"Horses and heroes complement each other." He Lingchuan cupped his fists at him and said, "General, be careful on the road."
The two said goodbye, and General Chongwu took his men and set off eastward with the lost tribute.
After his team disappeared around the corner, He Lingchuan returned to his seat and saw Dong Rui slowly sitting down and ordering a large bowl of salty wheat paste.
He almost vomited it out after taking only one bite: "I'll go, this thing is as sticky as snot!"
He Lingchuan had just finished the last half of the bowl: "If you can speak, just speak more."
"He's leaving now?" Dong Rui pointed in the direction where General Chongwu disappeared, "I thought he would catch you and ask questions endlessly."
"Why do you ask me? What does the theft of the tribute gift have to do with me?" He Lingchuan raised his hand and asked the waiter for a bowl of braised beef noodles, but with more spicy food. "I ate too much wine and Lao Shibajiao slept here. He suspected No one should doubt me."
"But you're right, General Chongwu left so quickly." While waiting, He Lingchuan took two sips of tea to rinse his mouth. "Either he wanted to fight back, or there was something really wrong with the troops in the inn. He doesn't want to get involved."
In his opinion, the second possibility is greater.
General Chongwu has already recovered his lost tribute gift and is in a hurry. It's not worth spending too much time here.
In the nearly 200 years since Yaoguo was founded, there have been many secrets and strange things in the upper class circles, and "outsiders" like General Chongwu may have felt better not to get involved.
In any case, He Lingchuan passed this level.
General Chongwu never expected that the person behind the scenes would steal his tribute, but the target would be Xue Zongwu who was dozens of miles away!
If you guess the motive wrong, everything else will be wrong.
While they were talking, Wang Fubao also came out. He said hello to his immediate superior and then slipped out of the inn to buy breakfast. He couldn't swallow the salty wheat paste in this inn.
Dong Rui looked at him and suddenly remembered something:
"By the way, why don't you just let him throw away the things casually, but why do you have to bring them specially to give away?"
In a large audience, he could only ask vague questions, but He Lingchuan understood.
General Chongwu suddenly appeared last night and hindered He Lingchuan's actions, so Wang Fubao robbed his tribute and sent it specially to a deserted village to frame two thieves.
Wang Fubao was hiding and escaping, and Dong Rui acted as a driver to pick him up. He knew that the process was not easy, and he was almost arrested several times.
Why is it so thankless? Just throw the tribute into the wasteland or the big lake and be done with it?
Beef noodles are here.
He Lingchuan sucked a stick of noodles without raising his head: "That's just a backup plan, just in case of trouble. You'll know it when you use it."
He didn't talk much, and Dong Rui didn't ask too many questions. Anyway, He Lingchuan rarely did useless work.
The two of them had just finished eating, and Fan Shuang also got up. He looked like he was suffering from a hangover, and he was still a little unsteady when he walked.
"Brother Fan, come and have dinner!" He Lingchuan said with a smile on his face, "General Chongwu has already set off. By the way, I heard that there are immortal ruins in the western suburbs of Zhuo'er. I want to go there today. Let's set off on our journey tomorrow."
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Yuxian County, Tongli Soup House.
This soup house is not that soup house, it is not a restaurant specializing in noodle soup, but a hot spring inn.
Yuxian County is a famous hot spring town. It is said that you can dig out a hot spring by digging three feet into the ground with a pickaxe.
The Weng brothers have spent a whole day soaking in Tongli Hot Spring Restaurant.
The private soup courtyard they rented was more than five times more expensive than the small inn they had stayed in before, but it had a beautiful environment and private conversations. Of course, it also provided fine wine, food, noodles and soup.
The two of them had just accomplished something big and had narrowly escaped death, so they both wanted to enjoy it.
After drinking for half the night and playing cowboys for half the night, the two of them lay in the steaming courtyard and fell asleep.
After sleeping, it was noon.
As if there was a mosquito buzzing in his ear, Weng Xing smacked his lips a few times and subconsciously gave himself a slap.
Bang, wake up.
He opened his eyes drowsily and did not see the mosquito blood on his palm, but there was indeed something dark in front of him.
