back, they don't pay attention to the rules, that is, they have no reputation, and people who have no reputation dare to rest assured that they are facing their backs.

People like them who loot their patrons' homes as soon as they come up...... It's really rare......

The leader of the mercenary regiment is a big man, with scars on his face that run from his sideburns to the entire side of his face, and a pair of fierce eyes.

At this time, he was standing in the backyard of He Mansion staring at his subordinates to load the spirit stones, pills, and spiritual weapons into the carriages outside the door one by one.

It may be that Wen Renjing's attitude is too resolute, and seeing that she is determined not to let him feast his eyes, Lao Li Tou finally smashed it with a pity, and regretfully scratched his abrupt shoulder-length short hair mixed with white hair.

Lao Li exhaled smoke and covered his eyes, and he suddenly snorted at the group of mercenaries who looked at the similar thing, which caused Wen Renjing to look at him, only to see that he had closed his eyes against the roots of the tree.

"Hurry up! It's a grind to move something...... You haven't eaten! In addition to moving things in the courtyard, Wang Hu's impatient urging sound, He Fushang stopped talking behind Wang Hu, and his legs trembled and stepped forward, "Wang, head Wang...... Take a trip to Yingtian Academy...... Need so many supplies? That's ...... I'm Ho's ......"

He Fushang's remaining words were interrupted by a fierce smile mixed with an impatient voice: "Your son is going to study at Yingtian Academy, and you don't even want to pay for the journey?" In that case, then you can ask another master to ......"

He Fushang immediately waved his hand again and again, "No, no, no, no, please send my son here, naturally rest assured"

Wang Hu laughed and patted He Fushang's sweat-soaked shoulder, "That's good, as long as you believe me, I promise to send your son to Yingtian Academy safely, will I be the head of a mercenary group who will still lie to you A little rich businessman?" ”

He Fushang wiped his sweat and responded again and again.

The carriage had been loaded, and Wang Hu's men shouted at the top of their voices, "Commander, it's loaded—"

Wang Hu opened his mouth and waved his big hand, "Brothers, go"

The old Li Tou, who was sleeping soundly, "left"

"Gone?" Lao Li Tou woke up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and hurriedly followed Wen Renjing, who was a big section away from him, "Girl, you wait for me-"

At the time of parting, He Fushang lay outside He Wanglong's carriage and told him and wiped his tears, He Wanglong just waved his hand impatiently, "Dad, I know, you go back!" ”

Then there was the sound of He Wanglong and the woman laughing and playing in the carriage, and He Fushang looked at the direction of the carriage with his eyes full of worry and helplessness.

He Fu merchant has a big business, for fear that his son will be wronged on the road, in addition to the carriage that pulls supplies, dozens of luxury carriages are arranged to settle his son, his son's confidante and mercenary cadres, etc., in addition to the personal maids who accompany these people to serve these people, and finally Wen Ren Jing and Wen Ren Yunjing These do chores.

Of course, the accompanying miscellaneous servants are walking on the ground, they are the miscellaneous servants of the mercenary group, not from He Fu, the mercenary group doesn't care about them, and He Fu doesn't care.

At dusk, the convoy left Wani Town and drove into the periphery of Dongshi Mountain, and the people of the mercenary group found an open place as a temporary foothold.

These handymen began to prepare for cooking and all kinds of trivial chores, and the personal maids of the famous wealthy merchants in Wani Town did not do menial work, which is why the mercenary group was looking for handymen.

Wenren Yunjing and a few other young and strong men quickly packed up everything they needed for the night, and then scattered around the convoy, waiting for the meal to be served.

Wen Ren Yunjing walked towards the cooking team, he was a little uneasy, Wen Ren Jing basically didn't cook at home, he did it.

"I'll hold the knife for you, you see you don't let it go" Lao Li Tou stuffed firewood under the pot, and his eyes glanced uncontrollably at the knife in Wen Renjing's left hand.

"Is it convenient for you?" Wen Renjing was a little impatient with Lao Li's entanglement, and warned, "If you entangle me again, you're welcome" Hearing this, Lao Li's head squeaked like a cat with his tail stepped on, "Why are you still bullying the old man, do you know what it means to respect the old and love the young, I'll tell you......"

Wen Renjing was almost angry, this old man was simply a messy grandfather, since He Fu saw her knife for the first time, it didn't work to treat her coldly.

Wen Ren Jing stuffed the long spoon in his hand into the hand of Wen Ren Yunjing, who was coming to him, and left.

"Hey, girl, why are you leaving? I'm not done yet! ”

Hearing that Yunjing was stirring the porridge in the pot, he saw Lao Li scratching his ears and cheeks, so he asked, "Are you curious about my sister's knife?" ”

Old Li was wilting, and his voice was weak in replying, "Yes?" Your sister's knife is a good knife, but ......" Lao Li stopped talking.

Wenren Yunjing waited for a while, and saw that Lao Li had no follow-up, so he said, "Don't think about my sister's knife, that knife is very precious, I can't even touch it."