One is a former famous prostitute in Ningxing, and the other is a former tomb robber.
After Chen's death, there was no conversation between the two.
The old thief was thinking about how to find out the news after entering Tanzhou City.
Lang Jun has made up his mind to remove the threat from the Tanzhou Army to Chenzhou before the Northern Liao army goes south. In this way, the Chenzhou army can rush to Taoxian to participate in this battle.
After being governed by Lang Jun, Chenzhou lacked an opportunity to show off.
This war is an opportunity.
If you can shine, go back to Taoxian...
Lang Jun gradually takes control of northern Xinjiang. How many generals will he need under his command?
If I lead the army to conquer east and west for Lang Jun, I will definitely become a famous general.
Suck!
The old thief couldn't help but sip when he thought of the beauty.
Then I saw a pair of contemptuous eyes.
Zhichun put down the car curtain and flapped his hand in front of his nose, feeling extremely disgusted.
"Hey! Tanzhou is coming. I'm leaving first."
A famous prostitute from Northern Liao has nothing to do with me!
The old thief jumped down from the carriage shaft, mounted his horse and drove off.
"you!"
Zhichun's expression changed slightly, he opened the car curtain and shouted: "You promised to send me into the city!"
The old thief turned around and said, "You look at me like you're looking at an idiot. Do you think I'm an idiot?"
Zhichun bit her red lips and said, "Slave, it's wrong."
She was a famous prostitute after all, so this wrong shout was reverberated over and over again, making her angry.
But the old thief never stopped.
Tanzhou!
I'm here!
Ahead, suddenly there was a group of people.
"When you go out, those who are idle should give way!"
He Lianrong?
The old thief was startled, seeing the two guards staring at him, and couldn't help secretly thinking that it was bad luck.
He reined in his horse, turned around and shouted: "Madam! Madam!"
The carriage came slowly.
Zhichun's voice came, "Husband! Wait for me!"
Zhichun drove the carriage with Heng?
As expected, the two guards no longer paid attention to this area.
Damn it!
What a risk!
The two of them then entered the city.
After entering the city, the old thief wanted to leave Zhichun alone, but found that the atmosphere in the city was a bit tense, so he found someone to ask.
"Someone assassinated the envoy. The city has been investigating intensively recently."
Zhichun's eyebrows twitched, "Let's..."
Old thief: "Let's..."
Later, the old thief got on the carriage.
Zhichun huddled in the corner, his right hand hidden in his sleeve, holding something unknown, looking at the old thief warily.
"You once offended a powerful person in Ningxing. If you are found out..." The old thief smiled obscenely.
"It seems that you are not a good person either." Zhichun's eyes were poisoned, "I'm afraid your origin is unknown, right? The city is under martial law. If you are found out..."
"I have a way, but I need your help."
"What method?"
"You and I are still together."
"I only want one person in my life."
"I don't like having too many people around me either."
"in this way!"
"in this way!"
Two hands stretched out.
One is white and tender.
One is rough.
"snort!"
Zhichun took back his hand.
The old thief said calmly: "Any beauty, in my eyes is just a pink skull, you are overthinking."
Zhichun retracted her hands into her cuffs and her beautiful eyes moved slightly. "Your road is different from mine, how can you pretend to be a couple?"
The old thief listened carefully to the noise outside, until a group of soldiers passed by, and then he said: "It's a small matter."
Oh!
Zhichun leaned on the carriage and sneered, thinking that this old ghost looked ungrateful, he was either a thief or a robber, and because he was afraid of the sergeant, he was probably a criminal who had escaped after committing a crime.
"I'll come as soon as I go, just wait."
The old thief is gone.
Zhichun still leaned against the carriage, closed her beautiful eyes, and thought about what she would do in the future.
There is a road guide and a household registration, and it is from Tanzhou. But since the emperor's uncle wants to get rid of the statement, he will definitely eliminate the roots. Maybe those people are waiting for him to show up.
Tanzhou is a bit dangerous.
Otherwise, go to Ningxing?
But how can a weak woman get there?
If Ning Xing can’t go, where else can we go?
Otherwise, find someone to settle down temporarily in Tanzhou?
I'm afraid that the emperor's uncle's people will even keep an eye on the household registration.
So...how about becoming a monk?
Zhichun's eyes lit up.
Isn't this a good way to go?
Who outside the country will pay attention?
