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Next to the ruined temple on the west mountain outside the city, the monkey was squatting next to two corpses that were still warm.

One is in black robe and the other is in white robe.

The monkey's fingertips tugged at the robes of the two of them, and muttered: "A few days ago, the master of martial arts who was half a street away from me was so cold that his bones were freezing. He fell here and suffered a big blow. But it was really powerful. Half of the temple wall collapsed."

His hands didn't stop, touching everything inside and out.

Only a soft cloth bag was found on the black robe. It was empty, not even a copper coin.

He turned around and touched Baipao's body again. Damn it, he only found an identical cloth bag.

When I rubbed my fingertips across the mouth of the bag, I felt like I felt a thin layer of slippery skin. I pinched it carefully and there was no trace of it again. I just thought I had touched it by mistake.

At this time, the monkey suddenly caught a glimpse of a three-inch long sword stuck next to the wound on Baipao's chest.

He quickly pulled it down, and as soon as his fingertips touched it, he felt a bone-chilling chill.

It was obviously neither gold nor silver, but it felt warm and gentle to the hand. The blade was so bright that it cut the thin skin of the fingertips with just a light touch.He casually scratched the gravel next to him, and the stone as thick as his thumb was broken into two pieces. The cut was neater than a kitchen knife.The monkey was stunned for a moment, thinking that this thing had a steel mouth, and put it back into his arms.

There was really nothing else, so the monkey muttered to the corpse:

"Little Shitou, I've avenged you. You have to help me make a little fortune."

"Isn't it? Even the prince nodded and bowed as a distinguished guest, not to mention broken silver, not even a few copper coins? I have touched so many corpses in the years I lived in Yuezhou City, but I have never seen such a shabby one!"

The monkey weighed the bag in his hand and frowned.

It's weird, it's soft when you hold it, and there's not even a layer between the inside and the outside. But when you hold it in your hand, it falls heavily. It's so heavy that it's empty for no reason.

But now is not the time to ponder this.

The prince's two distinguished guests died in the ruined temple. Once they are discovered, a scapegoat will be found to take the blame.

Gotta run away quickly!

Putting the cloth bag and the small sword back into his arms, the monkey rushed out of the ruined temple with his waist down.

The ruined temple behind shrank smaller and smaller in the moonlight, completely disappearing into the darkness.

The monkey didn't know that the corpse he touched turned out to be an immortal master.

A large torch light suddenly lit up next to the ruined temple, and the sounds of dogs barking and people mingled together.

The monkey looked back and felt nervous. He couldn't go back to the city now.Further west is the Shiwanda Mountain that everyone talks about. It is said that there are all kinds of monsters and monsters. The monkey has no choice but to hide there. Don't go too deep and it should be fine.

The monkey plunged into the old forest to the west, walking on wild paths, going deeper and deeper.

The city behind him has long been swallowed up by the shadows of mountains, and the only sounds in his ears are the chirping of birds and the sound of streams.It was daybreak by now.

He stopped by a creek and squatted down to wash his face with water. The cold water made him shiver.

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