61, the redemption of a thousand gold [ask for collection, recommended votes]

Wen Ping ignored Li Hua, and his eyes didn't fall on Li Hua, but he just said to Shihua, "Can I come in and have a look?"

Poetry and jaw.

Seeing Wen Ping walk in, an idea popped up in Shihua's mind.

Did Wen Ping agree to her offer?

But in the next second, she vetoed this idea herself, the Immortal Sect already had the strength to kill Elder Yang Hua, and the eldest young master of the Yang family, Yang Lele, also joined the Immortal Sect, even if the current Immortal Sect was not good, how could Wen Ping, as the master of the sect, deign to Long Hua?

But she couldn't think of what Wen Ping was doing here, just like when the Immortal Sect was in decline, she didn't know what to do in the future.

"You're really coming to see me?"

"It's not. ”

Shihua sighed, but there was a faint sense of loss in her eyes, and she didn't notice it herself.

Wen Ping opened his mouth and said: "I happened to be passing by here, and I was in a hurry, so I wanted to come in and borrow a toilet." ”

"Ahh

"Can't you borrow it?"

"Yes, follow it all the way to the end. ”

Shihua was messy, and she guessed a lot of possibilities, which had nothing to do with Wen Ping's original intention.

Seeing that he was left out in the cold, Li Hua was already unhappy with Wen Ping, so he immediately stopped Wen Ping's steps, "Wen Ping, it's okay to come in, but if something happens, don't let Shihua intercede for you." ”

Li Hua's voice fell, Shihua's face changed, and she subconsciously looked at the backyard of the martial arts hall, as if there was someone there who made her heart palpitate. But Wen Ping came to borrow the toilet, so she couldn't drive it away.

"Wen Ping, you can leave quickly when it is convenient, there are people from the Backing Mountain Sect in the martial arts hall today, if they see you......"

"Understood. Wen Ping nodded.

Shihua said, turned around and left. Li Hua made way for Wen Ping and didn't stop him, in fact, he hoped that Wen Ping would meet Mu Yan who was in the back room, and with Mu Yan's temper, I was afraid that Wen Ping would be killed directly, right?

As soon as the two of them left, Wen Ping walked towards the place where Zhao Yi disappeared, and walked along the masonry wall until the end.

At the end is a kitchen with a well outside the kitchen, a firewood house on the left, and a living hut on the right. Here, a lot of triangular bamboo frames were built, and then many long bamboos were linked together, and many dripping clothes were hanging on them.

Zhao Yi was sitting by the well at this time, beating the clothes that needed to be washed with a stick, and his cloak was sloppy, I don't know what kind of expression it was.

"Zhao Yi!"

Bang –

The sound of sticks hitting clothes came to an abrupt end.

He was still holding soap powder in his left hand, and he stopped in mid-air.

"Who are you?"

Beneath the loose hair, a pair of terrified eyes passed through the gaps in the hair.

Zhao Yi glanced at the person in front of him a few times, to be honest, he hadn't seen it, and he didn't dress like a person from Huayue City. But the other party knew his real name, which was the name he had been hiding for a year.

In the past year, he has never told anyone this name, not even the beautiful pavilion owner who recently took him in.

Wen Ping smiled, walked through the hanger group, didn't get too close, just said, "I am the sect master of the Immortal Sect Wen Ping, as long as you are willing to join my sect, I can give you the best guidance and the best martial arts." ”

Immortal Sect!

When he heard these three words, Zhao Yi's face showed some indifference.

"The Immortal Sect has declined, if you want to deceive people, please change someone to pretend. And I'm a wretch, nothing, nothing to deceive you. ”

"I am truly the Immortal Sect Master. ”

"You're looking for the wrong person. ”

After that, Zhao Yi was about to stand up, picked up the wooden basin and walked towards the kitchen, not wanting to pay attention to Wen Ping's thoughts.

Wen Ping immediately spoke, "Zhao Yi, as long as you agree to join the Immortal Sect, my revenge will be avenged by you within ten years!"

Zhao Yi did not answer.

But it stopped at the kitchen door.

Hum!

Decade.

