[Comprehensive] Famous Jianghu

Thieves do not go empty?How many copper coins are you going to take away?

Situ Zhaixing hurriedly said, "I'm not interested in money."

If you don't steal money, what are you going to steal?

Lou Jingmo glanced up and down at Situ Zhaixing, the young man was planning to steal someone, he was really enlightened. "Don't worry, I will fulfill your wish soon."

"Hey, you made it clear how can I have any wish." Situ Zaixing only felt that Lou Jingmo's gaze was strange, and he felt that a big hole had been dug ahead, and he saw that Lou Jingmo was still heading in the direction of the Daxiong Palace. "Don't mess with the copper coins, the noise will alarm the nun. The effect of the incense I use won't last long."

Lou Jingmo kept walking, turned his head and headed towards Sengliao first.She briefly summarized Sikong Zaixing's perverted behavior of the dead fish face nunnery master, explaining her grievances and grievances with him.This matter is not afraid of people's investigation, Yan Yun's mother and daughter live in Handan City, if you want to check, you can always find out a thing or two about their relationship with Jingsi Nunnery.

"You said that the old nun treated me like this, do you want to monopolize the medical expenses and child support? Can this debt be recovered? Don't worry, I can let them all sleep longer. I didn't ransack the nunnery today. , just get back the resettlement fee, and calculate the mental damage fee."

After hearing these reasons, Sikong Zaixing immediately gave up the idea of ​​not stealing money, no wonder Lou Jingmo's complexion was bad, it turned out that she was splashed with cold water when she was ill.

People with no brains don't believe in any nonsense about killing gods and entering the world, but he came up with the idea of ​​​​rectifying the head of the nunnery as soon as he rolled his eyes, "It's a pity that the old nun is already bald, otherwise we can come out and shave her head. Now we can only shave her." I shaved off all my eyebrows, and drew a few big bastards."

"Shave your eyebrows, but paint your face."

Lou Jingmo only reserved this trick for Wang Lianhua, so as not to let the old nun enjoy her loving painting skills. "To be a human being, it's better to be kind to others."

Do what you say, do it, the two sneaked into the main room of the nunnery first, and the nunnery master with dead fish face was sleeping in a daze.

Lou Jingmo first took down the medicine box on the shelf, found golden needles and gave the nunnery master a few needles.She watched Situ Zhuixing skillfully shaved his eyebrows, and she didn't say much about the previous few stitches that could make the nun's stomach stretch for a month.

The two didn't linger in the main room of the nunnery, and quickly sneaked into the bedroom of the nuns on one side, and put sleeping needles on a dozen nuns.This took away a small wooden box of merit and virtue in the Daxiong Palace, and the copper plates and broken silver in it were enough to compensate.By the way, they also took away the dry food that was convenient to carry in the kitchen, clean clothes and shoes of suitable size, and a donkey that was dozing off in the back shed.

Lou Jingmo tied up the flatbed cart for the donkey, and asked Situ Zhaixing to drive the donkey cart to the suburban cemetery first. "I have received my compensation. Let's go and satisfy your interests."

Situ Zhaixing almost pulled a donkey's hair, what interest could he have in the cemetery, "I didn't want to steal the corpse!"

"Big people are different. Not being interested in money is the key to becoming a big guy. The next step is to dare to steal anything. Stealing a corpse is not a test of courage."

Lou Jingmo wanted to steal Yan Yun who had just been buried.This coffin can't be buried in a place known to the head of the Dead Fish Face Nunnery. The ghost knows if the old nun who killed the god and entered the world and refused to save him would whip the corpse. "Don't worry, she won't blame you. I just want her to die in peace."

Sikong Zhaixing quickly realized that it was hard to say with certainty that there was no need to dig the coffin.In case the old nun wakes up and is frightened by her browless face, and she insists on digging up the grave to dispel her shock, it is not impossible.

"Well, you're right, we should go and steal the corpse. No wonder you got the torch and the shovel out."

Sikong Zhaixing glanced at the shovel on the flatbed cart, and his mood suddenly brightened.It was only a stick of incense time before and after I got to know Lou Jingmo, and I have already learned a few pit-digging skills.This cheap master is worth it!

After this journey to the cemetery, how can there be any atmosphere of depression and fear.

Once Sikong Zhaixing was in a good mood, he talked about the world he knew, including where those low-quality fragrances came from.

"Uncle Dong, who picked me up to raise me, made a living by stealing. Orphans who were picked up like me have been trained in this way since childhood. At the feet of the emperor, we have to train our eyesight first to see who can steal and who can't.

Four months ago, Uncle Dong was planning to take action against a newly opened pastry shop, but whoever wanted to kick him on the iron plate, and after half a month, Uncle Dong's body was found in the suburbs of Beijing.Without the leader, the team disbanded. I chose Mixiang and left the capital. "

Sikong Zhaixing didn't say much about whether he thought about finding out who killed Uncle Dong. Maybe he knew that life and death on Jianghu Road depended on life and wealth, but he never planned to leave in time.Instead, he made a great wish that one day he would pick up the stars with his hands, and he would no longer be a thief on the street who only stared at people's money bags.

