On the other hand, Duan Mingxin rushed to Fucheng after receiving Xiao Tang's message, but because the disciple who had been ambushing in the Demon Sect for a long time suddenly brought back the news that Si Tong, the great protector of the Demon Sect, had left Nanling, and her next target should be in Fucheng.
Xiao Tang was very anxious in the tone of the letter. Duan Mingxin did not dare to neglect it. She traveled day and night for two days before the Demon Sect arrived in Fucheng. Strangely, the streets of Fucheng were empty, and even the several shops that were doing business only had a small crack in the door, as if the door would be closed tightly as soon as there was a little movement.
After Duan Mingxin arrived in the city, she sent a disciple back to Ningzhou and passed the news to Ding Mobai.
Then he led a few disciples to knock on the door of the inn. The waiter with a vigilant look looked at it for a long time before he greeted the person in, but he still asked them to be the first to play or stay in the hotel with a bitter face.
Several people carefully inquired about the waiter and realized why Fucheng turned out like this now. It turned out that after the King of Daling went to Beijing, the things in the city should be taken over by the local government. But for some reason, the newly appointed prefect died inexplicably at home in just a few days. Even if the new adults come to take office, they will die bizarrely on the way. After a while, there is no one in charge of this big Fucheng, and the public security is really bad and uneasy.
As he said that, the waiter sighed and continued with a decadent expression: If it was just like this, it wouldn't be too difficult. However, the recent demons in the world have been in power, and those thieves who crowed and thieves also followed them to call themselves disciples of the Demon Sect and demanded protection fees from door to door. It was really annoying.
Is this still the case?Such people who take advantage of the situation should be dealt with properly!The famous white-clothed disciple angrily slapped the table. Duan Mingxin's brows moved slightly but did not speak. The waiter sighed and put down the food in his hand before leaving.
Several people picked up the bowls and chopsticks and ate a few bites, but someone walked in slowly outside the door, with a little vigilance in his eyes. It was a simple mother and son. The woman looked a little haggard, and the boy holding the hand was also full of tiredness. The two of them were carrying big bags, looking like people who had been sleeping in the open for a long time. If it weren't for the decent appearance, I was afraid that the waiter would have come forward to send them away as beggars.
The store owner, come with two bowls of meat noodles.
The woman led the child to sit not far away. Duan Mingxin looked up at the mother and son when she heard the sound, but she didn't want to see the woman looking at her.
The woman looked at Duan Mingxin's eyes for a moment and moved her gaze away, but she felt a sense of caution in her heart. She raised her hand and pushed the bag on the bench into it.
The boy kept swallowing his saliva when he looked at the noodles brought by the waiter, but he did not notice his mother's actions.
... After seeing it, Duan Mingxin lowered her head and continued to eat the bowl of lunch, but she also felt a little curious about the mother and son who walked in. Although the woman was dressed very ordinary, she knew that this woman was not an ordinary person, and she could even say that she had excellent martial arts skills.
The disciples on the table held the bowl, laughing at the fun facts of recent times while eating. I don’t know who took the lead to discussing the new son-in-law of Zhenbao Pavilion. One of the young female disciples, holding the bowl in her hand with a rosy face, and said with a hint of shyness in her eyes. I don’t know if the new son-in-law of Zhenbao Pavilion is as beautiful as the rumors. I heard that she usually wears a white jade mask showing people, but she is afraid that she will reveal her true face and will attract the young girls on the street to throw flowers and fruits. Alas, I really want to take a look.
Look at what she is doing. Even if she looks good, she is just a useless person who knows nothing. You might as well look at our senior brothers and sisters in Kunling Palace.
Another disciple took over the conversation sourly. The female disciple rolled her eyes and was about to return her mouth, but Duan Mingxin suddenly coughed, raised her hand to pick up the food and said coldly.
Yes, the palace master.The disciples lowered their heads and had to eat honestly in their interest.
Duan Mingxin took the next bite of the meal as if she was chewing wax. What she recalled was the scene when she met the woman on the street.
For some reason, the woman's voice was really familiar, and it could even be said to be exactly the same as the girl's voice in her memory...
When Duan Mingxin thought of this, she lost her appetite even more. She lowered her hands and lowered her bowls and chopsticks, and carefully considered the similarities between the two.
The disciples sitting there thought that the palace master was angry, and they all buried their heads in pain, and never even raised their heads.
The atmosphere in the store is better because of diners.
The waiter ran back and forth and added a few side dishes to the mother and son next to the table. While walking back with two empty bowls, a furry hand suddenly grabbed the collar of the clothes. The waiter immediately turned his body and almost fell down, but the bowl in his hand had already hit the ground and fell to pieces.
