Life in Spice Town came to an abrupt end. However, three hours after Binghe left Spice Town, he encountered an accident on the way.

Under the sunlight at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Binghe sat next to the pool, staring blankly at the suspected fragments of the carriage in the pool. The horse pulling the cart was eating grass on the side, occasionally raising the horse's head to look at Binghe, and his nostrils were snoring, as if urging Binghe not to be dazed anymore and do something quickly.

When this traffic accident just happened, Binghe did not do nothing. On the contrary, Binghe was very proactive in dealing with the crisis of the car falling into the pond, but things went against their wishes.

Let's review the plot of this one-hour after the crash.

1: In the tenth minute of the car rolling into the pond, Binghe, who jumped from the roof of the carriage to the shore, watched half of the carriage slide into the pond, and tried to explain to himself in an optimistic tone: "Driving, overturning, this is a very normal mistake. Who can not overturn the car several times in life?" With an optimistic attitude, Binghe began to think about how to move the carriage out.

2: Half an hour after the carriage was about to be pulled out, the rope broke with a "bang". The carriage slid backwards into the pond. "No, no, no, don't go back, come back for me!" Binghu, with a bitter face, complained about the carriage's rebellion.

3: After forty-five minutes of overturning, that is, fifteen minutes ago, Bingshu strengthened the rope firmly. Then he encouraged the horse and started pulling the cart again.

However, maybe it was the inferior quality of the carriage, maybe it was soaked in water for a long time, or Binghu's heart was a little impatient. The carriage was pulled out of the water faster, and the water in the carriage was also pulled out. With a clang, because the carriage could not hold the heavy water, the carriage turned into parts, scattered in the pond, and only a chassis was pulled out. Binghu Petrochemical stood by the pond.

Then now, the horse was eating grass, Binghe took out his suitcase and placed it on the side of the road, his whole body was soaked, squatting and holding his knees in the bleak autumn wind, sitting by the pond.

It seemed that God felt that Binghe was a bit miserable, so he met a kind-hearted person to rescue him. Just one and a half hours after Binghe turned over, a team of knights passed by here.

On the side of the road, Binghe stood up and observed the people passing by using the field veins. After seeing them clearly a thousand meters away, Binghe was stunned for a second and suddenly realized that these people were not simple, but he was obviously on the road. Now he couldn't avoid it, so he quickly stopped observing the field.

The group of people stopped when they saw the Keng on the roadside. The female rider in the lead was heroic and was wearing armor with more decorative effects than defense. The helmet with mountain patterns hid its brown hair. The beautiful appearance at first glance makes people feel like spring breeze, but the eyes contain a sense of pride that is born to command the other side.

More importantly, when the team approached Bingshu seven or eight hundred meters, Bingshu, who had closed the field but had not switched the magic veins, felt a sense of depression. The empty space seemed to be occupied by an invisible thing. It was not until Bingshu switched the magic veins to the unbalanced high-level knight magic veins that this feeling of depression disappeared.

The female knight grabbed the reins and drove the horse to the wet Brainhu, asking in a gentle tone without losing her superior demeanor, "Sir, have you encountered any trouble?"

Binghe gritted his teeth and said with a reluctant smile: "My carriage is falling apart. I have two very important boxes, but my horse can only pull one box. Can I buy another horse from you?"

The female rider frowned slightly and said, "Sorry, our horses cannot be taken out. But if we go along, we can take you for a ride."

The knight behind the female rider wanted to say something, but the female rider turned around and stared back. When the female rider turned to face Binghe, she still looked in a dilemma.

Binghe pointed to the left, tilted his body, and looked at the spare horses behind the knights. He looked at the female knight in front of him with his eyes eagerly looking at the female knight in front of him.

The female knight seemed to not understand Binghe's prompt at all, and she maintained a sincere invitation on her face.

Binghe looked at his bad suitcase and could only force himself to smile and beg, "I'm going to the port in the south, I should be on the way with you... Can you take me there?"

The female rider looked at Binghe, who was soaked all over and asked curiously: "Little brother, are there no one around you?"

Binghe explained: "My age can be independent."

A dimpled chuckled chuckled on the female rider's face: "We are going to a dangerous place now, are you going to the road?"

Binghe couldn't help but hold his finger, and said in a little tangled and tentatively: "Can you take me to a nearby city?" Binghe said angrily: "Don't play hard to get, don't follow you. Will I spend the night in this wilderness at the end of October?"

The female rider said, "No problem, but, can you ride a horse?"

