Chapter 120
After logging off and going to the bathroom and washing his face, Bei Qiao ran to the kitchen to prepare a sandwich for lunch, but was stopped by Qiao Lin who had already returned from buying groceries: "Eat something hot. You don't even have this little time. Aren't you afraid of stomachache?" Stomach problems are very tiring and the pain is unbearable.
"Uh... there's time!"
"Wait, I'll make you some noodles, quick."
"Okay." Bei Qiao obediently left the kitchen.
After finishing a bowl of steaming hot noodles, Bei Qiao threw the bowl and chopsticks into the sink, wiped her mouth, went back to the house and logged back online. She quickly searched the forum for the official inn closest to her. The inn that was only a stone's throw away was naturally the inn in Linhu County, but the map did not show that there was no stable in the inn.
"What are you worried about, customer?" No customers had come in all morning, and now that a customer finally arrived, they couldn't stay. The waiter was so bored that she simply asked Bei Qiao if she needed help. Whether she could help or not was not important; what was important was that she wanted to find something to do to pass the time.
Waiter: Just don’t make me spend money on you.
"Nothing. I thought there might be danger on the road, so I wanted to stay nearby. I didn't expect it to be a wasted trip. I still have to proceed as planned." After checking the information, Bei Qiao lifted the car curtain and sat back in the front seat: "Sorry to bother you, I'll leave now." Such an unfortunate thing shouldn't happen twice in a row, right?
"No, wait, sister, can I ask why you feel it is dangerous?" The waiter was stunned for a moment, jumped up on the spot, and rushed over: Why didn't you tell me earlier about such an important matter? Your life is more important!
"I just subconsciously feel that something is not good. I have posted the details on the forum, you can take a look." Bei Qiao smiled and spread out his hands: "If I really felt it was dangerous, could I find a place to stay here?" I would have run away long ago, right?
"That's true...so nothing will happen here, right?" the waiter said embarrassedly, wanting a definite answer.
Bei Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure you want me to set a flag now?" Some things will not happen, but if you insist that it will not happen, it will be difficult to say.
"Ahaha, then let's not do that..." The waiter smiled and waved his rag as he watched Bei Qiao leave. Then he quickly ran back to the inn, closed the door, and opened the forum: Where is the post? Where is it? Oh, here! Let me see... A four-horse carriage running wildly alone. Four horses running alone sounds like a big deal!
Worried that something might really happen, the waiter ran over to wake up the shopkeeper who was taking a nap behind the counter and shoved the post in her face: "Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, something big is going to happen here!"
The shopkeeper, who was woken up by the noise, read the post quickly. He pinched the waiter's face with a speechless look and pulled it hard: "From the sound of it, it doesn't seem to be wet. Why are you talking nonsense in broad daylight?"
"Tu Yan!" The waiter was so anxious that he didn't even call the boss, but just called out the man's name.
"Alright, alright, what big thing could possibly happen in this shabby little place of ours? Even if something does happen, who would believe us if we tell others about it? If nothing has happened, and we spread the word, then this inn will be completely closed. Aren't you afraid that some stupid idiot will throw rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves at the door and walls?" The shopkeeper leaned back in his chair, stretched out, closed his eyes, and yawned, looking like he was about to fall asleep again: "We are just clay Buddhas. If a huge river suddenly appeared in front of us, we can hardly save ourselves, let alone save others."
"But we don't know how to..." The waitress had lived in the county for a while and made a few friends. Now, faced with this situation, she found it difficult to remain calm.
"Shh!" The shopkeeper closed his eyes and slapped the waiter's mouth accurately: "Don't get involved in matters involving life and death, be careful of cross-border backlash. He is here to protect the people, so don't jump around." The Heaven is watching. If you save someone it doesn't want to save, there will be a lot of trouble afterwards.
"Ugh!" The waiter nodded gloomily. "That's right. This is a different world without the internet. There's no way to post anonymously online to warn everyone. If I run out and shout, I might be mistaken for a rioter and arrested by the police."
"Watch your mouth from now on and don't say things you shouldn't." How can you keep saying that players won't really die?
The waiter, having regained his composure, made a zippering gesture, opened the door with a broom in hand, and ran out to clean up the debris in front of the door: "Yes, yes, yes, I'll remember that. Shopkeeper, if that happens..."
"There's no ifs and don't gamble on human nature." The shopkeeper tossed a rag out the door. "If you're too free, go clean the stairs!" The official inn and the novice village were secrets players couldn't reveal to the natives. To avoid detection before the inn closed, the tunnels had to be completely backfilled before anyone could evacuate. If, out of a moment of weakness, they let the natives know about the inn's tunnels, they'd follow the clues and target the other inns as well.
Shopkeeper: I need to report this to my boss and have Xiaofan take another psychological test. It's not wrong to be soft-hearted, but being soft-hearted all the time is not the right thing to do.
