So they won't give up hope yet. As long as the time has passed, they will not leave early."
The mirror reminded him: "You are assuming that Mr. Mai has not been angry with the people behind the scenes. What if they have already contacted him?"
"There's no harm in giving it a try. At most it's just a waste of work. Even if it's just a wink to a blind man, what's the big deal?" Who can't afford the cost of trial and error? It's not his fault anyway, "Besides,
I infer that they have never seen Mr. Mai."
"Why?"
"He doesn't even live here, but all the clues obtained from him point directly to Bai Shaqiang. Isn't this interesting?"
The soul-capturing mirror wondered: "Don't he live in Baishaqiang? Didn't the old man guarding his gate in Shuanglu Town say that he always passes by Baishaqiang?"
"If he lived here for a long time, why didn't he buy a homestead?" He Lingchuan said softly, "He only lived in inns in Baishaqiang, and he stayed in several hotels. There are records in Zhongsun Mou."
"So Bai Shaqian is not his residence, but the long-term residence of the people behind the scenes."
Jing Jing felt puzzled: "Wait a minute, you said it was Mr. Mai who led us here?"
"Otherwise?" He Lingchuan has been suspicious since he received the "Record of Worshiping the Gods". The recent series of events have deepened his speculation. "He has led all the clues here, why bother to destroy it first?"
He paused, "Besides, we can verify it now."
The mirror was puzzled: "What are you going to do?"
He Lingchuan put down the work in his hands and stood up: "It's time to finish the work."
...
The next moment has arrived.
The occupancy rate of Chaohu Teahouse is only 20%:
The blind date bureau, which was not high-end enough, had ended, and both parties seemed to have parted on bad terms, each paying for the tea and leaving.
There are only two tables left.
At this time, a man in white came up from downstairs. At the same time, his steps slowed down and his eyes scanned around the tower, as if he was looking for someone.
On the fourth floor, there are only seven tea guests and tourists, so you can see them all at a glance.
He looks at people, and others look at him.
But like other tourists, he did not sit down. He just walked to the corridor at the edge of the pagoda and walked around, as if he was watching the scenery.
He is wearing Yanghu white clothes. He is very tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. He wears a curtain hat on his head. The shape of this thing is basically a hat as wide as a bamboo hat with a wire mesh hanging around it to block the wind and sun.
With white sand and thick water, there are many mosquitoes on the shore. It is not uncommon for fishermen and travelers to often wear such hats.
But the mesh of this curtain hat is very dense, which basically blocks the face, leaving only a little outline.
The man walked around, then went to the tea table and picked up two bags of dried sweet potatoes, weighed them, took out a small piece of broken silver from his waist, and threw them to the waiter.
When doing these actions, the ruby ring finger on the man in white's right hand was exposed.
"I'll give you change."
At this time, the two tea guests had finished talking and were about to stand up when the waiter suddenly dropped a few pennies on the ground. He squatted on the ground to pick them up and inadvertently glanced up from below.
This action was subconscious, but after he looked back, he seemed to think of something, and looked up again. His eyes were straight, and he even forgot to get up.
Naturally, the man in white would not ignore his action.
He stepped back, turned his head and glanced at the tea room, and suddenly turned around and went downstairs.
The waiter quickly got up and called him: "Hey, sir, I'm looking for your money!"
The man in white ignored him and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The old man came over to pay and asked the waiter: "What's wrong with you?"
"He, his face... the man in white has disappeared at the top of the stairs. The guy is still looking there, "It looks familiar. I think I've seen it somewhere?"
While he was talking, two craftsmen from the repair team came over and asked him for a cup of tea.
After the man in white went downstairs, he stood at the entrance of Chaohu Tower and looked around.
Several officials happened to be passing by, so he lowered his head, stretched out his hand to press the curtain hat, then blended into the crowd on the street and walked quickly eastward.
There are several rows of low houses surrounding the Chaohu Tower, including private residences and shops, making it stand out from the crowd.
Just a dozen breaths after the man in white left the pagoda, three people came out of the short house opposite the Chaohu Tower. They were all dressed as civilians, walking in a leisurely and slow pace, and they also headed east.
But the man in white walked faster and faster, and slipped into the carriage row at the corner of the street.
In the blink of an eye, before the three people behind him could catch up, the man in white had already led a chestnut horse out.
Apparently he had deposited it before.
These carriage houses not only provide rental services, but also store and manage vehicles, which is very convenient.
Chaohu Tower is located in the suburbs, and there are no traffic restrictions on the road. The man in white got on his horse and started running, pulling the three people who were following him farther and farther away.
This guy was quite vigilant. As soon as something unusual happened in the tower, he planned to leave Bai Shaqian directly and never stay.
His behavior obviously exceeded others' expectations.
The three people didn't know what happened to him in the tower, but they all accepted the mission, so they had to temporarily turn into the carriage and horse shop to buy horses, and then hurriedly caught up with him.
They originally wanted to rent three horses, but renting a carriage and horses requires paying a deposit first and then registering, which is cumbersome and time-consuming. The three people couldn't, and they didn't rent them anymore, so they just threw their money into buying them.
That's easy.
However, one of them did not bring enough money, so he borrowed money from his companions to buy the horses.
