I Became an Anonymous Boss

Tie Sheng broke his mouth, revealing some of his identities with malice in his heart: "The Buddha's son of Tianlong Ancient Temple, the disciple of Dugu City Lord, the direct line of Xueyu Liesheng, the royal family of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and the top three devils on the black list... you But if you think about it clearly, don’t ask the gods and demons, half of the country in the Southern Tang Dynasty is here!”

Chapter 760 IX

When old man Hong saw Meng Chuxue disappearing, he seemed to have lost half of his soul. He anxiously wanted to go out of Lushui Town to look for it, but it turned out that he had just left the town when he saw a white horse riding back and returning. He saw Meng Chuxue and the little beggar staying on horseback and doing well, but both of them lost consciousness, and he didn't know what to ask, so he hurriedly took them back to the inn to take care of them.

Mr. Hong looked around for a long time, but he didn't see anyone following him. He knew how dangerous this place was. People came and went, went out vertically and came back horizontally, and immediately blew the suona, and the whole village waited. Feast.

He couldn't figure out why, he could only think that this was the fate of the young lady.

Seeing that Meng Chuxue was still awake and tended to sleep until dawn, Mr. Hong locked the door, moved a stool and waited outside.

After a while, the little beggar in the next room woke up first, opened his eyes, looked around, saw no familiar figure, and immediately became panicked.

She was about to get up and go out when she was pulled back onto the bed by a force.

"Don't run around." Xiaoqing wrapped her tail around her waist, and leaned lazily on the bed: "What are you in a hurry for? He'll be back soon."

The little beggar was at peace now, and then he almost jumped up in a jerk, and looked at Xiaoqing with a frightened expression on his face.

"What's that expression on your face?" Xiaoqing raised her head unhappily: "Is this girl really scary?"

The little beggar shook his head immediately, but his eyes were still evasive. The dragons in this world have long since disappeared, no matter whether it is a real dragon or a flood dragon, it has been many years. When ordinary people see a flood dragon, they feel more panic than peace of mind.

Xiaoqing jumped off the bed, shrunk to the size of a cat, and put it on the table. She didn't know the past of this little beggar, and even if she knew, she might not feel much. It's all superficial, as long as Shirataki is not involved, Xiaoqing doesn't bother to care about it at all. During the past two or three months of walking in the rivers and lakes, she has understood many things, and she has realized that this little beggar is the center of the disturbance.

She is unwilling to bring this trouble, but what she says is often not very important. After all, as long as she can't become a person for a day, her position will be stuck in the position of a domestic cat.

A cat is a pet, but also a master, and a human being is a master, but also a slave... Eat, drink, and make offerings, and it depends on its mood if you want to lick its tail.

Of course Xiaoqing is a bit nobler than cats, but her petty temper is also more deadly than ordinary cats. Some time ago, she went to Tianfu Prefecture, because Bai Long got too close to a group of beautiful girls in Tianxiang Pavilion. Day didn't have time to deal with it, and made Xiaoqing hungry. She wanted to eat the whole duck feast in Tianfu Prefecture, but she was pigeonholed for three days. The disciples were terrified.

But she is a dragon after all, it doesn't matter if she is petty now, but if she continues to be self-willed, once the established impression is formed, it will be difficult to reverse it. From this point of view, White Snake is much more reserved than Xiaoqing, even if Xiaobai is A giant python, but it looks very gentle and graceful, more like a human than a spirit snake, the Furui control people can anthropomorphize her directly through hints in their brains, but Xiaoqing obviously retains more beasts Instinct is more like a spirit beast than a human.

Anyone who has read a few ghost stories and books knows that when dating someone, the compatibility of the three views is the second, and the compatibility of the five senses is the most important thing. The premise of interracial is to look good. You see, Hanyu Rei is not a human being. She is a god, not a human being, but she is no different from a human being, and she is also good-looking.

If Xiaoqing realized anything from getting along with Hanyu Rei and Duan Mujin, there is only one thing, and that is—be obedient and obedient.

Wild animals are too active, all of them have ADHD, and being well-behaved and stable is against the nature of animals, it is a kind of artificial self-restraint.

Well-behaved and obedient animals always feel very human, and after a long time, they feel no different from humans. As long as they repeat this way, the impression will be deepened into nature, and one day they will be transformed into human form. Isn't that...

"Hey hey..." Xiaoqing thought as she walked away, snickering endlessly.

