Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 1272: Message

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Hearing Yang Chen's words, Uncle Jiang frowned, and said with some discomfort: "I have already said, I have no interest in this matter, please stop talking, please go back."

Uncle Jiang said, he was about to close the door again.

However, this time, Yang Chen didn't give him a chance. He directly raised his foot and walked into his wooden house.

"You..." Uncle Jiang's face changed slightly, and he took two steps back, looking at Yang Chen with vigilance. A fierce breath also diffused from his body. Can't tell, this guy is still a warrior?

But if you think about it carefully, it's not surprising. After all, people who can survive in this place, if they don't have the skills, would have been dragged out by the monster to eat.

Yang Chen smiled. He didn't care about the other party's reaction. He just said faintly: "Uncle Jiang, don't be nervous, I know you have to live here as a last resort? I also know that you like to write some essays. Interesting fact, but it’s a pity that these articles of yours didn’t sell for a penny... You were so poor that you were so poor that you hid in this deep mountain and old forest to avoid debt, right?"

Hearing this, Uncle Jiang's face changed.

Seeing that Yang Chen didn't say anything, he directly took out a cloth pocket from the storage bag and placed it gently on the table. The cloth pocket slammed on the table and made a soft "jingle" sound, a bag full of coins.

"What...what do you mean?" Looking at the bag of money on the table, Uncle Jiang's eyes were straight.

"It's not interesting." Yang Chen smiled when he heard this, and said: "It's just that I just have some money on hand. If you take this money, you should be able to pay off your debt, right?"

Hearing this, Uncle Jiang took a deep breath, and the excitement in his eyes was beyond words. Indeed, the money in this bag not only allows him to repay his debts, but also allows him to live a good life for the rest of his life.

"But."

However, at this moment, Yang Chen stretched out his hand, grabbed the cloth bag directly, and said with a smile: "However, I only have one request, that is, after three days, you will be our tour guide. .You have to make sure that we won’t get lost in the mountains. Only in this way will I give you this bag of money. Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Uncle Jiang took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart. After a while, he nodded and said: "Okay, as long as you give me the money, I will agree to you Go out together!"

"Get on the road."

Yang Chen smiled upon hearing this.

The expression of satisfaction also appeared on his face.

He knows that for a desperate person like this, only a small favor is enough to make him grateful. After all, sending charcoal in snow is often more important than icing on the cake.

After saying this, Yang Chen raised his hand and patted the other person on the shoulder. After that, he didn't stay much longer, turned and walked outside the door.

His figure also gradually disappeared in the Warcraft Mountains, but Yang Chen did not immediately return to Li Mansion, because he felt that the time to go back at this moment was not appropriate. If Yang Shan knew that he had intervened in this matter, he would be furious.

So he plans to live outside for two days, and when the matter is over, he will return to Li Mansion to visit his father and aunt.

And time passed by in this waiting.

However.

I don't know who is going to reveal the wind.

Yang Chen can hear everywhere, and there are people around talking about the thunderstorm weather three days later. They seem to have learned the news in advance, knowing that the beast will have a catastrophe in three days?

In the restaurant, several people are sitting.

While drinking, talking about it.

"Have you heard? I just learned the news from someone else. I heard that after three days, the beast in the Warcraft Mountains will have a catastrophe!"

"Heavenly Tribulation?"

As soon as this was said, everyone screamed in exclamation, and their eyes showed shock.

"Really? Where did you hear the news?"

"Yeah, how do you know that he will experience the catastrophe when he shoots?"

"Your news is not fake, is it?"

"Can't fake it!" Hearing this, the man laughed and said, "I have a friend, he is an inner disciple of the third-class sect. I learned this news from him, he There is nothing wrong with what you say! And now in the Imperial Capital, many people have heard of this news, and many forces are ready to take action on the Warcraft Mountains in three days!"

As soon as this word came out, everyone's expressions changed one after another.

Even the other table guests sitting around couldn't help but look sideways. In everyone's eyes, there was a splendid light and a color of thinking.

"Three days later, Heavenly Tribulation?" An old man sitting in the corner murmured, and the wine glass that was just about to be delivered to his mouth stopped in mid-air.

There is also a hint of thinking in his muddy eyes. Opposite him, several young people were sitting.

This group of people are all dressed in uniform, purple robes. Behind everyone is a copper compass.

There are a few words pierced on their skirts.

Ben Lei Zong.

Benlei Sect is a big sect in southern Xinjiang, and its status is not inferior to that of Yunhai Sect. Their suzerain is even a master of Martial Emperor Realm.

In the past two years, the position of Benlei Sect in southern Xinjiang has been rising steadily, especially after the Yunhai Sect was destroyed, Benlei Sect has faintly become the number one sect in southern Xinjiang.

Even the people around are looking at the guests at this table with awe.

"Three days later, there will be a catastrophe in the Warcraft Mountains? How come we don't know this news?" A young man sitting opposite frowned and couldn't help saying.

The man just said that the entire imperial capital already knew about it. If so, how could they not know the news as the first sect in Southern Xinjiang?

"I guess this person is spreading rumors? Don't care." Hearing the young man's words, a beautiful woman sitting on the right smiled faintly.

"No."

However, the old man shook his head, poured the wine into his throat, and said: "The old man always feels that this is a weird thing, and it doesn't seem to be groundless."

"What does Elder Yige mean?" Hearing this, everyone couldn't help asking.

Hearing this, the person called Elder Ge fell silent. After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter if the news is true or false. If it is false, then forget it, but if it is true, then Didn't we just come here for nothing? So the old man felt that after three days, we should go to the Warcraft Mountains anyway!"

"Don't forget, when you went out, the lord told the old man that we have to get this place where the mist gushes out!"

"We can never...let the people of the Sea of ​​Clouds take the lead!"