Binghe nodded happily: "I can ride a horse."

The female rider asked Binghe to tie his box to the free horse. A steady knight in the queue approached the young female nobleman, who seemed to be persuading something. Because they used the sound isolation spell, Binghe could not hear the words they talked with. However, from the guardian's eyes, Binghe knew that he had appeared halfway through unknown information, which was very suspicious.

Judging from the performance of the knights in the team, it seems that they don’t want to care about anything on the roadside at all. Binghe doesn’t want to get involved too much, but the female knight seems to think the road is very monotonous and wants to add some fun.

Faced with the vigilant gazes around him, Binghe did not dare to use any spells, but he could still tell: in this team, the fifteen guards surrounding the female rider were all medium-level professionals. Thinking of the feeling just now, Binghe had already vaguely guessed that he seemed to have won the prize.

Bingxin complained quietly: "West is so small."

The two knights followed Bingshu like escorting them, nominally helping Bingshu carry their luggage, but actually surveillance and inspection.

When he arrived at the luggage pile, Binghe squatted down and opened a large box. The main purpose of actively opening the box was to eliminate some doubts.

Among the two boxes of Binghe, guns and mechanical birds are placed in the mezzanine, and they cannot be seen even if the box is opened.

In the box opened by Binghe, there are notebooks, some clean underwear, and some dry food. The only small ban is a folding mechanical crossbow. As for some other strange things, they can stand the view, but they cannot stand the careful inspection. (Narrator: Some weapons on the earth look like farm tools at first glance, and they can stand the view, and cannot stand the inspection.)

【A few hours ago, Binghe was in a room in Spice Town.】

There is a metal bracket here, and there is a set of close-fitting mechanical suit hanging on the metal rack, with many external wires linked there. If someone broke into Binghe's room at that time, he would be able to see that it was a mechanic's thing at first glance. Now, this thing is the kind that is folded in the box, no one can see it.

As Binghe generously unboxing and then closed the things. Within a dozen seconds before and after, Binghe keenly felt the fluctuations of the various observation magic activation behind him.

However, Binghe was not worried that these West's knights would have enough experience to recognize the things in the box. The fibrous mechanical muscles (the kind that the Oka Empire attacked bipedal mechas), even the mechanical controllers had to look carefully to distinguish them. The mechanical muscles processed by Binghe's metallography are too thin.

Open the box's Kernel and brought out a small box from it.

Binghe looked at the food box in his hand with some pain. The food box was filled with honey he picked while traveling through the mountains. This honey was originally planned to be eaten by himself, but now it seems that he is the only thing he can take out and give it to others.

"Is this?" the female rider asked curiously, while the person behind him was holding the handle of the knife, very alert.

Binghe said: "Honey, I picked it in the woods myself. It should be delicious."

The female rider showed interest on her face and said, "Honey? Did you give it to me?"

Binghe nodded.

The female rider reached out to curb the fuss of the people around her. She stretched out her hand with interest, touched the metal box with her index finger, and the glossy surfaces around her index finger flashed around her index finger (molecular identification spell, commonly known as olfactory technique).

After confirming that there was only honey in the box very briefly, she generously took the metal box and weighed it with her hands.

Then she smiled and nodded to Binghe, handed the box to the side. The knight next to her opened his mouth with the bag, and the box fell into the bag. Binghe also smiled shyly in response.

When Binghe turned around to pack his luggage, the knight next to him immediately came to the outer circle with his bag.

In the evening sunset, I breathed a sigh of relief in the core of Bingxin who successfully took the ride, and gradually began to forget the continuous frustration of the carriage sliding into the water two hours ago. After healing, I forgot to hurt, and it was almost like this.

The horse team galloped on the road, and the road was galloping towards the southwest. Binghe unfolded the mainland map in his mind. Then he understood the direction of the horse team: Cancer Port in southern West.

After learning about the destination, Binghe couldn't help but sigh that if he hadn't been intercepted by Oka's fleet back then and had his smuggling ship disembark, his destination would have been here. After a year, he finally got back here.

The core plan secretly: "When I arrive at the port in the south, I will find a private boat to return to China. Well, I will come lightly and leave lightly without taking away a cloud."

"Hmph, Humph" Binghu, who couldn't help but humming a little tune, entered a relaxed state. He loosened the horse's reins with his hands, spread his arms and aimed at the white clouds in the sky to make a hug. This movement was very eye-catching in this team that was very polite, which attracted the attention of people around him.
Chapter completed!