"Why!"
The old thief's voice came from outside, and then the car curtain opened, and the old thief got into the car easily.
Zhichun was a little cold, "Get out of the car!"
The old thief has such experience in the world, and he can tell at a glance that this woman has thought of a way, "You can't settle down in Tanzhou."
"I'm a monk!" Zhichun said calmly.
"hehe!"
The old thief burst into laughter and laughed at the top of his lungs.
"Stupid woman!"
He gasped and said: "Do you think that outside is a pure place? I tell you, all the fights in the world of mortals can be found outside. Women like you can't do well if you go to outside... Hahahaha!"
He didn't say anything bad, but Zhichun felt strong malice.
"You mean..."
"There are those who are dedicated to cultivation, and there are also those whose six roots are impure. There are places where filth and evil are stored. It's up to you to think about it."
Seeing the old thief take out a carrot and a knife, Zhichun subconsciously screamed, "What are you going to do?"
The old thief picked up the carrot and the knife, "I'm carving, do you have any questions?"
As he spoke, he lowered his head to carve.
Zhichun breathed a sigh of relief and immediately thought of what the old thief said.
This thought is not good... When I was in Ningxing, most of the guests had status. Men like to show off when they see a beautiful woman, and this is not limited by status. Some men mentioned Fang Wai.
Those who truly concentrate on practice will hardly touch the worldly world and will almost practice asceticism.
Some of the outsiders who are wallowing in the mortal world are like going through tribulations, and finally achieve great enlightenment and achieve extraordinary things. But most of them are lost in the mortal world.
Seven emotions and six desires, fame and wealth are moving...
woman……
Zhichun shuddered and looked at the old thief with more gratitude in his eyes.
This old ghost doesn’t seem to be bad!
What is he doing?
Zhichun saw that the old thief was moving his knife like flying, and there was something extra on the carrot.
"alright."
The old thief put down the carrot and took out a pen and paper.
Grind the ink and start writing.
"Hey! Name!"
The old thief raised his head and asked.
Zhichun said subconsciously: "Call me Xia Zhichun!"
The old thief began to write.
What is he writing?
letter?
Zhichun wanted to see it, but was embarrassed.
After the old thief finished writing, he got some ink pads and came out.
What is this for?
Zhichun is puzzled.
The old thief took the carved carrot seal, dyed it with ink pad, and stamped it on the paper.
Picking up the paper and blowing on it a few times, the old thief said with satisfaction: "The craftsmanship is still there!"
He looked up, "Looking for a place to stay!"
Zhichun said: "Our roads are different. Those who travel against the direction will find the problem at a glance."
"Just follow."
The old thief got out of the car, sat on the shaft, and said, "Let's go!"
Later, he found a restaurant that was located in a busy place.
"get off!"
Zhichun got out of the car, followed the old thief in, and whispered behind him: "Be careful..."
"You two gentlemen!"
The guy welcomed me out warmly.
"One room, good quality." The old thief looked generous and generous.
The waiter glanced at Zhichun, who was wearing a t-shirt, and said, "Your Majesty, Lu Yin."
Zhichun's heart trembled.
Looking up, through the window, I saw the old thief taking out the piece of paper.
"Jia Ren."
"It's me."
"Xia Zhichun."
"My wife!"
The guy looked at Xia Zhichun a few more times.
"What are you looking at?" the old thief said dissatisfied.
"You are so lucky, sir." The waiter smiled apologetically.
Check in immediately.
"You...what you wrote before was Lu Yin? No, you forged it! This is a crime of beheading!"
Zhichun entered the room and leaned against the door, looking nervous.
"You don't need to worry about it."
"No need to worry about it? I will be beheaded when the time comes! Also, we should keep a low profile, but you asked for the best room. Isn't this eye-catching?"
"To be able to marry a beauty like you, do you think I should be a poor man?"
The old thief walked to the window, opened a crack and looked out.
yes!
Zhichun looked at the old thief and thought, this man turns out to be thoughtful and calm in his actions.
I underestimated him!
"You wait here."
The old thief went out quietly.
"you……"
Zhichun wanted to ask him where he was going, but felt that he had no position.
It wasn't until it was getting dark that the old thief came back.
"Eat it!"
The old thief came back with a lot of food.
He squatted beside him and ate, leaving the table to Zhichun.
Zhichun hesitated for a moment, "You can sit down and eat too!"