As his eyes slowly focused, he saw clearly that it was a person.
A man wearing a black armor and a dragon-headed mask, sitting on a big rock beside a hot spring.
Weng Xing thought he was dazzled and rubbed his eyes. Yes, it was him!
"Emperor Jiuyou!" Weng Xing jumped up, and his sleepiness was driven out of the Nine Heavens with a whip, "You, you... why are you here?"
The man in black armor raised his finger and hissed softly.
This silly boy has a really loud voice. If he hadn't set up a soundproof barrier in advance, this scream could be heard in several nearby courtyards.
"Oh!" Weng Xing shrank his neck and lowered his voice, "Be secretive! Why are you here?"
Weng Su also woke up and sat up slowly: "What's going on? What's the ghost's name...it's you!"
He jumped up and got up.
In the past, life and death were at stake in Xiaotaoshan Villa, and the three of them fought side by side. Now in this quiet courtyard, the Weng brothers were extremely cautious when facing Emperor Jiuyou, and they didn't know where to put their hands.
This is Emperor Jiuyou!
They had talked about the Nine Nether Emperor countless times throughout the day.
Weng Xing was still thinking about when they would meet again. But they showed up today, catching them off guard.
They were a little embarrassed to face this person after they were out of danger.
What's the point of shamelessly using someone else's name to seek revenge, only to be saved by the real owner?
Alas, that's it for now, let's get dressed first.
The two of them drank wine, ate meat and soaked in hot water before, with their bellies and backs exposed, which was extremely indecent.
"You two are quite kind to yourselves." He Lingchuan looked around and saw that the environment was good. "Did you let anything slip while you were drinking?"
"No, no." Weng Su closed his shirt and tightened his belt, "Let's set up a barrier first and then enjoy the wine to prevent outsiders from hearing our nonsense."
They are people in the world, and they know very well that walls have ears, so they will not commit such negligence.
They could only enjoy the important matter of killing Xue Shouwu behind closed doors and not tell a word about it.
He originally wanted to find two girls to come over and rub shoulders and backs, but his brother was injured and inconvenienced, so he had to give up, which would save him the risk of spilling the beans.
"name?"
"Ah?" There was no beginning or end to the sentence, and Weng Su was stunned for a moment before he realized what he said, "My name is Weng Su, and my brother's name is Weng Xing."
They didn't think much about why Emperor Jiuyou could find them.
Anyway, people have great magical powers.
The man in black armor had a good time: "You assassinated Xue Zongwu, why did you take my name?"
The wingsuits he gave them were painted with tracking bee eggs, so they could be tracked within hundreds of miles.
The two brothers looked at each other and said, "We are here to eliminate violence and make peace. Besides, your reputation is big enough and scary enough."
If you want to take action, you must use a false name.
"Why do you want to kill Xue Zongwu?" He Lingchuan certainly knew that Xue Zongwu had enemies all over the world, but hate comes from hatred. How many people would really dare to take action? It is remarkable that these two brothers can take action. "What kind of hatred does he have with you?"
"He killed our brother Tu Yuanhong."
"Your brothers?" He Lingchuan looked them up and down, "Do you have different surnames?"
Tu Yuanhong?
The mirror in my arms called over: "Hey, hey, it can't be that Tu Yuanhong, right? It can't be such a coincidence, right?"
Lingshan originally arranged an informant for He Lingchuan, who was well versed in Yao's domestic affairs and knew all the grievances and entanglements in the capital. Unfortunately, he was killed by Xue Zongwu before He Lingchuan could find him.
This informant is Tu Yuanhong.
"We are sworn brothers with different surnames." Weng Su said sternly, "Brother Tu has been so kind to us. Xue Gouzhi killed him. Of course we must avenge Brother Tu!"
He Lingchuan confirmed: "Tonglin Villa?"
"Yes! Brother Tu is the owner of Tonglin Villa. He saved our lives ten years ago. Eight years ago, we two brothers were out of town and my mother was killed. It was Brother Tu who buried my mother generously and traced clues to the murderer.
, try our best. We are grateful for his kindness, so we worship him."
They poured beans through bamboo tubes and talked about the past.
To be continued...