Chapter 15 Section ten

In the few days after that, Xiang only had one idea, he wanted to get ten silver plants, and he had to get them by any means, and he must redeem his sister Mu.But how can he do it?He couldn't work, he couldn't beg, and a Yuzu who approached the crowd would be killed or recaptured as slaves immediately.He could only hide in the forest, with eyes of hatred open, looking at the people passing by the roadside. There are human armies passing by the roadside, but most of them are poor and homeless.Xiang waited for three days, during these three days he was motionless, and he didn't even feel hungry.Until he saw a man in Tsing Yi approaching, his robe was actually a luxurious cloud gauze, with shades of shades as he walked.But the owner of the robe was as tall and thin as a pole, like a reed in the wind, walking crookedly like he was about to slip and fall at any time.

Xiang thought, if he killed him, he would surely find ten silver plants.But he forgot that he was only eight years old, and hatred filled his heart.When the man in Tsing Yi walked past him, he grabbed a stone and walked out of the bushes. Yuren's footsteps were silent, Xiang came up behind the man in Tsing Yi, raised a stone, and wanted to throw it at the back of his head.The man in Tsing Yi suddenly turned his head, and Xiang froze there. It was a strange-looking man.He is dressed in a green robe, with a thin pointed chin, a thin curly scorched beard, and a pair of strange eyes that always seem to be staring at you no matter from which angle you look at it.

"Oh," the man in Tsing Yi looked into Xiang's eyes, "Your heart is full of hatred, it's really good material." At this moment, his eyes fell on Xiang's blood-red remnant wings that could not fall off, his strange eyes widened suddenly, his pupils seemed to be squeezed together by the whites of his eyes, and even his beard stood on end. "This...such wings...couldn't they be given to me by the heavens?" He knelt down and grabbed Xiang: "Little brother, I will give you ten golden plants, will you be my apprentice in the future?" Xianggao raised the stone and slammed it down. The man in Tsing Yi rolled his eyes strangely and fell to the ground with a groan.

It was only after Xiang finished shooting that he remembered that he had just given himself ten golden plants, ten times as many as ten silver plants.