In fact, Bai Mo didn't really care about these things. Things like deception, robbery, and murder happened every day, and he couldn't control it even if he wanted to.
The reason why he planned to expose the stall owner just now was mainly to take care of the emotions of Zhang Tao and Zhang Tao, but the reason why he changed his mind again was still because of the charm in the stall owner's hand——
The style of the charm is exactly the same as the one on the cemetery door, and it is not an imitation.
This has special meaning.
To take a step back, Bai Mo needs to think about the safety of Zhang Tao's brother and sister. He has lost all his power now. If the other party retaliates, he is not sure to ensure the safety of the two of them.
As time passed, the number of charms on the stall was gradually decreasing, but no one cared about the bottle of hand vine juice.
The stall owner sighed inwardly. As expected, no fool would change the bottle of juice. So he decided to do as Qu Baimo said and pretended to drop a drop of juice onto the lawn inadvertently.
Bai Mo in the crowd watched this scene. There were indeed many people coming and going in front of this stall during this period, but no one was interested in the hand vines, which made him have some guesses in his mind -
Maybe this large piece of grass was indeed planted by some people, but they obviously don't understand the true use of this thing, or they have little knowledge, so they are indifferent to the juice of the vines.
So he quietly watched the stall owner perform his superb acting skills and deliberately dropped a drop of juice from the hand vine on the ground -
Juice dripping.
The stall owner held his breath and concentrated, wary of changes that might occur at any time, but there was no change on the lawn. It was still the same two minutes later. Seeing this, he didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed.
That’s it?
It was already close to five o'clock in the afternoon, and the trading in the market was coming to an end. Most people did not want to stay until six o'clock, so they chose to leave the market because the later it was, the more dangerous it was.
During this period, the Zhang Tao brother and sister were not idle. They first sold the stone at a low price, and then bought energy bars and other necessary necessities for life in their old place. This will be their main ration for the next month.
Seeing that what should be bought was bought and what should be sold was sold, they came to the charm stall again. They saw Bai Mo still standing in front of the cart, so they walked over to ask about the result.
"How's it going? Did it sell?"
"Not yet." Bai Mo said.
"Does this thing have to be sold?" Zhang Rouzhu asked curiously.
She could see that Bai Mo didn't seem to be interested in the market transactions. His purpose was different from others, and she didn't know why he cared so much about the results of selling the hand vines and went out of his way to find someone else to help him sell them.
"No, I just want to see if anyone will buy it." Bai Mo said.
In fact, his original purpose was not to stick to the vines, but he suddenly changed his mind after seeing the whole scene of the market.
"Well, anyway, you are mysterious and unwilling to tell us your thoughts." Zhang Rouzhu curled his lips and didn't ask any more questions.
"There are suddenly a lot less people."
She quietly looked at the suddenly empty grassland and couldn't help but sigh.
Zhang Tao knew that his sister rarely came to the market, so he explained with a smile: "Although the market is open until six o'clock every time, in fact many people will leave around five o'clock because they have completed the expected transactions.
, I don’t want to stay outside for fear of encountering danger.”
As he said,
Many people had already packed up their stalls, then walked down the steps and lined up to leave along the tunnel formed by the branches.
Seeing this scene, Bai Mo was thoughtful. After a brief memory, he didn't know what he thought of, and frowned slightly.
But everyone was wearing cloaks, so naturally no one noticed his expression.
At this moment, Zhang Tao suddenly asked: "By the way, do you know why so many people like to go to the market to trade?"
"Why?"
Seeing his mysterious look, Zhang Rouzhu slapped his arm hard to tell him to stop showing off.
"Because of safety."
Zhang Tao smiled and said, "Look, everyone is queuing up. This is because the branch tunnel can only allow one person to pass through at a time. When the first person enters, the entrance will be closed by the entangled branches until he is halfway there.
Then it will be reopened to allow the second person to enter."
Zhang Rouzhu thought for a while and suddenly realized: "So that's it. This can avoid the risk of being followed. It is indeed very safe."
In a lawless place like the buffer zone, the most taboo thing is to expose wealth, and exposure of wealth is often unavoidable during transactions, so it is inevitable that someone will follow you secretly afterwards and take the opportunity to snatch money or rare treasures.`Interesting w
The existence of branch tunnels can effectively prevent this behavior.
Therefore, the market can indeed be regarded as a safe trading point.
While thinking, Bai Mo said coldly: "It is true that you can avoid being followed, but you will also be forced to be separated from your companions for a short time. This tunnel is not so good."
Zhang Tao explained with a smile: "According to the normal speed, the interval between each opening of the tunnel is only about twenty seconds. Jin will be able to merge soon, so there will be no problem."
