I Really Don’t Want To Make Money

Chapter 13

I Really Don’t Want To Make Money Chapter 13

2021-07-27

Chapter 13 The Taoist sword cuts the river!

In the tea pavilion, pedestrians drink tea individually.

They were also quite tired from the journey, and took advantage of the rest to chat with their companions.

Here, as the man surnamed Geng stood up, his companions were all stunned, and looked at him.

The atmosphere was tense at the two tables.

"Oh, Taoist priest, the store is full. I'm sorry to ask you to wait for a while."

I just heard the Taoist laugh and said, "Hurry up, the weather is hot, Poor Daoist only drank a pot of tea, and he still hasn't quenched his thirst."

from start to finish, he didn't even look this way.

The man surnamed Geng glanced at his companion, somehow relaxed.

It doesn't seem to be aimed at them.

"Uncle Geng..."

"Sit down."

The man surnamed Geng reached out and pressed his hand, signaling his companion to sit down.

"Uncle Geng, do you know him?"

The young woman in the yellow dress beside her suddenly asked softly.

She saw it too, it was a young daoist, handsome in appearance, free and easy in manner, and eclectic.

“I left in the morning and met him three times on the way.” Uncle Geng said solemnly.

"Three times?" the woman in the goose-yellow skirt asked in surprise.

"Yes, he walks alone on the road. Every time the carriage passes him, he will be on the road ahead of us again soon." old age, I met him again later, and I knew that he was extraordinary, didn't expect him to be here as soon as we settled down."

"carriage is moving faster than walking on foot. There are many times." The woman in the goose-yellow skirt frowned.

"Yes, I saw him walking very slowly on the official road. Logically speaking, with his footsteps, he may not necessarily come here at noon tomorrow." Uncle Geng said with a solemn expression: "But he We arrived at the tea pavilion early."

"is it possible that it's coming for us?" Another warrior said in a low voice.

"It's not like, if it was really aimed at us, it would have been time to do it." After speaking, the warrior surnamed Geng stretched out his hand to summon the shopkeeper and said, "I will pay for the tea money from the Taoist priest. He paid."

"Geng uncle, why are you spending so much money?" The maid next to her who sold herself, but she felt distressed for Yinliang, whispered.

"Look at him, there is no trace of dust on him, but when we passed by, dust was raised and dyed his half body." The middle age person surnamed Geng took a sip of tea and said, "This way The expert may not care about us, but it is difficult to guarantee that he will not feel bad about it. We can't be rude and pay tea money for him, which is considered a retribution."

"Uncle Geng did Yes." The woman in a goose yellow cloth skirt said softly, "The left and right are just a pot of tea money, and it's only used to sell popularity."

And at the other end of the tea pavilion.

Daoist Priest Bao Shou took a sip of tea and felt quite comfortable.

The voice over there was so low that I dared not speak loudly.

But Daoist Priest Bao Shou, who is a successful person in cultivation, can hear these words even if he doesn't intend to eavesdrop.

"It's an old river and lake."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou laughed, poured another glass and put it on his cuff.

A dark plush bear head quietly sticks out of his sleeve, finish drinking the tea, smash it and smash its mouth.

"Bao Shou Daoist Priest Bao Shou, they all say Spirit Refinement Realm daoist, and they can't be inedible. In my opinion, they don't want to be inedia."

"You are not enough Qi. The little fellow of Refinement Realm, why did he say this?”

“If one day, I become the Monster King of Spirit Refinement Realm, I don’t want to be inediate, so I can drink tea, eat meat, how beautiful One thing?"

"It makes sense."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou laughed, put down the teacup, and said, "But spirit refinement daoist really can't be fasting, Not to mention whole grains, but medicine, spiritual object, and spiritual object, you still have to eat..."

He stood up, put down the teapot, and walked forward.

The little bear was shocked, then overjoyed.

Could it be that Daoist Priest Bao Shou, who has always been law-abiding, wants to drink Bawang tea today?

If it continues like this, Daoist Priest Bao Shou will be enlightened. In the future, there will be no need to spend on food and drink. After many years, can it be possible to save a sum of silver taels?

"What are you thinking about?"

Daoist Priest Bao Shou indifferently said: "Someone apologized and settled for tea money."

Xiaoxiong snorted, slightly Some regrets, but when I remembered that the tea money was paid, I felt relieved.

On the other side, the maid was a little distressed for Yin Liang.

"Uncle Geng paid him tea money, but he didn't even say thank you."

"It's just an apology, so how can I be thankful?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Geng laughed and said, "Drink tea and make up some water, we should go too."

——

Yong In front of the Yao River, the river is rushing and surging, like a galloping horse, neighing and roaring wildly.

