"I've seen three mages. Dong Xiaoping and the three of them got up and made a move.

One of the older monks said, "I'm a mountain patrol monk, and I ask you, did you kill a blood-eyed sheep just now?"

Dong Xiaoping said: "No, you see where we killed a blood-eyed sheep, and our long knife hand is gone." “

Another chubby monk pointed to Dong Xiaoping's spear and said, "His spear head is gone, it shouldn't be a lie." ”

The third black thin monk nodded when he saw this.

The elder monk said, "You have a point, but people should not look good, so collect their blood first." ”

The chubby monk disagreed, "Senior brother, this group of people doesn't need it, you see it's getting dark, let's collect them one by one I don't know when we will get them." What's more, there are a lot of private fights in Xishan, and they can't be cleaned, so they should have never seen them. ”

The elder monk shook his head, "The one who died today is different, he sent a cigarette for assistance, and the quality is quite good, I don't know which old son, we still have to try to do things well." ”

The chubby monk pursed his lips, but said nothing more.

At this time, the black thin monk took out something like an ink inkstone and asked Dong Xiaoping and the three of them to put some blood on it.

Of course, Dong Xiaoping and the three of them didn't dare to have any opinions, so they could only cooperate with them, cut their fingers with a knife, and put a few drops of blood on the ink inkstone-like thing.

After standing for a while, the black thin monk took out a small bottle from his arms, opened it and dripped a few drops of red liquid, and then seemed to cast some kind of spell, and those few drops of red liquid, making a sizzling sound, quickly evaporated.

The chubby monk smiled, "As I expected. ”

"Let's go," the older monk turned to leave, expressionless.

The other two monks also quickly followed, and before long, they disappeared from the field of vision of Dong Xiaoping and the others.

As soon as he saw them leave, Dongfang Yan exhaled fiercely and said, "I'm really glad, I'm glad!"

Huang Qing wiped her forehead with his hand and said, "They should have collected the blood from Zhang Laosan's injury." ”

Dongfang Yanyou looked at the direction in which the three monks left, nodded and said, "Definitely, they are comparing blood, fortunately, except for Zhang Laosan, none of us were injured." ”

Dong Xiaoping said with a smile: "Fortunately, Zhang Laosan has a stomach." ”

The crowd laughed.

At this time, Zhang Laosan came out from behind a big tree not far away, waved his hand and said in a low voice: "Let's go down the mountain quickly, I scared my grandfather to death just now!"

It was almost evening, and they reached the foot of the mountain.

When they reached the base of the mountain, they found a secluded place and began to divide their things.

Dong Xiaoping was very strange and asked them why they didn't go back to the East City or the West Market. Zhang Laosan explained that if you go back to Dongshi, there are too many variables in front of everyone's eyes, and it is difficult to find a secret place that everyone agrees on, so it is better to find a random place in the wilderness, and over time it has become the rule of the customs of the mountain beaters.

Before dividing things, everyone first studied this spiritual weapon called "Explosive Stick".

Listening to the Liu family, the popping stick has no spiritual energy and can't be used, they tried it, and sure enough, it has no special effect at all, just like an ordinary stick, but the Liu family did use the blasting stick to knock over the bloody-eyed sheep before.

Dongfang Yan guessed that it was estimated that the blow might be the last blow, and then it was in a state of complete lack of spiritual energy, and if you wanted to use it, you had to go to a special store to replenish your spiritual energy. Everyone has never used a spiritual weapon, so they can only believe Dongfang Yan who has read books.

When it was divided, there was a bit of a disagreement.

First, Dongfang Yan advocated selling spiritual weapons, so that the money earned could at least be enough for the four of them to rest for a year without having to fight the mountain. Zhang Laosan and Huang Qing resolutely opposed, Zhang Laosan's reason was that he needed a good weapon to fight the mountain, and how good it would be to keep it for himself, and Huang Qing's reason was that selling this thing was eye-catching, which would cause trouble.

The second is that Zhang Laosan advocates that Dong Xiaoping is the same as everyone else. But Huang Qing objected, Huang Qing said that Dong Xiaoping has the greatest merit and ability, and he should share a little more, otherwise this guy will not last long, what is the use of keeping the spiritual weapon, Dongfang Yan also agrees with Huang Qing.

In the end, it was decided to keep the spiritual weapon, not to distribute it for the time being, and it could not be distributed, and it was kept by Zhang Laosan, mainly because the man he cut with his hands had the largest handle, and everyone was relatively relieved of him.

As for the question of whether to give Dong Xiaoping any money, there is basically no doubt about it now, first, they still want to continue to cooperate with Dong Xiaoping, and second, everyone is on the thief ship when they kill people together, and if they don't give Dong Xiaoping money, they have to kill him, otherwise there will be trouble.

A total of eleven plants of Boiling Blood Grass were harvested this time.

In the end, Huang Qing got two, Zhang Laosan and Dongfang Yan got five, and Dong Xiaoping got four. Dongfang Yan subsidized Zhang Laosan with three taels of silver and asked for three plants.

Dong Xiaoping finally let go of a stone in his heart, if they didn't give him any money today, then he would have to find another way.