Bai Mo was noncommittal.
At this moment, a full five minutes had passed since the stall owner dripped the juice from the vine onto the ground.
The stall owner glanced at Bai Mo who was chatting not far away, and was about to put the bottle away when he suddenly saw a man in black walking to the stall.
The man was also wearing an inconspicuous black robe, and he was obviously not very fast, but the stall owner didn't see clearly where the guy appeared from.
He felt awe-inspiring - this is a master.
"What's that in your hand?"
The man didn't talk nonsense. He came up and asked about the juice. From the sound of his voice, he should be a middle-aged man.
The stall owner was shocked. This guy seemed to be here for the juice. Is anyone really interested in this thing?
He calmly explained the function of the juice from the vines in his hands.
"What is a hand vine?" the man asked.
How the hell do I know this? I'm just a salesman...
The stall owner was complaining in his heart, but he was smiling and saying nothing, showing an extraordinary calmness.
"Um?"
Seeing his silence, the man seemed a little unhappy and made a cold nasal sound.
"Sorry, this is considered a trade secret and is also part of the price of the product." The stall owner took good care of himself and said calmly, "I can only tell you after the transaction is completed."
Are you kidding, who can't pretend to be cool? He sneered in his heart, and the aura all over his body became more and more misty.
The man pondered for a moment: "How much does it cost? I want this thing."
The stall owner was stunned and said tentatively: "This product is not ordinary, I can only exchange it for rare treasures."
"Anything?"
"That's right."
The stall owner was a little suspicious. Judging from this guy's tone, he really wanted to exchange the rare treasure for this bottle of juice, right?
As if he understood what he was thinking, the man quickly rummaged through the inner pocket of his black robe, and soon took out a white stone and placed it on the cart.
"Exotic ores, you can identify them yourself."
The stall owner was stunned, picked up the stone and looked at it carefully for a moment. People like them naturally have their own way of identifying rare treasures, so he quickly figured out that this stone was indeed a rare treasure, but it only had a function.
unknown.
The value of rare treasures whose functions are unknown must be discounted.
I think the reason why this guy uses it for trading is because he really can't find anything strange about this stone.
He took out rare treasures casually, maybe it was just a big fish...
The stall owner rolled his eyes and said: "This friend is just being generous. In this case, I have some other things on this stall. How about you choose as you like?"
Hearing this, the man suddenly raised his head, and his face under the black robe was actually wearing a pure black mask, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, staring at him.
The gaze was so fierce, even with murderous intent, that the stall owner did not dare to move for a moment.
"You want to deceive me with these fake spells?" A cold voice came from the other party's mouth, "The only thing I'm interested in is this bottle of juice."
I saw it...this guy actually saw it too.
And his danger is obviously higher than that of the other guy! This is an extraordinary person!
The stall owner swallowed, said no more, and quickly handed over the juice to the other party.
However, the man in black had no intention of leaving.
"Does this friend have anything else to buy?" the stall owner said with an awkward smile.
"I've already bought the thing, so you should tell me what the hand vine is," the man said coldly.
The stall owner looked dumbfounded, thinking to himself: How the hell do I know what hand vines are, but under the cold gaze of the other party, he had no choice but to speak, and finally had to call out Bai Mo's presence.
After all, although the latter might save his life, if he hadn't told him, the guy in front of him would probably kill him by now.
So soon, the man in black, led by the stall owner, found Bai Mo and asked the question -
"What are hand vines?"
"It's a rare treasure."
Bai Mo didn't seem surprised by this and said calmly.
"You should know that's not what I want to ask." The man's tone was cold, "It's a rare thing, and you still have to say it?"
"Of course I know."
Bai Mo thought for a while, "Let me think about it, what you want to ask is why can hand vines survive on your grass?"
The man was shocked when he heard this. The answer was beyond his imagination, so he quickly asked: "How do you know this?"
Bai Mo shook his head and did not answer the question.
He just put his head close to his ear and said something.
"Not only that, I also know... using human corpses to nourish this grassland is the stupidest way."
The man was sweating profusely. Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it would still be around eight thousand to ten thousand dollars.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu was also planning to draw a big cake for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu had a lot of money before.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, his body is not what he used to be. What he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little, what if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on him, he will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage shaft and whispered.
But what Qin An said next made him almost jump out of fright.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Get closer, get closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he had seen it right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An were lying on the ground motionless, until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he took a wooden gun and strangled him around his neck. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Whoosh, whoosh!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck just now, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and search me for me."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, five scout flags, a kettle, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then gave him water and put the captured cotton clothes on him.
Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry who was changing his shift arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This is done to prevent others from taking credit. He knows what kind of environment he is in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it at all, until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."
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