Qijiahuo Town has settled down, and Mo Feifan plans to leave the gang temporarily and go to Liujia Town to visit relatives. He has been away from the Baidao Gang for so long, and he doesn't know how Uncle Yu is doing or whether he is in good health.
As for all matters related to the gang, he asked Zan Xie and Qian Shuyuan to discuss it. As long as there was no major issue related to the survival of the gang, Mo Feifan believed that they could handle it.
After arranging everything, Mo Feifan drove a carriage and left Qijiahuo Town alone. He walked very secretly, and no one else knew about it except a few core leaders.
Flowers are blooming all over the field, and birds and orioles are flying. Mo Feifan always has a strong love for flowers, just like he loves all life.
Qijiahuo Town is ninety miles away from Liujia Town. Mo Feifan starts from the morning and walks until dusk. At dusk, he always likes to sit in front of the window under the setting sun, caressing the petals as soft as a lover's lips, appreciating
Breathing the wonderful fragrance of flowers like a lover's breath. It is dusk now, the setting sun is warm and the evening breeze is soft.
Mo Feifan stopped the carriage and was about to enjoy the rare tranquility. As soon as the carriage stopped, a team of horses came to greet him.
This is a strange procession. In front of it are eight white horses carrying luggage. Following the white horses are five mules carrying food boxes and wine jars. At the end of the procession is a large black horse drawn by four horses.
car.
There were only two people in the entire team. One was a young woman wearing men's clothes sitting on the carriage, and the other was a tall black man.
The big man held a whip more than ten feet long in his hand and wore a sheepskin vest. He looked like an honest man dressed as a farmer. He walked at the front of the team. Although he was only one person, he trained the more than ten animals into submission.
They were obedient. One after another, they walked along the road. Not a single one ran around and barked, and not a single one was lazy to poop or urinate. They were like a team of battle-hardened veterans.
The big car the young woman was sitting in was surprisingly big. It was square and square, and looked like a mobile house from a distance. However, this mobile house was closed.
The more Mo Feifan looked at it, the more he felt that this team was evil. It looked neither like an ordinary caravan nor like a bodyguard escorting goods. Out of caution, he secretly touched the hatchet on his waist.
When they approached Mo Feifan's carriage, the woman on the carriage stretched out her hand and gestured to the big man. The big man didn't answer, but just waved the whip in his hand, and the team immediately stopped.
"In front of us is the master of the Mo Sect - Mr. Mo Feifan." The young woman jumped out of the carriage and greeted Mo Feifan.
Mo Feifan was stunned and asked in confusion: "Who are you? Do I know you?"
"She doesn't know you, but I know you." Suddenly a head burst out of the carriage and looked at him with a faint smile.
Zhang Rao?! Mo Feifan blurted out this name.
This person was not Zhang Rao. He hadn't seen her for more than half a month, and Mo Feifan really missed her. Seeing that the person was Zhang Rao, Mo Feifan lowered his guard and asked with a smile: "Miss Zhang, I haven't seen you for many days, how are you doing lately?"
ah?"
"Not good." Zhang Rao said directly and clearly.
Mo Feifan put his hands behind his back and said, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Rao: "In order to sell that damn Kong Shenjian at a good price, I have traveled to no less than twenty places in the past half month. Tell me, will I be okay?"
Listening to Zhang Rao's tone, Kong Shenjian has already been sold, and the price should not be low. Mo Feifan showed two deep dimples, raised two thick and black eyebrows and said: "It's really not good."
Zhang Rao: "You seem to be living a good life, and you are still interested in enjoying the sunset."
Mo Feifan: "I'm just more open-minded than the average person. In this life, things will never go as planned. If I don't seize the time to enjoy it, wouldn't my life be in vain."
Zhang Rao snorted and smiled slightly: "What you said makes sense. There is wine in the car. Do you want to have a few drinks?"
Mo Feifan didn't even think about it and said with a smile: "Okay. We have beautiful scenery, beautiful women, and now there is good wine. The three most beautiful things in life are all gathered together. Why not drink."
The young woman opened the door for Mo Feifan in person. Once in the car, Mo Feifan understood why Zhang Rao wanted to make the carriage look like a house. Because only in this way can two doors be installed.
A carriage actually had two doors, which really surprised Mo Feifan. While talking, the young woman also got on the carriage and closed the outermost door tightly. After closing the door tightly, she stepped forward to open the second door.
The door opens.
There is a large and comfortable couch in the carriage, as well as several brocade cushions and a table. Everything has obviously been carefully arranged, so even though there are many things, it does not seem very crowded. Among these things
In the middle, there is a big bathtub. There is a person in the bathtub, a naked person - Zhang Rao. If it weren't for the thick layer of flower petals scattered in the bucket, Mo Feifei could even see through everything in the water at a glance.
.
"Miss Zhang, what's going on?" Although Mo Feifan was not a gentleman, he quickly turned around, his old face was so embarrassed that he was about to bleed. Mo Feifan felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
, what is this going to do?
In contrast, Zhang Rao was not embarrassed at all. She waved her arms as smooth as jade and chuckled: "I like to take a bath the most. If I don't take a bath for a day, I will feel uncomfortable."
Very. This is not just to catch you, I was so anxious that I didn’t even take a shower..."
Mo Feifan: "...Ms. Zhang, please wash your hands slowly first. I'll go out and wait for a while. When you finish washing, call me." After saying that, he was about to leave.
As soon as he reached the door, the young woman blocked his way: "Miss Zhang didn't tell you to leave, so you can't leave."
Mo Fan raised his head and saw a pair of extremely beautiful eyes. Mo Fan sighed inwardly, such beautiful red and phoenix eyes.
He swallowed and thought to himself that he was afraid of ghosts. What could a grown man like himself be afraid of? He turned around and went back, found a soft cushion and sat down.
He was about to ask: "Where's the wine?"
The young woman reached out and pressed the button beside the couch, and a drawer popped out from under the brocade couch. There were six shiny silver cups in the drawer.
Zhang Rao said: "There are a total of twenty-three kinds of wine on the mule. From men's favorite tiger whip wine, to the strongest Shao Dao Zi, to the precious 'Nine Cold Sika Deer'... you can name it."
Name it, I have it here. What do you want to drink? Tell me!"
Mo Feifan was stunned after hearing this, and after a moment he slowly said: "I didn't expect that Miss Zhang is also a good drinker."
"You are wrong, I prepared these for you. I know you like drinking, so I have prepared every kind for you." Zhang Rao said with a charming look.
After Mo Feifan heard this, his heart moved. It was difficult for him to describe his mood at the moment. Whether he was overjoyed, moved, or satisfied, he didn't know and didn't need to know.
Mo Feifan cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much. Just give me some ordinary sorghum wine."
Zhang Rao waved his hand: "If you want to thank me now, then you have many things to thank me for."