After listening, Lin Yi frowned.

Unexpectedly, he was one step too late, causing the Severed Arm Monk to escape.

The tiger returns to the mountain, and the henchmen are in great trouble!

What's worse is that this guy actually captured Ah Mao.

Ah Mao, a child, has no power to protect himself, what good end can he do if he falls into the hands of such villains?

Whether it is for Ah Mao or for himself, Lin Yi must catch up with the monk with the broken arm and kill him to get rid of future troubles.

"The jar is gone, the money jar is gone!"

"It must have been stolen by three crooks!"

"Damn, cheat us out of our money, and catch our baby! They should have five thunderstorms all day!"

The villagers searched around the altar but did not find the money jar, and they were so angry that they cursed and were very annoyed.

I finally invited the mage to ask for rain, but it was just a scam from beginning to end.

Not to mention the loss of money, he almost abducted eight children.

The lesson is too profound.

Lin Yi raised his hand, pointed to the east, and said, "You walk one mile east along this road, and stop when you see two corpses, and the money jar is nearby." ”

When the villagers heard this, they were shocked.

I don't know if it's true or not, after all, no one knows Lin Yi's details.

After a moment's hesitation, they decided to find out what was going on and headed east together.

After a while, when I came to the place where Lin Yi said, I saw the bodies of Qiu Feng and the others.

Sure enough, next to the corpse stood a jar filled with money from the villagers.

"Found it! Found it!"

"The Taoist chief is right, the jar is here!"

The villagers were ecstatic and celebrated.

This money is the blood and sweat of each family, offering for rain.

Fortunately, it was not stolen by scammers.

"What about the corpse?"

"Or do you want to bury it?"

The villagers didn't know what to do with the bodies of Qiu Feng and the others.

They were all stunned.

"a fart, two big liars, they deserve to be in the wilderness. ”

"That's it, leave them alone!"

"Why don't you ask the Daoist?"

"Where's the Dao Chief?"

The villagers searched around, but there was no trace of Lin Yi.

They were wary and suspicious of Lin Yi before, but now they have suddenly realized that if Lin Yi hadn't made a timely move, the three liars would have grabbed their baby and ran away with their money.

The losses are immeasurable!

At this time, the old village chief of Lijia Village walked out, touched his beard and said, "I saw that Taoist chief just now." ”

"Lao Li, what did the Taoist chief say?"

"yes, did you leave a message?"

The villagers gathered around and asked questions.

The old village chief coughed lightly and said, "The Taoist chief said to save Ah Mao and let us take care of Ah Mao's grandmother." ”

"What else?"

"No," the old village chief shook his head, "and after the Taoist chief finished speaking, he hurried away. ”

The villagers looked at each other and sighed.

"The Taoist chief has helped us a lot, and we haven't thanked anyone, alas. ”

"Yes, we can't live up to the Dao Chief, whatever the Dao Chief says, we will do it!"

"Yes, I'll take care of Grandma Mao in the future. ”

"And me!"

......

Five miles away, on a small hill.

A dark shadow looked anxiously and waited.

His right arm was mutilated, leaving only one intact left, with a ten-year-old child under his armpit.

It was the Severed Arm Monk and Ah Mao.

He and the two senior brothers agreed to meet here, but after waiting for a cup of tea, Qiu Feng and the others were never seen.

He didn't think it was good.

Could it be that the two senior brothers were killed by that Taoist priest?

Quite possibly!

"No, I can't wait any longer, if that Taoist priest comes to him, how can I be his opponent!"

The monk with the broken arm was so nervous that he didn't dare to risk waiting, so he grabbed Ah Mao tightly and turned to flee.

Mao struggled at first, but then simply gave up.

He knew that he couldn't escape on his own, so it was better to save his strength.

Ah Mao is very smart and wants to leave clues for the Taoist brother, and only the Taoist brother can save him.

What clues do you have?

He groped around on his body, and suddenly touched a few dry steamed buns in his pocket.

That's right!

Ah Mao was overjoyed, and hurriedly reached out to break the steamed bun, broke it into small pieces, and secretly threw it on the ground.

Throw a piece at intervals.

The monk with the broken arm was in a hurry to escape, so how could he pay attention to Ah Mao's movements.

Ah Mao unknowingly left clues, walked all the way, threw all the way.

It seems to be a clumsy method, but it actually makes a big difference.

At this time, Lin Yi was looking east, and he didn't know where to go, when he suddenly saw steamed bun pieces scattered on the ground, which was very strange.

In Anning County, the people lack food and drink, and they will never waste food.

How can these steamed buns be discarded at will?

He thought that when he was in the Taoist temple, Ah Mao put the steamed buns in the pocket of his clothes, and suddenly realized: "This little ghost is quite clever." ”

Obviously, these broken steamed buns are clues deliberately left by Ah Mao.

Lin Yi walked with a step, his legs were windy, and he hurriedly chased forward along the traces of the end of the steamed bun.

It is hoped that the Severed Arm Monk will be killed before he joins his fellow disciples to get rid of the trouble.

An hour later.

The east is white, and the red sun jumps out.

Lin Yi chased more than ten miles in one go, but still didn't catch up.

Thinking about it, the monk with the broken arm was also running desperately, not daring to cross.

It's noon.

Day to three poles.

Lin Yi chased for thirty miles without stopping, and a small town appeared in front of him.

This town is located in the center of Anning County, called "Anning Town", which was once the most prosperous place in Anning County, equivalent to the capital of a country.

It's a pity that because of the drought, the people in the town are not happy, and they have left their hometowns to find another way out.

Nowadays, Anning Town is sparsely populated, and the market is deserted and deserted.

Compared with the excitement half a year ago, there is a world of difference.

"Let go!

"The Taoist priest in front, get out of the way!"

The horse's hooves rattled and chased after them from behind.

Lin Yi looked back and saw two men carrying a carriage on a rampage, and the speed was very fast.

There were large wooden barrels pressed on the car.

There was a rattle in the bucket, and it was filled with water.

Lin Yi quickly ducked aside.

The carriage roared past and ran into the town with a cart of buckets, presumably the carriages and horses of the rich and noble, and it was much faster to fetch water in this way than the poor to carry water.

Keep going.

When he arrived in the town, Lin Yi saw several carriages, all loaded with wooden barrels.

Some went out of town to fetch water, while others fetched water and returned.

Among them, there are also a few officials wearing government uniforms, who should be from the government, and they are also driving to fetch water, going back and forth.

Except for the cars and pedestrians fetching water, the streets are extremely deserted.

The merchants are closed, and occasionally a few small merchants and hawkers are shouting and selling.

Because of the drought, Anning Town is about to become a dead town, which is really miserable.