Copper Coins Chapter 40: Shop 2 (1)

On one side is the black dragon who is trying to stick himself to the mountain road, and on the other side is the scar-faced man who is petrified in place, feeling as if he is sleepwalking, and on the other side is holding someone by the tip of his tail, staring down the mountain young monk. This happens to constitute a delicate balance of three points, like a picture frozen in stillness.

For a while, no one moved.

The time to flick your fingers is infinitely stretched. After about a hundred years, the scar-faced man was the first to move——

He rolled his dull eyes, raised his head in a trance, stared at the jagged mountain wall for a long time, and there was nothing alive above his head except for the vast fine snow and the gloomy sky. He remembered what he had just seen, from thick to thin, with scales, and there seemed to be something else...

I can't remember exactly. Anyway, that thing swayed back and forth around the tip of his nose a few times, and even nearly hit him in the face.

How can something so big disappear in an instant?

"The head of the class, why don't you stop? The horse is making trouble again?" The curtain of the carriage behind was lifted, and someone asked.

The scar-faced man just came back to his senses. He shook his head sharply, and shook the weird thing out of his head. He thought to himself: I must have driven a long way, I was sleepy, and I was a little confused.

Thinking about this, he picked up the jug and took another sip. This wine doesn't look like it was brewed in the south of the Yangtze River, but rather from Saibei. He gave a jerk, his hands and feet warmed up a lot, and his energy went up again.

"Hey—" The scarred-faced man finally raised his head and glanced at him, then whipped the whip and drove the horses to move on.

After Dada's hooves bypassed this layer of the mountain road, he walked towards the next layer, and after walking further and further away, the black dragon lying on the mountain road rolled his eyes and let out a long sigh.

The breath of a real dragon is not as lively as ordinary people open their mouths and close their mouths, and can easily cause a gust of wind in the mountains. In order to cover up the movement and let the scarred-faced man reassure him earlier, Xue Xian held his breath just now, not breathing at all, and almost didn't suffocate to death.

The crisis is over, and this ancestor is alive again, as if the one who just stuck to the mountain road was not him at all.

I saw him raised his body, looked down at Xuanmin who was standing at his tail, and sneered: "Look, I have to personally come out and clean up the situation for you. If I didn't react in time, now the scar Your face should be face to face with your own corpse."

What a big face!

"..." Xuan Min had originally planned to put the tip of his tail down for him, but after hearing this, he stopped and straightened his waist again.

He didn't speak, he just kept his tail and looked at Xue Xian coldly, with a kind of "you say it again, I'll listen to it".

Xue Xian wanted to chop off his tail when he saw that point of excellence: This is a thing that gets in the way. When it was shrinking, it was played by this bald donkey all day long. The devil's claws of the donkey, what's the use of it? Um?

He stared down at Xuan Min, and Xuan Min also raised his eyes at him with the tip of his tail, neither humble nor arrogant, obviously waiting for him to pick up his unwanted face again.

The tail was pinched by Xuan Min. It was not only a vital part of his body, but also the evidence of his humiliating crime, so he couldn't bear to continue to be cheeky.

So after the confrontation for a while, Xue Xian reluctantly gave a "tsk" and compromised: "Okay, you are amazing!"

Xuan Min asked calmly, "Who's cleaning up the situation?"

"..." Xue Xian rolled his eyes and dragged his tone half-deadly, "You—you cleaned up, okay? It's almost done, let go!"

When Xuanmin heard the words, he bent down and let go with a faint expression, and put the tip of the disobedient tail on the ground.

Xue Xian only felt that if he had been with this bald donkey for a long time, his life would be shortened.

Because of this unnecessary confrontation, the two delayed for some time. When Xue Xian was covered by the mountain wall, he turned back into a human form and put on his clothes, and when he returned to the carriage with Xuan Min, the entire convoy happened to be finished. The mountain road is getting closer and closer to the county seat in front.

The sky outside is getting darker and darker, and it is estimated that it is already evening.

"It's almost night, how long will it take to get into the city?" Shitou Zhang looked out of the curtain. There was no danger on the way, and there was no real loss, but he really didn't want to be in this "ghost carriage." "I've stayed a long time, go to the city sooner, and part ways sooner.

"Come on." Jiang Shining pointed to the snow outside the car, "Since I started this road, you can see that there are several layers of rut marks. Obviously, it is not far from the city gate." /

Stone looked at the package containing the dry food with open eyes, swallowed, covered his grumbling stomach, and asked with a bitter face, "Can we rest when we enter the city? Get something to eat or something. , I was so hungry that I panicked."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Tianqi's stomach growled next to him.

"Are you hungry too?" Jiang Shining asked.

Lu Twenty-seven still has a juvenile temperament. He probably felt that the stomach growl made him very shameless, so he lowered his eyes and retorted: "No, it's not me." But when he said this, his tone was cold and stubborn, and his ears were cold and stubborn. The tip has turned red.

