Lu Qian gave the girl a deep look.

 This girl is from the Bai family?

 The Bai family is hiding such a tall girl?

This courtyard wall is four to five feet high. How can ordinary people climb up so easily?

 And there was just a soft sound. If Lu Qian hadn't had sensitive ears, he would have hardly noticed that the girl had climbed onto the courtyard wall above his head.

However, the problem now is not her.

 But them.

Lu Qian handed the coarse cloth package to Ah Hu and looked at the dozen or so gray men with a gloomy face.

 “What do you do?”

 Lu Qian wiped the palace pattern on his chest and used extremely official rhetoric.

　　"Youluzi Street, the two points of our religion are ruined in your hands."

"Although it is a supreme honor for one's soul to return to the ghost mother, all we ask for in our lives is nothing more than this... It doesn't matter if the person dies, but you have ruined our two business points for many years and destroyed a way for us to make money. You have to

die."

Lu Qian suddenly realized. He looked at these dusty men and sneered: "So, are they people who worship the Ghost Mother? You come to the door, this is too efficient. Youluzi Street is far away from here, but

There are more than two hundred miles of land."

These men sneered in unison. They raised their right hands and each held an extremely sharp pickaxe. They roared in unison and rushed towards Lu Qian and Ahu.

 ‘Click, click’!

The girl sitting on the wall smiled like a flower and ate melon seeds. Pieces of melon seed peels flew down like snowflakes.
Chapter completed!