Chapter 551: Counting the Harvest

The guard took the wooden box without a trace, turned his head to see that there was no one left and right, and followed Fu Shiyi into the cabin, and said quickly:

"Miss Fu, I only know that before you, the people of the Wen family came to visit, and after he left, Lord Wukui asked us to put the sign of your meeting at the end, and seeing that the underground trade fair is about to start, Miss Fu, I am afraid that you will not be able to see our adults today." ”

Fu Shiyi's eyes narrowed.

The Wen family took the lead.

She pondered for a while, left directly from the treasure ship, entered a trading hut for half an hour, and then walked out again, and when she returned to the Fu family's base camp, Fu Zhihong and others, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately surrounded her:

"Eleven, how?"

"Did the people from the Lan Yi Division promise to escort us back to Qinhuai?"

Fu Shiyi shook his head: "I haven't even seen Steward Wen's face." ”

Fu Siyuan frowned: "Then how are we good?"

From the bazaar to the Qinhuaili region, with the flight speed of the Lanyi Sibao ship, it will take three days at the earliest. The distance of the road is evident. Along the way, there must have been countless ambushes of monks, in order to slaughter the lonely fat sheep.

After all, the triennial hunting in the forbidden basin.

Hundreds of years have passed, and there is always a rumor of it.

Some outlaws are not qualified to hunt in the basin, so they will naturally put their minds on those who come out of the basin.

"Eleven, what's going on?" Fu Zhihong frowned: "According to our friendship with Steward Wen, it is impossible for him not to take our orders, Mo Fei, Mo Fei........"

Fu Zhihong suddenly thought of the key, and his eyes lit up: "Could it be that the Wen family's people are doing it?"

Fu Shiyi nodded with a smile.

The sixth sister, who had been bowing her head, also hooked the corners of her mouth.

Fu Siyuan's mind couldn't turn all of a sudden: "Eleven, patriarch, the people of the Wen family are sabotaging, but why do you look happy to see it?"

Fu Shiyi said with a smile: "Wen Changming asked Lan Yisi not to escort us back to Qinhuaili, which means that he should not have passed the news back to the clan, I guess he wants to personally take the treasure back from our hands, so that he can go back to other clans to invite merit, hmph, in this way, let us act cheaply!"

Fu Siyuan nodded suddenly.

But his face was still not very optimistic: "But even if Wen Changming didn't send the news back to the Wen family, with the strength of the four of us, we couldn't return to Qinhuai unharmed." ”

Fu Shiyi smiled comfortingly: "Don't worry, I have found a way." When the time comes, we ........"

Fu Shiyi beckoned, let everyone get together, and said a few words almost inaudibly, Fu Siyuan's face immediately lit up, Fu Zhihong was a little painful, but when he looked at Fu Shiyi's eyes, he was full of pride: "Okay, then act according to the plan of the ten." While the underground trade fair is open, there is still a little time, let's first count the harvest of entering the forbidden basin this time. ”

Everybody's life.

For the sake of various cultivation resources, it is not a panacea.

Fu Siyuan and the three of them looked at Fu Shiyi's storage bag with fiery eyes.

Fu Shiyi had already prepared, patted the storage bag, and suddenly there were a hill-like wooden boxes piled up on the ground, and the four of them, including the late Magu, were all kept by Fu Shiyi in the forbidden land, and everyone was still a little excited to see so many wooden boxes at once.

"Then let's start counting. ”

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