In the carriage, a tall and thin figure gently lowered the curtain. The bearded man beside him patted his chest fearfully. He did not dare to blame him, but he could not help but said, "...Are you really so confident? I waited for half a quarter of an hour...If the lame man really succeeds in getting the girl, I will feel guilty!"
The thin figure glanced at the bearded man lightly, and his eyes then fixed on a corner of the swaying curtain of the car.
"You know nothing."
The oily light in the carriage was flickered by the wind blowing in from the gap in the curtains, and the light moved upwards, shining on the narrow face of the thin figure. Although she was a woman, she had sharp edges and corners, and the bone structure on her palm-sized face was extremely superior. The full forehead and upright brow arch gave her a terrifying sense of oppression.
"How many times can the divine soldiers descend from the sky?"
The woman said calmly, "This girl has a weapon in her hand and a secret guard behind her. On the other hand, the man has disabled limbs, a swollen body, and weak steps. Even if the man has the advantage of natural strength, as long as he is willing to risk his life, the road is so wide that he can't fail to kill her."
The bearded man made two "tsk tsk tsk" sounds, "If this was your own daughter, would you be able to tolerate her little head being hit twice?"
"If this were our girl, I would remove all the secret guards behind her."
The woman took a quick glance and lifted the carriage curtain, seeing the black-clad secret guard following closely beside the little girl, gesticulating with his hands, and no one knew what he was saying.
The woman frowned and pointed casually with her green finger, "Old Hu, is that the mute pirate with Bao Yuan?"
The bearded man looked over and smiled, "Yes! He is the second in command of the mute guards, Liu Shanhu. He talks the most. Even a mute can't stop him from talking."
The bearded man slapped his thigh when he realized what was going on. "Hey, that's not right! Didn't Bao Yuan say that the Madam and the Dumb Guards would not be loaned out? Why did he leave Liu Shanhu with this little paper-selling girl?"
The bearded man criticized Baoyuan for being disloyal, changing his mind every day, and saying one thing and thinking another. Is this discrimination against bearded people?
The woman raised her eyebrows and curled her thin lips, "Interesting."
Then he handed over a thin gold-embossed business card with a lifelike crane painted on it.
"Give it to Master Qiao and get down to business."
Something was handed into Master Qiao's hand, and at the same time, something was also handed into Chen Sanlang's body.
Of course, Xianjin was unaware of what happened before and after.
The skinny monk ran away, and the mute guard acted as a groom, making the fat and strong mule dance vigorously. For a moment he even thought he was a horse.
The journey that would take most of an hour was compressed into less than half an hour.
The mute guard tied up the mule and made exaggerated gestures to Xianjin: he first touched his upper lip with the thumb of his right hand, then brushed it upwards from the side of his right ear, and then touched the earlobe of his right ear.
This series of gestures was repeated several times.
Xianjin tilted his head, not understanding.
The mute guard rummaged around in his pocket and found out he didn't bring any paper or pen with him on the mission, so he exaggeratedly pointed at Xianjin's tattered clothes and the blood stains on his face, then made exaggerated movements of rubbing his clothes and wiping his face.
Xianjin waved his hand, "I have my own ideas." He patted the mute guard on the shoulder and said, "You go first. Since you were left here secretly by Baoyuan, don't expose yourself to others."
The mute guard looked back every few steps reluctantly, and flew onto the roof, still making gestures to Xianjin.
Xianjin waved his hand, then turned around, his face changed, and he pushed the door of the Jixi workshop open with a bang, scaring the doorman half to death.
"Where is Steward Zhong?"
Xianjin turned around and asked the waiter.
The young man saw a face covered in blood in a blink of an eye. He wanted to scream, but when he took a closer look, hey, wasn’t it their stunningly beautiful shopkeeper He?
Then, he trembled and said, "Butler Zhong is waiting for you at the gatehouse...", while turning around and shouting, "Butler Zhong! Butler Zhong! Come out quickly!"
Aunt Zhong came out and saw Xianjin's face was stained with blood, his clothes were tattered, half of his sleeves were gone, and the sleeves of his white inner garment were half exposed. She was shocked and immediately took down the long gown hanging behind the door and put it on Xianjin. She turned to the doorman with a stern look and said sternly, "I know you and Manager Qi are here together, so keep your mouth shut! If I hear any rumors, I will kill you!"
The guy nodded tremblingly.
Aunt Zhong whispered to Xianjin, "Would you like to go and wipe your face?"
Xianjin shook his head and put on his coat with one hand. He moved his mouth, and the wound on the tip of his tongue was pulled, and his mouth was filled with the taste of blood again.
Xianjin spat on the blue brick floor, his eyes bloodshot, "Go to the back room!"
Xianjin walked very fast and Aunt Zhong followed behind her. She felt that her own shopkeeper He was probably two meters tall at this moment, with a murderous aura all over his body, as if he was going to kill someone!
Aunt Zhong quickened her pace to catch up, and called a boy over, whispering, "Go! Light up the fire on the stove! Boil two pots of water!"
Their boss He killed someone, isn't he tired? Shouldn't he take a good bath?
Aunt Zhong hurried after him.
The back room is now quiet. Bazhang Xuan was successfully completed, and Xianjin gave all the guys five days off. Some of them who were not from Xuancheng handed in notes and asked to go home to visit their families. Some guys went into the city in groups of three or four to drink. Some of them who were from Xuancheng also handed in notes and asked to go home to sleep and recuperate. Now, there are no more than five guys left in the back room.
Therefore, when Xianjin kicked open the wooden board of Chen Sanlang's back room with a "bang", the sound was particularly loud in the silence, waking up all the birds behind the room.
The back room was dark, but Xianjin knew that Chen Sanlang had not left.
Xianjin rushed to Chen Sanlang's bed accurately, picked up the oil lamp, and suddenly pulled open the quilt on Chen Sanlang's bed with one hand!
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