Xue Xian exercised his shoulders and muscles for a long time, and said lazily: "The snow will not stop left and right. I looked at the weather earlier, maybe it will be bigger at night, anyway, the horses and horses can't go fast. A little later is not far off.”

The one who is the most difficult to serve has spoken, then it is agreed.

As for the other...

Jiang Shining and the others glanced at Xuanmin and found that he had no intention of speaking, so it was no different from the default.

About half an hour later, the speed of the convoy was getting slower and slower, and slightly messy voices could be heard faintly.

"It's here!" Shito Zhang excitedly rubbed his hands together, resembling a grey fly with a big belly and a round brain.

The county they passed through was called Huazhi County. Because it is close to the Guanyin Ferry by the river, although it is located on the edge of Anqing Prefecture, it is quite a lively county town. It's just that this county is extraordinarily small, and it takes at most an hour to circle around the city from east to west. But even in such a small city, there are some rules for entering and exiting the city gate.

Xue Xian had fallen here once before. If I remember correctly, Huazhi County has always been very strict with people entering the city. Getting off the horse and opening the door is the most basic, whether it is passing or needing. Those who stay for a few days, but those who are outside the city, must be registered in the register when entering and leaving the city gate.

As expected, with a few brief inquiries, the convoy stopped in front of the city gate. A guard was holding a register and was counting the people, carriage by carriage.

When he knocked on the door of Xue Xian's carriage and probed in to count the registration, everyone's expressions suddenly became a little weird-

I saw a thick layer of black concoction smeared on half of the guard's cheek, and also on the back of his hand, exuding an indescribable strange smell.

With this rather unpleasant concoction, the guard himself also felt uncomfortable. He hurriedly checked. He only glanced at Xuan Mian, then closed the car door and waved to let them hurry into the city.

"Why did he stare at the master just now?" Jiang Shining asked in confusion.

"Who knows, maybe he doesn't look like a good person." Xue Xian seemed to be very interested in the scene outside the car, looked outside the curtain, and replied casually without looking back.

Everyone: "..." The most reliable person in this car is Xuan Min, this ancestor said with a face.

Scarface man and the others were kind after all, and they kept sending Xue Xian and the others to the door of an inn before parting ways with them.

The troupe seems to be in a hurry and doesn't want to delay for a moment. Naturally, they have no plans to stay in this county.

"If you want to rent a carriage, just tell the owner of the inn. Huazhi County is small, and a beam fell off, killing five people. Three people can be related to each other. The boss has a way to help you find a A carriage, just give him some hard work and money." The scarred-faced man told him before leaving.

Xue Xian and the others naturally wouldn't ride their carriage in vain.

It's just that everyone in this troupe has a weird temper. They don't want any money. They don't even accept money for singing and singing at the end of the winter months. Jiang Shining, the only person who could speak a little human language, pushed and shoved them for a long time, but he couldn't give out the money successfully. He was really helpless.

In the end, Lu Twenqi said quietly, "Don't pull it, you can always pay it back in the future."

When he said this, his fingers touched his few wooden branches, and his expression was rather unpredictable.

"What did you... figure out?"

Lu Twenqi didn't say anything, but said, "In short, I won't owe anything."

Even Xue Xian would not be too suspicious of what this little magician said, let alone Jiang Shining. The troupe said hello and rushed out of the city, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Until the few of them sat down on the first floor of the inn, planning to order food and drink to warm up their body, Xue Xian's attention remained on the street outside.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Shining asked strangely.

"I've seen it a lot. I've been here before. This county is not as lively as it used to be, there are a lot fewer people, and... there are signs posted by every door, have you seen it?" Xue Xian asked.

"What notice? I'll take a look." Shitou Zhang was restless. Hearing this, he ran out of the inn door. After a while, he came in mysteriously clutching the placket of his clothes. They were sitting in a more remote position, blocked by red lacquer columns, and their movements could not be clearly seen from other tables.

"I don't know if this notice can be uncovered, but I just picked up one on the wall that happened to fall." Stone Zhang took it out of his arms and flattened it on the table, "Look—"

Before it was outside, there was no light, and he didn't see clearly what was drawn on the sign. Now, when he spread it out, everyone at the table was stunned, and then all looked at Xuanmin.

"Master, this..." Shitou Zhang stammered, "Why did you get the official notice? You, what did you do?"

Xuan Min also frowned, carefully looking at the portrait on the notice.

"I was in Ningyang before, so Master Liu misidentified the master as the person in the Haichao document?" Jiang Shining wondered, "Isn't it the same again?"

Xue Xian raised his hand and touched the notice, and said, "I took a special look at Ning Yang's notice, except that the people on the painting are all monks with a mole on the side of their neck, and they have nothing to do with this bald donkey. They are half alike, and the person in the painting is much older than this bald donkey."

But now this...

"That batch of sea arrest documents is said to be about to reach full term, right?" Xue Xian twitched the notice, "This one feels... like it's just been posted a few days ago."

And the portrait on this notice has been slightly changed from the one in Ningyang County, making the person a little younger, and the facial features have also been adjusted. It looks... it is six points similar to Xuan Min.