Red Heart Survey

Chapter 1304 Pay the bill now

Jiang looked at the hand pushing the door, so he paused in mid-air.

Accidents one after another will definitely not be accidents.

Who is targeting?

How did you find me again?

Jiang Wang asked himself that these days in Zhaoguo, he almost never left the door without leaving the door, and he never did anything to reveal his identity. During this period of time, there should be no possibility of being discovered. To find him, it should be only the previous clues.

But if the person who manipulated these secretly had known his whereabouts before, why did he wait until today?

Moreover, what means are these various "accidents" based on? Why can't Dao Yuan fluctuate and show no trace?

These questions came to mind, and Jiang Wangdun's hand in mid-air was already holding a long sword with a sheath.

The scabbard of Shenlong wood is ancient and clumsy in shape, but the sharpness of Sauvignon Blanc has come out of the sheath.

With the long sword in hand, Jiang Wang strode out the door——

No matter who it is, he always has to face it. And in this state of being targeted frequently by "accidents", he does not want to involve the innocent.

The door leads out to the corridor, and Jiang Wang quickly turned around. He suspected that if he continued to stay here, the entire inn would collapse.

But at this moment, a small knife suddenly appeared in front of him.

The shape of this small knife is very strange, and the way it appears is also very strange.

Jiang Wang didn't notice the fluctuation of Yuanli, nor did he notice the way it appeared... Where did it fly from, or how it manifested, or broke through the space.

In short, when he caught his sight, the knife had already appeared in front of him.

There is a mysterious smell.

But it only pointed the hilt at him, and it seemed that he had no intention of attacking.

Jiang Wang looked at him coldly and treated them with vigilance.

I saw the tip of the small knife moving forward, and landed on a pillar not far in front of it, as if being pinched by an invisible hand, wandering about, and sawdust flying. The knife actually carved words. From top to bottom, write--

"The amulets were taken on the streets of Linzi, and now I have to pay the bill!"

Yu Beidou!

Seeing this line of words, it is not difficult to guess the source of this series of anomalies.

Thinking about it carefully, although the bed collapsed and the door collapsed today, it seemed very unlucky, but there was indeed no "accident" that could really endanger life. It was more like some kind of prank than a conspiracy.

only……

When Jiang Wang saw this line, his first thought was—"Didn't I pay a knife?"

At the beginning, everyone agreed on a knife, money and an amulet, so I wanted it.

After the money and the goods are settled, why are there additional charges?

Yu Beidou seemed to know what Jiang Wang would think, right in front of him, the lettering knife finished the last stroke, suddenly faded from the cold light, fell down, turned back into a knife coin, flipped in the air, and fell into Jiang Wang's hand.

It was the one that Jiang Wang paid for at the beginning!

No wonder I thought this small knife had such a strange shape before, it was clearly the alienation of a knife!

From this, Jiang Wang probably knew how Yu Beidou found him. The piece of money he gave with his own hands inevitably had something to do with it. For a physicist of Yu Beidou's level, if he did some tricks or captured some traces, he would be completely unaware of it.

Although Daoqian recognized it, Jiang Wang resolutely put his hands behind him and avoided taking it.

The amulet that Yu Beidou gave has no bones left, so how could he want this knife money again?

The knife and money can be repaid, but the amulet can no longer be repaid!

Jiang Wang put his hands behind his back to dodge it, but the knife and money persevered, circled half a circle, like a mad bee and a butterfly dropping a stamen, it insisted on falling into his hand.

The mark of Qingyun appeared and disappeared, Jiang Wang made a graceful turn and threw it away.

Chasing after the knife and money, Jiang Wang ran away again... One person, one knife and money, turned back and forth in this long and narrow corridor, suddenly and misty.

Jiang Wang still doesn't know what the amulet that Yu Beidou sold helped him block it. Although according to Zhong Xuansheng, it seems that something happened. Probably a curse, an attack...it should be acknowledged.

But then again... Didn't you already pay a knife? !

How could Yu Beidou's matter be meddled?

His strength is far from enough, and he is often mixed up with some nagging things.

Jiang Wang thought to himself that he was weak and his arms were thin, so he refused to take matters into his own hands.

Who knows what kind of bill Yu Beidou will charge?

This knife and money has been chasing for a long time without success, and finally seemed to understand something, and flew to the pillar of the corridor again, and continued to engrave words——

"Just do me a favor, how about?"

Not to mention paying bills.

Jiang Wang didn't care whether the other party could see or hear, he shook his head decisively and said, "Don't tell me if you have something to do, I can't help you."

The knife paused for a moment, as if he was surprised by his straightforwardness, and quickly continued to engrave: "I pay."

"It's not about money!" Jiang Wang softened his tone and apologized: "I'm sorry, it's really inconvenient for me now, you old man should hire someone else!"

The inscription on the knife coin is extremely heavy: "Ten primordial stones."

Jiang Wang said without confidence: "I'm not short of money..."

The knife and money hovered in the air for a while, and engraved: "Tell me your top outer building level Taoism."

"Meeting is fate!" Jiang Wang has already stepped forward, smiling: "If you have anything to say, the old man, the younger generation who can help will never refuse!"

With a swipe of the knife and money in the air, the inscriptions on the pillars were erased. He also no longer "dialogues" with Jiang Wang, and flies out on his own.

Jiang Wang tightened his cloak and followed behind in a low-key manner. Passing by the innkeeper who rushed over upon hearing the news, he handed over a gold ingot: "I'm sorry to trouble you, this is the compensation for damage to the inn."

The shopkeeper took the gold ingot in a daze, and before he could say anything, the man in the sackcloth had already walked away.

His gait looks calm, but his speed is extremely fast, and he has a kind of unrestrained fairy air.

Only the authentic, Linzi-accented words are left, which makes people feel like listening to fairy music.

He bit the gold ingot in his hand, he was sure that it was fine, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "You really deserve to be from Linzi!"

In the room on the top floor that was smashed by Jiang Wang for no reason, two white-fleshed mandarin ducks were also talking on the bed.

Curtains covered the canopy beds, making them seem like they were hiding in a fortress.

"What was he doing just now?" The woman glanced outside through the gap in the curtain.

"I don't know." The man was still in shock.

The woman asked again: "Did he peek at us earlier? Then he got excited... and fell down?"

"I don't know." The man was depressed.

The woman whispered: "It seems to be an extraordinary master..."

"Probably." The man hung his head dejectedly.

"It seems that although this person is extraordinary, he can't be refined."

"Hey." The man sighed.

"Who was he talking to?" the woman asked.

"There seems to be no one." The man was dumbfounded.

"Is it to hide his embarrassment?"

"Who knows?" The man's heart was as still as water.

"You seem to be terrified," the woman said.

The man forced a smile: "Hehe, I'm not afraid."

The woman took a look: "It's really broken."

The man fell silent.

"Report to the official?" the woman asked again.

"Everyone is gone..." The man reacted: "Put on your clothes first!"

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