Heavenly Curse

“Little Taoist, you pissed me off.” The old man looked at Maki and shouted, then he took out something and fell to the ground.

“Pfft!”

A choking fog swept away and covered the old man's body.

Seeing this kind of thing again, many darts hid their noses back, at the same time many people looked at Maki, after all, Maki Yi just dispersed the black fog.

This time, however, Mu Yi did not do it again, even turned her head directly, and looked out at the hungry ghost who was fighting with the slave.

The people were not familiar with the practice of pastoralism, but soon they discovered that this time the fog was harmless and quickly dispersed itself, waiting for the fog to disappear, and the figure of the old man disappeared.

“Escaped?” This is what everyone thinks, and even feels a little ridiculous in their hearts, but when they think of Mai Yi's means, they take it for granted that the old man escaped.

And when they looked at Muhammad unconsciously with a hint of fanaticism, they forgot how they perceived Muhammad.

Hungry ghosts of color are similarly wolfish at this moment, even they can only swim at speed. Just now they have tried several times to get close to the slave, but in the face of their attack, the slave can not escape, only greet them with a powerful swordsman axe.

After two attempts, it was discovered that the slaves could not be injured at all. On the contrary, after several occasions they were almost cut by the slaves, they were no longer dared to come close.

At this moment, the two of them are willing to retreat, but if such a sack leaves, I'm afraid their reputation will also be destroyed.

Of course, the two belong to the monastery, and the fame already stinks, but even if it stinks, it is still famous.

At this moment, however, as Mu Yi looked at them, the two suddenly felt a heartbeat and seemed to be in great difficulty at any moment.

“If the two of you don't come out again, let's not blame our brothers for not being affectionate.” Yao Xiaodi suddenly screamed in disregard.

Obviously, the crisis he had just felt made him unable to sit down.

“Beep"

As soon as his voice had fallen, a sharp whistle was heard in the darkness in the distance.

When he heard this voice, Maki's spirit shook, he waited half the night, nothing more than to wait for the black hand to reappear after this scene.

As the whistle sounded, Mo Ruxing was immediately alert, and that night the shadow was strong she had not forgotten, if it had not been for the hand of the slave, she would have died.

Nowadays, the whistle is back and nature means that the shadow will reappear.

“Hoo!”

Sure enough, the whistle dropped and the distance seemed like a sudden gust of wind, then a shadow hit the slave.

Here, Mo Rufu finally stopped hesitating, shocked the long gun in his hand, and his body instantly slipped out.

But then a few more shadows came out of the darkness.

“Brothers, kill with me.” Uncle Cai swung his arm and killed him first.

Nor did the rest of the darts hesitate to follow with a knife. After a few breaths, there was only Muyi's figure left in the yard.

As for the wagons filled with medicines, they were parked on the side of the yard, and if Makita wanted to examine them at this point, no one would know, let alone stop them.

But Maiyi didn't move, but continued to wait in place, outside killing sounds shocked, but it seemed a little quiet inside.

“Da-da da-da! ”

All of a sudden, a footstep came in, which was even clearer for Maki, and then a middle-aged man in purple appeared in Maki's sight.

He seemed to be in his 40s. His face was white and his eyebrows were arrogant. However, his lips were iron and blue, which was a bit odd.

“The Taoist is not from Moyuan Dart Bureau, is he? Why don't we just leave?” The middle-aged man stared at Maki for a while and suddenly said.

“Who are you? Why did you let me go?” Maki replied.

“In the Quyang Dynasty, the owner of Quyizhuang, there is still somewhat of a thin name on the river and lake, if the Taoist mayor will leave, I wish to present a great gift.” Quyang looked at Maki and said.

“Quyang? The owner of Quyizhuang?” Maki said softly, at this moment, he is perfectly certain that the previous mastermind behind the scenes was the owner of Qu Zhuang, the very person he was looking for this time.

So to speak, there's nothing you can do to break through the iron shoe.

“That's good. How was the Taoist thinking?” Quyang looked at Mu Yi and asked, it can be said that Mu Yi has been bad to him twice in a row. Although he did not directly do it, everyone knows who the slave listens to.

A slave alone dares not to make pastoralism easy, not to mention a pastoralism that has never been done before, as opposed to a real danger.

The test just now also succeeded in confirming this. Unlike those Taoists on the river and lake who crash and cheat, Mai Yi in front of him is definitely the kind of tall man with real talent.

It is precisely for this reason that Quyang is so polite at this moment, and, of course, more because he is not confident that he can take over the pasture trade, he actually offends such a tall man, some without paying.

So in Quyang's view, as long as Maki is willing to quit, even giving a gift is worth it.

“If I'm not mistaken, you're supposed to be a corpse maker, right?” Mu Yi did not answer Quyang's words, but asked directly.

“Exactly. Is it true that the Taoist mayor is going to behead the demons today?” Quyang looked at Maiyi and his face was a little more exasperated.

“I have no interest in beheading demons and exterminating demons, I just want to ask the owner of Quzhuang about a person.” Mui Yi continued.

“Oh, I don't know who to ask.” Quyang looked at Maiyi unexpectedly and obviously did not expect that Maiyi would actually ask him, but as long as Maiyi didn't mean to do it, he also enjoyed meeting Maiyi's requirements.

“A man named Lee Limp, who wants to come to Qu Zhuang, should know him?” Mui Yi said, while also paying attention to Quyang's expression.

“Lee Cripple?” Qu Yang was stunned first, but then asked: “Is that Li Ji?" ”

“Nice. Heard the owner of Qu Zhuang had a good relationship with him?” Mu Yi didn't find anything on Quyang's face, nothing more than a little surprise. That expression doesn't explain anything. As for what Li Limp's real name is, Mu Yi doesn't know, but if he wants to come, Li Ji should be fine.

Nevertheless, he tried a sentence.

“The mayor must have heard wrong, right? Li Ji and I didn't hate each other, but he hated me too. After all, his leg was broken by me. How could he have a good relationship with me?” It's mute, but it explains.

“Perhaps, but I hope the master of Qu Zhuang can tell me where he is.” Maiyi continued.

“If I did, would the governor back off? ”