Chapter 1125 Confrontation
Chapter 1125 Confrontation
The "villagers" don't want to talk to a little girl here, and Qingu has already put his mind on eating.
After tasting the delicacies of various hours and spaces, I found that the level of appreciation of the color, fragrance and taste of food has become higher.
Regardless of the shape, color and taste of this oil cake, it is really ordinary. It is directly kneaded into a round cake shape and fried in a frying pan.
The shape of the pinch is not round and square, the thickness is uneven, not crispy or soft, and it also has a heavy smell of oily smoke and fermented sourness.
Picky, but it does not affect her interest in eating.
Qingu's attitude towards life is: If you know that you have limited conditions and have to eat food, you will only embarrass yourself by being hypocritical. Simply relax your mind, even if it is not the most delicious existence in memory, you can chew another flavor.
Qingu seemed to be quite refined when eating, but after a while, the large pile of pancakes on the table was reduced by half, and seeing her leisurely appearance, she was not full at all.
The sound of hooves was getting closer, and immediately, a tall horse rushed out from the forest path.
Another one is wearing a bamboo hat, with a broad sword on his back.
When he got close to the tea shed, he tightened the reins suddenly, pulling the horse's head up, and there was a long neighing sound.
The man stopped the horse, turned over and jumped off, looked around the tea shed, then casually tied the horse to a nearby tree, turned and went straight to the tea shed.
Go to the table on the other side, where there were originally two people in bamboo hats.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the tea shed became dignified and strange.
Almost everyone pricked up their ears, paying close attention to the movements at that table. And the eyes have to deliberately look at the beans in front of them.
In fact, the three of them didn't make any sound. They just looked at each other and nodded to complete the communication.
A "village" listened intently for a long time, but he didn't hear what they said, and couldn't help but look up carefully... The people next to him immediately winked: don't look over there, be careful to be discovered.
Qingu looked at the mime drama of people from the rivers and lakes being played out in front of her eyes, which reminded her of an idiom - cover one's ears and steal one's bell.
Damn, we all know each other well, that’s why we’re here for that matter: one thinks he’s getting exclusive information and is secretive; the others think they’re pretending to be passers-by and sneaking around, but in fact, no one knows who.
About another hour passed, and it was already the second half of the afternoon.
Apart from asking for two bowls of water and going to the woods to solve personal problems twice, the people in the tea shed basically stared at each other the rest of the time.
Qingu had already finished eating the food on the table, and with the energy supplement, he felt refreshed.
When giving the money, Qingu saw that there were still three pancakes on the stove, so she asked the old woman to wrap up three for her, and she took them away.
In fact, there are usually villagers who come here to rest their feet, but today the atmosphere here is weird, even if there are real villagers who have passed here, they dare not come to join in.
And these martial arts people generally do not eat food of unknown origin, especially in such an extraordinary period.
For herbal tea, based on their experience, they can tell whether there is anything mixed in it, but the deep-fried food has a strong smell of oily smoke and the sour smell of fermented flour, so it is difficult to tell.
It happened to be cheaper than Qingu.
Qingu's actions broke the tranquility of the tea shed again, and they all looked at her: Did she really just pass by here? Also, it seems that she is fine after eating so many pancakes. It seems that there should be no hands and feet in the pancakes...
These people have been waiting here for a long time, and the pancakes they brought with them are dry and hard. How can they taste like oil pancakes... I should have known it at that time... Sigh.
Not long after Qingu left, the people in the tea shed stood up in unison as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and rushed outside.
Soon, a group of carriages came out from the forest.
If Qingu was here, he would know that this team of carriages was none other than the team of Zhenxing Escort.
There are six cars in total, and they are full of bags of goods.
The carriage was stopped by the people in the tea shed. Li Fangyuan rode on the horse, clasped his fists and shouted loudly: "Everyone, we are the Xingxing Escort Bureau. We are entrusted to send this batch of goods to Beijiang City. Please, all heroes! It’s convenient, we are very grateful to Revitalize Escort Bureau.”
A "village" stepped forward, "Your Excellency must be the head of the Zhenxing Escort Bureau, Chief Li. Today we are not trying to embarrass you, but we are also entrusted by someone to find something. Please also Chief Li Make it easy."
Another "village" shouted: "Boss Li, everyone is a sensible person, and a sensible person doesn't speak dark words. Let me tell you the truth, we have been waiting for you here for a long time, if you are sensible, let us know what to do." If you hand it over, we will still be friends when we meet in the future, otherwise, we will tear our faces and everyone will look ugly."
These "villagers" were divided into four different gangs, a total of nineteen people.
The lowest level of cultivation is the two who were choked by Qingu before, they are on the second and third floors of Houtian, and the rest are on the fourth to sixth floors, they can be regarded as masters.
Although they represent different interests, they have only one goal at the moment - to revitalize the Escort.
As for the Xingxing Escort, there are only twelve escorts including Li Fangyuan.
The one with the highest cultivation level is Li Fangyuan, who is on the fourth floor of Houtian, and the rest of the bodyguards are basically on the second and third floors of Houtian.
Therefore, if it is really done, the revitalization of the Escort really won't take advantage of it.
Li Fangyuan also understands this truth, so instead of being tough, he throws the question to the other party: I am willing to cooperate with you, but when you come up, you are aggressive and confront each other with swords, but you don't say what exactly you want, how can I give it to you?
After some chatter, Li Fangyuan asked someone to take out a rectangular box-like thing from a box on the carriage behind, which was wrapped in cloth.
When everyone saw the outline of this thing, it was exactly what they were looking for, and they immediately became excited.
It seems that the news they got was correct. The people from Yiyang Palace did consign the real treasure to the Zhenxing Escort Bureau, and the Zhenxing Escort Bureau used the excuse of helping the imperial court to transport food from Liyang City to Shangjing, and then turned from Shangjing Bailing.
It's really a good plan, and you want to get out of their tight intelligence network? dream!
Of course, as for the other bodyguard bureaus entrusted by Yiyang Palace, there are also people who follow them, but they have only one task, to take things from the revitalization bodyguard bureau.
That is to say, no matter whether the thing brought by the Zhenxing Escort is real or not, they just take it. Anyway, everything fell into their hands in the end, so are you afraid that the real thing will fly?
Let's say that just now, the four groups of people are also unanimously targeting the revitalization of the Escort.
Now that the Zhenxing Escort finally took out the things, as if they could just raise their hands, they asked them: Since you all want it, which one of you should I give this thing to?