Chapter Eleven Under the Night
The escort agency does not open a good hall, so how can it be a waste of work?
Therefore, no matter what conspiracy this matter involves or what vortex, Su Mo, as the chief escort of the Ziyang Escort Agency, must not have the principle of just doing his best to not get money.
And from another perspective, the more he performs like this, the more he does not know what is in the brocade box.
Otherwise, how could we give up the Xuanji Kuang, a treasure involving the Great Xuanwu Library for the sake of a mere yellow and white thing?
Wang Xianglin looked at Su Mo, his eyes changed, and then he said with a smile: "Do you know who I am?"
"I don't know, nor do I want to know."
Wang Xianglin's mouth twitched: "Do you know what is in this brocade box?"
"The man who gave this thing to me was on the verge of death. To be honest, if he hadn't died, I would never have taken this raft.
"But since the things have been handed over to me, I can't just take them away. I ran thousands of miles to this Chicken Crown Station and handed them to you in a bitter way.
"As for the things in this box... some people have already died because of this, but I don't want to be the next one. Therefore, no matter what rare treasure it contains, it has nothing to do with I.
"But there is a chapter... the man said that he would hand over the things to Jimingyi, and Wang Xianglin, the Yuquan Inn, must thank him very much, but I remembered it in my heart."
Su Mo talked: "Now, you and I don't have to talk nonsense. Do you give me this silver gift?"
Wang Xianglin looked at Su Mo for a while and suddenly laughed: "Okay, I didn't expect you to be young, but you were a little alert. If you don't die, you would have to have a place in the world. I will naturally give this silver raid."
After the words came to his voice, he reached out and touched it in his sleeve. After a moment, he pulled out three silver notes and handed them to Su Mo.
"The silver notes of Dayou Money House can be cashed out as long as you don't leave the Eastern Wilderness. These three hundred taels should be enough for you to do this trip, right?"
“This is nature.”
Su Mo grinned and reached out to get the silver notes.
But Wang Xianglin reached out and looked at the brocade box in Su Mo's hand, and the meaning was unspeakable.
"Hahaha, it should be."
Su Mo reached out and pushed the brocade box over, and then Wang Xianglin sent the silver note over.
Pay money with one hand and deliver goods with the other... To be honest, this is not like a escort style. This will give people the feeling of trading something shameful.
Holding the three hundred taels of silver in his hand, Su Mo looked at Wang Xianglin who had already received the brocade box and smiled softly:
"The money and goods are over, and the transaction is over. Let's say goodbye."
"Um."
Wang Xianglin just held the brocade box, as if he couldn't put it down, and he didn't care about Su Mo's farewell at all.
But when Su Mo was about to leave the room, Wang Xianglin spoke:
"I'll give you a piece of advice. If you don't want to cause trouble for yourself, remember to keep silent about what you are doing today!"
Su Mo looked back at him, without saying much, but after leaving the room, he closed the door.
Apart from the door, Su Mo stood slightly at his feet, and with a thought moving, a panel had already opened in front of him.
[Task: Deliver the brocade box to Wang Xianglin, Yuquan Inn in Jimingyi (completed)]
[Reward: Settlement...]
Looking at this prompt, Su Mo did not breathe a sigh of relief. He browsed lightly, looked back at the door, and then turned around and left.
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In the guest room, the black cloth wrapped in the brocade box had been taken apart, but the brocade box was thrown aside like a piece of shoes.
Wang Xianglin sat by the window, and half of the window was opened.
At this time, his hands were no longer the book or the cup of tea he forgot to drink.
But a knife.
He gently rubbed the blade, but from the corner of his eyes he looked at Su Mo who had left the inn, until Su Mo's figure left the inn, and even left the street and the Jiming Post, he let out a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, the other half of the window was suddenly blown open by the wind.
It was a person who came in with the wind.
The moment the man came in, he was already sitting on the stool beside the table.
He reached out and took the cup of tea, making a gesture to drink.
But I heard a snap sound, and the back of my hand was knocked by a scabbard.
A voice that followed: "Down."
“…”
The person who came was helpless, had to pour a cup of tea by himself and put a sword on the side of the table.
The sword... is very long, seven feet long!
"Just leave like that?"
"It has nothing to do with him."
"Then I'll leave, too."
"Run faster, maybe you can catch up."
“…”
The swordsman was angry: "It's already very fast."
"Obviously not fast enough."
Wang Xianglin's eyes glanced outside: "Here you come."
"...Bastard, I really think I'm afraid of you! I'm just respecting the elderly!"
The swordsman took the sword casually and flew out. As soon as he landed on the ground, he heard the wind of sticks breaking through the air. When he looked up, he saw an old man in ragged clothes, holding a wooden stick and a red wine gourd hanging from the waist.
The swordsman wanted to draw his sword, but after pondering, he paused, flew up, and ran away.
The old man from Red Gourd glanced at the window of the room where Wang Xianglin was, and then chased the swordsman in the direction where the swordsman left.
One by one, one after another, it was gone far away in a blink of an eye.
That night, the two men who Su Mo met in the forest had already hit Jimingyi. Judging from the momentum, it seemed that they had to continue fighting.
After Wang Xianglin withdrew his gaze, he sighed softly, glanced at the brocade box that was abandoned on the side, and raised it lightly, but he didn't know what he thought of.
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night!
There is no light tonight, there is wind, and it is very windy.
A figure on the second floor of the inn jumped out of the window silently.
I stumbled on the ground and moved my toes, but I had already reached the roof.
He ran away, but there was no sound at all.
If I closed my eyes and didn't look at it, I'm afraid there would be someone running wildly on the roof.
Not only was he running wildly, he was also fast, as if he was chasing the wind, but he seemed to be pushing forward by the wind.
Within a while of breathing, he had already left Jimingyi.
The journey of more than ten miles was even more distant, and it was left behind in a flash.
Suddenly, he stood by a lake and breathed a sigh of relief.
He flipped his hand and took out a brocade box from his arms.
Just a glance, he put the brocade box aside, reached out and gently wiped it on his cheek, tearing off a human skin mask.
It showed a beautiful and refined face.
After untied the crown, the long hair vented like silk and waterfall in an instant.
But at this moment, her face suddenly changed:
"come out!"
The night was silent, and the wind roared. After a while, the young man with teeth sucked in the darkness:
"At the beginning of this night, I was frightened. Why did Wang Xianglin suddenly become a woman?"
"You didn't leave!"
The woman looked at Su Mo who was appearing in front of her, her eyes full of shock.
Chapter completed!