The Original Seeker Chapter 824: Transactions
"Oh." It's a pity that Yu Zitong's courage only exchanged for an unsatisfactory response.
"..."
"Since the seniors have decided to go to the Yin Yang Sect, then... the juniors took the liberty to take the Shengxian Order from the Medicine King Valley." Yu Zitong struggled violently for a few seconds, and finally made his own choice.
At first, he wanted to hug Senior Zhuji's thighs, but he has been educated in his family that the enchantress of the Onmyoji Sect is more terrifying than the tiger... Under the years of accumulation of power, he really does not have the courage to follow.
"I'll give you the rest." Huang Fenggu's Immortal Ascension Ling was thrown in front of Han Yu by Bai Mo.
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"Hopefully, there will be a day when mortals can cultivate immortals." After the impassioned spirit, Mo Tianxie, who was exhausted, took his last breath with regrets and dissatisfaction with his wife and daughter far away.
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"Live for me, see that day?" Han Yu, a poor boy who became rich overnight after dividing his inheritance, chanted the words that the old man named Mo left him quietly before he died.
He didn't think too much, why did Mo Tianxie choose to say this by himself in the end, maybe because the other two are both wrong?
The old man surnamed Mo, in addition to the three yuan ascending order, also left a huge number of gold tickets. The money was originally intended to be spent after he seized the house for himself, but after being ruthlessly extinguished by Bai Mo's only hope of seizing the house, it all became a legacy left to them.
The three buried Mo Tianxie outside the Qixuanmen.
As part of the transaction, Bai Mo is going to take a trip to Taizhou Fucheng first.
Yu Zitong, who had already decided to part ways, chose to bid farewell to the two to avoid long nights and dreams, and left alone with Yao Wangzong's order to promote immortality.
Han Yu, who took his sister with a blank face, knew that he was holding a piece of the Immortal Ascension Order on him, and it was no longer safe to stay at the Seven Profound Gate. He also said goodbye to Bai Mo and chose to go his own way.
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The road to Tai'an, the official city, was not very peaceful. From time to time, Bai Mo could see a figure of vagrants, who would rob everything that they thought was worth looting.
From the softness of gold and silver to food, from food to clothing, and then to the flesh wrapped under the clothing.
After all, food is always scarce in a disaster year.
Human flesh is also a kind of meat.
Only within a hundred miles of the palace, the city guards began to be patrolled faintly, and most of the vagrants stopped here, as if it were an invisible boundary.
The vacuum between the city and the city can only pass through a caravan controlled by a powerful force like the Seven Profound Gates.
Following one of the caravans, Bai Mo also walked into the city of Tai'an.
The streets around, on the left and right, are full of various shops and shops, and there are crowds everywhere, making it so prosperous that it looks like two worlds outside the city.
But the beggars everywhere, as well as some dead bodies in the corners of the dark alleys that have not had time to be dragged away, all imply that this big city is not so far away from the chaotic times.
"My deed, give me two silver coins, I'm going to starve to death..." A weak voice came.
Because Bai Mo didn't hide his figure, and looked at him in a attire that was definitely not Bai Ding, but also with a face of a stranger, he immediately recruited the nearest little beggar.
The beggar was thin and small, leaning over only to Bai Mo's waist, with an abscess the size of a coin on his face, and a stench that was unavoidable by others.
"Are you still alive?" Bai Mo looked at the little beggar who lowered his head and squinted waiting for alms, and gently swept his hair.
One.
Two.
Three.
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More than a dozen bugs fell from his head.
"..."
He hasn't seen anything like this since the memory of begging.
While speaking the most cold-blooded words, while doing the most gentle movements.
Yes, the most gentle.
In his short life, there has never been anyone who would catch those annoying bugs on his head for him. Those people would just let themselves go quickly, and even beating and scolding would feel dirty and smelly.
"The body of the Yin Yin was born in a male body, so it can live to the present?"
"?"
The little beggar raised his head blankly, looking up at the adult who didn't know what was going on.
"I see, you have been cleansed, and the cleansing has saved your life for the time being." Bai Mo scanned it again with his spiritual thoughts and came up with this answer.
"Jing-body?" The beggar didn't understand the word too much.
Some poor families who can’t afford to support them will choose to send their extra children to castration, and then sell them to large families as slaves. This little beggar may have had a similar experience. It’s just after the cleansing that I was very unlucky again...
"I'm just about to go to the Yin Yang Sect, just take him."
"Do you know where to ask Tianmen?" Bai Mo made a casual decision and asked.
"I know."
"Take me over."
"Okay."
No one has ever seen him again, this little beggar who often haunts this road.
But no one cared.
They are like wild dogs on the side of the road. Only when they die in a corner will someone clean their bodies.
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"A greeting to the gang leader?" In front of Wentian Gate, the concierge glanced suspiciously at the big and small two people in front of him.
There is a big scar on the small face, and the movements are still a little awkward. Although he is wearing a set of quite good clothes, he is obviously not used to it. If he keeps twisting his body, it is most likely to be from a poor family.
As for the big... master, absolute master.
Because he found that he couldn't even have the courage to look directly at each other, he only dared to peek sideways occasionally.
"Heroes, please, the lady and the lady are already waiting in the meeting hall." Half a tea time, the concierge took a more humble attitude and politely asked Bai Mo to get started.
This Wentian Gate is exactly the sect established by Mo Tianxie, and the word Wentian is exactly what he said in his heart. After he disappeared, his wife and daughter controlled the sect.
Bai Mo walked into the meeting hall step by step, where did the little beggar see this image behind him, trying to pull the corner of his clothes to the side, but found that no matter how he grasped it, he could not touch the seemingly close one. The corner of the clothes in front of you.
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In the meeting hall~IndoMTL.com~Five beautiful women are sitting in jeopardy, staring at Bai Mo who walks casually, because he mentioned in the greeting that there is information about her husband who has been missing for more than half a year.
"A visitor from afar, tea." Although the head of the woman has a frosty face, she is not rude in the slightest.
"I'll make a long story short, Mo Tianxie is dead." Bai Mo picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and said.
"When the essence is exhausted, it is too old to be reluctant to die."
"How could a great congenital master who is a good father and his father suddenly run out of essence?!" Mo Fengwu, the youngest in the crowd, asked at this time.
"Practicing exercises to get mad." Bai Mo did not intend to explain further, "I am here this time, but it is only a transaction, and the cause of death is stated here."
"Transaction?"
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