I Really Don’t Want To Make Money

I Really Don’t Want To Make Money Chapter 12

2021-07-27

Chapter 12 The Taoist who always walks ahead of you!

Great Xia Dynasty, Qing Ming State, Guangshan Territory, Nanquan County.

It is 200 miles away from Fengyuan Mountain, which belongs to the periphery zone of Guangshan Territory.

On the official road, on the right side of the road, there is a person walking slowly.

This is a young Taoist, tall and straight, handsome in appearance.

He walked along the road, slow but not slow.

He was walking on the road, the wind was blowing and the dust was rising, but he saw that his daoist robe was still as clean as new.

It's just that his face is a little pale, and he looks lost.

Yesterday he suddenly had five more years of cultivation and got the Netherworld River spell.

As soon as my mind moves, I already understand the whole sequence of events.

Someone must have cursed him to kill him, and he was backlashed and killed.

The Chaos Orb plundered a Netherworld River spell in the dark, and absorbed the opponent's cultivation base. After refining, it fed back itself and increased its own cultivation for five years.

After Daoist Priest Bao Shou clear comprehension, my heart is full of regret.

Who did he kill?

Where did that fellow die?

With no head, no evidence, or even unknown identity, how can I go to the government in exchange for rewards?

Moreover, according to the calculation, after killing Monster Dao Qiufeng, he plundered the cultivation for half a year. This time he obtained five years of cultivation, which means that his cultivation base is ten times higher than that of Monster Dao Qiufeng!

Monster Dao Qiufeng offers a reward of 30,000 tael of silver, so this unknown demon, doesn't it get 300,000 tael of silver?

Rounding up is a million taels. If you do this, you will lose a million tael of silver!

"Daoist Priest Bao Shou, how long will it take for Yongyao River to arrive?"

At this moment, a fluffy velvet sticks out from the black cloth bag around his waist. The head of the little beast, the bright eyes, the voice is like a child, but the tone is low.

Xiaoxiong was also melancholic and suffering after learning about this, and was unhappy.

How much money did you lose this time?

This demon generation is really base and shameless, just and honorable if you have one, what's the matter with stabbing a knife in the back in a face-to-face battle?

It's okay to stab in the back, this demon will know, we White Rainbow Temple have always been kind, so why not collect a corpse for him?

And this Daoist Priest Bao Shou, too, kills a demon, and doesn't explain in advance, let it find the corpse in advance.

The silver taels of Bai Huahua are worthless.

After this incident, a firm belief was planted in Little Bear's young mind. Anyone who hurts people behind the back, sneak attack in secret, or hide his head and show his tail is a damned bastard!

"It's coming soon."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou looked towards the front, said solemnly: "I'll kill the demon later, if Poor Daoist has no time to take care of other things, you must remember to take advantage of the chaos. Get the head back."

Little Bear looked solemn, fiercely nodding.

Daoist Priest Bao Shou fell silent and continued to hurry on the road.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of hooves coming from behind.

Daoist Priest Bao Shou didn't look back, just gave way to the right side of the road for two steps.

A carriage passed by on the official road.

There are four warriors in front and back, riding high-headed horses with guards on the side.

The horseshoe kicked up a little dust.

Daoist Priest Bao Shou reached out to cover his mouth and nose, frowned.

The warrior on the right, riding on a horse, glanced at it, condescendingly, and looked indifferent.

Daoist Priest Bao Shou glanced back, disapprovingly.

The dust settles and the hooves fade away.

The entire group gradually disappeared at the end of the official road.

And Daoist Priest Bao Shou dyed the half body thin gray.

He let out a sigh of relief, shaking all over.

The dust is all gone, and the dust is not stained.

--

After one hour.

The convoy is near Nanquan County.

The leader of the warrior, with a dry mouth, took off the water bag and took a sip of water.

Wait until he puts down the water bladder before looking ahead.

On the official road in the distance, as far as I can see, there seems to be a figure.

He didn't care and rode on.