While the waiter was struggling with the fallen leaves in front of the door, Bei Qiao had already left Linhu County and continued on her way to her previous destination. On the way, she passed a donkey cart carrying vegetables.
Seeing Huihui pulling a cart side by side with a horse, the donkey pulling the vegetables pricked up its ears in surprise and saluted this amazing fellow all the way. As a result, it almost pulled the cart of vegetables and the old farmer on the cart into the ditch on the side of the road.
Huihui raised his neck proudly: Be envious, we are lucky!
Honghong: We are both pulling carts, so who is more noble than the other?
Huihui: I'm just a donkey. Why should I be noble? As long as I have a place to live, food to eat, and can go out often, that's enough.
Honghong: This is your ideal
Huihui: What is your ideal mount? Is it to buy your own shed or a
The two mounts were barking in front of the carriage, communicating without any obstacles, and they could pull the carriage while talking. Bei Qiao, who couldn't understand the animal language, was observing the ruts on the ground while driving: these messy ruts should be from the four-horse carriage, but there were no other newer ruts. Could it be that I was overthinking it before?
Shaking his head, which was a little dizzy from the sun, Bei Qiao moved from the front compartment into the car: Forget it, it's a good thing to overthink it. Safe and smooth is better than anything else...
“Help!”
Bei Qiao: Is thinking about it in your head also considered setting a goal?
“Help!”
Bei Qiao: "..."
“Help!!”
Bei Qiao: "..."
"Help! Can't you hear me?"
Bei Qiao: “…I can hear it.”
"Then why don't you save me!"
Bei Qiao: "...I have no obligation to save you. Besides, you can run faster than my car."
Bei Qiao thought he'd seen a lot, but seeing someone chasing a carriage on foot, screaming for help as they did so, was a completely new experience. Chasing a carriage wasn't a difficult feat for martial artists, but doing so on foot required no Qinggong skills; it required natural talent, and the average person couldn't achieve that level of skill.
"No, how can you be so utterly devoid of sympathy?" Chasing the carriage was a small girl with a crew cut. She wasn't very tall, but she was lean, dark, and had bright eyes. Although her legs were limited, her stride was so fast that you could see double when she ran. Like a spinning fan, she was incredibly energetic.
"You can be compassionate, but you can't expect others to be compassionate as well." Bei Qiao pulled back Huihui who was trying to get closer to smell the little girl: "You run faster than it, why don't you sympathize with it and pull the carriage for it?" She just saw that the little girl sped up in an instant and directly surpassed the carriage.
"How can that be the same thing? I'm a human! They're mounts!" I don't know how the little girl did it, she didn't fall down while running at high speed, holding her waist and chest out.
"Yes, but they are my mounts. And..." Bei Qiao deliberately slowed down his speech.
"And what?"
"Besides... we've arrived at the city gate. If you want help, there are plenty of people here." You're thinking too much about being helped out of kindness, hey!
"you!"
Bei Qiao didn't think there was anything wrong with teasing children. If the little girl didn't look like someone who could listen to others, she wouldn't have wasted her time talking to her.
"Hey, you!" The little girl didn't know what she was thinking, and chased after him happily: "You, you..."
"Yeah, yeah..." Bei Qiao nodded and hurried on.
"You, you...why don't you have any sympathy?"
"Who said no? Didn't I accompany you all the way?" After saying this, Bei Qiao drove away: She has a naive and straightforward mindset, but dares to run around alone. Either her parents are so naive, or she is strong enough. This little girl should be the latter and does not need others to worry about her.
The little girl stood there, bewildered. "Really? Didn't I chase her all the way? Hey, where's she?"
After arriving at the inn and parking the carriage, Bei Qiao breathed a sigh of relief. The incident in Linhu County had almost left a psychological scar on her. An inn that only allowed people to stay but not their carriages was truly heartbreaking.
After brushing the fur on the backs of Huihui and Honghong, who were tired and sweating from running, Beiqiao wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was just about to go out for a walk when he saw that the sun was setting outside. He quickly logged off and went to have dinner.
"You look good today. You didn't ask me to knock on the door and call you." Qiao Lin, who was serving dishes in the kitchen, looked at Bei Qiao with satisfaction as he ran in to get the chopsticks.
"Yeah." Bei Qiao thought to himself: I don't dare to let you urge me so many times, mother.
After dinner, Bei Gu sat on the sofa on time to watch the news, Qiao Lin sat on the side and browsed his mobile phone. Bei Qiao, who did not cook, was responsible for washing dishes, wiping the table and cleaning the kitchen.
After putting the tableware back in place and turning off the natural gas, Bei Qiao checked the socket switch, washed a cucumber and ate it while walking towards the living room. As soon as he sat down on the sofa, a cat's mouth appeared on the other end of the cucumber.
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