Twilight Boundary Chapter 164

 Chapter 164: One of Our Own (1st update)

 “Yang Gong?”

The people guarding here are all Hongxiang disciples. They are usually the most arrogant and do not listen to others. If they see someone coming unexpectedly, they will naturally conduct an interrogation.

But when he saw Hu Ma coming up and calling Sanxiang disciples, it was Yang Gong who had just become famous not long ago, so he didn't dare to be careless and hurriedly ordered Hu Ma to stay here and wait. Naturally, someone burned incense and summoned the young man in green clothes. Ghost, go ask Yang Gong.

Hu Ma was just sitting on the donkey cart, looking like a white-faced Daiyu who was about to faint.

After waiting for at least half a cup of tea, I suddenly heard footsteps not far away, followed by a hurried shout:

 “Who is looking for me?”

 “But my brother Huma is here?”

It was Yang Gong who came, and he was seen running towards him with long strides. He didn't even fasten the belt of his robe. He seemed to have been asleep just now. He didn't have time to ask for details. He just heard that the other party was looking for "Brother Yang Gong." , and jumped up.

 Among the people he knew in this area, his brothers called him Brother Yang, and everyone in the guild called him Senior Brother Yang. He had no other acquaintances, only Hu Ma Hui called him that.

 Hurrying closer, I saw Hu Ma sitting on the donkey cart, and I suddenly felt anxious.

I just wanted to ask him to leave, but I didn't know what this guy was doing when he came back now after he had gained his trust. But he suddenly saw something wrong with Hu Ma's face. He suddenly felt panicked. He took a closer look and shouted: "What are you doing?" Have you become like this?"

 “Hurry, blood food pills!”

 As he spoke, he stretched out his hands behind him.

There were a few people who ran over after him. When they saw him asking for blood pills, one of them was so busy that he took out a blue porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it over directly.

But when Yang Gong took it and took a look, he was furious. He threw it to the ground and crushed it under his feet. He shouted to the people behind him: "Don't fool around with this kind of dog food. I asked you to give the blood to Tai Sui." I!"

 Normally, whether it is white, green or red, as long as it is not black, it is called blood food.

 However, it is generally called blood food pills if they are made into pills and are easy to carry and eat.

It's not that the disciples who followed him didn't understand, but they didn't expect that Yang Gong was so stubborn that he actually wanted the blood pill.

That's a valuable thing!

Now that I see Yang Gong cursing here, he looks embarrassed, and he doesn't have any with him...

 At this moment, several other people ran over, one of them was Shen Dabangzi who had met Hu Ma with Yang Gong.

He heard Yang Gong's scream and recognized that the donkey cart was flax. He hurriedly took out an object wrapped in a handkerchief from his arms and opened it layer by layer. Inside was a plug wrapped in red. A small porcelain vase for cloth.

Yang Gong grabbed it, pulled out the stopper, and fed it to Hu Ma: "Brother, eat before you talk."

He is a disciple of Hongxiang, and his experience is different from that of Hu Ma and others. He can recognize at a glance that he is almost exhausted at this time. Hongxiang disciples only behave like this when they borrow too much mana from the Red Lantern Empress. He needs a blood pill to stay alive.

"this…"

Hu Ma was hesitant. He pretended to be like this in order to act realistically. He didn't expect Yang Gong to be so generous.

 But he hesitated for a moment, thinking that he would have to pay him back in the future, so he ate it in one bite.

He immediately felt the billowing energy and blood dissolving in his chest. Even if he didn't do anything, he could not help but feel refreshed. Then he took a deep breath and said to Yang Gong in a low voice: "I went out to work in the gang, and I didn't expect to meet him. A serious one arrived and he was injured."

Yang Gong's eyebrows were knitted together, and he said fiercely: “Which **** got hurt, I'll cut him into a stick to vent your anger.”

Hu Ma's heart sank a little when he heard this, but he understood that Yang Gong was not just talking.

His temperament is not to scold others. He wants to turn people into sticks, which means he really intends to turn them into sticks.

 “Let's not talk about this for now.”

He hurriedly asked: "Is Manager Xu who is in charge of distributing money and food to Qingxiang disciples here?"

“…The one with the two whiskers and the one who likes to wear a blue shirt and pretend to be a scholar. That's my elder. You took me to see him first.”

 “He should have settled in the tiled house on the west side.”

Yang Gong also reacted and looked at the people around him. Someone pointed in a direction, then turned around and said to Hu Ma:

 “Come up, I'll carry you.”

 “No need, I can go.”

Hu Ma felt a little embarrassed, jumped out of the car, turned around to leave, and suddenly said: "Keep an eye on the donkey cart for me."

Yang Gong said: "Don't worry, no one dares to touch our brother's things."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the Hongxiang disciples and said: "You can see clearly, this is the Huma brother on the bluestone cabinet. He is one of our own. He saved the lives of Shen Dabang and I earlier. From now on, He was always polite to me when I met him."

Most of those who followed were wearing red belts. Seeing Yang Gong say this, they all nodded: "Of course."

Hu Ma was a little surprised: "It seems that Yang Gong is extraordinary now and has a lot of brothers!"

