To support exiled officials, start by worshipping the God of Wealth

The man looked around and saw no one coming. He pulled down the worn black cloth on his face and said, "Ling'er, you are living a carefree life. Do you still remember me?"

Yuan Ling's nails dug into her palms.

The pain kept her calm, but the memories were still deeply engraved in her mind, and her arms couldn't help but tremble.

"Lv Yu, we have nothing to do with each other anymore, please get out of the way!"

Lu Yu blocked her way with his hands on both sides. When he saw her sliding down the wall, he immediately squatted down and stared at her threateningly, "You said it's okay, so it's okay? You've hurt me so badly. Now I have nothing, no money and no one! Give me money!"

The man kept rummaging through her pockets.

When he saw the copper coins, his eyes lit up.

Yuan Ling didn't dare to breathe. The cold wind made her red eyes painful. She opened her mouth and the raindrops fell into her mouth, moistening her dry throat. She pushed the man away.

Wet hair obscures expression.

"I hurt you badly? Lu Yu, it seems like you imprisoned me for several years and made me make money for you two dogs and bitches! How can you have the nerve to say that I hurt you?"

Those sad past events are more cruel than sharp arrows.

I finally escaped from the devil's cave and I can't go back.

I don’t know how much strength I used, but I jumped up from the ground and ran towards the alley. There was light!

boom!

Lu Yu threw Yuan Ling to the ground, "Do you have any more money? Do you have any more money?"

"Go away, don't touch me!"

Yuan Ling tried her best, punching and kicking the man.

Light, there is brightness.

And getting closer.

The man in the straw raincoat squatted down, raised the light, illuminated the faces of the two men, and seemed to be interested: "Oh? Are you fighting?"

Yuan Ling grabbed his sleeve in panic, "Brother, please save me!"

There was a vicious look in Lu Yu's eyes.

Licking his lips.

His attitude was extremely bad, and he said, "Get lost, don't meddle in other people's business! Do you believe I'll beat you up too?"

The man sneered, grabbed Lu Yu by the collar, stood up, and threw Lu Yu far away, "Just you? Weakling!"

Just as he was about to bend down to pick up the lamp on the ground, he happened to see the face of the woman on the ground.

Yuan Ling's eyes widened: "I've seen you before, when we passed Camel Mountain."

"Oh, it's you." Luo Wanjia remembered the woman he saw in the carriage that day. There really are such pitiful women in the world. He touched his chin and said, "You are really pitiful. Every time I see you, you seem unhappy."

Yuan Ling took a deep breath and got up from the ground.

There was a sharp pain in my leg, and I leaned forward, feeling my hand being grabbed tightly.

"Thanks…"

"Can you still walk?" Luo Wanjia lowered his head and looked at her ankle which hurt whenever she moved. He smiled helplessly and leaned down. "Come on, hold the lamp and I'll carry you."

Yuan Ling glanced at Lu Yu, whose face was full of hatred, and got up from the ground.

She quickly climbed onto Luo Wanjia's back and thanked him again and again: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Lu Yu rushed towards the two with a dagger in his hand, "Bitch, you actually flirted with a man in front of me, I'm going to kill you!"

Luo Wanjia turned around suddenly, supporting the weight of the woman's body with one hand and holding the dagger with the other. He approached step by step, his eyes flashing coldly.

"I guess she has nothing to do with you anymore, right? An incompetent man always wants to tie a woman to his side to show how powerful he is, but in fact, she is just a puddle of mud."

He raised his foot and kicked it.

The man fell to the ground again.

After many days of running around, the weather was windy, rainy, cold and freezing.

Lu Yu couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.

Luo Wanjia carried Yuan Ling back to the hot pot restaurant, watching the people inside taking good care of her, and looked around, "Is this the restaurant you opened?"

"No, it's Miss Jiu's." Yuan Ling said.

She hadn't expected that one day she would feel uneasy in her own rest room.

Luo Wanjia nodded. He took off his raincoat, opened the window, and looked at the scenery outside the courtyard. It was really pleasing to the eyes. He said, "Miss Jiu is really amazing. I came here this time just because she invited me."

Because of Miss Jiu, and because he was her savior.

Yuan Ling said earnestly, "It's raining heavily and dark at night, benefactor, why don't you stay for a night before leaving? Tomorrow I'll have someone take you to find your boss, and I'll bandage your wound."

Shaoyao and the others looked at each other, closed the door silently and left.

Luo Wanjia stretched out his hand, looked at her carefully bandaging the wound, and said with a smile: "Don't be so serious, we are all rough men, we won't die."

"Don't, don't open the wound again." Yuan Ling held his hand tightly, not letting him move. "Why do you have other wounds on your arm?"

Luo Wanjia's eyes darkened slightly: "As soon as I came out of the mountain, someone tried to kill me. I guess they didn't want me to come."

Yuan Ling pursed her lips: "Then my benefactor must pay attention to safety."

After bandaging, she awkwardly wrapped her hands with cloth strips, circle after circle. The candlelight gently shone on their faces, causing their noses to itch and they sneezed.

Luo Wanjia quickly closed the window with a guilty look on his face.

Yuan Ling said, "There is an empty room next to it. My legs and feet are not convenient for me, so please feel free to go there."

"Okay, you have a good rest. Call me if you need anything." Luo Wanjia held the dirty straw raincoat and long sword in his arms. He felt a little embarrassed to dirty someone else's bedroom.

Suddenly, I heard the woman behind me burst into laughter.

He laughed too and closed the door. It was quite good. In the past, he had always seen her with a sad expression and rarely saw her smile.

-

The next day, all the boxes at the door were still empty.

at the same time.

The two groups arrived at Jiufu at the same time.

As soon as the Du family sat down, a man with a fierce face rushed in. He clasped his hands together and said directly: "Miss Jiu, the boss can't come because of something, so he sent me to tell you."

Bandits of Camel Mountain.

Mr. Du held on to the armrests of the wooden chair, his previous experiences still vividly in his mind.

Jiusu's eyes fell on the person who brought the news, and he knocked on the table, making irregular, neither light nor heavy sounds.

"is it?"

She remembered that the boss was a man who loved weapons, and she was planning to use a book on weapon making in exchange for his next trip to the mountain?

Was it a miscalculation?

The man cupped his fists, "Uh, yes."

Songbai brought the person over, talked to Zitan for a few words, and then left.

Zitan said: "Miss, the head of Camel Mountain is here."

Everyone turned around.

Luo Wanjia put the big knife on his neck and walked in with big strides. He didn't look at anyone else and bowed to the person in the middle: "Miss Jiu, oh, no, I should call you Lord Jiu."

"I still like the name Miss Jiu." Jiusu nodded and saluted. Her eyes flickered slightly and her tone became colder. "But how come the boss has time to come?"

She smiled mysteriously and pointed to the person beside her.

"This guy said you don't have time to come."

Luo Wanjia looked over and said, "Oh? Are you from Camel Mountain? Why do you say I don't have time? Tell me, who are you from!"

The man took a few steps back in fear and begged for forgiveness in a servile manner.

"Master, please spare my life. This may be a false information. I will immediately return to the mountain and find out who lied about your whereabouts."

He bent down, lowered his head, and walked away backwards.

Luo Wanjia shouted, "Stop! Still running? Don't even think about running!"