Chapter 35 The weather is cold, it’s time to let Wang go bankrupt
"What are you afraid of!"
The man replied, "Wang Shuncai's carriage was so fast that it was so difficult for us to follow it even with the tracking talisman. How could the female bandit find it?!"
"You're right!" The other man's face was wrinkled with laughter. "Then let's get started and make Big Brother happy!"
After saying this, the two of them were as happy as if it were New Year’s Day, and ran away happily pushing the five carts of flint.
As soon as they left, Song Zhexia came out from the shadows, smiling and said, "It's not bad. I put a tracking talisman behind each of them when I kicked them out of the car on the first day."
Turtle lay on her shoulder and asked in confusion: [You are not robbing them this time? ]
Song Zhexia said as he controlled his spiritual power to move the flint: "Leave a way out for yourself, so that we can meet again in the future."
"Hey, after waiting for more than half a month, I knew that these three bandits still had potential."
Turtle: [……]
Do you think you are playing a bandit training game? !
After all the flints were in his space bag, Song Zhexia put his hands behind his back, and the corners of his mouth were almost shoulder to shoulder with the sun.
"The weather is cold, it's time to let Wang go bankrupt."
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It was late in the day, and the darkness was like an impenetrable net, pressing down on the earth. In the desolate mountains and wilderness, the lonely shadows of the trees danced in the cold wind.
With the faint light of lanterns, the carriage stopped again in the wasteland.
When getting off the car, Wang Shuncai clasped his hands together and said respectfully to the man beside him: "Thank you for your hard work. You have to accompany me for two trips."
The man hummed slowly and urged, "Hurry up."
"Sure, sure." Wang Shuncai said with a smile.
He turned around and waved to the three guys on the cart, saying, "Be careful when moving the flint. These are ten carts of flint that Luoyun Sect personally ordered. There must be no mistakes!"
One of the shop assistants shivered in the cold wind and asked in confusion: "Boss, you have so many flints, why only sell them ten carts?"
"idiot!"
Wang Shuncai cursed: "Scarcity makes things valuable. If they knew there were so many flints, how could I raise the price?!"
"So that's it." The young man suddenly realized.
When he thought of the price of these ten carts of flint, Wang Shuncai had already imagined the wealth and glory of the rest of his life, and he walked with a smug smile on his face.
"Master!"
Hearing the clerk's frightened voice, Wang Shuncai said impatiently: "What's wrong? Why are you making such a fuss?"
The waiter knelt on the ground and stammered, "The fire and flint inside..."
Seeing his ugly face, Wang Shuncai's dream of getting rich quickly seemed to be torn into a bloody hole, and endless coldness poured in.
He quickly quickened his pace and rushed into the cave.
The moment he opened his eyes and saw the situation inside, Wang Shuncai's knees went weak and he collapsed to the ground.
The whole cave full of flints was actually emptied!
Are these fucking bandits coming? !
"Master!"
A young man came up to him in small steps, "We found a tracking charm under the carriage!"
Wang Shuncai was so angry that his cheeks flushed with blood. He slapped the waiter with his backhand, "Damn robber!"
"I am at odds with you!"
"..."
On the other side, out of curiosity, the turtle saw Wang Shuncai's reaction and couldn't help smacking his lips.
Turtle knew that the smile had not disappeared.
It just transferred to Song Zhexia's face.
When the man and the turtle entered the sect with the flint, it was already very late and the disciples had all fallen asleep. No one witnessed the spectacular sight of more than 120 carts of flint.
Not long after, the turtle, who was dragging the flint, collapsed on the ground and complained: "If I die, it must be because of you squeezing me to death."
"Turtle, stay strong."
Song Zhexia smiled apologetically, "It's because the space bag is a little full."
【…】
Guigui looked at the dark night sky above his head and said sadly: [I chose you because you looked the most well-behaved and weak, but I didn't expect you to be so cruel and ruthless! ]
"No no no."
Song Zhexia corrected it, "I am clearly a thief eating a thief."
Turtle: [……]
I suspect you are nesting dolls.
[If Wang Shuncai finds out that you dug up the flint, aren't you afraid that he will complain to Luoyun Sect and seek revenge? ]
"Don't worry." Song Zhexia still had a smile on his face, "Wang Shuncai would never dare to tell you."
"If he dares to tell the truth, Luoyun Sect will definitely find out that he has secretly stored a large number of flints and maliciously raised the market price, treating them as innocent people and tricking them."
Turtle is completely convinced, [Dog is still your dog. ]
Looking at the more than one hundred carts of flint, Song Zhexia smiled.
I can finally use flint to make medicine and barbecue!
After dealing with the flint, it was almost dawn and the canteen was about to open, so Song Zhexia decided to finish his meal before going to sleep.
She walked for a while holding the turtle in her arms. When they passed the path leading to the back mountain, they saw a large area of blood-red fog rising everywhere, submerging the surrounding scenery.
Song Zhexia noticed something strange, so he curiously took Guigui and walked towards the direction where the fog was the thickest.
At the same time, the figure behind her was slowly approaching...
...
Back mountain teahouse.
Wei Jinyou changed into a dark purple robe today, with a sinister blood python pattern on the cuffs. The white jade around his waist was of fine quality, with a cold glow at the edges.
In the mist, his white fingertips were tapping slowly on the tea table. When he raised his eyes slightly, the bright red earring on his earlobe contrasted with the blood color and looked particularly scorching.
"Your Highness."
Three burly men knelt in front of the young man, and did not dare to look up until he spoke.
Since Wei Jinyou was ten years old, the three of them became his subordinates and were named Zuo Ren, Zhen De, and Hao Nan respectively.
This young prince may look young on the surface, but he is actually a sinister person with a deep mind, brutal methods, and decisive killing.
The three of them had seen many storms, but since they had been accompanying Wei Jinyou, they couldn't help but secretly sigh at the horror of this little prince.
He appears gentle and weak, but is actually fierce and cruel.
At this moment, Zuo Ren knelt on the ground and said solemnly: "Your Highness, that end has been taken care of."
"That's right." Wei Jinyou's voice was neither cold nor hot, and one could not tell how happy or angry he was.
Zuo Ren paused, then said, "Actually... I have always had doubts in my heart."
Wei Jinyou's fingertips stopped moving and raised his eyebrows with interest, "Oh?"
Zuo Ren continued, "How did the people from the Blue Water Pavilion know about your highness's whereabouts?"
The young man turned his cold eyes slightly and looked at the other man with shaking knees. He said with a cold smile in his tone, "Zhen De, what do you think?"
Seeing this, the other two looked at Zhen Di in surprise, "How could it be..."
Wei Jinyou lowered his voice and said coldly, "I have always treated you well, why did you betray me?"
Hearing the boy calling his name, Zhen knew he couldn't hide it anymore, so he quickly lowered his head and said, "Your Highness... I'm sorry, I was confused for a moment... I won't dare to do it again next time!"
The young man's mouth curled up slightly, "Have you finished your last words?"
Before Zhen Di could react, his throat could no longer make any sound. His body fell to the ground and gradually melted into a pool of black blood.
Wei Jinyou took out a pure white handkerchief and was slowly wiping the blood stains on the knife when a miserable scream resounded through the night sky.