The sound of the broken bowl moved everyone's eyes to the door. There were seven or eight young men in short-striking standing at the door. The man in charge of the man was carrying a tiger's back and wolves' waist. He picked up the waiter's body and shouted loudly. You have not paid the protection money today, but you dare to open a store to make a living by yourself. I think you are very brave!
This... This, Mr. Huang, the shop just wants to make a living. Do you see if you can be proud of yourself...
Farting, this rule was set by the leader of the Demon Sect. Do you dare to violate it?Mr. Huang's face tightened, and the waiter was so scared that he closed his mouth and did not dare to make a sound.
After listening to the word "Demon Sect", the mother and son immediately stood up halfway. Then when the woman felt something was wrong, she sat down on the boy's shoulder. All these subtle movements did not escape Duan Mingxin's eyes. The woman also noticed Duan Mingxin's sight, and secretly touched her right hand into the bag and held the short sword inside, with a complicated look floating in her eyes.
After seeing it, Duan Mingxin withdrew her gaze and no longer paid attention to the mother and son.The woman also breathed a sigh of relief and hugged the boy with one hand, just thinking that nothing had happened just now.
Seeing this, the shopkeeper could only sigh helplessly, and took out a small bag of copper plates from the counter to send them to the group of living kings at the door. Unexpectedly, the female disciple in white who came into the store to eat was stopped by the white-clothed female disciple.
If you bully people too much, you should let me take good care of this kind of rogue!As he said that, the two white-clothed disciples stood up, nodded to Duan Mingxin and asked for instructions. Palace Master, we...
It's okay, pay attention to the right level.Duan Mingxin waved his hand, and the two disciples looked at each other and picked up the long swords on the table and rushed towards the group surrounding the store. In an instant, there were screams of screams and screams outside the store.
Duan Mingxin picked up the teacup and took a sip, but saw that the two disciples had already suppressed Mr. Huang, who was the leader, came to the front.
Apart from being so tall and scary, Mr. Huang actually had no effort. The two disciples sent the person over without any effort and pressed his palm to the ground.
After saying that, who secretly instructed you to pretend to be a demon sect to collect wealth and ointment from the people everywhere?Duan Mingxin looked down at Master Huang, who was like a stray dog, with cold eyes. Master Huang stuttered for a long time. The disciple behind him couldn't see it and immediately turned the sword in his hand forward. The warning was self-evident.
Mr. Huang swallowed his saliva before he hesitating and said, Yes, it was an adult who asked us to do this. We don’t know who he looks like. We just want to make more money when we are confused about money.
Xiao Tang was very anxious in the tone of the letter. Duan Mingxin did not dare to neglect it. She traveled day and night for two days before the Demon Sect arrived in Fucheng. Strangely, the streets of Fucheng were empty, and even the several shops that were doing business only had a small crack in the door, as if the door would be closed tightly as soon as there was a little movement.
After Duan Mingxin arrived in the city, she sent a disciple back to Ningzhou and passed the news to Ding Mobai.
Then he led a few disciples to knock on the door of the inn. The waiter with a vigilant look looked at it for a long time before he greeted the person in, but he still asked them to be the first to play or stay in the hotel with a bitter face.
Several people carefully inquired about the waiter and realized why Fucheng turned out like this now. It turned out that after the King of Daling went to Beijing, the things in the city should be taken over by the local government. But for some reason, the newly appointed prefect died inexplicably at home in just a few days. Even if the new adults come to take office, they will die bizarrely on the way. After a while, there is no one in charge of this big Fucheng, and the public security is really bad and uneasy.
As he said that, the waiter sighed and continued with a decadent expression: If it was just like this, it wouldn't be too difficult. However, the recent demons in the world have been in power, and those thieves who crowed and thieves also followed them to call themselves disciples of the Demon Sect and demanded protection fees from door to door. It was really annoying.
Is this still the case?Such people who take advantage of the situation should be dealt with properly!The famous white-clothed disciple angrily slapped the table. Duan Mingxin's brows moved slightly but did not speak. The waiter sighed and put down the food in his hand before leaving.
Several people picked up the bowls and chopsticks and ate a few bites, but someone walked in slowly outside the door, with a little vigilance in his eyes. It was a simple mother and son. The woman looked a little haggard, and the boy holding the hand was also full of tiredness. The two of them were carrying big bags, looking like people who had been sleeping in the open for a long time. If it weren't for the decent appearance, I was afraid that the waiter would have come forward to send them away as beggars.
The store owner, come with two bowls of meat noodles.
The woman led the child to sit not far away. Duan Mingxin looked up at the mother and son when she heard the sound, but she didn't want to see the woman looking at her.
The woman looked at Duan Mingxin's eyes for a moment and moved her gaze away, but she felt a sense of caution in her heart. She raised her hand and pushed the bag on the bench into it.
