Jiaohua

Chapter 87 Unbelievable

After writing a few pages of letters, when the ink stains dried, she folded them, stuffed them into envelopes, and waxed them.

There was some movement outside the door, I thought it was the master and servant who went upstairs.

Judging from the appearance and behavior of the master and servant, they should have been born in a wealthy family. I wonder if they have any understanding of the capital.

The shopkeeper here has already been attacked, and he knows very little. After all, this place is a bit occluded.

Xia Zhaoyi looked at the door, and then faintly, there was the sound of someone coming up to pour hot soup.

She looked back, that's all, it was the same when she went to the city to inquire.

Getting up to close the window sash, she went to bed and dressed and fell asleep.

Leave the dark night with a little light in the western sky.

Lanterns are hung at the four corners of the carriage. Because of the special material and shape of the lanterns, the light inside is more dazzling.

The carriage was not running, and stopped quietly on the road.

The teenager held a long wooden stick that was the same height as his body and poked the ground.

A few guards have one hand, and they also patted the soil and rocks lightly. With a little force, they could hear the sound of the falling sand and rocks below.

"Master, it's really..." Shitou said softly.

Shen Lie said nothing, raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance.

The road in front of them had already come to them, and if they hadn't noticed that something was wrong with the wheels, they wouldn't have stopped.

The ground farther away has been shattered into cobwebs.

"We are lucky," said Zhang Meng, the guard next to him.

"No." Shen Lie said in a deep voice.

Seeing that it was getting dark, I asked to speed up. If it was slower, if I walked a little longer there, it might collapse completely.

"If it collapses...what will happen?" Shishi asked with some fear.

No one spoke.

The wind in the wilderness became swifter and whistled as soon as the night fell.

Shen An was leaning in the carriage, dressed in purple, with long black hair hanging down, the curtain of the car was rolled up, and the light of the lantern came in, allowing him to read the words on the book clearly.

Hearing Shishi's words, he said lightly: "This is where luck depends. Maybe it will only collapse for a short section, maybe it will be an abyss."

"Master, let's go quickly," Shi Shi looked at Shen Lie, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Shen Lie looked at the road over there coldly, and suddenly threw the long wooden stick in his hand.

The gravel was shaken and shattered, turning into a small dark hole.

"Master..." Stone called.

Shen Lie turned around and strode towards the carriage.

Shen An took the book, the book was slightly towards his chest, looked up at him, and smiled faintly from the corner of his eyes: "This is the destiny, Zhiyan, I can't bear you not to believe it."

Shen Lie sat in the car, suppressed his voice, and said to Shishi calmly, "Go."

Not far from the official road is a checkpoint.

There are many houses built there for the soldiers, and there is a small stable behind it.

There are now many tents standing outside the stables, and the strong aroma of the broth is tumbling out.

Song Erlang and Qin Sanlang sat side by side in the military building, bored watching those women deliver bowls to the east and the other to the west.

"It's so flamboyant, I don't know if it's good or bad, I'm afraid to provoke something." Qin Saburo said.

Song Erlang glanced at him, and his expression was not very good.

"I don't know where the girl who left at noon is." Qin Saburo said again.

Speaking of the girl, Song Erlang's expression became even worse, and he asked, "How reliable do you think their words are?"

Qin Saburo shook his head.

The women didn't even show them the contents of the baskets when they died, but who were their opponents, a few soldiers forcibly opened a basket, and the bottom was full of gold and silver.

With so much gold and silver, even Song Erlang, who grew up with brocade clothes and jade food, would be dumbfounded.

And looking at the performance of these women, this should be just one of the baskets.

Looking back at so many baskets they picked, it was terrifying to think of the treasures inside.

Under their stern questioning, the women revealed the truth, but this "truth" is better not to tell the truth.

They said that the reason why they escaped was the way of a mysterious chivalrous cult, and that mysterious chivalrous sent a letter through Ali's mouth.

One of the girls insisted that Ali was amazing. She could fly over the eaves and walls, crawl around, cook all kinds of delicious food and cut wood into shapes with a knife.

Ask them what happened to the bandits after they escaped.

The rest of the answer is basically dead, washed away by the flash flood.

Move mountains and seas?

Which mystery knight is so powerful?
Just looking at the scene, it feels incredible.

But when it comes to the unbelievable, today the little girl first called herself Miss Zeng family, and didn't take anyone seriously, and she was able to directly tell a lot of past events related to Song Erlang, even Song Erlang's name. He had to say it, his appearance and demeanor, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a cowardly timid child slave.

In the end, she left with light steps, looking very happy, which is enough to call it incredible.

What bothers Song Erlang even more is that her back looks familiar, but she can't think of a reason.

There was a flash of fire in front of the official road. They turned around and a carriage was running.

Song Erlang stood up: "There is actually a carriage."

"Isn't the urgent report I received today that we are calling from the United Nations? Why didn't the previous checkpoints stop them?" Qin Saburo also wondered.

"Go." Song Erlang called, jumping off the military building.

Qin Sanlang held onto the wooden ladder and walked a little slowly.

"Call-"

Stone pulled the reins and stopped.

"Who are you?" Song Erlang called out.

Stone glanced at them, jumped out of the carriage, raised his hand and opened the curtain: "Master."

Song Erlang looked into the car, and there were two handsome men in the car, both wearing purple clothes, the older one was darker and more inky purple.

Shen Lie got out of the car, and the guards also got off their horses, and their movements were neat and consistent.

Shen Lie clasped his fists with both hands: "I've seen the official before Shen Lie."

Song Erlang raised his eyebrows lightly and glanced at Qin Sanlang next to him.

I have always thought that Qin Sablang's white and tender-faced family members are handsome enough, but the young man in front of him is even better.

He looked a little arrogant and arrogant, and at first glance was annoying, but then he got off the carriage and came over to salute, and his demeanor was quite pleasing to the eye.

What's more fun is that the fake pig skin on his face frightened the ghosts and gods, but he didn't scare the man.

"You're welcome," Song Erlang waved his hand, "what are you doing here?"

"Suppressing bandits." Shen Yan said.

As soon as the voice fell, a man's voice came from the other side: "Master."

Everyone turned back, and several were slightly startled, but they quickly recovered.

The people who came were two women and one man.

A young female maid dressed up and was supporting a woman of some age.

The man is not young, he looks like a scholar, and is thin and bony.

The reason why everyone was frightened was because the woman had scars all over her face and a mouth was missing at the corner of her lips.

It looks scary at first, but at first glance, isn't this just Song Erlang's boring trick.

(End of this chapter)