The world's first loose repair

Chapter 25
Personal protection is an extremely dangerous profession, far more dangerous than other underground professions.It is said that among the ten personal protectors, only three can enjoy their old age in peace, and the rest all died of unforeseen circumstances.

But as Mu Ye said, life forces you to do it even if it is dangerous.Otherwise, what they are facing is not a bandit, but a behemoth like Tianlanzong.

When Mu Ye came to the meeting place, it was already Zishi.In addition to the fat old man, there were two other young people present, presumably they were also personal protectors who took over the job.

Saying hello to each other is considered to be an acquaintance.They didn't report each other's families, after all, they just came out to eat and eat, and they didn't intend to be friends.However, the other two young men have very distinctive figures, one is eight feet tall and as thin as a bamboo pole; the other is not six feet tall, but is as fat as a tree stump.One tall and one short, one thin and one fat, the contrast is extremely sharp.Moreover, the way the two talked very familiarly made Mu Ye wonder if they were a pair of mutant brothers.

After loading the goods into the carriage, the four of them set off.

The fat old man's spirit beast cart was pulled by two spotted bunny beasts.This Banmo beast is about the same size as an iron rhinoceros, about half a foot high and one foot long, with a two-foot-long single horn on its head, which looks very powerful.However, this kind of spirit beast has a docile temperament and good endurance, so it is often domesticated and used as a load-bearing spirit beast.

Most interspatial rings have limited capacity, and can only hold some elixirs and magic weapons.For a business like ore smuggling, a spirit beast is still required.

Among the four, the fat old man sat in the compartment of the spirit beast car, the tall young man was in charge of driving, and the short young man and Mu Ye were in charge of vigilance one after the other.This small smuggling team embarked on their own journey.

Soon, Mu Ye and the others arrived at the gate of Luocheng.

Tianlanzong has strict restrictions on entering and leaving the city, especially before and after the tax payment day, they are only allowed to enter and not allowed to leave. The fear is that ordinary people who cannot pay the tax will escape from the Tianlanzong's jurisdiction.

But when he came to the gate of the city, the fat old man just whispered a few words to the monk guarding the city, and then drove away from the side door, which surprised Mu Ye a little.You know, ordinary people need to go through extremely cumbersome procedures if they want to leave the city, but this fat old man just said something lightly.

It seems that the smugglers also have some roots and backgrounds.Mu Ye sighed inwardly.

From Luocheng to Liangcheng, there is a direct road.But since it was smuggled, Mu Ye and the others would naturally not follow the official path.Around those winding forest paths and rugged mountain roads, several people hurried on their way without stopping.Although it was bumpy, there was no danger along the way, so it was a smooth ride.

After walking like this in the middle of the night, after dawn, the four of Mu Ye had already arrived at Tsinghua City, which is a hundred miles away from Luo City.

Tsinghua City is a small city. Compared with Los Angeles City, it is much inferior in terms of population and location.There are no special products, and it is not conspicuous, so the fat old man chose this place as his first foothold.

Driving the spirit beast car around and around, Mu Ye and the others came to a dilapidated two-story inn and stopped.The fat old man got out of the carriage and said to everyone: "Today, I will rest here during the day and continue on my way at night." After finishing speaking, he walked towards the inn first.

This is Mu Ye's first time smuggling, and he doesn't know the rules, so he just listens to the fat old man's orders.

The fat old man looked very familiar with the innkeeper, and the two of them even exchanged a few words in a low voice, and then a waiter brought breakfast over.

Only monks who have reached the state of Bifu can not eat whole grains.A cultivator like Mu Ye who cultivates Qi has a greater need for food than ordinary people.In addition, it was a long night of exhaustion, so Mu Ye didn't care about anything else, just immersed himself in eating.

Just after drinking two bowls of porridge, the door of the inn was pushed open again, and then two people in gray linen came in.One of them was tall and thin, wearing a bamboo hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

Like this kind of inn, usually regular customers will come.In other words, only smugglers would come to this inn to rest, and Mu Ye knew this in his heart.So when he saw those two people coming in, Mu Ye looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, and turned a blind eye to them, just concentrating on eating.

