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After Lu Wuhui left, Xie Daozhen held the mustard ring that he had given to Lu Wuhui back then, sat on the wooden chair, looked down at the familiar mustard ring in his palm, looked down slightly, shook his head and laughed.

Lu Wuhui, Lu Wuhui, you really...

How about it?

Xie Daozhen's brows and eyes were bent, his eyes were like spring water, flowing with a warm and bright light, this ordinary face could not hide the brilliance inside.

After a while, Xie Daozhen pressed his fist to his lips, coughed a few times, and stopped laughing, but he couldn't help laughing because he didn't know what to think.

Now it's all right, Lu Wuhui gave him tens of millions of spiritual stones as wages, and he no longer has to go into deep mountains and old forests to find spiritual medicines.

The waiter at the inn couldn't help stretching his head to glance at the guest by the window, thinking, this man doesn't drink or eat food, why is he just smiling there, but the coral cups on the table are amazing. It's so beautiful.

Thousands of miles away, Lu Wuhui, who has gone far, is recounting his spirit stones.

After more than three months of digging in the Broken Moon Mountains, he and Zhang San dug out more than 9000 million spirit stones from the spirit stone veins. This amount is just a drop in the bucket for the entire mine.

But Lu Wuhui clearly knew that the most important thing for him now was to recover his cultivation.

It is impossible for two Jindan monks to dig out the Lingshi veins in the Broken Moon Mountains in a lifetime, and there is always the risk of being discovered and murdered.

When he became Venerable Wuhui again, it would be very easy to find a hundred Golden Core cultivators to mine for him. The entire Lingshi vein was his, and he could dig as much as he wanted.

Before leaving, he and Zhang San had already laid out layers of formations, and it was impossible for the disciple of Liangfei Xianmen who only had the foundation to build a foundation to find Potian.

Lu Wuhui, who was carried on the back of the cloud-footed beast, counted his own spirit stones, and found that he now has a total of 940 spirit stones.

If Liu Chunmian, the chief steward of the Demon Sect, was still by his side, these spirit stones could be multiplied several times if given to him.

Lu Wuhui raised his head and looked in the direction of the Western Regions. His gaze was far away. Is Liu Chunmian of this world living and dying in the flower city of the Western Regions at this time, or is he being the butler under another "Lu Wuhui"?

He appeared in Yu Qingqing's body inexplicably. It would be fine if there is no other "Lu Wuhui" in this world, but if there is another "Lu Wuhui"...

Lu Wuhui lay down in the cloud-footed beast's long soft fur expressionlessly, and unconsciously grabbed the innermost fluff of the cloud-footed beast with his fingers.

There can't be two Lu Wuhui in the world!

If there is still a magic door, then the "Lu Wuhui" in the magic door is either a body or a fake!

"Hey——"

The cloud-footed beast was hurt, its hair suddenly exploded, and the soft white hair became as hard as a needle.Lu Wuhui patted the cloud-footed beast to comfort it, and he didn't care that many red spots were poked on his face.

Between the Central Region and the Western Region is a small country called Hongsha Country.

If a monk flies up to the clouds to see Hongsha country, he will see a winding "long snake", so many monks call Hongsha country the snake country.There are dragons and snakes mixed in Hongsha, not only people from Hongsha, but also demon cultivators from the Western Regions next door, abandoned sons of the Central Region family, abandoned disciples of the Immortal Sect, and even demon cultivators who escaped from the Eastern Region .

Walking on the streets of Hongsha Country, you may see someone familiar with you who is on the list of crimes.

The king of the Red Sand Kingdom can change eight times a year, so that in the end he did not dare to become the king of the Red Sand Kingdom. .

Everyone in Hongsha agreed, even the royal family agreed.

Royal Family: With a puppet, you are no longer afraid of being chosen as the king.

On the desolate Gobi Desert, as far as the eye can see, there are bare and ugly stones, and a few scattered clumps of plants grow in strange shapes, stubbornly rooted in the gravel and stones.At this time in the central region, the autumn is high and crisp, but the western region is full of wind and sand, and the heat waves are rolling. The wind is dry wind, and the sand is hot sand. , The wind and sand can blow you to death.

The climate of the Red Sand Country follows that of the Western Regions, and the city walls are yellowed by dust all the year round.

"This is the Red Sand Country. It's strange. It's obviously the Yellow Sand Country. Why is it called the Red Sand Country?"

A young man came to the city gate of Hongsha Kingdom. He was dressed in white, his scalp was tied into a high ponytail with a red string, and he was blown up by the wind behind his back.