Don't say ten years, even if you give him twenty years, what can you do with thirty years?

In the past, he was able to cultivate to the fifth level of martial arts at the age of 15, and he might have the opportunity to spy on the Tongxuan Realm in the future. But now, he is just a wasted person, his meridians are broken, his life is as cheap as a dog, and revenge has become an unattainable dream.

And the Flying Dragon Society, as a two-star force, has the Tongxuan Realm in charge, and the number of thirteen-fold cultivators under its command is even more than two palms. If you want to take revenge, you can only become a Tongxuan Realm, but at that time, I am afraid that the Tongxuan Realm of the Flying Dragon Society has entered a higher level.

Time is running out, let alone waiting for him to have a meridian cut off, and he can't absorb the qi of heaven and earth at all.

Seeing that Zhao Yi didn't speak, Wen Ping hurriedly continued to speak, "If I help you redeem yourself, are you willing to join the Immortal Sect." ”

"Perhaps. ”

After Zhao Yi said this, he entered the kitchen and closed the door with his hand.

Wen Ping immediately decided to go to Shihua first, destroy Zhao Yi's deed of sale, and return him a free body first. In his state of mind, he must not believe anything now, and what he said is not as sonorous as the facts.

When I came to the backyard of the martial arts hall, I heard the immature shouts, and then found Shihua who was teaching the child to practice.

Shihua turned his head and saw Wen Ping, his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you let you leave directly, why did you come here?"

"Shihua, I have something to do with you, come with me. ”

"You...... Alas, if it is for the people of the backer sect to see it. ”

When the two walked to the corner, Li Hua's guy somehow sucked it like a magnet.

However, Wen Ping ignored him and continued to say to Shihua: "Shihua, I want someone here for you. ”

"Personal?"

Shihua couldn't help but look at the children who were practicing.

Wen Ping hurriedly explained, "I don't want them, but the person you took in a few days ago." ”

"You said Hu Er?"

"Hu Er...... Yes, that's him. ”

Without waiting for Shihua to speak, Li Hua said: "Wen Ping, Hu Er has already signed a deed of sale to give us the Longhua Martial Arts Pavilion, and in this life, I can only wash clothes and cook in the Longhua Martial Arts Pavilion, for you, impossible." ”

Wen Ping didn't seem to hear Li Hua's words, and then said to Shihua: "What, as long as you give him to me, I will definitely not let you have a loss, I can buy a few for Longhua, or even a dozen miscellaneous servants." ”

Shihua hesitated for a moment, then looked at Li Hua, and then said, "Hu Er sold himself to him. ”

"Hu Er gives it to you, impossible. Li Hua smiled and said proudly.

Didn't you ignore me?

Isn't it asking me yet?

Li Hua was secretly refreshed in his heart, and Wen Ping's words made him stunned.

"1000 gold!"

"What do you mean?"

"Hu Er sold his deed to me, and I will give you 1,000 gold coins. ”

"You ......"

Li Hua suddenly didn't know how to answer, 1000 gold, this amount is really too much.

He is not a wealthy family, and in addition to the resources distributed by the Mountain Sect, he can only rely on his own money to buy them. Even if he was refining the fivefold realm, he could only earn thirty or forty gold a month.

As soon as Wen Ping made a move, he was 1,000 gold coins, and he bought a handyman with a cloak of hair, and this kind of person could buy one for 10 gold coins when he went to the handyman market. Sell Hu Er to Wen Ping, that is how rich you will be overnight.

At the same time, at a corner of the martial arts hall, Zhao Yi, who was thinking of going to Li Hua's room to get a change of dirty clothes, heard this sentence very clearly, his pace stopped abruptly, and he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He's a cheap life.

I can't do anything but do laundry and cooking.

It turned out that he was going to do miscellaneous work in the Longhua Martial Arts Pavilion all his life, but now there are people who are willing to spend a thousand gold to help him redeem himself.

Zhao Yi slowly raised his head, touched the corner of his eye with his fingertips, and brought down a crystal teardrop from it.

Silence for a long time!

Suddenly, he muttered, "Is this what it's like to be cared for?"