The little beggar looked at the blue dragon with a powerful smile, and hid in a corner of the bed, trembling.

The window was open, and a breeze stirred the candles in the room.

Bai Taki settled his feet, walked to the edge of the table, and poured himself a cup of tea, he glanced at the little beggar: "Are you still asleep?"

The little beggar jumped off the bed, approached in three steps and two steps, wanted to reach out but stopped in midair.

She wanted to show her concern, but she didn't dare to approach her. After a few steps away, she pursed her lips timidly.

"Sit first." Shirataki pointed to the stool, "Let's chat slowly."

The little beggar sat down obediently.

Shirataki said: "Although I don't understand the characters of the Southern Tang Dynasty very well, you can understand me. Afterwards, I will ask you to answer, and you only need to nod and shake your head."

The little beggar nodded.

"About you, I already know about it." Shirataki said, "I've also heard rumors about living Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. Let's confirm first. Are you?"

The little beggar hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

She didn't want to hide it, but the name of this Living Buddha and Bodhisattva was too tinged with rumors in the world, and she was not a living Bodhisattva who sacrificed herself for others.

People from the rivers and lakes, or modern people, like to hear some messy news and exaggerated things, such as yellow smoke from the ancestral grave, and four people playing mahjong when they opened the coffin... Some gold medal cowherd died at home and was dismembered for 18 yuan. Experts preliminarily deduced that it was suicide... Why did a fisherman go out to sea for half a year, catch a giant octopus, and distribute candy all over the street after getting off the boat...

"I can probably understand how you feel. After all, you are the victim, and I am the victim." Bai Taki sighed softly, "I am such a kind and honest young man, and somehow I got on the black list... ...It was somehow rumored to be a merciless vagabond, how wronged?"

The little beggar cast a curious look.

"Cough, let's not mention this." Bai Taki poured a cup of herbal tea, took a sip to moisten his throat: "What I want to ask is... what are you going to do next?"

The little beggar pinched his sleeve.

"You know your situation." Shirataki stretched out his hand and held her wrist, and the little beggar shook his shoulders: "Your breath is very weak. After all, you have suffered so much for so many years, and you have lost a lot. If you can't bear it, it's like a doll that has been gradually dismantled, and being able to survive until now is already considered your willpower is strong enough."

The little beggar nodded to show that she knew.

"So, what are you going to do." Bai Taki said, "If you want to take care of your body, you can go to Daqin, find Longhu Mountain, or Suyimen, and take care of yourself slowly. Even if your body's stubborn illness can't be cured, you can still live. More than ten or twenty years."

The little beggar shook her head lightly, she didn't want to go to Daqin.

"Then do you want to go back to Southern Tang?" Bai Taki asked again.

The little beggar continued to shake his head.

"You don't want to stay in Lushui Town, do you?"

The little beggar still shook her head, she quietly raised her eyes, glanced at Shirataki, and then quickly avoided her gaze.

"You want to follow me?" Shirataki asked again.

The little beggar's shoulders trembled, and he stiffened for a long, long time before he nodded slightly.

Shirataki shook his head and said, "But you are a trouble."

Hearing this, the little beggar's body became stiff and his face turned pale.

Shirataki's tone was calm and almost heartless: "As long as you live for a day, people from all corners of the world will chase after you. This time it's Junjian Sifu and Wuji Demon Gate. Who will it be next time?"

The little beggar hugged her shoulders, a strong sense of panic overwhelmed her, what she feared most was happening, even her benefactor thought she was a trouble, once she exposed herself, she would not even have the chance to stay by his side !

Her breathing was disordered, her heartbeat was disordered, her small face was pale, she breathed excessively, her already fragile body couldn't bear the pressure, and she almost fainted... The whole person went to the point of mental breakdown after only one sentence of questioning. edge.

At this moment, Bai Taki patted her on the forehead, sending out a trace of true energy to help her stabilize her mind, the young man was helpless: "One sentence scares you like this, you are so timid, how did you walk half of Southern Tang alone? "

The little beggar didn't speak, but just lowered her head, tears rolling in her eyes, she hadn't shed tears for many years, but now she just wanted to cry.

Everything is empty, all efforts and patience are meaningless, what she is chasing is just day and night dreams.

Seeing her crying, Bai Taki slapped his forehead, realizing that he had made a mistake.