The old thief raised his head and said, "I'm used to squatting."
"Why?" Zhichun felt strange.
The old thief said casually: "Sitting while eating is disrespectful to noble people."
It turns out that he is the nobleman’s follower!
After eating, Zhichun was a little nervous.
"I'm laying the floor!"
The old thief brought enough bedding, and since the weather was hot, all he needed was something to cushion him on.
He lay down and soon his breathing became steady.
Zhichun didn't sleep much, he was worried, worried that the old thief would attack at night.
In the early morning, the old thief got up, and the drowsy Zhichun was suddenly startled, "What are you going to do?"
"If I want to touch you, how dare you call for help? Stupid!"
The old thief went out to wash up.
yes!
Do I dare to call for help?
Zhichun felt relaxed and fell asleep immediately.
When I woke up again, there were two cakes and a bowl of soup on the table.
After eating the cake and drinking half a bowl of soup, Zhichun opened the window and the noise from outside rushed in.
The scene that was once so familiar seems strange now.
I don't know how long it took, but someone knocked on the door outside.
The door opened and it was the old thief.
He came in with a bag on his back and said, "Follow me to the outside of the city tomorrow. Remember, you are my wife and my helper."
"Help with what?"
"Look at Feng Shui."
The next day, the old thief took Zhichun out.
After leaving the journey, there were two men waiting.
Zhichun knew at a glance that he was a servant of a powerful person.
"I've met Mr. Jia."
The two servants were very polite.
"This is Clumsy Jing." The old thief pointed at Zhichun, "Without her here, I wouldn't be able to tap the acupuncture points accurately."
Immediately, the group of people headed outside the city.
When we arrived outside the city, an official was waiting, followed by several servants.
"I've met Wang Sima."
The old thief salutes.
Wang Sima, isn't he the Tanzhou Sima Wang Yan?
Know spring and be blessed.
"Where is the woman?"
Wang Yan frowned.
The old thief said: "Wang Sima, the master who taught me Feng Shui, is my husband. Zhuo Jing is good at acupoints."
"oh!"
Immediately, the group of people went to the left.
The old thief took out a small compass and looked around.
At the bottom of the mountain, the old thief first positioned himself, then pointed to the right, "This way."
It was noon and the old thief said: "Wang Sima, please look ahead."
Wang Yan looked up.
"The mountain in front of you looks like a child kneeling on the left, and like a giant snake swallowing the sky on the right... This is a rare Feng Shui treasure land. I dare to say that if the deceased of your mansion is buried here, they will definitely have hair in five years!"
Wang Yan's eyes shone, "Great place!"
The more he looked, the more he was like, "Let's go!"
In front is a pine forest, with the wind blowing and waves of pine trees rising.
Wang Yan praised: "What a place."
The old thief smiled and said: "If I discovered this place alone, I would definitely keep it."
"Keep it to yourself?" Wang Yan asked.
The old thief shook his head, "We will reveal the secret, and after our death we only hope that it will not bring harm to our children and grandchildren."
"That's it!" Wang Yan's expression softened.
"Madam!" the old thief turned around.
"ah!"
"Go to the acupuncture point!"
"good!"
According to the old thief's arrangement, Zhichun stepped forward, modified the dance he had learned back then, and danced in front of him.
"This is..." Wang Yan asked.
"This is a prayer to heaven, lest it hits the mark... You know, the better the tomb, the more taboo it will be. If God blames it, hey!"
When Zhichun, who was dancing, heard this, his feet almost gave out.
Don't be afraid!
He is pretending to be a ghost.
But who is this old ghost?
He seemed to have nothing to do, but he found Wang Yan. Not everyone has this ability.
Is he really a Feng Shui expert?
But why should Mr. Feng Shui be afraid of the Tanzhou Army?
Why disguise the road guide?
These questions flashed through Zhichun's mind.
But dedication is a habit that goes deep into her bones, and her dance is still beautiful.
"This land is great!" The old thief praised it, and then said worriedly: "I just don't know when the other side will attack."
Wang Yan said calmly: "Yang Gou wants to go to Tao County, so he will definitely come over."
It turns out that He Lianrong also made this judgment!
The old thief knows it well.
But how will Helianrong respond?
Is it tit-for-tat, or...
The old thief pointed to the mountain, "No matter how good the feng shui is, we are still afraid of war."
