But sometimes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
Yang Erlang's last hope was shattered the moment he saw Luo Xi's empty room.
Without saying a word, he raised his leg and kicked Yang Qing five meters away.
"Guards, take him away and dismember him."
"What?" Yang Qing's mind went blank for a moment, and he knelt down with a thud: "God, spare me! God, spare me! Please give me another chance, I will definitely help you find a better woman..."
He hadn't even gotten married or had children yet, and he hadn't achieved great success. How could he die such a pathetic and pathetic death?
Yang Erlang didn't even glance at him, and turned away, finding Yang Qing's mournful cries extremely annoying.
It's just a dog with some ability, yet it thinks it's someone important.
joke!
Yang Erlang was now more concerned with how to deal with this matter, and also... how to capture that damned fake thief god and his accomplices.
Steam them, then bake them, then fry them.
What Yang Erlang didn't know was that the fake Thief God he was talking about was currently leaning against a lush tree next to the house, munching on snacks while watching Yang Erlang's exasperated state with a blank expression.
Only after everyone had left did Jiuxian slowly slip into the house.
"Collecting scraps again!"
He looked at the empty room where the two of them had been staying, and his tone was one of utter disgust.
I was about to turn and leave when I looked up and saw a rather large vase lying in the corner of the room.
He paused for a moment, and when he left, there was a vase about half his height under his right arm.
After waiting for ages, Luo Xi finally saw someone. Staring blankly at the large vase at her feet, she asked, "What does this mean?"
Jiuxian still had that cold face: "You didn't clean up Shenxianju properly."
Rosie: "??"
It took her a while to realize what she meant, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Didn't you say these were all junk? Why did you pick them up?"
Jiuxian awkwardly turned his face to the side, avoiding Luo Xi's gaze, and remained silent.
Luo Xi laughed so hard, she stretched her neck and sniffed next to Jiu Xian, teasingly saying, "Tsk tsk, Ninth Master, haven't you noticed that you smell like rags right now, utterly stinky!"
As she spoke, she even raised her hand and fanned the air under her nose with great seriousness, looking extremely disgusted.
Nine Strings stiffened for a moment, and after a long while, he asked again, "When will my provisions be distributed?"
When he mentioned the provisions, Luo Xi gave up her intention to continue teasing the man and waved to him with a smile.
"Come with me, this deal is definitely worth it."
"Oh, and remember to bring my vase," Rose reminded him.
Jiuxian paused, lifted his foot and walked over, preparing to pick up the vase, but as soon as he reached out, he put it down again and turned to follow Luo Xi.
"Get the vase," he said coldly.
"Yes, OP."
A figure flashed through the bushes, and the vase on the ground vanished instantly.
Jiuxian followed Luo Xi into the woods, occasionally raising the arm she had just used to hold the vase to sniff it, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Does it really smell like junk?"
His face was serious.
Loxi was taken aback, then suppressed a laugh and said, "Yes, it smells like super junk, it can be smelled five miles away."
No sooner had she finished speaking than the man beside her vanished in a flash.
Rosie: "...??!!"
"What does he mean?" Luo Xi asked Liu Chunhua, who was standing beside her.
Liu Chunhua also looked bewildered: "I don't know."
The Azure Dragon, who had been hiding in the woods, jumped out with a strange expression: "Lady Luo, let's go first. Master, cough, he'll follow us by himself in a bit."
"So, what exactly did he go about?" Rose asked as they walked.
Qinglong's eyes darted away: "It's... just a personal matter."
He only just found out that the poster had this problem; he didn't seem to have it before. When killing someone, he wasn't even frowning when blood was splattered all over him. How come he suddenly reacted after Luo Niangzi said that...
I don't understand, I really don't understand.
Seeing that he really didn't want to talk about it, Luo Xi stopped asking and led Qinglong towards the cave where the grain was stored.
“Come on, everything is here. Count it and see if the amount is correct,” she said, pointing to the cave in front of her filled with grain.
“No need to count.” Qinglong waved his hand: “The Lord of the Pavilion has already instructed that we should take whatever Lady Luo gives us.”
Besides, it's just a bandit's den, so there probably isn't anything good there. They probably only have coarse grains for food.
If it weren't for the possibility of something going wrong, they really wouldn't have considered the Red Mansion.
However, when Qinglong saw the supplies piled up in the cave, his eyes widened in astonishment.
"Rice, wheat flour, and cured meat, dried meat, my God, is life this good even for bandits?"
"These are all things that the common people usually save for themselves, but now they are willingly offering them to Yang Erlang and his people for some vague and illusory divine blessing." Liu Chunhua's face was full of sarcasm.
Knowing the truth, she didn't know whether to say the people were ignorant or that Yang Erlang and his gang were too good at deceiving people.
"Don't be surprised yet, there's even more good stuff over there." Luo Xi pointed to two other piles of things over there.
Qinglong took a deep breath and cautiously opened the box beside him: "This, this, so much silver, and gold, and jewelry?"
He felt his eyes getting dizzy: "If being a bandit is so profitable, why bother being an assassin? We might as well just be bandits."
Others only know that the Dream of the Red Chamber is very profitable, but it's about making money by killing people. Every time, you're risking your life.
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