The young man couldn't help smiling wryly, he had completely misunderstood the partner, Shirataki still had too little understanding of women's minds, most of the women he knew were heroines who did not give in to men, and none of them were willing to be a vase and a foil, Naturally, it raised his awareness of ordinary women.

He purposely said a few cruel words, trying to cheer her up, thinking about why he ended up in such a mess, and trying to guide her to get back her own things. He thought that she could persist for so many years, it must be a foreigner. Soft and strong, with the flame of revenge hidden in her heart, thinking that one day she will get everything back, but she never thought that she is the weakest Southern Tang flower, and she is already on the verge of withering due to wind and rain, where is her backbone and arrogance?

This villain did nothing, and all she said was nonsense. She was able to get here not because of her backbone, but because of a faint hope.

What a stupid thing he did.

Bai Taki changed his words: "My trip is to Nantang, do you want to come with me?"

She had already bent down, her eyes were red, and she was holding back her tears, but when she heard this sentence again suddenly, she was slightly taken aback.

The little beggar shook his head vigorously.

Bai Taki smiled: "Afraid of causing trouble to me?"

She nodded, a lump in her throat.

Bai Taki picked up the herbal tea cup, the moonlight was reflected in the water: "I'm afraid it's useless, it's already too late."

The little beggar was stunned and looked over with red eyes, puzzled.

"I let Jun Jiuyan go, and within a week, the news will spread throughout Southern Tang."

"Half of the rivers and lakes in the Southern Tang Dynasty are waiting for me to go to the railing to take pictures."

"There are so many faces."

Shirataki held the cup and drank up the moonlight.

Chapter 770

The black eagle flew through the sky, and Tiesheng returned to the grassland in only two or three days.

He didn't sleep for three days and three nights, and ran for hundreds of miles on the grassland, raising and lowering his hands, just to kill three people.

The three masters on the prairie couldn't talk about hatred. Perhaps these masters didn't know why Tie Sheng wanted to kill people.

The specific reason may only be understood by himself.

After Tie Sheng returned to his residence, a man was ushered in. This man was dressed in traditional grassland clothes, but he was dressed like a scribe.

Yelvwen had already packed his things, and when he saw Tie Sheng came back, he pointed to the side, the horse, spirits, and luggage: "You did too much this time, you should know that the past few years have made the wolf lord very afraid, you If you offend and kill other wolf kings this time, you will definitely be dealt with... If you want to leave, leave as soon as possible, and if you are later, other people will come to kill you."

Tie Sheng nodded without thinking: "Everyone has withdrawn?"

"Send it away a long time ago." Yelvwen said: "It's been prepared for more than two years, and it's not too hasty. I just didn't expect it to be used so soon."

"Aren't you going?"

"I have to go and plead guilty to the wolf lord, and serve him as a staff advisor for five years, which can be regarded as atonement for you." Yelvwen took off the gray eagle feathers on his shoulders: "If you become the king of heaven, I can come back sooner."

"Oh, then you should just stay there." Tie Sheng grinned: "Give you a few years, and you can eat most of his staff."

"It's all dark chess, you can't tell which step you will take." Yelvwen shook his head and said, "The lives of people in this grassland are worthless, and they shouldn't die too much. You killed three demon masters this time. After all, it's a bit too much." .”

"I've been holding it in for too long, I can't help it," Tie Sheng said.

"Lie..." Yelvwen asked, "Who did you meet?"

"Don't ask gods and demons." Tie Sheng said.

"No wonder." Yelvwen's expression changed several times: "It seems that the Southern Tang Jianghu is going to be in chaos again... This god and demon Mowen really has the ability to turn decay into magic. Do not use Qianlong, he can force you to fly into the sky and escape from the ground..."

Tie Sheng got on his horse and grinned grinningly: "He also went crazy this time, facing Nantang Banbi, I don't know if he will meet and die, tell me, how many people in this world would want his life? "

"Aren't you going to kill him?"

"Of course." Tie Sheng kicked the horse's belly: "But he must have died by my hands!"

……

Junjian Sifu, Inner Zongmen, Jiankui Jun Jiuyan is being punished to face the wall and think about his mistakes.

After repenting, an old man with a sword in his arms said, "You are always impulsive when you are young. The palace master is not blaming you, but I am afraid that you will act recklessly."

Jun Jiuyan looked at the ravines on the repentance wall: "I know that my aunt is worried about my recklessness, but I blame myself for my incompetence..."

"Don't ask if you lose to the gods and demons, you won't lose face."