Those two also lowered their heads, did not look at Mu Ye's group, picked a remote corner, asked for some breakfast, and started eating.

Among smugglers, the most feared thing is to be broken by an acquaintance.So even if they are in the same place, they don't observe each other and don't talk to each other. This can be regarded as the rule of this industry.

"Brother Lin, the goods this time are not simple, we have to be careful." After two mouthfuls of porridge, one of the sackclothed men lowered his voice, and said to the thin and tall man: "But brother Lin, you should not be short of money, why? Are you here to run private goods too?"

The tall and thin man shook his head, with a flash of anger in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Hmph, it's a long story. Two days ago was my junior sister's 16th birthday, and I tried my best to get a sixth-grade one." A magic weapon as a congratulatory gift. I thought I could win her favor by relying on this, but I didn’t expect a casual cultivator to kill me halfway and gave me a pill, which made me lose face. I ran a private job this time because of helplessness. The six Pinfabao spent all my money, and it is impossible for me to go to my father to ask for compensation because of this."

Hearing what the tall and thin man said, the sackclothed man nodded and said, "Sixth grade magic weapon? No wonder you are so tight, brother Lin, you are going out to run smuggled goods. But I am curious, what kind of medicine did that rogue cultivator send you? Can it beat your congratulatory gift?"

"Pifu Pill!" said the tall and thin man bitterly.

"What? Bifu Pill?!" Hearing what the tall and thin man said, the sackclothed man exclaimed, "This kind of thing can be used as a congratulatory gift? Why is the casual cultivator so crazy?!"

"Who knows. It is said that the kid's master sent it here. If there is a chance, I will definitely kill that bastard." The tall and thin man took a sip of porridge and snorted heavily: "Forget it, don't mention this It's a disappointment. This time I got a sixth-grade elixir from my grandfather, we have to act as soon as possible. Otherwise, if he finds out that I am smuggling, I will be punished."

The man in linen nodded, but his eyes were still full of shock.

...

Although the voices of the conversation between the two were very low, as a cultivator in Qi Cultivation, Mu Ye's hearing was much better than that of ordinary people.So the conversation between the two fell into his ears verbatim.

"A coming-of-age ceremony? A sixth-grade magic weapon? Pifu Pill?" These words hit Mu Ye's strong nerves like a big hammer.If nothing else happened, one of the two smugglers in sackcloth in the corner should be an "acquaintance" of Mu Ye.

The speed at which Mu Ye drank the porridge slowed down significantly, and his head was pressed even lower.Seeing this, the fat old man sitting opposite him frowned slightly, and asked, "Know those two colleagues?"

Mu Ye nodded, with a trace of helplessness on his face, he said: "Yes, and it's a bit festive. Not surprisingly, that tall, thin man in sackcloth and a bamboo hat should be a disciple of the Qingzhu Peak of the Misty Sky Sect."

"Sect disciple?" Hearing what Mu Ye said, the fat old man narrowed his eyes and asked, "How did you offend him?"

"At a banquet, I humiliated him, and then he took it to heart." Mu Ye said helplessly, "You know, sect disciples don't have big hearts."

The fat old man's eyes narrowed, and the fat on his face tightened instantly, as if he was weighing something.After a while, he opened his mouth and said: "Since this is the case, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's leave here now." After finishing speaking, he winked at Muye and the others, and wanted to leave the inn.

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Mu Ye wanted to leave with the fat old man.Before leaving, he couldn't help but sneak a glance at the sackclothed man, wanting to confirm whether the tall and thin man was Lin Yan.

However, it was this glance that got Mu Ye into big trouble.

The two men in sackcloth in the corner also glanced quietly when they saw that Mu Ye and his party were about to leave.

The eyes of Mu Ye and Lin Yan collided instantly.

The two eyes that were as sharp as blades caused faint ripples in the air.

Looking for sharp collections and recommendations.

(End of this chapter)