With such a delay, a lot of time has passed.
Fortunately, the men in white didn't run wildly. They got on their horses and chased, and the distance was gradually reduced.
There is also a magpie in the sky that keeps chasing the man in white and lands on the treetops and roofs from time to time.
Seeing that the distance between the two sides was less than ten feet, the three of them were about to speed up, when more than a dozen riders suddenly jumped out of the woods on the edge, all dressed as soldiers. The leader pointed at the figure of the man in white and shouted: "We found him, it's him!"
There was a chaotic sound of horse hooves behind, and the man in white turned his head on the horse to take a look, and without saying a word, he whipped his horse to drive it!
"Don't run, or you'll be shot to death!" the pursuers shouted.
The man in white escaped faster.
There is a sorghum field beside the road, which is growing beautifully and turns into an endless green gauze tent during this season.
The man in white simply jumped in on horseback.
Baishat is rich in sorghum wine, and this crop is widely planted in the countryside. Its plant height is one to one and a half feet (3-5 meters). The men in white rushed in with their horses and men. As long as they lowered their heads, the pursuers behind them would be beaten.
It's hard to see him, I can only identify him by listening to his voice.
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The three of them deliberately fell a few positions behind their pursuers and arrived two steps too late.
Of course, more than a dozen pursuers also entered the sorghum field and disappeared in the green gauze tent in an instant. The only sound was the sound of people and the roar of horses.
The three people stopped in front of the sorghum field and looked at each other.
To pursue or not to pursue?
The superiors asked them to keep a close eye on them, and it would be best if they could bring the person back. If they can't bring him back, then...
The leader thought for a while and said decisively: "Chase!"
The pursuers may lose their way, but they won't, because the magpie demon has been leading the way. With eyes from the sky, this maze-like green gauze curtain can actually help them find their target and intercept the pursuers.
One of them turned his horse's head and went back to report first; the other two looked at the black and white figure of the magpie flying in the air and pursued it straight into the sorghum field.
After running more than twenty feet, a mountain of meat suddenly appeared in front of him.
The two men reined in their horses urgently, but one of them still couldn't stop.
There was a bang, and the people fell onto their backs.
The Roshan turned around, his face full of confusion and panic.
It turned out that it was a wild cow hiding in the green gauze tent and eating secretly. It thought that the tall sorghum stalks could hide its whereabouts. Unexpectedly, two blind men rushed in from outside and bumped into its buttocks.
The bull thought he had been caught and was frightened first, so he kicked his hoof and ran away with a rumble.
It went all the way like a bulldozer, flattening large tracts of sorghum.
Countless birds suddenly flew down from the sky, vying for food and landing on the ground
of sorghum.
"Damn it!" the two cursed.
There were too many birds, chirping and flying little bodies everywhere, and they couldn't see clearly where the magpie was at once.
We can only pursue it in the original direction.
After running for more than ten feet in this way, the birds in the field suddenly started to frighten again, and the sound of flapping their wings was particularly loud.
A goshawk swooped down and pinned down a certain unlucky guy in the field.
There was chaos all around, with the sound of wind, human voices, horses hooting, and birds chirping, making it even harder for the two of them to identify their position.
The sorghum pole on the left suddenly rustled, which was different from the sound of the wind, and then a burnt-brown figure jumped out, as fast as lightning.
The horses neighed and the people stood up.
But the knight on its back has been knocked down.
It was only then that the deafening roar exploded in human ears.
In the green gauze tent, there is actually a tiger squatting!
As soon as the tiger demon appears, it bites the prey's shoulder and holds on to it. Its huge claws press the collarbone, and the tiger's head twists slightly.
With just a crisp "click" sound, the man's shoulder joint was dislocated.
This scene happened so fast, it took less than a breath and a half from the tiger's attack to its success.
Before the person who was knocked down could recover, he lost the ability to fight back and saw a bloody mouth right in front of him, with sharp teeth shining coldly.
He was so frightened that he screamed loudly.
Another knight raised his knife and slashed at the tiger's back. Unexpectedly, the tiger seemed to have eyes on its back. It rolled over and dodged without losing a hair. On the contrary, half of the prey it bit was forcibly removed.
He screamed in pain like a slaughtered pig.
When the knight took a look, he realized that he was being ambushed. He didn't care about rescuing his companions, so he turned his horse back and fled.
But he saw people and horses approaching from all directions, surrounding him.
The man in white they were chasing was standing at the front. He took off his curtain hat to use as a fan and fanned himself twice: "Why don't you dismount and surrender? Do you want to lose an arm or a broken leg?"
This person is, of course, Mr. He.
Trapped in a tight siege, the tiger's muffled roar came from behind again. This man's eyes were wandering, and he obviously had other ideas.
He Lingchuan immediately said: "Don't think wrongly, your companions will confess, and your death will be in vain!"
The moans of pain from my companion continued, but he was still very energetic and did not seem to be on the verge of death.
The man finally gave up, jumped off his horse and raised his hands: "I surrender, don't kill me!"
The soldiers swarmed up and tied the two men like rice dumplings.
He Lingchuan then stepped forward and asked, "Whose subordinates are you?"