Jiang Wangjiu nodded and said, "Yes!"
The smile on Bai Jiujiu's face gradually froze, and he said, "Then your expectations of me are really too low."
Jiang Wangjiu carried Baijiu on his back, so he couldn't see the expression on her face. He just heard that her tone seemed a little off, and her words were like honey: "I can't help it. You are my wife, so I can only spoil you. Who dares to let you worry about me?"
Bai Jiujiu was quiet for a while, as if comforted by Jiang Wangjiu's words, and then changed the subject again: "...Should we contact Qingliang Valley? I have a good impression of that little sister Tang Chen, what do you think?"
Jiang Wangjiu said with a mixture of laughter and tears: "I told you not to worry about this matter, so why are you going back to the same path again?"
Bai Jiujiu asked unhappily, "Isn't this because I care about you? Are you still not happy?"
“I dare not!”
Jiang Wangjiu didn't know what he had said wrong again. After Bai Jiujiu bit his shoulder, she started yelling and trying to get off his back: "Humph, put me down and go back by yourself!"
Jiang Wangjiu saw that this was still a mountain road, and fearing that she would fall if he wasn't careful, he quickly bent down and carefully placed her on the ground: "What's wrong? If I said something wrong, you should tell me. You know I'm stupid, right?"
However, Bai Jiujiu just glared at him angrily, and without saying a word, she really left by herself: "Humph!"
...Lin Zhenzhen, who had escaped from the protection of Lin Feng's forces, left Qinghe County with enough silver and dry food. She walked towards Qingliang Valley while referring to the map. She planned to take advantage of the time when Lin Feng ignored her to find Lian Xin and reconnect with her.
Lin Zhenzhen had originally thought that after leaving Qinghe County, she would be greeted by the colorful Jianghu of the novels, filled with grudges, hatreds, and struggles between good and evil. However, the road to Qingliang Valley became increasingly desolate. Even the official road seemed to have been neglected for a long time, with weeds growing even in the middle of the road.
"Wow, this road is so desolate! It's nothing like what my elder brother told me before. There's not even a place to drink tea or eat!"
Before Lin Zhenzhen could even think of turning back to Qinghe County, which at least still had some people around, a busy teahouse suddenly appeared in front of her, giving her hope of making her way in the world again: "Oh, a teahouse! I'm lucky!"
Lin Zhenzhen found a seat in the teahouse and sat down. After looking at the food that people inside ordered most frequently, she ordered one as well.
After the tea and buns were served, Lin Zhenzhen took out the portrait of Lin Feng from her bag and called to the waiter, "Brother Waiter, I want to ask you something. Have you seen this person?"
The waiter, holding the teapot, squinted his eyes and carefully examined the person in the painting. He nodded slightly and said, "Looks familiar. I feel like I've seen him somewhere."
Lin Zhenzhen was overjoyed. It was just as the book said: roadside tea stalls and restaurants in the city were all well-informed places. She had said that there would definitely be gains along the way, and now it had come true: "Think about it, this person came from the direction of Qinghe County. Maybe he's eaten here before?"
"Wait a moment," the second brother said, turning around and calling his old father who was adding tea to the earthen stove: "Dad, come here!"
The old father, who was stoking the fire, heard his son's call and thought something had happened in the teahouse. He quickly ran over, wiping his hands and saying apologetically, "Sir, what's the matter? Is it because we haven't treated you well enough?"
Lin Zhenzhen quickly explained, "No, no, sir, I was just asking my second brother about something."
The waiter handed the portrait to the old father and said, "Dad, the person in this portrait looks familiar. Can you take a look and see if it's the person from two days ago?"
After carefully examining him for a moment, the old man stroked his beard and nodded, "...really, there aren't as many people passing by now as there used to be. This guy is handsome, and he doesn't dress like an ordinary person, so I still remember him."
After hearing what the old man said, Lin Zhenzhen no longer had any doubts about what he said: "Uncle, do you know where this person went?"
After thinking for a while, the old man replied, "It seems to be in the southwest direction. As for where the people went, I don't know."
"It's good to know the general direction. Thank you, sir." After saying that, Lin Zhenzhen quickly drank a sip of tea and asked the waiter to wrap her buns in oil paper. Then, she put a silver ingot on the table.
The old man picked up the silver and hurriedly called out to Lin Zhenzhen: "Miss, you paid too much for the tea!"
Lin Zhenzhen smiled and said, "It's not much, not much. You can keep it. Goodbye."
Lin Zhenzhen had only taken a few steps when the waiter called her: "Wait a minute, girl!"
Lin Zhenzhen stopped and asked doubtfully, "Is there anything else?"
After handing the dry food to Lin Zhenzhen, the waiter explained, "Miss, since you're on the road, take these with you. There's one more thing I have to remind you of: there are bandits in Zhiyoulin to the southwest. If you're going in that direction, remember to take a detour. Also, the small town next to Zhiyoulin is now a bandit den. Those bandits are wearing South Vietnamese clothes and are very cunning!"
Lin Zhenzhen suddenly understood and accepted the kindness of the second brother, saying, "Thank you for the reminder, second brother!"
Lin Zhenzhen continued to move forward to the southwest, and her steps became lighter at this moment. She had previously thought that the two people in the teahouse might be talking about Lin Feng, but now there was no doubt about it. Lin Feng always said that people are evil, but looking at Lian Xin and the two helpful people she just met, it seemed that Lin Feng was lying to her. After all, what the book said was right: "If they are bandits, then maybe Big Brother didn't bring me with him because he wanted to suppress the bandits this time. Great, this time I will let him see how powerful I am. Who made him always say that I am inexperienced and arrogant!"
...On the third day after Tang Chen arrived at the Nanyue camp, Qiu Liang followed him, huffing and puffing. However, because his Qilin mask was somewhat eye-catching, he was a little embarrassed to let others see his appearance, so he covered his face with a black cloth.
If he had not informed Tang Chen in the morning that he was coming, he would have been shot to death by arrows at the door, mistaken for a bandit or something. Although based on the martial arts skills of those South Vietnamese sentries, it was impossible for them to hurt him.
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