Chapter 133 The Demonic Cart with Tiger Head Running

The gray town seemed to be the same everywhere, except for that Chunfengli, where everything else seemed to be gray.

The three people wandered around without noticing anything. There was no one in the gray town.

"Why don't we go back to Chunfengli. For intelligence and missions, I can sacrifice myself!" Zhang Zichen said seriously.

"I can also sacrifice myself!" Wang Jinjue also expressed his attitude.

"..."

I think you want to eat gigolo.

"Ahem... You are still young and don't know the tricks. Do you know steel wool?" Tang Yu was about to explain to you what "rich woman happy ball" is, when he heard a strange sound.

"Woo woo~" It sounded like the humming sound of a kettle boiling, the sound of a whistle, and the sound of gears rolling. It seemed very strange in this gray fog.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and a little bit of bright light slowly enlarged.

The three people were on guard. Is this what the green-clothed woman said was not peaceful?

As the light got closer, the three heard someone say, "I didn't expect there are still people alive here?"

Following the voice, they saw a tall figure.

As they got closer, the three could see clearly. It was not a tall figure, but a person riding on a strange car.

This car looked a bit like a motorcycle and a bit like an old man's car. It was about two people wide, half a person tall, three meters long, and had four wheels.

The front of the car was a big metal tiger head, covered with steel rivets. Behind the car, white steam was constantly emitted.

The "woohoo" sound was the sound of steam flowing through the exhaust pipe.

The light they saw just now was the light emitted by the tiger of this strange car with its mouth wide open.

The car had no roof, and there was a person sitting in the car, wearing a gray-yellow round-necked shirt, a round hat with a black brim, and carrying a musket and a broken knife.

"I am a captain of the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty. Who are you?" said the person sitting in the car.

Ming Dynasty? What era of the Ming Dynasty was this style!

"We are passers-by who strayed into this place by mistake." Tang Yin said casually.

"Passers-by..." Jinyiwei Qianhu carefully looked at the four people (including the flesh puppets) and said: "You look ferocious and don't look like good people. Where are your pass? Show me!"

Who has a ferocious face!

First, people said they were ugly, and then they said they had ferocious faces. What's wrong with this world? Why do people judge people by their appearance!

I was so angry. When will they, the reincarnations, stand up?

You attacked me right away. What do you mean?

"You..." Tang Yin's eyebrows twitched, a little unhappy, and wanted to make a gesture.

"Ahem..." Zhang Zichen grabbed Tang Yin, waved his hand, and a golden light shone on several people, saying: "To be honest, the three of us are extraordinary people who exorcise demons. I heard that Erfang Town was not peaceful, so I came here to exorcise demons! As for the pass, in the current situation of the Ming Dynasty, is the pass still useful?"

This sentence is true and false.

They are indeed extraordinary people who can exorcise demons and monsters. Erfang Town is indeed not peaceful. At the end of the dynasty, the road permit is indeed useless.

"Alas!~" It seems that the Taoist robe and golden light on Zhang Zichen's body have increased his persuasiveness. In addition, the words about the road permit aroused the emotion of the Jinyiwei Qianhu, and he said:

"The court is in power with treacherous ministers, and the world is too chaotic. Since you three are righteous men who can exorcise demons and monsters, I will not embarrass you! My surname is Zuo. I heard that someone in the north of Luoyang called himself [Yin Yang Fa Wang] and harmed the area. I am going to exorcise the monsters! I am passing by this town. I am glad to meet you."

After saying that, the Zuo Qianhu actually saluted first.

"Greetings~Greetings~" Tang Yu and the other two also saluted, "I am Tang Yu, this is Zhang Zichen, and this is Wang Jinjue."

The conflict that might have been originally possible suddenly became eased.

"Do you three have fuel?" Zuo Qianhu said.

"Fuel?" Tang Yu asked in confusion.

"Black oil, coal stone and dry firewood are all fine."

"I don't have this." Tang Yin shook his head. If you use electricity, I can help you charge it, but I really don't have fuel.

Dry firewood, coal stone, what is this black oil?

"The demon car Hutouben is good in everything, but it consumes a lot of fuel." Zuo Qianhu patted the car under his seat.

It turns out that this car with a tiger head is called Hutouben, which is indeed very reasonable.

What does demon car mean?

"Speaking of fuel, I have some here." The speaker was Zhang Zichen, who took out a small bottle of liquid from his arms (actually the backpack of the main god).

After opening it, Tang Yin keenly smelled the smell of gasoline.

"Where to add it?"

Zuo Qianhu said: "This small bottle is probably not enough."

Zhang Zichen took a sip of sour plum juice and said: "It doesn't matter, don't underestimate this bottle, it can hold anything from all over the world."

"Sure enough, he is a man with magical powers!" Zuo Qianhu was overjoyed, got off the car, and opened the back of Hutouben.

There was a small round stove burning in the back, constantly heating a water tank, which was bubbling.

"Just add it to the small pot next to the stove." Zuo Qianhu opened the lid next to the small stove and said.

Zhang Zichen followed Zuo Qianhu's instructions and filled the small pot with gasoline.

The gasoline slowly seeped into the round stove through the pipe, making the fire burn fiercely.

"Okay! Thank you, Master." Zuo Qianhu took out silver from his arms and said to Zhang Zichen, "This is a little silver, I hope Master will accept it!"

"It's just a small matter, why bother." Zhang Zichen refused with a smile, silver... he really didn't like it.

"This... Master, wait a minute." Zuo Qianhu covered the back of the tiger head, and took out a few yellow paper boxes from the front seat. The yellow paper box was square and wrapped with hemp rope, and there were three words [Shi Le Ji] on the top of the paper box.

Looking at the style, it seemed to be a snack. Zuo Qianhu said: "This is the specialty of Beijing [Potato Crisp Cake], crispy and delicious, why not give it to the three of you!"

?

There is such a specialty in Beijing?

The three confused people took the [Potato Crisp Cake], opened it, and saw that there were pieces of potato chips in the paper box.

"This crispy cake began to appear in Beijing a few years ago, suitable for all ages! You three must have never eaten it!" Zuo Qianhu said.

"Well, it's sweet." Wang Jinjue was quick and ate a piece, and found that it tasted like honey.

Before the few people wanted to say something else, they felt that the surroundings began to darken and the sky suddenly became cold.

"This is not a place to talk. Let's go to Chunfengli first."

"I'm afraid Chunfengli won't let us in..." Tang Yin said.

"No way?" Zuo Qianhu said in surprise, "Every time I pass by here, Chunfengli is very welcoming."

"…………"

It hurts!

The truth hurts the most.

"It's okay, I'm familiar with them. I won't embarrass you!" Zuo Qianhu seemed to realize that he had said something wrong and immediately changed the subject.

"Okay! Then let's go."

"Okay!"

So the four of them walked towards Chunfengli.

Mouth! I want to eat [Potato Pancakes]!