Reverend Insanity

Many of the vendors looked jealously at the source.

Fangyuan threw the two yuan stones obtained from selling the leaves into his arms, dropped the locomotive and left the small market directly with white condensed ice.

“In my opinion, it's better to just snatch it. You want to get close to her, don't forget who we are now.” White ice whispers softly.

Fang Bai and his wife are now helpers on the Chen side of the family. They joined the merchant team on this level, but now they are undoubtedly obstructed by Fang Yuan's approach to mercy.

But Fang Yuan had a plan in his heart. He looked at the white ice and smiled slightly: “You're right. So I'm gonna hit somebody now. ”

White ice cream: “Hit people? ”

Night sky clear, stars dot.

In a spacious tent, several slaves sit around in a circle, on a central coal stove, a sip burning.

The tent was open and the coal burned a little soot and flew out of the top hole.

The pot was filled with meat, and several servants stared at the meat, seemingly fleshy, sometimes swallowing a sip of saliva.

“Brother Keung, I've been spying. About the two new recruits who came, we got a clear idea.” Skinny monkey.

“Oh, what can I say?” A robust servant named Django picked his eyebrows.

“The two men were introduced by the old village chief of Purple Ghost Mountain.” The skinny monkey replied.

“That's right. ”

“I remember that the old village chief was a mortal, and the deputy chief wanted a stronghold, so he lit him up. ”

“It turns out this is the background...”

The crowd was sudden.

“The other side has a magician behind it, but what is it? Django's sister is our little concubine!” Someone screamed.

“These two newcomers are so draggy, they won't heal, won't they? ”

“Shut up, let's listen to Django!” Someone screamed.

The tent was quiet and the crowd looked at Django.

Django seemed hesitant. Behind the two, there is a magician. Even this magician is not the Chen family. Even if this magician is an old man, half his foot is in the coffin. But he is a magician after all...

“Did you find out? What's the relationship between these two and the old man of the village? ”

Thin monkeys suddenly reveal a difficult look: “This... Django, you know. It's not easy to find out who we are. ”

Django couldn't help but sink.

“Brother, these two newcomers are so cross, what was their attitude to skinny monkeys this morning? They look down on us! A lesson must be learned. ”

“Not bad. The village elder, as usual, is not as good as ours. Just take the shit out of luck and become a magician. ”

“What is he, a magician? Didn't our deputy chief use him? Can he be a magician? He's just a high-ranking slave. ”

“Besides, the merchants are unsafe. Even if these two are dead, the old mayor won't dare ask us to settle the case! ”

Everyone had seven mouths, and Django's eyebrows locked tight.

The lean monkey watched for half a day. He wanted to get into trouble with the other two white men. He held his breath this morning and filled his heart with the hatred of the other source.

But he knew that he had no background and wanted revenge, relying only on Django.

When he saw the timing, he said, “I just heard they were selling private goods at a small market. A plate of purple maple leaves actually sold two yuan stones. ”

Django's eyes lit up.

“What, two stones? ”

“How is that possible, not being pressurized? ”

“So lucky! Which idiot bought it? ”

Skinny monkeys laughed with disdain and jealousy: “Who else? Miss Zhang Jia, a mortal, but who called her a good person, gave birth to a good person. ”

“His grandmother, thinking I was carrying personal goods, was crushed by the price. There's no luck like these two guys!” Django's eyes are red.

He continued angrily: "I'll take care of them tomorrow, and as a newcomer, I'll have to honor our older generation. If they don't know the rules, we have to teach them well. ”

“Yes, Django. ”

“Brother Keung says do what we do! ”

“Django is wise and divine!” The skinny monkey kissed his ass and scooped the soup out, "the broth is ready, Django, taste it first. ”

Flesh-scented nose, many people roll their throats, swallowing saliva.

Django licked his lips, took the spoon, blew his breath, and was about to drink it.

Suddenly, the tent's curtains were lifted.

Fangyuan stepped in.

“It's you!" the crowd marvelled at the fact that their righteous lord had arrived directly for half a day.

This gives them a sense of impatience.

The lean monkey stood up and laughed shadowfully: "Newbie, do you know what scares me now? I wanted to apologize. I told you I was late! ”

He hasn't finished his speech and lifted his feet with no expression on his face.

Boom.

The lean monkey was kicked directly into the stove and hit his back. Burned meat Thornton spilled on him, burning him screaming.

“Soup! ”

“Sprinkled, we bought meat together. I can't wait to eat it once, motherfucker! ”

“Bastard, die! ”

At one time, the group stood up indignantly and shouted at the source.

