The Hundred-Year Ironwood at the joint of Chariot Shaft groaned as it was about to break.
On the uneven Gobi Desert, the gravel is as sharp as a knife blade. Every bump makes the Golden Chariot, which once represented the face of the richest man Jiangnan, tremble. There was a tooth-piercing friction sound. The axle was already hot, the lubricating grease was dried by the high temperature, the metal components were Crimson under high load operation, and the air was filled with a fishy smell mixed with the sweat and blood of horses.
The eight Qilin Horses with the thin Flood Dragon Bloodlines are at the end of their game.
The white foam sprayed from their mouths and noses was mixed with blood, and their originally smooth and satin-like manes were stuck into strands with sweat, sticking to their violently rising and falling chests.
The horseshoes have long been worn out, and every time the hoof hits the ground, large sparks and broken pieces will be smashed on the hard saline ground Bone Dregs.
This is a run that overdraws life.
Li Mingyue was sitting in the coachman's seat, and the Flying Fish Robe that originally symbolized Demon Suppression Division's majesty had long been torn by the wind and sand and was riddled with holes.
She did not swing her whip, but the reins in her hands had already been cut into the flesh of her palms. The blood dripped down the leather ropes and was blown dry by the strong wind.
She didn't dare to look back.
In the sky behind him, Green Rainbow, transformed into Fang Mo, has long since disappeared.
There was only a coercion that made Divine Soul tremble, across a hundred miles of void, like an invisible giant hand, gripping the world bit by bit.
"Faster."
Li Mingyue's voice was hoarse and rough, no longer as cold as usual.
The True Qi in her body poured into the horses along the reins regardless of the consequences, forcibly squeezing out the last potential of these beasts.
Boom.
A dull crash broke the deathly silence in the carriage.
A fat palm slapped the car wall hard, causing the whole frame to shake violently.
"Stop."
Qian Dagui's voice is no longer as smooth as usual, but has a fierceness that it has never had before.
Li Mingyue didn't pay attention, and didn't even look back.
She knew that once she stopped and her breath was released, the eight horses would never be able to run again.
Tsk!
The slightest sound of cracking silk resounded in the howling wind, but it penetrated Li Mingyue's ears clearly.
The fat man, who usually screamed for a long time even if his skin was broken, actually hit the car door with his back at this moment. His whole body was like an out-of-control Flesh Ball, rolling down Chariot Shaft along with the inertia.
In his hand, he held a Gem Dagger, which he usually used to peel pomegranate fruits. The blade glowed with a faint blue quenched luster.
Qian Dagui did not cut the reins, nor did he pull Li Mingyue.
The moment he rolled down, he flipped his wrist, and the blade of the knife penetrated the big hole in the back of the middle horse with great precision.
That was no ordinary stab.
The dagger is coated with the secret Blood Burning Powder of the Qian Family, which is enough to make a dying old cow burst out with the power to smash the city wall in three breaths, at the cost of boiling the blood all over the body and burning it to death.
Xilulu--!
A shrill scream tore through the sky.
The head horse's eyes were congested and protruding, and the muscle fibers that had been exhausted were broken and reorganized inch by inch under the stimulation of the drug, erupting with terrifying and strange power like a flashback.
It raised its front hooves crazily, driving the other seven horses into madness.
The huge traction force caused the entire carriage to fly into the air. The wheels idling in the air for several times before hitting the ground hard with a loud noise, and then it surged forward at a speed that was close to disintegration.
Smoke and dust are everywhere.
Qian Dagui's body hit Gobi Desert which was covered in rubble.
The inertia rolled and rubbed the fat body on the ground. The Snow White Fox Fur, which was worth a thousand gold and was usually spotless, was torn into strips of cloth by sharp stones, and the blood instantly dyed the sand beneath it red.
He rolled for more than a dozen feet until he hit a weathered rock.
"Qian Dagui! You are crazy!"
Jie Se Monk opened the car window and looked at the fat man walking away quickly, his eyes instantly filled with blood.
Qian Dagui got up from the ground, and his priceless Snow White Fox Fur was worn to pieces by the gravel and covered with dust and grass clippings. He did not chase the carriage, but stood there in the smoke and dust rising all over the sky, grinning, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Crazy? Fatty The most sober moment in my life is now!"
He waved his hand in the direction of the carriage, and his voice came intermittently along the wind:
"Jie Se, you Lecherous Monk, listen to me! The boss owes me five hundred thousand taels, you owe me eight thousand taels for food, Iron Bull owes me three hundred taels for repairing the hammer...Old Yan That old coffin guy also owes me a lot of wine money!"
"Before this debt is recovered, if anyone dares to die, Fatty will not let him go even if he is a ghost!"
"Get out! Get out of here!"
The carriage did not stop, nor could it stop. Under the power of Blood Burning Powder, the eight Qilin Horses were like crazy demons, carrying Li Mingyue and others, like an arrow off the string, disappearing into the vast night.
Qian Dagui looked away, and the smile on his face disappeared little by little.
He turned around and faced West.
There, the skyline has been dyed a strange golden red.
A suffocating and terrifying pressure pushed over me layer by layer like a tsunami. The gravel on Gobi began to tremble, and tiny grains of sand were suspended in the air contrary to common sense.
"Huh..."
Qian Dagui spit out a mouthful of Turbid Qi and sat down in the middle of the road.
He took out the shriveled money bag from his arms, turned it over and shook it.
A few broken pieces of silver, three crumpled hundred taels Banknotes, and a Pure Gold family emblem engraved with Qian Character.
"So poor."
Qian Dagui smiled to himself and placed the broken silver neatly on the ground in front of him in a straight line.
Then, he took off the tattered fox fur, folded it neatly, and put it aside.
After doing all this, he took out an abacus from the inner lining of his body.
The abacus is made of Pure Gold, but the abacus beads are some kind of unknown Beast Bone. Each one is as gentle as jade.
This was given to him by his father Qian Wansan when he left home. He said it was Qian Family's family heirloom and could count all the wealth in the world.
"Dad, you said that as long as the price is enough, King Yama can do it."
Qian Dagui Move the beads with your fingers and make a crisp and sweet clicking sound.
In this empty, dead and murderous Gobi Desert, the sound of the abacus seemed particularly harsh and lonely.
"I didn't believe it before. I always thought it was you who kept fooling me."
He raised his head and looked at the golden rainbow that was rapidly approaching in the distance. In the rainbow, a thin and ferocious human face loomed, with greed and violence that devoured everything.
"Today, I want to try whether this Toll Money can bribe this True Buddha."
Qian Dagui took a deep breath. The qi and blood in his body were not used for defense, but were poured into the abacus in his hand.
"The seventeenth generation grandson of the Jiangnan Qian Clan, Qian Dagui, is opening the market here!"
He made a quick calculation.
Buzz!
A Scarlet Light that is not very powerful, but is pure to the extreme, soars into the sky from that Golden Abacus.
There is no murderous aura in this light, only the strong smell of copper that cannot be overcome. That is the most vulgar desire in Mortal World, and it is also one of the most tenacious Law in the world.
The red light spread and turned into an illusory Golden Mountain ten feet in front of him.
Golden Mountain blocks the road.
"I opened this road, I planted this tree."
Qian Dagui sat behind Golden Mountain and yelled out this opening line to the ruined Dharma Aspect old monster that even the bandits would not use.
"If you want to live forever, leave... to buy money!"