The turbulent water ahead has blocked the way forward.

Seeing this scene, everyone has been silent, and the atmosphere is quite low.

"Uncle Geng." After a while, a young warrior came on horseback, and said in a low tone, "I couldn't find the ferry, but I met a woodcutter, saying that it was the past two days that he had been forever. The water level of the Yao River suddenly rose, submerging the road."

"I was negligent." Geng's middle age person blamed himself and said: "This path leads directly to the original Tianyu, and many trading The Company's fleet must pass through this path to transport goods. After we came out of the tea kiosk, in the second half of the road, there were no pedestrians passing by, nor a fleet of merchants, which I should have guessed earlier."

"Uncle Geng..." The curtain of the car was lifted, and the young woman in the yellow cloth skirt said softly, "What should I do now?"

"We only have five days, if we can't hand over the token to Yuan as soon as possible. Master Zhangyu of Tianyu, the master will be in danger." Uncle Geng said in a deep voice, "In this way, I am also proficient in water, and I will swim across it later, connect a few ropes across the river bank, and then we abandon the car. Horse, with my kung fu, I can take you across the river on the ropes. When you get to the town on the other side of the original Tianyu, I will buy some good horses."

It wasn't until his voice fell that he could hear the rumors around him. Laughter, with sarcasm.

"Breaking the wind knife is worthy of being an expert who has been famous for 20 years. He can lead people and cross the river with a rope. I think Lightweight Art has been brought to the point of perfection."

Everyone was shocked and moved towards the back.

Six black clothed persons, riding tall horses, each holding a long sword, approached.

"Protect Miss!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Geng pulled out his long knife, his face solemn, and said, "Do you really want to kill to the last one?"

The first person said with a smile: "I thought that I would put Lord Zhou in prison, and everything would be safe. You people can't turn the sky over. But who would have thought that Miss Zhou would actually be with the original Tianyu Lord Zhangyu. Qian Jin is a close friend of the boudoir... If you were to meet the Master Zhang Yu of Yuan Tian Yu, wouldn't it spoil the major event?"

Another middle age person, indifferently said: "Actually, Zhou Family only needs to be with him. We cooperated and shared the disaster relief funds of the Imperial Court, and everyone was rich and wealthy, and everyone was happy, why would you rather die and be a poor ghost?"

At this moment, in the carriage, a young woman's voice came .

"This year's drought has brought no harvest. You swallowed the relief funds. How many people are going to starve to death? My Zhou Family has been clean from generation to generation, so how could I join you?"

Woman The voice is weak, but unyielding with determination.

"Human life is like a mustard, and thousands of people starve to death for nothing. Now your Zhou Family cherishes a clear name, but not only will you be destroyed, but you will also be charged with embezzling disaster relief funds. Isn't it funny?"

The black clothed middle age person, with a mocking expression on his face, immediately raised his hand and waved it down, shouted: "Kill them!"

Geng Ji looked cold and determined, holding The knife went up, shouted: "escort the lady away!"

He was the first to ride a horse to meet him!

The remaining three young warriors all looked at each other and rushed forward.

The seven black clothed persons on the opposite side also rode their horses and killed them!

In an instant, blade light and sword shadows, metal collision!

It was chaotic for a while.

"Let's go!"

Geng Ji fought three people alone, and suddenly shouted loudly.

The coachman is hearing this, fiercely flicking his whip.

The horse was in pain, pulled the carriage, and ran forward, raising a cloud of dust.

“Want to go?”

Two black clothed persons on horses and knives cut off their way.

Suddenly there is an air-splitting sound!

The groom was shot between his chest and abdomen, groaned, and fell off his horse.

The Yongyao River is still turbulent and rolling.

The smell of blood permeates.

Just a moment later.

The situation has gotten to the extreme.

He was a black clothed person, laughed heartily, with a knife in his hand.

And the knife dripped with blood.

"Geng Ji, your kung fu is good, it's better to join us than die here."

"Delusion!"

Geng Ji is covered in blood, he prefers The head looked towards the carriage and whispered: "Miss, Uncle Geng may not be able to protect you this time."

"Uncle Geng..."

The Zhou Family daughter in the carriage , look pale.

The two maids in the car were shaking slightly with fright.

The atmosphere was quiet, and the sound of the waves remained.

In a life-and-death situation.

Suddenly, the sound of the waves stopped.

The rushing river, the rumbling sound, in an instant, seems to be frozen.

And there were slight footsteps, coming from Yoyo.

It seems very distant, but very clear.

The invisible imposing manner shrouded the banks of the Yongyao River.

Everyone just felt stagnant, as if they were stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

However, as far as the eye can see, at the upper end of the big river, there is a silhouette of one.