Fang Yuan pinched two stones in his hand and threw his hand at them.

“Ouch! ”

Two men were smashed, one covering his eyes, one covering his stomach, painfully grunting.

“Dirty, with a darkness! ”

“Wait, is this... Yuanshi?! ”

The crowd was about to jump in, and when they heard it, the situation stagnated.

Two stones lay on the ground, attracting everyone's attention.

The screaming of the lean monkey also stopped, his eyes staring at the stone.

Birds die for food, and people die for money.

“Has this man gone mad? ”

“Hitting people with stones? Well, I'm already scared. ”

“This is Yuanshi, I've been working for two months and I don't have to earn a yuanshi! ”

At one time, people had a lot of excitement in their minds, like the tide.

Instead, some look at the source and reveal a slight desire. It's like, "Do you have any more stones? Drop them!"

“How dare you smash me to death!” The slave who covered his eyes let go and yelled.

His right eye was completely closed, a purple puffiness.

But that did not prevent him from reaching out and grabbing the nearest stone in his hand.

The crowd was filled with spirits and reacted, looking at another stone on the ground.

Boom!

Everyone jumps at this stone and throws everything behind their heads.

The lean monkey grinned his teeth, stood out and grabbed the stone.

“Mine, this is mine, he smashed it for me!” Another slave who was smashed roared.

“Damn it, monkey, aren't you hurt? What are you doing so soon?” Someone yelled and sputtered a star.

“Shut the fuck up. Who just tripped me, stand up!” Django was very angry because of his grey face.

All of a sudden, one arm stretched out and pulled him over.

Who's so bold?

He turned around angrily, not others, but the ugly appearance of Fangyuan.

He yelled, "How dare you arrest me? Get your paws off me! ”

Boom!

Fang Yuan waved his fist and smacked it in his face.

Suddenly the nose broke and the blood burst. Strong vertigo attack, Django eyes full of Venus.

Fangyuan let go of his hand and he fell to the ground.

“Me, fuck me! ”

“He hit someone! ”

“Django is hurt, let's take care of him!! ”

The others corrugated a bit, which was like waking up in a dream, waving their fists towards the source.

There was no expression on the face of the source, a punch swept across, the nearest familiar wow flew aside, the teeth full of mouth were smashed.

Immediately after, another person jumped close.

Square lifted his heel and looked at his crotch and kicked it gently.

“Ouch!!!” The man covered his crotch and flipped his eyes and instantly passed out.

Fangyuan punched two legs, and all the slaves fell, leaving only one skinny monkey hiding in the corner.

Square eyes swept away, the lean monkey suddenly covered in a spiritual, pounding on his knees.

“I admit I lost, I admit I lost. Good man, please raise your hands!” He begged for forgiveness and kowtowed.

He hit his head on the ground, making a continuous murmur.

However, the movement of the source was not always heard.

Thin monkeys raised their heads fearfully, and Fong Yuan had long since left. Slaves fell into the tent, some unconscious, some groaning.

Fangyuan walked between a tent.

The movement that just came out attracted a lot of attention. That's exactly what the source wants to see.

White condensed ice follows from the dark corner: “On the first day of our arrival, the slaves we worked with were beaten. That's not a good influence. ”

She's laughing. She's having some fun. The mind is more curious as to why Fong Yuan did it.

The source did not answer and went deeper into this temporary camp of the merchants.

Soon he arrived at his destination.

In the carriage of a carriage, he asked, and the old master of the Chen family slept here.

Instead of knocking on the door immediately, he went to a deserted shadow, took out his dagger and began to greet himself.

There was silence around and only a dagger cut the flesh of the light.

Listen to the white ice in your ears and slightly lift your eyebrows.

Once again, she saw the fierceness and ruthlessness of Square Source, cutting herself with a dagger, not only silent, listening to the voice, but also becoming more and more sophisticated. It's not like cutting yourself, it's like cutting a stake.

Knock, knock...

There was a knock outside the door.

The cramped compartment is filled with clutter and has only one small bed.

Fortunately, the old pipe is small, curled up on a small bed, and doesn't look crowded.

Knock, knock.

The knock rang again.

The old man, already asleep, frowned and turned over.

Knock, knock!

Knocking louder and louder, the boss opened his bloody eyes: “Who is it? ”

“It's me, boss.” There was a sound coming from outside the door.

It's a strange voice, but with a little familiarity. The boss frowned deeper for half a day, which reminded me of a new guy who joined this morning.

“A newbie can't believe he doesn't know the rules. What do you want in the middle of the night? ”