Usually they fight the mountain, and Uncle Li's share is almost the same as Dong Xiaoping's proportion, but the total harvest is much less, often hitting the mountain once, and each person gets a boiling blood grass, so everyone is quite satisfied with the harvest of this mountain.

The four of them wanted to get back to West City before dark, so they sped up. At this time, Dong Xiaoping's strength was basically recovered, so it was not a problem to hurry.

When I was about to arrive at the West Market, I suddenly heard a female voice coming, "Four little brothers, please stay!"

It's not particularly desolate, with a few yards scattered along the road. At the gate of one of the courtyards, a young girl in Tsing Yi was standing and waving to them.

The four of them didn't know what was going on, so Zhang Laosan asked, "Little girl, is there something wrong?"

The girl in green clothes said: "My master is a mage, and now I need to repair the house by manpower, I want to ask you to help, and I will thank you after I finish it." ”

Everyone is very tired when they come here, and Zhang Laosan still has a calf injury, plus he has already made a lot of money, so he doesn't want to work at this time.

So Huang Qing said: "We just came back from the mountain, you see that he still has a calf injury, and it's so late now, I'm afraid he won't be able to work." ”

The girl in Tsing Yi also seemed to be a little embarrassed when she saw this, "But...... Can you please hold on......"

"Xiaomin, why are you talking to them so much, just say that I have requisitioned them. A female voice came from the courtyard.

The girl in Tsing Yi said with some embarrassment when she heard this: "A few little brothers, please ...... inside I'm really sorry, but don't worry, my master is still more generous with money. ”

Except for Dong Xiaoping, everyone was a little depressed.

Dong Xiaoping asked, "What does it mean to levy hair?"

Without waiting for Xiao Min to answer, Huang Qing said: "There is a rule in Qingbo Gate, all Qingbo monks have the right to levy mortals to assist in the work in an emergency, and mortals must cooperate, but they are only used to repair the house, he~ It's rare." ”

"Hey, everyone has been requisitioned, and her arms can't twist her thighs! Let's go, hurry up and fix the house for her and go home." Dongfang Yan sighed.

The girl in Tsing Yi didn't refute it when she heard this, but silently led the four into the courtyard.

There was a woman standing in the courtyard, dressed in the usual monk's costume of the Qingbo Gate, with white skin and a slightly chubby body.

Everyone made a gesture and said unevenly, "I've seen the mage." ”

The friar let out a casual "um".

At this moment, a stuffed animal came out from behind her, and on closer inspection, it was a fairy civet.

As soon as Dongfang Yan saw the fairy civet, he immediately took a few steps back and exclaimed: "Everyone stand far away, this civet has no neck band, be careful of hurting people!"

Everyone took a few steps back when they heard this.

The friar laughed, "Baby, come and say hello to everyone." ”

But the civet ignored her, and rolled on the ground and played.

The nun rubbed the civet's head affectionately and said, "Don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt. The baby is uncomfortable with a neckband, so I took it when I was at home. I've laid eight spiritual lanterns in the courtyard, so there are auras everywhere here, so it won't attack you mortals. ”

Everyone looked at it, and sure enough, there was a stone pillar not far away in the courtyard, and there was a lamp at the top of the pillar, but there was no wick flame, but a small stone, which should be a spirit stone.

Because mortals can't feel the aura, everyone doesn't know what the effect is, but at least for now, it seems that this fairy civet really has no desire to attack, so he put his mind at ease for the time being.

"Okay, I'll take a bath, I'll practice after taking a bath, don't bother me if there's nothing to do. Xiao Min, you arrange for them to work, and give them a tael of silver when they leave, but they are not allowed to leave until they are done. The friar went to the door of the house, turned back and said, "Also, let them be careful when they work, so as not to smash the baby." ”

Everyone looked at each other, there was no way, they could only finish it first, this friar was not right to ask for it indiscriminately, but if she offended her by refusing, the ghost knew what trouble would be caused, but she was a monk.

There is a big tree in the yard that is not very tall, and there is a fairy night light hanging on the tree, and there are a lot of logs and timber under the tree. Xiao Min led everyone to the big tree and introduced the work - what he said about repairing the house was actually to build a small house on the tree for the fairy civet.

Because the tree is not too tall and people can climb it, it is not too difficult, and the reward of one or two silver is actually sufficient. However, this kind of domineering levy made everyone uncomfortable, and asked everyone to rush to work overnight.

I had no choice but to get the job done first.

The four of them discussed for a while and assigned work. Dongfang Yan and Dong Xiaoping are more flexible and are responsible for assembling on the tree, while Huang Qing and Zhang Laosan are responsible for processing on the ground.

Xiao Min was okay and brought them water and food.

While they were working, the civet was wandering around, and they were a little nervous at first, afraid that the civet would go berserk, but gradually, everyone got used to it.

However, sometimes out of curiosity, the fairy civet comes to pull the plank tools in their hands from time to time, and they are not easy to scold, so they can't work with peace of mind.

And it always runs under the big tree to play, which also makes Dongfang Yan and Dong Xiaoping, who are assembling on the tree, very nervous, for fear that the things in their hands will not be held firmly and fall and hit it, although it is estimated that there is no problem with its rough skin and thick flesh, but its hostess may not necessarily let them go.