The water of the Yellow River flows eastward, and the sun hangs high in the sky.

Next to the road beside the Yellow River, there is a small teahouse with a sign saying that a bowl of tea costs a penny.

On the Yellow River Road, the sun was scorching, but business was not very good at this time. There were only a few customers sitting in twos and threes on the tables and chairs in the pergola, drinking tea and resting.

At this time, a carriage was driving slowly from a distance. The most eye-catching thing was the two white horses pulling the carriage. They were very powerful and heroic. They were obviously fine horses and should not just be used as slaves.

, making everyone who sees it feel sad.

While sighing, the carriage slowly approached. The driver was a merchant in black wearing a bamboo hat. He came to the tea house and threw out a silver tael from his arms: "Boss, do you have any tea or horse feed?"

?Prepare it for me quickly."

The owner of the tea house was a skinny old man. He accepted the money with a smile, and then went to the back of the tea house to make tea for the guests and pour some horse feed.

At this moment, the guests at the table in the teahouse looked at each other.

"The horses in that carriage are a little weird."

"It's a horse tamed by a wealthy family."

"The carriage is also strange. The ruts are very deep, and it seems to be carrying a very heavy cargo."

"The person driving the car was even weirder, it seemed to be a woman.

"what to do?"

"what to do?"

They were drinking tea and chatting in low voices. Almost in the next moment, they calmly grabbed the weapons on the table, threw a few pennies of tea money on the table, and walked towards the carriage at the same time.

Step by step, step by step, no one noticed them. After all, this was originally a road full of people. It was just because the sun was strong now that merchants would not take advantage of this time to rush on their way. When they came to the carriage, they saw the carriage.

There was no one in the carriage, but there were three large wooden boxes that looked very heavy.

The three of them smiled in unison, carrying their weapons, one of them got into the driver's seat, and the other two entered the carriage. They suddenly opened the box and saw a dazzling piece of silver ingot inside, as well as pieces of gold leaves.

The gold beads are dazzling and their value is immeasurable.

"Hurry up and catch the train!" The people in the carriage couldn't help but exclaimed with joy.

The man in the coachman's seat picked up the riding whip and whipped it hard on the buttocks of the horses in front of them. As long as the two horses ran away, all the treasures in the carriage would belong to them.

But when he raised his riding crop, he felt that he couldn't whip it at all.

He looked back and saw a young man in black looking at him with a smile, holding the tip of the riding crop in his right hand.

"This is my family's thing. It's not good to take away other people's love." Fang Bie looked at him and said quietly.

"Your house is my house. When we meet, it belongs to me." The man who took the car cursed loudly, and at the same time, he clenched the knife in his hand and was about to chop off the young man's legs.

Fang Bie sighed, stood up and jumped, easily dodging the attack that swept across the army: "Is the world so violent now?"

As he said this, he put a lot of force on his hand, but the other party refused to remove his riding whip, and then he pulled a dog to chew the shit, and then quietly put his foot on his head: "Do you want to live or die?"

Only then did the man realize the overwhelming gap between him and the young man. Although his face was pressed against the wooden board of the carriage, he could only beg for mercy: "Young Master, Young Master, I want to live, I want to live."

Fang Bie smiled, retracted his legs, and lightly lifted the man's heavy body away, kicking him out a foot or two in the air.

The man was so disoriented that he looked left and right and found that the two companions who had just followed him into the car had been thrown into the weeds on the side of the road.

At this moment, he didn't understand that he had encountered a real difficulty. He knelt down and kowtowed three times to Fang Bie in the car, and then he pulled his accomplice and ran away in a mess.

When Xue Ling walked over, she saw the three figures running away in embarrassment.

"What happened?" Xue Ling asked.

"I met three mice." Fang Bie said quietly: "What did Lao Litou say?"

"Old Li Tou asked us to go to the old place. I don't know where the old place is."

"The old place is very close." Fang Bie smiled and said, "We will go there in a moment."

…

…

The old place is indeed very close. If you drive the carriage off the road and walk into the mountains, you can see a small river temple only three to five miles away.

Fang Bie and Xue Ling got off the car this time, tied up the horses, and then Fang Bie picked up a box.

Boxes filled with gold, jewelry, and shells were carried to the river temple.

There is a small secret door behind the statue of the River Temple. The secret door has been opened at this time. After carrying the box in, I saw the skinny old man who sold tea in the tea house sitting behind the table. He looked up and saw Fang Bie.

: "Brother Fang, long time no see, is Xiao He okay?"

"Old wounds don't matter." Fang Bie simply said these five words, and then put the box in his hand on the ground with a clang: "Old Li, please check it."

Most of the trophies Fang Bie selected this time were yellow and white items, gold jewelry, and shells. Shang Jiuge's side included antique calligraphy and paintings. After all, these things were not easy for ordinary people to get rid of, but Shang Jiuge did not dislike them.

And the skinny old Li Tou opened the box, reached out and grabbed a gold ingot, weighed it in his hand for a moment, and then threw it backwards, and it just fell into the big warehouse made of rammed earth behind him. One piece, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces.

.

He just picked up a piece of gold, weighed it, and then threw it back into the warehouse. His movements were smooth and smooth. In an instant, one box of treasure was gone, followed by the second box and the third box.

In less than half an hour, Old Li Tou had taken out all three boxes of treasures, inspected them one by one, and then put them away.

Then he pulled out a piece of cardboard with a strange texture from the table in front of him, picked up a brush and wrote on it: "Now I have received the income from the mission handed over by Iron Bee Fang Belin Xue, 3,445 taels of silver, and 3,445 taels of gold.

One hundred and fifty taels."

His handwriting is neat and precise, and it is completely impossible to tell that it was written by an old man from a tea house with an unattractive appearance.

Fang Bie took it, handed it to Xue Ling, and asked casually: "Is there any news about Shang Jiuge?"

"Didn't Shang Jiuge separate from you just now?" Old Li Tou said quietly.

"That's why I asked if there was any latest news about her." Fang Bie replied quietly.

Old Li Tou smiled: "It has just been reported that Shang Jiuge is now in the Mengzhou County Government Office and has been arrested as a remnant of the Seventeen Yellow River Bandits."

Fang Bie couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and Xue Ling gently kicked Fang Bie's heels from behind.

"What's so funny about this."

"This shows that the good show I mentioned is about to take place." Fang Bie turned around and said.

Then he looked at Old Li Tou: "Uncle Li, then I'll leave first."

"Go ahead, go ahead." Lao Li waved to Fang Bie like he was trying to shoo away flies.

Fang Bie then took Xue Ling and walked out to Hebo Temple. When he reached the door, he shouted from a distance: "We are riding the horse away."

Old Li Tou sat inside and couldn't chase him out, so he could only laugh dumbly.
Chapter completed!