The young man's skin is white, his forehead is plump and beautiful, under his long eyebrows, his eyes are as bright as stars in the night sky, his temperament is as bright as light, and his aura is that of a disciple of a fairy sect.

However, people in Hongsha Kingdom have seen many people like this.

Zhongyu is too curious, and the little brats who don't listen to the elders and secretly come to Hongsha country to see the world, all look like this stupid.

The eyes hidden in the dark fixed on the young man when he approached the city gate. Seeing the young man's enthusiastic and curious appearance, he quickly defined the young man.

Fat sheep, cauldron, materials, sacrifices, blood food...

But everyone was very cautious and didn't take action immediately. The sect's children who sneaked to Hongsha country to see the world in the past were not all very powerful.

The young man walked into the Red Sand Country, walked and watched all the way, and was interested in everything, especially when he found that many people were making clay figurines.

The young man found an inn. This was the best looking inn he had found, but it was also yellow and full of sand on the outside. It looked very dilapidated. He picked a yellow cloth on the outside and wrote "Inn" in red on it. Two words, crooked handwriting, very ugly.

The lady proprietress lay on the counter, wrapped her head in a red cloth, on which a lot of colorful flowers were randomly inserted, and the remaining two locks of curly hair were hanging down her cheeks. clay figurines.

"Two hundred spirit stones a day for staying in the hotel, without going to the room, and fifty spirit stones for bigu pill in the restaurant, and fifty spirit stones for a jar of wine and water."

"So expensive?" The young man's eyes widened.

The proprietress finally took her eyes away from the clay figurine, and a smile appeared on her beautiful face. She looked the young man up and down, making him uncomfortable.

"Good guy." The proprietress said softly, "I like to live here, but I don't like to live here. There is a street when you go out."

Everyone in the store burst into laughter.

"Why is Sanniang so gentle, isn't she pity and cherish jade?"

"We heard it at the beginning, but I love to live, so I can't help but get lost!"

"Hey, let me tell you, if you are willing to accompany Sanniang, Sanniang might not charge you."

The young man seemed to be ashamed and lowered his head, "I, I live."

Saying that, he took out two hundred spirit stones to the proprietress.

The eyes of the proprietress flickered, and from the corner of her eyes, she saw that the people in the store looked at the young man in a wrong way, so she winked at the young man with her head down, and said meaningfully: "You want to live, Just live honestly and don't play tricks in my shop."

In the last sentence, she raised her voice a little, obviously for other interested guests.

Saying that, the proprietress named Sanniang threw a wooden sign to the young man, "The first room on the left on the second floor, you need to pay extra for hot water."

Seeing that the proprietress had a normal attitude, the young man seemed to relax a bit. He saw that the proprietress was making clay figurines again. Thinking of what he had seen along the way, he couldn't help asking curiously, "Madam proprietress, why are you all making clay figurines?"

Sure enough, it was the first time to visit Hongsha Country.

"We are choosing a concubine for the king," said the proprietress.

"Huh?" The young man was stunned.

The proprietress was obviously not a patient person, and she was too lazy to explain so much to the young man, "You will find out when you go out and ask, don't disturb the old lady making clay figurines."

The young man really went out, and after a cup of tea, the young man came back with bright eyes, excitedly saying: "You Hongsha country is really interesting, the king is a puppet, and you make a puppet for the king every year to be his concubine." , Hahaha, there is still an audition, the most beautiful one will be the queen, it's so interesting!"

"Boss, can I pinch, I want to play too!"

Where did the silly rabbit come from?

The corner of the proprietress's mouth twitched, "It's up to you, find the colored clay yourself."

The young man slipped out again, and excitedly went upstairs with colored clay in his hands, probably wanting to go back to his room to make clay figurines.

The proprietress and the guests could only see a touch of white clothes.

When the door was closed, Lu Wuhui's expression gradually disappeared, returning to indifference, his acting skills were not used for many years, and he was a little rusty.

Glancing at the colored clay in his hand, Lu Wuhui clicked his tongue. The idea of ​​choosing a concubine for the clay figurine king was given by Liu Chunmian. He discovered a cinnabar mine, so he came up with this idea and asked Hongsha Kingdom to give it to him. The king chooses concubines, and on the king's birthday, all the concubines wear red clothes, and the 72 concubines of the king's Sangong and Six Courts are selected from them.

Of course, it was Liu Chunmian who came up with the idea of ​​using a clay puppet as a king. Half of the dead Hongsha kings were killed by Liu Chunmian.

"Your Majesty, I, Liu Chunmian, have made money for the Demon Sect from generation to generation!"

The voice of the young man in green was decisive.