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Zhuang Chusi, why did he hang himself!

Jiang Xiaobai turned pale with fright, he immediately stopped the car and rushed down with the Dragon Spring Sword in hand, slicing off the cloth tied around Zhuang Chusi's neck.

Zhuang Chusi fell down. His neck was dark green, evidently, he had been hanging on the tree for a long time.

But what made Jiang Xiaobai gratified was that Zhuang Chusi's body was still warm, he tilted his head and listened, he could still hear the sound of his heart beating.

With a heartbeat, he could save them.

Jiang Xiaobai immediately suppressed Zhuang Chusi's heart and lungs, hoping that he could regain his breath as soon as possible.

However, the effect wasn't very obvious. Even though Jiang Xiaobai had pressed down on it dozens of times, Zhuang Chusi still didn't have a single breath.

Jiang Xiaobai panicked. Without breathing, his brain would become hypoxic. After a certain period of time, even if he was saved, he could become a vegetable.

With no other choice, Jiang Xiaobai placed a handkerchief on Zhuang Chusi's lips. His left hand pinched Zhuang Chusi's nose, and blew on his lips.

"Ah, Marshal, you …" How can you do such a filthy thing! " Yelv Yan's face instantly changed, she squatted on the ground and pretended to vomit.

Because Huo Wa wanted to support the unconscious Xiaoyunpeng, he couldn't get off the car. However, he could see everything clearly. "He's blessed! A single mouthful of Immortal Qi was able to sustain his cultivation for a hundred years!"

How could Jiang Xiaobai have the time to answer these questions?

Finally, after blowing for the seventh time, a series of rumbling sounds came out of Zhuang Chusi's throat, and his breathing suddenly recovered.

Panting rapidly, Zhuang Chusi's body function was also restored quickly. He slowly opened his eyes.

Jiang Xiaobai was overjoyed, he shook Zhuang Chusi's shoulders and asked: "Uncle Zhuang, what's wrong with you? Did you meet a bandit, why did you hang yourself on a tree?"

"Uncle Zhuang?" Yelv Yan's expression changed, and the disgust quickly disappeared from her face. She stood up with difficulty and looked at Zhuang Chusi with concern.

"You are... "The River Deity?" Zhuang Chusi's blurry eyes shook a few times, then he suddenly became agitated, flipped over and sat up, kept slapping his own mouth with his hands, and at the same time cried out: "I deserve to die, I deserve to die, I deserve to die!"

Jiang Xiaobai grabbed his arm and asked: "Don't be anxious, tell me what happened?"

Wuwuwu …" Oh, River Deity, the treasure you gave me … "It broke!" Zhuang Chuchu was filled with grief as he collapsed on the ground and wailed, "After I separated with Immortal Jiang, I immediately returned. The more I thought about it, the happier I got as I continued to play with the treasure that God Jiang gave me …" However … "However, she accidentally tripped and the treasure actually shattered. Wuu …

Zhuang Chusi cried like he was on the verge of death, but Jiang Xiaobai felt helpless.

It turned out that the perfume bottle had shattered and was broken into pieces. It was only a few yuan worth of stuff, was there a need to hang yourself?

Fortunately he had returned in order to treat Xiaoyunpeng's injuries. Otherwise, if he had been even five minutes late, it would have been like killing a person with a perfume bottle!

Jiang Xiaobai comforted his, "Uncle Zhuang, don't worry. Isn't it just a small bottle?

"Give me another one?" Zhuang Chusi immediately stopped crying, and looked eagerly at Jiang Xiaobai.

It wasn't impossible to give another one, it was just that there was nothing left on the car.

Jiang Xiaobai had actually wanted to find a better one for him after he returned to the wood weapon factory.

But seeing the look in Zhuang Chusi's eyes, if Jiang Xiaobai did not immediately cash in, he would definitely be crying again.

Forget it. A pitiful person like him has helped me before. If I can help him, I'll help him.

Jiang Xiaobai turned his head, looked at the car, and then looked at Yelv Yan. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he said: "Yan Zi, you … Can you give me a bracelet? "

Yelv Yan was wearing a pair of white jade bracelets. Even a layman like Jiang Xiaobai could tell that it was definitely worth a lot.

"Why do you say that, Marshal? Everything that belongs to Yelv Yan belongs to the Marshal, not to mention a bracelet!" Yelv Yan didn't even think as she took out a bracelet and handed it over.

To actually be so generous, Jiang Xiaobai was overjoyed. His displeasure towards Yelv Yan decreased drastically.

Jiang Xiaobai passed the jade bracelet over and said: "Uncle Zhuang, take this first. Get in the car and come back with me. When I've settled the things at hand, I'll give you something better. "

"This... This... What a god! " Zhuang Chusi was so excited that he could not control himself as he kneeled on the ground and kowtowed seven or eight times.

"Alright, hurry up and get on the carriage!" The injured could not be delayed, Jiang Xiaobai urged them.

Zhuang Chusi was already walking towards a car, but he suddenly turned towards the side of the road and said, "Jiang Shen Xian, please wait for a while, I … I'll bring this too! "

The broken perfume bottle was lying in the bushes beside the road.

Jiang Xiaobai wanted to stop his, but after thinking for a while, he did not say a word.

A pile of broken glass was nothing but trash in the eyes of modern people, but in Zhuang Chusi's eyes, they were treasures, piles of gold and silver.

Jiang Xiaobai patiently waited for Zhuang Chusi to wrap up all the broken glass. He lifted his pants without a belt and got on the carriage and continued to drive.

In less than 10 minutes, the car had arrived at the wooden equipment factory that was less than 500 meters away from the city gates.

Jiang Xiaobai slowed down his speed, pointed to the entrance and asked: "Hey, Uncle Zhuang, what are they doing?"

Outside the door of the wooden factory, there were actually seven to eight ox-carts parked in a row. People kept coming in and out, carrying some lumber and shaped furniture out and placing them on the ox-carts.

Zhuang Chusi looked and suddenly became nervous. He pointed to a man in his forties wearing a green grey robe standing at the door: "Yes. It's County Hu, he … He might want to move the wooden workshop! "

There was a large amount of precious wood in the Woodworking Workshop, Jiang Xiaobai had prepared to use it to earn more money.

"Du du!" After pressing the horn twice, Jiang Xiaobai fiercely stepped on the throttle and rushed towards the Woodworking Workshop.

"The monster is back!"

"Run!"

Seeing the cars charging over, the people inside and outside Woodworking Workshop immediately exploded, some fled towards the Yi Zhou City, while others sprinted towards the Woodworking Workshop.

"Hurry, hurry and pull me, pull me!" County was even more frightened to the point of crying for his parents, he desperately jumped on top of an ox cart.

However, he had forgotten one thing. In this era, people had never seen a car before, but he had never seen a car before.

The old yak, who was pulling the carriage, suddenly saw a beast approaching them. He was shocked and ran before Hu Gongdao could sit still.

In the end, the ox-cart ran for less than ten meters in panic and then fell head first into a ditch on the side of the road.

A large amount of wood fell down, pressing Hu Gongdao firmly into the ground.

Why bother?

Jiang Xiaobai parked the Harvard car at the entrance of Woodworking Workshop's wooden fence. He jumped off the car, rushed over and grabbed the shaft of the ox-cart with his right hand, and forcefully lifted it up.

Extending his right hand, Jiang Xiaobai pulled Hu Gongdao out from the pile of wood and smiled: "Master County, how about we talk about the trade?"

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