　　…"It's all still red."

As he said that, he got off the carriage and walked into the town, but he didn't even need to check and ask. The Hongxiang disciples guarding here all looked at Hu Ma as if they were one of their own.

Even the donkey cart could not turn over, so he was led to the stable nearby and fed with good food.

This kind of treatment would probably make even the real shopkeeper of Zhuangzi feel embarrassed when he saw it. Following Yang Gong as he walked into the town, Hu Ma discovered that the hundreds of households in Zhumen Town were now divided into two distinct sides.

Red lanterns are hung at the entrances of many houses on this side, which means that people from the Red Lantern Club have settled here. On the other side, green tents are fluttering, and on the street in the middle, a high platform can be vaguely seen. Then there are people guarding them there.

Yang Gong took Hu Ma and entered an alley. At this moment, many people who heard the noise came out to see what was going on.

From a distance, Hu Ma saw Manager Xu with a medium beard. He was also looking this way with his feet on his feet. He waved his hand hurriedly: "Senior, I found you."

The steward Xu looked like Hu Ma from a distance, and he was also hesitating. When he was really sure that it was him, he was suddenly surprised:

“Oh, nephew Hu, it's really you...what's wrong with you?”

 “I am greedy for credit and get hurt.”

Hu Ma came to Manager Xu, lowered her voice, and said with a wry smile: "Earlier, I was afraid that the position of the shopkeeper would be unsafe, so I took an errand from the meeting to investigate the murder case of Shen Dahu's family outside the boundaries of Mingzhou."

“Unexpectedly, before I could handle the matter clearly, I bumped into people from the Xinghun Sect. I thought I wouldn't hurt them, but unexpectedly, I suffered such a big loss...”

 “Come in and talk!”

When Manager Xu heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly led Hu Ma into the yard next to him. He turned around and looked at his pale face. The unhealthy blush on his cheeks was aroused by the blood food pills, but between his eyebrows, A cloud of gloom still lingers.

Suddenly, he felt a little resentful and cursed in a low voice: "Silly boy, I heard that you accepted this job before, so I thought it was a good thing."

 “But why don't you have the foresight to do this job?”

"You go out for a while, do some hard work, come back to me and tell me, what job can't you do?"

Hearing this, Hu Ma was startled for a moment and thought to herself: "That's what I really planned from the beginning..."

But he could only put on a shy wry smile, shook his head and said: "I thought I had to be careful, but I still underestimated him..."

“The Soul Torture Sect is all insidious and vicious, how can anyone be easy to deal with?”

 Manager Xu was training, and then asked with concern: "What kind of trick did you fall into? How did you end up like this?"

“I see that you used to have a solid foundation, but now your moral integrity is almost gone.”

 “I...I don't know either.”

Hu Ma looked a little embarrassed and said, "The other party threw money all over his face, so he couldn't avoid it, and that's it."

 “Paper money?”

Manager Xu was suddenly startled and said in a hurry: "Just sit down and I'll ask someone to come over and take a look at it for you."

As he walked out, he saw Yang Gong standing by the door and said, "Senior Brother Yang, right? We have met before. We are both from the same family, but I don't care about entertaining you. Just look at Mr. Hu. Make some tea for yourself, I have to ask someone knowledgeable to come over and take a look."

 In fact, he saw Yang Gong following him early in the morning, and he also saw the other person's anxious face.

But he deliberately didn't say hello, and in front of him, he told Hu Ma that he was one of his own, and now he regards him as one of his own.

Hongxiang's disciples always stick together, but rarely can they socialize with others.

"Thank you very much, Manager Xu. Why are you so polite to me? Go quickly. If they don't come, I'll go find them."

Yang Gong also urged, and then Manager Xu hurried out.

After sitting for a while, the servant had just brought the tea, and then he heard footsteps outside, and saw Steward Xu walking in with an old man with a gray beard and a small hat on his head, who looked like an accountant.

The old man was reluctant and was pulled like a kite by Manager Xu. When he entered the door and saw Yang Gong sitting next to him, he frowned slightly and became less reluctant:

“What's going on? You didn't even say anything clearly and you called me here?”

 Manager Xu said: "A young brother in the club went out to do some business and was injured by someone from the Xinghun Sect with paper money."

“In our meeting, I know that you alone know how to torture souls. Why don't I call you over quickly to have a look?”

 “Paper money?”

The old man was surprised when he heard this. He tilted his head and glanced at the sinister expression between Hu Ma's eyebrows, and was even more shocked.

Hushi sat down next to Hu Ma, stretched out his fingers, placed them on Hu Ma's veins, and whispered: "Wait a minute, don't resist."

Huma knew what he was going to do, so of course it was impossible for him to resist completely.

However, he now has two pillars of life incense exposed, but he took out the two complete pillars from the incense burner, leaving only a small one and placed it in the incense burner. It looks like the inside of his body looks like There is only so much remaining firepower.

As the old man put his fingers on his veins, the lingering incense and heat moved slightly in his body, and the old man sensed the existence of Dao Xing.

He was immediately frightened and said repeatedly: "Good boy, what can't be hurt?"

 “This is someone who has bought his life.”

 (End of this chapter)

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