Li Jing felt that the red boy's style was different from what the innkeeper said, so after going up to the second floor, Li Jing said to Mao Xiaowei:

"Red Boy wants to spend 1,000 catties of spirit stones to help us open a store to sell sauce donkey meat, and he wants to share half of our income from the business of selling sauce donkey meat. ”

Nezha listened to Li Jing's words and immediately became angry and said:

"Our can of sauce donkey meat can be sold for four or five thousand catties of spirit stones! That bastard only needs a thousand catties of spirit stones to share half of our income, it's really too much. ”

Li Jing glanced at Nezha and said:

"Don't talk nonsense, this is not too much for the red boy, according to the red boy's style, he should do it to me as soon as he comes up, maybe in order to get the secret recipe of the sauce donkey meat so this method is used, it is estimated that there will be means later. ”

Mao Xiaowei listened to Li Jing's words and remembered the various conspiracies he had seen in film and television dramas in his previous life, so Mao Xiaowei said to Li Jing and others:

"Put the golden ticket that can be exchanged for a thousand catties of spirit stones here, everyone will sleep with me at night, open the window at night, no matter what conspiracy the red boy has, he can't help us." ”

"Yes, teacher. ”

Li Jing and others responded.

Li Jing said that he would go downstairs to buy food, while Zhu Gangguan and Yang Jian went to the street to buy a few machetes, wrapped them and brought them back to the guest room.

Then everyone waited quietly in the guest room for the night to come.

The innkeeper also felt that Red Boy would not spare Li Jing and the others so lightly, but he was powerless to stop Red Boy from doing anything, so he could only inform the second child in the store to go home early to avoid trouble.

It was getting dark, and Li Jing and the others, who had been sitting on the floor of the guest room for a long time, were also a little sleepy, and their nerves had been highly tense, just waiting for the red child to arrive.

But when they arrived, they didn't hear any movement, Li Jing and the others finally couldn't hold it anymore and all fell asleep, only Mao Xiaowei and Zhu Gangguan still had their eyes open.

At this time, several black-clothed people appeared on the street, led by a fat man, a shopkeeper in the inn had been standing in the shadows of the corner, and when he saw this group of black-clothed people, Xiaoer immediately greeted him with a smile:

"Boss, the people from Lijia Village are all asleep in the upper room of Tianzi No. 1, and they seem to be wary of you. ”

"Didn't you say they inquired about me? They must have known my way of doing things, and it was normal for them to be wary of me, but now that I have gone, they should have let their guard down. ”

It was a fat man dressed in black.

The fat man didn't pay any attention to the inn's shopkeeper, and walked straight into the inn with the man in black, and then walked upstairs.

Walking to the door of the upper room where Mao Xiaowei lived, a thin man in black used a piece of cardboard to open the door bolt.

The room was pitch black, and there was an even sound of breathing coming from the darkness.

The fat man in black was very satisfied, and whispered:

"Little ones, tie them up and find the golden tickets. ”

Several thin men in black who followed the fat man in black immediately took off the chains on their backs and walked lightly towards the people who were faintly visible in the guest room.

But as soon as the men in black took two steps forward, a voice came from the darkness:

"Bajie hands. ”

Then the fat man in black saw a chubby black shadow suddenly pounce on his men, and then his men were thrown out like kites with broken strings, and the screams were so loud that they obviously did not survive.

The fat man in black was shocked:

"There are actually martial artists in the Xuanwu Realm among the villagers. ”

But the fat man in black did not stop because there was a martial artist in the Xuanwu Realm, but said loudly:

"Rob, hand over all the spirit stones and golden tickets on your bodies. ”

The fat man in black said this, but he didn't dare to go to the depths of the dark room, he was worried that there were stronger warriors waiting for him inside, and he needed light now, so he put his hand in his pocket and felt the fire fold.

Just when the fat man in black was about to touch the fire fold, a strong suction force sucked his head, his body suddenly leaned forward involuntarily, and rushed forward, and then he felt a sharp pain in his head in the dark, as if he was hit by a pair of hard objects, and then the fat man in black felt that the scene in front of him quickly regressed, and the whole person was kicked into the air, flew out of the door of the guest room, and fell straight downstairs.

The horror and pain made him cry and curse:

"Oops,. “

Then he flew into the air and heard a voice from behind him:

"Boy, this kick was given to you by Yuan Shi Tianzun. ”

The fat man in black was the red boy, and the whole person was not good after being hit the head, but after all, he was a martial artist of the third grade of the Xuanwu Realm, even if he was hit hard, he fell from a height of six meters in the air and did not hurt his muscles and bones, but he was in severe pain all over his body, barely got up, and staggered away, he had already sensed from the strength of the kick in the head that the strong man named Yuan Shi Tianzun had at least the strength of the fourth grade of the Xuanwu Realm.

"In the face of such a strong man, he can only use the strength of the sect to suppress it. “

The red boy who staggered and ran away said secretly in his heart.

And Mao Xiaowei received the long-lost electronic synthesized sound:

"Received the hatred of the future Holy Child King Red Child is worth a hundred points. ”

"Received the hatred of the future Holy Child King Red Child is worth a hundred points. ”

"Fifty points of hatred for receiving the future Holy Child King, Red Child. ”

Fifty points of hatred for receiving the future Holy Child King, Red Child. “

earned 300 hatred points at once, which made Mao Xiaowei feel a little fuller, and in the days when he didn't earn hatred points, he felt empty, lonely and cold.

Mao Xiaowei originally wanted to take advantage of the victory and chase after him and make up a few more hooves on the red boy's head, but he thought that doing so would likely expose himself, and exposing himself was likely to provoke the Bull Demon King, and if he provoked the Bull Demon King, he couldn't make a fortune quietly.

When Zhu Gangguan beat the little ruffian just now, Li Jing and the others woke up, and Bajie is the legal name given to Zhu Gangguan by Mao Xiaowei.

Seeing that the red boy rolled on the ground and ran away, Li Jing asked Mao Xiaowei:

"Teacher, let's beat the son of the hall master of the Red Cloud Hall, what should we do next?"

"Throw the corpses of those little ruffians away first, and then divide the thousand catties of spirit stones equally and absorb them, don't waste them. “

Mao Xiaowei said.

Li Jing was stunned when he heard this:

"Teacher, the 1,000 catties of spirit stones were opened by the red boy for us, today the red boy is obviously pretending to be a robber to rob the spirit stone, without the 1,000 catties of spirit stones, he will not be able to open the store tomorrow, and then the red boy will be able to mobilize more strength to attack us. ”

Mao Xiaowei gritted his teeth and smiled:

"It doesn't matter, Hongyuntang just wants to sauce donkey meat, if the red boy comes to make trouble, hand me over, after handing me over, the red boy may retaliate against you, so you have to use me as a bargaining chip to exchange for more spirit stones, and then take the spirit stones to open mines on the territory of other sects.