Wang Yan put his hands behind his hands and looked at Zhichun's dance. He suddenly felt... something familiar, but he felt that he had thought wrongly, "In troubled times, people are not as good as dogs."
"Goodbye, Wang Sima."
Wang Yan said: "Chenzhou's soldiers don't have many horses. How can they still break Tanzhou City? Don't worry!"
"Yes!" The old thief said with a smile: "Tanzhou City is not small. If we hold on to it, who in the world can break it?"
Is it persistence?
The old thief pretended to be casual and looked ahead.
Wang Yan nodded.
That’s it!
The old thief felt happy.
Wang Yan coughed dryly, "I'm afraid Yang Gou is going to take action. When will you be able to make a decision?"
"Three days."
"Okay, if you can settle it, I will reward you generously!"
Wang Yan was very satisfied, "Where do you and your wife live? Otherwise, go to my house."
I am looking for a free Feng Shui consultant.
The old thief said with a smile: "Several nobles have agreed with me that we will finish here with Wang Sima. I have to go elsewhere."
"What a pity!"
Wang Yan stopped talking.
On the third day, the old thief and Zhichun pretended to decide the location of the tomb.
Later, Wang Yan sent his steward to give him two ingots of silver.
“Atmospheric! Open and bright!”
The old thief praised.
"Wang Sima said, I will ask Mr. Jia to come again later," the steward said.
"Why?" the old thief asked.
The steward said: "Lang Jun's grandfather was not buried well at first, so he wanted to change the place."
"Easy to say."
The old thief handed the money to Zhichun and said, "I'll come back later."
"Lang Jun sent someone to follow you and your wife."
"This is..." The old thief was puzzled.
The steward smiled reservedly and said, "Tanzhou is not a small place, and I am afraid that you two will get lost."
Good guy!
Zhichun's heart tightened.
"Easy to say!" The old thief asked happily: "Maybe I can use it?"
The steward nodded, "That's easy to say!"
So, a servant followed behind the two of them.
"Who are you anyway?"
During the journey, Zhichun asked in a low voice.
"I'm just a Feng Shui guru."
Zhichun sneered, "When I was in Ningxing, I saw those guests using tricks and tactics, but none of them were as natural as you."
"What are you talking about?"
"What happens to the guest's tomb in the future has nothing to do with you, but you revealed He Lianrong's plan to deal with Yang Gou in just a few words. Who are you?"
This woman is not stupid!
So smart!
The old thief smiled and said, "I'm leaving."
"Follow that person, where do you want to go?"
The old thief shouldered the burden and said, "You can take care of yourself."
He turned and left the room.
"Hey! Where is Mr. Jia going?"
The old thief's right hand became a claw and was hidden in the cuff, and he smiled and said: "I have to go to another guest's house to have a look."
"That's it, I'll go too!"
"Easy to say!"
Just as the old thief was about to take action, there were footsteps behind him.
He looked back.
"Husband, wait for me!"
Zhichun also came out carrying a small baggage.
Then, let this person live a little longer!
The three of them left the city on their reverse journey.
"Where to go?"
the servant asked.
"Not far!"
The old thief pointed forward, "The noble man is waiting in front."
A while passed again.
"How come...there's no one here yet!"
"yes!"
"Who is the noble person you are talking about?" The servant turned around, held the handle of the knife, and said vigilantly: "Mr. Lang said that you are a cunning person, let me keep an eye on you. If you dare to escape, you are cheating money, let me
Kill you!"
"careful!"
Zhichun exclaimed.
The old thief's figure flashed.
It was so fast that Zhichun was dizzy.
Then a claw.
The servant knelt down, and the old thief bent his elbow and hit him hard on the back of the neck.
There was a click.
The servant fell.
This series of movements was as fast as lightning, Zhichun was stunned.
The old thief took out a small shovel and started digging a hole.
They dug a hole and threw the servant into it and buried it.
"I'm leaving!"
The old thief got on his horse and glanced at Zhichun.
This woman has some meaning, what a pity!
He rode away.
"Why!"
The old thief turns around.
"Hey! Where are you going?"
Zhichun shouted.
The old thief said: "To the south."
"Can you bring more people with you?"
The old thief was startled.
"Yes!"
Zhichun rode over.
"But what are you doing there?" asked the old thief.
Zhichun asked back, "Is your family still short of people?"