"Oh, I'm a little impulsive... I'm just a dozen copper coins on my body now, and eating is a problem."

Not long after walking out of Lao Zhang’s store, Ye Mu thought of his situation and felt that the future was difficult.

But he would never have been able to let him go back.

"The task now is to fill your stomach. Do you really have to go to Laifu Inn to be a mate..."

Ye Mu showed hesitation, and finally shook his head and walked towards an alley full of garbage and flies flying.

After a turn, a dilapidated house appeared alone on the surface. The house was shaky and seemed to collapse at any time.

Ye Mu pushed the door in a complicated face and walked in. The light in the room was dim, there were few things, and the ground was wet, which made him feel very comfortable, but he was about to leave.

After packing up the things, Ye Mu did not hesitate much, put on clean clothes, carried a simple baggage, then filled a pot of water with a gourd, and left resolutely.

Back on the street, Ye Mu came to a sesame cake shop and said to a thin and black middle-aged man: "Old Wang, wrap ten sesame cakes for me."

"Oh, Xiaoye is going to enter the mountain again?" Lao Wang cleverly put his hands in one sentence and wrapped ten sesame cakes with a piece of white paper.

"Go to Qinghe City."

Ye Mu replied casually, taking out ten copper plates and putting them on the noodle stall.

He was indeed planning to go to Qinghe City. Even if he was a mate there, the money would be higher. If he stayed in this small town, he would never make a hundred taels.

Lao Wang's face was slightly unbelievable because of the charcoal fire: "What? Why are you going there? It's far away!"

Ye Mu was in a bad mood at this time and was unwilling to answer. He put the cake in his bag and turned around and left quickly.

"Why don't this kid say anything?" Old Wang muttered dissatisfied when he saw Ye Mu ignore him.

Qinghe City is a small town in the north of Lingchu State. It is about thirty miles away from the town. The mountain road is narrow and difficult to walk. It was not until noon that Ye Mu had walked halfway.

Just as he was about to drink some water to rest, the grass and trees beside him swayed, and three people jumped out, without saying a word, surrounded him with a mighty look.

"unlucky!"

Ye Mu cursed inwardly that the three people in front of him, one thin man, one pockmarked man and the other exposed man, all deliberately showed their ferocious spirits, and they were the rascals nearby.

These people cannot endure hardships and rely on some strength to bully ordinary people. He has heard others say it, but he did not expect to meet them today.

"Boy, don't want to be beaten, hurry up and hand over the money you have."

The leader was a man with a black face with a flesh-faced face, holding his thick arms and looking at him with a sneer.

Ye Mu clenched his fists and felt uncomfortable being bullied, but the situation was stronger than others. He could only hand over his burden and said frustratedly: "A few uncles, these are the cakes and copper coins."

The black-faced man was a little disbelief. When he opened it, his face turned darker. He was so angry that he threw the bag on the ground, stepped on it, and cursed, "He is a fucking poor man again."

On the left was a pockmark, looking at the sesame cake on the ground with some distress, "Boss, what should I do? Or just eat this sesame cake? Don't get dirty."

The thin man on the other side also nodded, "Boss, we didn't eat at noon."

After the two said this, the black-faced man became even more evil. Looking at the thin Ye Mu in front of him, he felt inexplicably disliked him, and raised his leg and kicked him.

"You're not rich!"

Ye Mu was kicked to the ground, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, cramped in his abdomen, and cold sweats were bursting. He never expected that he was so honest and obedient, and he was still beaten, but the reason was that he had no money!
Chapter completed!