Listening to the stories of the temporary apprentices, Lou Jingmo did not comment on whether such wishes were right or wrong.She is more concerned about the current situation of martial arts. After listening to Situ Zhaixing talk about names such as Wudang Mu Taoist and Emei Dugu Yihe, she finds that the current Dafeng Dynasty does not exist in the official history that she knows in her memory.

Going back 600 years, the history until the end of the Tang Dynasty was roughly similar to the official history, but there was no drama of wearing a yellow robe.It was not Zhao Song who ended the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. Zhou Shizong Chai Rong did not die of illness on the way. In the following decades, the Zhou Dynasty unified the north and the south and recovered the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun.

Dynastic changes are inevitable. Later, the Zhou Dynasty was replaced by the Luo Dynasty, and the Luo Dynasty was replaced by the current Dafeng Dynasty.However, the current royal family happens to have the surname Zhu, and the royal family surnamed Zhu established the Feng Dynasty only six to seventy years ago, and has not exceeded three generations.

Lou Jingmo deliberately paid more attention to this, because the identity of the original owner of the resurrection of the dead in the previous two selections of Xiao Ding was related to the royal family.According to the known memory at present, she has nothing to do with the royal family surnamed Zhu, and it would be fine if there is no need for another young prince to assist the mission.

For some things, the first time is a challenge, the second time is a responsibility, and if conditions permit, I really don’t want to repeat it for the third time.At this time, Lou Jingmo chose to forget the promise she had made to the old Wang of the Demon Sect. She just wanted to quietly become a famous beauty doctor all over the world.

In the middle of the night, the two people who drove the ox cart into the mountain cemetery were in a happy mood.Following the traces of the refurbishment of the wheels and soil, they found Yan Yun's cemetery after more than an hour, and worked together to dig out the coffin and carry it onto the donkey cart.

One person drove eastward, and the other person cleared the traces of the passing road, and headed towards the southeast side opposite to the direction of Handan City.The two plan to cross this forest and bury the coffin farther away, so that they don't have to be harassed by the nuns in the Jing Si Nunnery.

Before dawn, the night looked extremely dark, and there was only one torch left that could barely maintain the light for a while.

Sikong Zhaixing was driving the donkey cart with one hand, holding a torch in the other hand to illuminate the road, he had to be careful not to let the donkey's head hit any grave.

He glanced at Lou Jingmo, who was counting money out of a box. The sound of copper coins colliding seemed to be infinitely amplified in the mountains, and the tension of digging up soil and stealing corpses was still there. Hearing such a sound, there was always something like hearing a bull's head and a horse's face. The collision illusion of soul chains.

"Xiaolou, can you change the soundtrack? Or wait until you get to the town and count the money. If some money-grubber is recruited to block the road and rob, your shock fee may be robbed."

Lou Jingmo was fiddling with the little Gongdexiang, which was about one foot in length, width and height. She wanted to see how much hard-earned money she had made, but after taking out all the broken silver and copper plates, she noticed something was wrong.

This small wooden box that looks unattractive, somewhat damaged, and placed randomly in the Buddhist hall seems to have a mezzanine at the bottom.The nuns in the Jing Si Nunnery must not have noticed the strangeness.

At that moment, Lou Jingmo punctured the interlayer violently with internal strength, and touched a piece of jade half the size of a palm. Its shape was a bit strange and it was polished very thin.Taking advantage of the light to take a glance, he was sure that it was a white jade pendant in the shape of a white sock.

She was thinking about whether to tell the weirdness of Gongdexiang, but when she turned around, she passed Sikong Zaixing and found that the road ahead was different.Indistinctly, a tomb on the side of the road seemed to move, as if a figure emerged from it.

As soon as Lu Xiaofeng stepped out of the graveyard, he lowered his voice and exclaimed into the grave, "Zhu Buban, listen to the sound of iron chains colliding! You often walk in the cemetery, how can you not bump into ghosts. Do you want to be in the graveyard?" What kind of mechanism technique inheritance is looking for in the cemetery, shouldn’t this be the first to encounter a bull’s head and a horse’s face in the mountains and kill his soul? Look, there is really a fire there—”

"Lu Xiaoji, don't be so excited, can you! This meeting should be quiet, what if we are discovered, what will we do if we go to the underworld?"

Zhu Ting was getting out of the grave, he didn't hear the sound of the iron chain, but he heard the sound of the wheels of the car, and saw the flames moving between the mountain roads. "The underworld also uses cars to catch ghosts? I don't know how the cars in the underworld are different from the cars in the world?"

The voices of the two were not loud, but they were clear enough in the silent mountains.

Lou Jingmo listened attentively. It seems that the gravediggers met on a narrow road tonight. Is it more abnormal to compete with each other?