Linghu Chong heard Dingyi's footsteps getting closer and closer, and had no choice but to hide the wine jar under the stove.

"Who is drinking here?" Ding Yi strode in angrily, and when he looked around, he saw Ling Hu Chong and the two disciples who were not successful.

"Ling Hu Chong, I have already read your master's letter, Master Yue has made a big fuss, you can go down the mountain and go back now. Ding Yi said lightly.

Ling Hu Chong smiled and said, "Master, are you in such a hurry to drive me away? The child I brought yesterday was rescued by your faction, I don't know what happened now?"

Ding Yi said expressionlessly: "She woke up just now, and the injury has stopped, if she wants to heal, it will take seven days and half a month." ”

Ling Hu Chong noticed that Ding Yi's face was getting more and more ugly, and immediately said goodbye: "Master, since this is the case, then we will go down the mountain, and you old man will not send it." ”

"Hmm. Dingyi nodded.

Ling Hu Chong quickly left the firewood room, and after a while, there was a roar from behind him: "Yiyu, Yihe, you two brutes actually broke the abstinence of drinking! Get up for me......"

Linghu Chong secretly said "Amitabha", then rushed to the bedroom of the nunnery to bring Xie Yun'er out, and after saying some words of thanks again, he went down the mountain.

In other words, the effect of the Hengshan faction's "White Cloud Bear Bile Pill" is really not covered, and Yun'er can be restored in such a short period of time, of course, Ling Hu Chong did not forget Dingyi's warning, Xiao Yun'er can be cured in as little as seven days and more than half a month!

Linghu Chong estimated that the current Hengshan was upset by the taste of the jar of wine, right? This kind of wine fragrance is really not an ordinary hotel with water wine can do, think that only the boss personally treasures the wine to drink is the real thing!

I hope the nun who cooked at noon was not Yilin......

Ling Hu Chong sketched in his mind what kind of chemical reaction would happen when fire met wine......

Because the original mountain road up the mountain was full of corpses, in order to prevent the children from seeing such a bloody scene, Ling Hu Chong took Yun'er to choose the opposite way down the mountain.

"Big brother, will there be any more wild wolves coming out to bite us?" Yun'er asked in a low voice.

"Not anymore. Ling Hu Chong glanced at the side of the mountain behind him and said lightly

Although the purpose of this letter is boring, but several good things have been done along the way, and I believe that after the bloodbath last night, there will be no innocent passers-by or residents in the Hengshan area who were torn to pieces by wild wolves at midnight.

Because there was no need to rush back to Huashan, Ling Hu Chong took Yun'er to wander all the way. Anyway, Lao Yue didn't set a deadline for the task of delivering the letter this time, so it didn't matter if Ling Hu Chong wanted to play with him outside for ten days and half a month!

During this period, Ling Hu Chong once again asked Yun'er whether she would like to go back to the beggar gang or go to Huashan with her, and the latter hesitated a little and still chose to go to Huashan.

Because he couldn't eat breakfast, Linghu Chong was still hungry, and at this time the breakfast had already begun to open, but he had no money in his pocket, and now he could also experience the feeling of no money a little.

"Steal it, no, now in public, if it is exposed......, it will be embarrassing and lose a lot of hair!

Just when Linghu Chong was helpless. He was greeted by a shiny nouveau riche man, a small but fat man, flanked by two servants who seemed to be armed with clubs.

"It looks like it's rich. This was the first conclusion that Ling Hu Chong came to.

"It's not good, white peeling, the money rooster white peeling is coming! Quickly close the stall, quickly!"

"Oops, why is he here again......"

For a while, such complaints spread all over the street, and Hu Chong could hear that these people seemed to be very uninterested in this so-called "white pickpocket".

"Today is the end of the month again. It's the day of your tax payment again, and you know that the price has risen this month, so the relative tax has also raised you a little, and each stall is not much for fifty cents. Bai Peel said horizontally.

Judging by its tone. Ling Hu Chong knew that it was not as simple as a day or two for this guy to be powerful here, and he decided to stop and take a look at the situation at that moment.

"Ahh

"That's it! It's too much! Master Bai, we really can't afford it!"

"yes, yes, I can't take it out......"

There was another cry of pleading in the street. Apparently such heavy taxation is beyond their means.

"Don't talk nonsense! This is my territory, if you don't want to do business here, you will leave tomorrow, and Master Ben will never stop you. But you can't lose a penny of tax money!" Bai Peel said mercilessly, and at the same time glanced at the two servants.

The two minions immediately understood, looked at the sticks in their hands, and said in unison: "What are you yelling about? Our master said that you should pay your taxes, and you have to listen! Otherwise, don't blame our brother for being ruthless!"

As soon as these words came out, the people on the street didn't dare to say a word, because they knew how powerful these two people were, but Ling Hu Chong couldn't help but smile, I'm afraid that such neat words are not just a simple tacit understanding, right? I don't know how many times I have rehearsed in private!

Bai Papi carried a jar, and walked through each stall one by one with two minions to collect taxes and money, so that no one can take it himself!

Although those stall owners were miserable, they still obediently threw fifty wen into it due to the long-term coercion.

Ling Hu Chong looked at these stall owners' expressions were all depressed, and sighed secretly, although they suffered the pain of exploitation, but these people could at least survive, Ling Hu Chong was still hungry, and he really didn't have the leisure to take care of such idle things.

"Hey, old fellow, don't try to pretend to be garlic to get by! You can't pay a single cent less than fifty cents in taxes!" Bai Papi walked up to a thin old man in his seventies and said.

"Master Bai, please let me go! the villain really can't make up so much money!" the thin old man cried.

"No money, what's bulging in your bag? Go, bring me his bag!" The corner of his white peel eyes glanced at the bag on the thin old man's waist and said to the two minions.

The two minions answered, and they stepped forward to grab it, and the thin old man held the bag and didn't let go.

"Let go, old man, or you're welcome!"

"Please, don't take my grandson's life-saving money!

The two minions paused their movements and glanced at each other, and scolded: "Don't listen to this old immortal's nonsense, he just doesn't want to pay taxes!"

Xie Yun'er's little face was slightly pale, this was because the injury had not completely healed, and her eyes were full of anger and resentment when she looked at Bai Pi! (To be continued......)