Chapter 622 Demon Cult Leader 16
Nangong Yiyun couldn't stand it anymore and said to Nangong Ao: "Grandpa, I was indeed rescued by them. They have tried their best to take care of me these days, so I'd better give them the money."
There are so many decent people in the martial arts watching from the outside, so we can't just refuse to pay in front of outsiders. Ten thousand taels is a price worth saving to save a promising grandson.
"Give it to them!" Nangong Ao still had his hands behind his back and turned around after finishing speaking. Shaped like an immortal, he flew up and in the blink of an eye, he was ten feet away and entered the archway.
What an amazing qinggong! The followers of the Tianpuppet Sect all looked at him with straight eyes, and although the decent ones were expressionless, they secretly admired him in their hearts.
Xi Ning could only sigh, so in the previous plot, the martial arts sect besieged the Tianpuppet Sect, and the old, weak, sick and disabled had no choice but to be slaughtered.
Nangong De looked at the housekeeper beside him, and the housekeeper asked: "Excuse me, do you want silver coins or banknotes?"
Standing by the window of the carriage, Pou An said softly: "Bank notes are easy to carry."
Xining replied softly: "Then just take the banknote." It's all money anyway, as long as you can get the money.
Puppet An then shouted: "Whatever, if it is inconvenient to go to the bank to get silver coins, just a banknote will do."
These words sounded good, implying that the Nangong family was wealthy and had both banknotes and cash.
"Then take the banknotes!" The butler took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and counted them. He counted ten of them, handed them to the person next to him, and asked him to take them. The remaining three or five were stuffed back into his arms.
It's not that the Nangong family has more than 10,000 taels of banknotes and they just carry them around. It should be that they knew the 10,000 taels in advance and took a few more when they came, for fear of a temporary price increase. They are decent people, and they cannot afford to be hurt if they get entangled with the devil's sect.
Seeing the banknote handed to Puppet An, Ye Hongling said angrily: "Count clearly, don't say less afterward."
Puppet Ying replied rudely: "Thank you for reminding me. For the sake of the Nangong family, I should believe that the Nangong family will not be short of money. Since you said it, then make it clear, otherwise don't say that you are not selling face."
Puppet An then looked at them one by one, finally nodded, and handed the banknotes into the car window: "Master, there are enough, they can be used in all states and counties."
Xining did not answer: "Leave it where you are."
This is ten thousand taels. Normally, selling medicinal materials and mountain products only costs twenty or thirty taels of silver at most. Puppet An thought for a while: "Then I will divide some of it into the medicine uncle. I can't put it on one person for fear of falling."
"It's up to you." Xining added: "I can rest assured that you will do the work."
Puppet almost cried because he was so moved. The leader really trusted him the most.
Seeing so many banknotes, Ye Hongling's eyes turned red and she sarcastically said: "Now you have made a fortune!"
"Are you envious? If you have the ability, you can go to the mass graves and pick one up and save it." Puppet Eagle said back again: "You don't have that ability. You are a yellow-toothed child with no money and no ability, and only a sharp mouth. .”
"I didn't say it!" Puppet Ying's voice was clear and loud: "This is what your cousin's father said, and everyone has heard it. Right?"
Immediately a group of believers from the Tianpuppet Sect joined in, shouting arrogantly: "Yes!"
"You~" Ye Hongling was so angry that she was jealous. After a long while, he cursed: "The demon sect witch is so ugly. If it were me, I would rather die!"
Now Puppet's hair is blowing up. Puppet's everything is fine, but there is such a big birthmark on her cheek, which affects her appearance. She is most taboo about being called ugly.
"I'm ugly, so you're beautiful?" Puppet Ying walked towards Ye Hongling, rolling up her sleeves as she walked.
Seeing that it was not good, Puppet Ling limped a few steps, hugged Puppet Ying's waist and advised: "Sister Puppet Ying, don't be the same as her. She is actually uglier, and people with ugly hearts will also become ugly. Still stupid!”
"Who are you calling stupid?" Ye Hongling was also furious over there. She had long disliked these demonic cults. If they wanted to fight, then let's fight. "You are stupid, you are stupid. Ugly and stupid!"
"You are stupid, Hualianpo!"
Puppet Ying, who was hugged around the waist, faced Ye Hongling, who was also being pulled. Both sides were scolding and throwing punches, but how could they still look like ladies?
Everyone is still watching, but here you are following the demon sect and swearing in the streets. How is it unbecoming? Nangong De, who was still left to deal with the matter, became angry and roared: "That's enough!"
The sound resounded throughout the countryside, like thunder. People with poor skills covered their ears. Is it the roar of a lion?
"Eh~" The horse was frightened and raised its front hooves and neighed.
"Huh, uh..." The coachman quickly pulled the reins, but he still couldn't stop the frightened horse.
The horse started running, taking the cart with it, and crashed into the Nangong family.
"Leader~" Puppet An was shocked and started chasing the out-of-control carriage.
The bumps in the carriage were like a magnitude 7 earthquake, and Xining, who was sitting inside, felt really bitter. It's going to be over now, something big is going to happen!
When it was less than five meters away and about to collide, Nangongde suddenly jumped up, raised his fist, and punched the horse's neck.
There was a muffled sound of "Boom~", and the frightened horse was hit in the neck. It screamed "咴", its steps began to stagger, and finally its body tilted. Due to the inertia, it fell to the ground together with the car.
Xining was thrown out of the car. After rolling a few times, he lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment, unable to move.
Damn~, I fell so badly, my pretense failed now.
"Leader!" Puppet An ran to him and saw her lying on her stomach, not daring to move. He squatted down and asked anxiously: "Are you injured? Where is the injury?"
Xining lay on his stomach, raised a hand, and waved weakly: "I'm fine." It's fine. The hammer should have broken his knee. It hurts.
Now all the decent people in the martial arts world looked straight at it. What happened to the Tianpuppet Sect? This leader is either too bad at martial arts, or he doesn't know how to martial arts at all.
A question arises in the minds of people from all sects... Could it be that the Tianpuppet Sect can do nothing but poison?
"Leader, Leader..." The believers came running and formed a circle.
Nangong De was also stunned. He didn't expect things to turn out like this, but he quickly reacted: "Go and ask the doctor quickly."
"No need to ask, isn't it me?" An old hoarse voice sounded.
The believers made way for Puppet Yao, who was walking on crutches, to walk in slowly.
After Puppet squatted down like a big bucket, he checked her pulse with his fingers, moved her hands and feet, and pressed her abdomen and waist to make sure that the bones were not broken and there were no internal injuries. Then she stood up, and she still looked like a bucket: "Well, it's no big deal. Puppet, help the leader onto the carriage, be careful."
Pou An saw that it would be difficult for her to move around, so he hugged her sideways.
There was something shiny next to her. She turned her head and saw that it was a silver mask... Damn, the mask fell off!
Nangong Yiyun, who was being supported by others, looked at the body owner's gorgeous and beautiful face with astonishment like everyone else.
Wearing a red gauze skirt, the leader of the Tianpuppet Sect looks like he is in his mid-twenties, which is a good age, and he is so stunningly beautiful. Like a red cloud, he was carried to the carriage by the black guy.
The men looked dumbfounded one by one, as if they were dreaming.
But Xining just wanted to cry. She was really prepared, but she was still exposed.
(End of chapter)