Chapter 188: Cottage
If we talk about the provincial capital near the northern border, perhaps some people don’t recognize Murong Jing, but there will definitely be people who don’t recognize the ghost mask in her hand!
Murong Jing was careful not to hurt anyone when she attacked just now. Some of the people lying on the ground were still cursing, but when they heard Dong Dalong shout out the word "Princess", everyone was stunned.
What? The woman in front of him was actually the Princess Ning Yue who was feared by the Northern Frontier?
No wonder her group of people had no power to resist at all when she made a move.
That person is like a killing god. Who dares to provoke him in the entire northern border?
Zhu Lan felt a little uneasy and asked in a low voice, "We haven't entered Yunzhou yet. Will exposing our identities now cause trouble?"
Before setting off, Yan Yuze repeatedly reminded A Jiang that due to her special status, she must keep a low profile, especially since the title of "Princess Ning Yue" was too conspicuous, so they did not dare to mention it along the way.
Murong Jing smiled proudly, "Don't worry, we are close to the northern border. Believe me, here, revealing my identity may make us safer."
Sure enough, Dong Dalong staggered to his feet, half of his coarse cloth clothes were stained with blood, but he knelt in front of Murong Jing without saying a word.
"We brothers didn't know the princess was coming, and we are sorry for offending you. Thank you for not killing us!"
The other wounded bandits also began to kowtow and apologize, and everyone looked terrified.
Murong Jing lowered her eyes and looked at him, "Where is your village?"
Dong Dalong blinked, "What?"
"I'm asking where your village is!" Murong Jing frowned slightly, her tone somewhat impatient, "It's already dark, and my carriage has been burned for you. Are you going to sleep on this road at night?"
"Yes, yes, our village is not far away. I will lead the way for you right away!"
Dong Dalong and his brothers supported each other and limped towards their own village.
Murong Jing, Zhu Lan and others searched for things that were not burned in the carriage and followed the bandits.
After walking for about two incense sticks of time, a light appeared in front of us. When we got closer, we could see clearly that they were several torches emitting black smoke.
In the light of the fire, the bronze animal head inlaid on the wooden door looked ferocious. There was a large plaque hanging above the door with two words written on it -
"Copycat." The plaque was made of wood and had many cracks on it, and it looked quite old.
Zhu Lan: ...It’s really a very simple and unpretentious name.
Zhu Qingyan felt like she was dreaming. No, she never dreamed that one day she would be able to stay in a bandit's lair.
Still, he was invited respectfully.
A Jiang looked around curiously.
"Who is it?" asked a voice from the gatehouse.
"Me!" Dong Dalong responded.
"The second in command is back, and he brought four hostages with him. Open the door!"
The wooden door was slowly opened, and then someone went to report to the boss.
"Where is my eldest brother?" Dong Dalong stepped into the village gate, grabbed a younger brother at random, and asked in a hoarse voice.
"The big boss is in the Juyi Hall." The younger brother smiled and glanced at Murong Jing and the others, "The second in command is amazing. He made such a big profit with just one move, and four fruits!"
"Bullshit!" Dong Dalong slapped his younger brother in the face, then turned around and said with a smile, "Everyone, follow me to meet my eldest brother."
Murong Jing nodded slightly and let him lead the way.
Arriving at the Juyi Hall, Zhu Lan looked around and it was pretty much the same as what he had seen on TV dramas before.
A spacious wooden house with torches hanging on the wall and a majestic tiger-skin chair on a platform in the middle.
A burly man with a scar on his face sat on a tiger-skin chair. He had a terrifying look in his eyes and looked like a ruthless guy.
"How did you get into this state?" Seeing that Dong Dalong was covered in blood, Cheng Hu's face immediately showed anger, and he glared at Zhu Lan and the other three with his tiger eyes.
"Hey, brother, listen to me!" When Dong Dalong saw him, he quickly ran to his side and explained in a low voice.
The two of them whispered for a long time, and Murong Jing's patience was somewhat exhausted. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Cheng Hu suddenly stand up from the tiger-skin chair.
"Oh, I didn't know the princess was coming. Our village is really... honored by this humble village!" Cheng Hu walked quickly to Murong Jing, and it seemed that he couldn't wait to kowtow to her.
He was as fierce as a tiger just now, but now he is as obedient as a cat.
Murong Jing said "hmm" without being polite at all, and walked directly to the tiger skin chair and sat down.
Cheng Hu and Dong Dalong looked at each other, then stood there with their heads down, as quiet as two quails.
"How long have you been doing this? How many people have you killed?" Murong Jing asked without even looking at them. She lowered her head and adjusted her wristband.
Cheng Hu thought for a moment and said, "To answer your question, Princess, we... have only been doing this for a short time, only four or five years, and we only robbed people, not killed anyone."
"Yes, don't kill anyone!" Dong Dalong followed.
“How many people are there in the village?”
"There are fifty-eight people now." Cheng Hu raised his head cautiously and asked tentatively, "Princess, do you want to call everyone here so you can give them a lecture?"
"A bunch of bandits, asking this princess to lecture them?" Murong Jing raised her eyes, and Cheng Hu immediately lowered his head, licking his lips nervously.
At this time, a bandit shouted outside in a hurry: "Boss, the new plaque for our village is ready, shall we hang it up now?"
As the bandit spoke, he pushed the door open and rushed in, holding a new wooden plaque in his arms with the word "shanzhai" written on it.
"Boss--" He was stunned when he saw the scene in the room.
When will we get a new boss?
Cheng Hu glared at him and was about to curse, but Zhu Lan suddenly said, "Wait! Who wrote the words on this plaque?"
It’s Ding Xiaoqiu’s handwriting!
The bandit looked at Cheng Hu and said hesitantly, "Yes... some time ago, I captured two hostages..."
"Take me there quickly."
Cheng Hu looked at Murong Jing's face, and when he saw her nod, he immediately and attentively took Zhu Lan out personally.
The few of them passed through several wooden doors and came to a remote and dilapidated small courtyard with two guards at the door.
"Is there anyone inside?" Cheng Hu asked.
"Yes."
Cheng Hu pushed the door open and was about to go in, but the guard looked hesitant: "Boss, they are doing something inside. I'm afraid... it's not convenient to go in now."
When Cheng Hu heard this, he really withdrew his hand, looking a little hesitant.
Zhu Lan's heart tightened.
work?
The image of the kidnappers torturing the hostages suddenly appeared in her mind.
Murong Jing glared at him, "What are you waiting for? Open the door."
"Yes, yes!" Cheng Hu was startled and quickly opened the door.
Zhu Lan walked quickly into the courtyard to save people, but the next moment he suddenly heard several extremely discordant voices coming from behind the earthen wall in the courtyard -
“Isn’t it a pleasure to learn and practice from time to time? Isn’t it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? Isn’t it a gentleman to not be angry when people don’t know him…”
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