Chapter 5: A Lot of Small Town Stories (1)
Ouyang happened to look back with the middle-aged man, and Xiao Ziyao and Xiao Ling were gone.
"It's okay, someone is following. ”
But the guards were also gone, which made Ouyang Qiqiao breathe a sigh of relief.
"There's a yellow-eyed walking corpse there!" someone on the wall said, pointing to somewhere beneath the wall.
"Yellow-eyed walking corpse?" Looking at the yellow-eyed walking corpse, the middle-aged man frowned slightly, remembered Xiao Ziyao's words, and jumped down.
"Protection!" The yellow-eyed corpse noticed the middle-aged man's murderous aura, and hurriedly played the flute and gathered a large number of green-eyed corpses to surround him.
"Hey!" the middle-aged man smiled, his hand flicking quickly on the abacus.
"Money Rain!"
Due to the rhythm of his hand, the beads flew into the sky above the walking corpse, forming a layer of 'bead cloud'.
"Fall!" the middle-aged man pointed to his finger.
'Woo', 'Woo', 'Woo'...... The bead fell quickly, making a screeching sound through the air.
"Quack quack", the walking corpses around the yellow-eyed walking corpse shouted after being hit by the beads, and some of them had beads in their heads, and they died directly, dripping green liquid all over the ground.
The yellow-eyed walking corpse did not panic, picked up the bone flute and continued to blow, 'boom boom boom', the army of walking corpses not far away accelerated the attack, the city gate was faintly shaking, and a large piece of brick fragments fell on it.
"Damn!" the middle-aged man cursed, and then raised the golden abacus in his hand, and in the darkness, the abacus glowed brightly.
More than a dozen people jumped down from the city wall and lined up behind the middle-aged man.
"Money waterlogging!"
With the shouting of the middle-aged man, the dozen or so people behind him, their movements were very neat, they took out the abacus on their bodies, quickly dialed them, and the beads gathered in the sky above the walking corpse, which was more dense than the money rain, and there was no gap at all.
"Quack quack", where the beads fell, the walking corpses were not spared, and the green liquid was all over the ground.
"Now it's up to you what you do!"
The middle-aged man stared at the yellow-eyed walking corpse alone.
"What to do!"
"Oh, you can talk. Hearing the yellow-eyed walking corpse speak, the middle-aged man was surprised.
The yellow-eyed walking corpse stopped talking, took out the bone flute and continued to blow, "Boom, boom, boom, the shaking at the city gate is getting bigger and bigger, as if it is about to collapse."
"Look for death!" the middle-aged man felt that his authority had been insulted.
With a flick of his hand, a money pendant was used against the yellow-eyed walking corpse.
But at this time, the yellow-eyed walking corpse continued to blow the bone flute, commanding the army not far away to attack the city.
Seeing that the beads were about to hit his head, suddenly a shadow flashed.
As if it had hit something hard, the bead bounced back and flew towards the middle-aged man at a faster speed.
"Huh. The middle-aged man didn't care, picked up the abacus and made a stop, there was no other sound, only the sound of beads turning on the abacus.
"Those who are taught by money will die!" said the mysterious figure.
"Money Pillar!" The middle-aged man sensed the danger of this mysterious figure and hurriedly ordered.
The hands of the people behind him turned and condensed, and all the beads converged into a huge bead in the air, and then as soon as the middle-aged man put his hand, the bead pillar fell down.
The mysterious figure did not dodge, allowing the beads to fall on him.
The middle-aged man believed very much in his feelings, because it was obtained from years on the verge of life and death.
"Retreat!" he decided.
'Boom' is not the sound of the city wall collapsing, but the sound of the 'bead pillar' falling to the ground.
The middle-aged man looked back, and instantly gasped, only to see that the bead pillar that could flatten a small hill with this trick cracked as if it had been split by something.
He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, glad for his decision, this was by no means someone he could handle, at least two apologists would have to join forces.
'Boom, boom, boom', this time it was the sound of the city wall collapsing, the siege cone broke through the city gate, and the wall of the Eight Immortals City collapsed a big gap.
'Whoa', the walking corpse screamed and rushed into the city.
"Suffer!" the middle-aged man yelled.
"What should I do?" Ouyang Qi asked hurriedly.
"Go to the south city wall, find Senior Ji, quick!"
The middle-aged man shouted to the people who were stunned on the city wall: "Go to the south city wall!"
"Okay, you stay here and die! Let's go!" Seeing that they didn't move, the middle-aged man was so angry that he threw down this sentence and left with his own people.
"Senior Sister Ouyang. The rest of the people looked at each other and had no choice but to ask Ouyang Qiqiao for help.
"Let's go!" Ouyang Qiqiao said, then stopped talking, took up light skills, and hurriedly followed behind the middle-aged man and his party.
"Senior Sister Zhang?"
"Let's go with my sister!"
Everyone glanced at each other, and had no choice but to walk unhurriedly to the southern city wall.
"Hahahaha, don't go, whoever is taught by money must die!"
"Ahh
"Ahh
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I don't know who said it, and then the screams came and went.
"We... Ahh
"No, no...... Ahh
"It's not money that taught me!" someone finally shouted.
"Isn't it?" Wei Mao stopped, and the rest of the people took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief.
But when Xiao Ziyao was about to leave, Xiao Ling grabbed the corner of his clothes and refused to let him go.
"Xiaoling, aren't you hungry?"
Xiao Ling nodded, shook her head again, and her hand was tightly grasped, refusing to let go.
"I'll just shout at the door, okay?" Xiao Ziyao saw Xiao Ling's fear.
Xiao Ling hesitated for a moment, then finally let go of her hand and nodded.
"Shopkeeper, a few dishes, a bowl of rice!" Xiao Ziyao shouted downstairs, attracting the attention of the people up and down the inn.
"No problem. A dull voice came from the back hall of the inn, and Xiao Ziyao returned to the room.
He was greeted by Xiao Ling's hug, Xiao Ziyao touched her head, but his tone became cold.
"Xiaoling, if there is no accident, it will come tomorrow. Xiao Ziyao really didn't understand why Ouyang Qiqiao and Pang Shihua were talking in the lobby, there were many eyes and mixed people.
I thought that no one would hear the whispers I said, but it was ridiculous, and their words were heard clearly by myself.
"Rumors? I'm the one who likes 'reasoning' the most. Xiao Ziyao smiled confidently.
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The room of the Qian Sect was arranged in the southeast corner of the inn, and at this time, in a room, next to a table, Pang Shihua spat at the three people, and told them all the words of Ouyang Qiqiao.
"Pang Gongzi, let's stop for a while. ”
"What's wrong?" Pang Shihua paused, but he didn't understand why they interrupted him.
The three of them looked at each other, and finally the person on the far left spoke: "Pang Gongzi, we basically know what you mean, but what's in it for us to do this?"
"Benefits?" Pang Shihua was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself what his junior sister said, where did the benefits come from? It's just making wedding dresses for others.
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