As he approached, he found that this man had a tall and straight back, carrying a long sword back, wearing a daoist robe, and turned out to be a young daoist.

Today, there are fewer people on the official road. I only met a young daoist one hour ago, and I met another young daoist one hour later, and the back looks similar, which is surprising.

The convoy passed the priest.

The horseshoe kicks up dust.

The warrior turned his head to look.

And the Taoist priest tilted his head.

"..."

This middle-aged warrior suddenly started.

In a trance, this young daoist is very similar to the young daoist I met one hour ago.

But when he was waiting to take a closer look, he had already passed the Taoist priest.

After all, riding a horse is better than walking.

"Strange thing."

The middle-aged warrior muttered and said to himself, "Is it possible that I am getting older, dim-sighted from old age, and my mind is also in a trance?"

I'm not in a good mood, and sometimes I'm in a trance, but it's nothing.

He didn't take seriously either.

The convoy moved further and further away. Looking back, the Taoist priest was still behind the road, walking slowly.

As the convoy progressed, the Taoist silhouette was no longer visible.

Another hour has passed.

The convoy entered the territory of Nanquan County.

And in the front, there seems to be a figure.

From a distance, the back looks tall and straight, carrying a long sword back, wearing a daoist robe, and walking slowly.

"..."

The middle-aged warrior suddenly shuddered.

And he passed the young daoist on his horse.

He tilted his head and looked at it carefully.

And the young daoist didn't look at him and walked straight ahead.

A horse's footsteps are much faster than a human's footsteps.

He crossed the young daoist again.

However, that Qingjun's profile just now was exactly similar to the young daoist he saw earlier?

"This..."

The middle-aged warrior looked a little ugly.

Last time, or in a trance, saw the wrong face.

But this is the second time, shouldn't he be wrong?

"Uncle Geng..."

At this moment, a young warrior behind him whispered, "This Taoist priest is very weird."

The middle-aged warrior surnamed Geng, looked back, said solemnly: "What did you see?"

Next to another warrior pondered then said: "We started in the morning, until noon, we met three young daoist, and the attire is the same, isn't it the same sect senior and junior brothers?"

The warrior surnamed Geng was silent for a while, and then said: "Don't provoke, don't pay attention, don't make trouble."

He was a veteran of the rivers and lakes, from the very beginning, he looked at the Taoist priest and took a look.

The other three warriors obviously only paid attention to the Taoist priest's dress, but did not notice the Taoist priest's appearance.

The warrior with the surname Geng is in a state of anxiety.

Are there really three young daoists on the official road, they look exactly the same?

Or are all three of them the same?

—

Noon.

On the official road, the roadside tea pavilion.

"Miss, it's really hot in the sun, and I've drank most of the water bladder. Why don't we take a break here and make up some water."

The warrior surnamed Geng is slightly biased He raised his head and said, "It's only noon, and we can only arrive in Nanquan County in the evening."

Inside the carriage, there was a young woman's voice, complied.

Then two girls were seen coming down from the carriage.

One is handsome and the other is tall.

The two of them were dressed as maids. After getting out of the car, they lifted the curtains.

Then a young woman came out cautiously. I saw her face was beautiful, her skin was smooth, and she was wearing a long yellow skirt. .

"The shopkeeper, serve tea."

This entire group consisted of four guards, two maids, a coachman, and a young lady. There were eight people in total, so they divided two tables. sit down.

The tea pavilion is not big, and there are other pedestrians resting here. Together with these eight people, the tea pavilion is full, and business seems to be booming for a while.

And just after the group of eight people sat down, they heard a slightly lazy voice from inside the tea pavilion.

"Shop, let's have another pot of tea."

"..."

The warrior surnamed Geng tilted his head at will, and his heart suddenly shook, Stand up.

His face changed and his mood was floating.

This young daoist, soul of a deceased has not yet dispersed, is it for their entire group?

The status is finally changed! Ask for collection! Ask for a monthly pass! Ask for a recommendation ticket! Happy students, I don't mind if you give me a reward!

(end of this chapter)