The boy kept swallowing his saliva when he looked at the noodles brought by the waiter, but he did not notice his mother's actions.
... After seeing it, Duan Mingxin lowered her head and continued to eat the bowl of lunch, but she also felt a little curious about the mother and son who walked in. Although the woman was dressed very ordinary, she knew that this woman was not an ordinary person, and she could even say that she had excellent martial arts skills.
The disciples on the table held the bowl, laughing at the fun facts of recent times while eating. I don’t know who took the lead to discussing the new son-in-law of Zhenbao Pavilion. One of the young female disciples, holding the bowl in her hand with a rosy face, and said with a hint of shyness in her eyes. I don’t know if the new son-in-law of Zhenbao Pavilion is as beautiful as the rumors. I heard that she usually wears a white jade mask showing people, but she is afraid that she will reveal her true face and will attract the young girls on the street to throw flowers and fruits. Alas, I really want to take a look.
Look at what she is doing. Even if she looks good, she is just a useless person who knows nothing. You might as well look at our senior brothers and sisters in Kunling Palace.
Another disciple took over the conversation sourly. The female disciple rolled her eyes and was about to return her mouth, but Duan Mingxin suddenly coughed, raised her hand to pick up the food and said coldly.
Yes, the palace master.The disciples lowered their heads and had to eat honestly in their interest.
Duan Mingxin took the next bite of the meal as if she was chewing wax. What she recalled was the scene when she met the woman on the street.
For some reason, the woman's voice was really familiar, and it could even be said to be exactly the same as the girl's voice in her memory...
When Duan Mingxin thought of this, she lost her appetite even more. She lowered her hands and lowered her bowls and chopsticks, and carefully considered the similarities between the two.
The disciples sitting there thought that the palace master was angry, and they all buried their heads in pain, and never even raised their heads.
The atmosphere in the store is better because of diners.
The waiter ran back and forth and added a few side dishes to the mother and son next to the table. While walking back with two empty bowls, a furry hand suddenly grabbed the collar of the clothes. The waiter immediately turned his body and almost fell down, but the bowl in his hand had already hit the ground and fell to pieces.
The sound of the broken bowl moved everyone's eyes to the door. There were seven or eight young men in short-striking standing at the door. The man in charge of the man was carrying a tiger's back and wolves' waist. He picked up the waiter's body and shouted loudly. You have not paid the protection money today, but you dare to open a store to make a living by yourself. I think you are very brave!
This... This, Mr. Huang, the shop just wants to make a living. Do you see if you can be proud of yourself...
Farting, this rule was set by the leader of the Demon Sect. Do you dare to violate it?Mr. Huang's face tightened, and the waiter was so scared that he closed his mouth and did not dare to make a sound.
After listening to the word "Demon Sect", the mother and son immediately stood up halfway. Then when the woman felt something was wrong, she sat down on the boy's shoulder. All these subtle movements did not escape Duan Mingxin's eyes. The woman also noticed Duan Mingxin's sight, and secretly touched her right hand into the bag and held the short sword inside, with a complicated look floating in her eyes.
After seeing it, Duan Mingxin withdrew her gaze and no longer paid attention to the mother and son.The woman also breathed a sigh of relief and hugged the boy with one hand, just thinking that nothing had happened just now.
Seeing this, the shopkeeper could only sigh helplessly, and took out a small bag of copper plates from the counter to send them to the group of living kings at the door. Unexpectedly, the female disciple in white who came into the store to eat was stopped by the white-clothed female disciple.
If you bully people too much, you should let me take good care of this kind of rogue!As he said that, the two white-clothed disciples stood up, nodded to Duan Mingxin and asked for instructions. Palace Master, we...
It's okay, pay attention to the right level.Duan Mingxin waved his hand, and the two disciples looked at each other and picked up the long swords on the table and rushed towards the group surrounding the store. In an instant, there were screams of screams and screams outside the store.
Duan Mingxin picked up the teacup and took a sip, but saw that the two disciples had already suppressed Mr. Huang, who was the leader, came to the front.
Apart from being so tall and scary, Mr. Huang actually had no effort. The two disciples sent the person over without any effort and pressed his palm to the ground.
After saying that, who secretly instructed you to pretend to be a demon sect to collect wealth and ointment from the people everywhere?Duan Mingxin looked down at Master Huang, who was like a stray dog, with cold eyes. Master Huang stuttered for a long time. The disciple behind him couldn't see it and immediately turned the sword in his hand forward. The warning was self-evident.
Mr. Huang swallowed his saliva before he hesitating and said, Yes, it was an adult who asked us to do this. We don’t know who he looks like. We just want to make more money when we are confused about money.
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