This Northern Song Dynasty is a bit weird

Chapter 4

The leading middle-aged man is Mo Wen, who was once the only son of the Mo family.

Now he took over his father's class and became the owner of the Mo family business. After all, his father was old and it was no longer suitable for him to travel far and wide.

"Anyone can live in the Yang Family Temple, as long as they don't destroy the things inside." Mo Wen shouted: "Although we can't make it to the city in time, we also have a place to rest, and we won't be infested by beasts and snakes. When we get there. , everyone feed the mules and horses, organize the goods, and then you can rest."

Hearing this, the morale of the entire caravan immediately rose a lot.

When you go out, it is the happiest thing to have a safe and comfortable place to shelter from the wind and rain.

Soon the caravan came to the front door of the Yang Family Temple.

Through the door, you can see bright light coming from inside.

"What a bright light." Mo Wen was a little puzzled: "My dear, how many people live in there with torches? But why are there no carriages and horses around, are they all pulled into the ancestral hall? If so, Then it would be disrespectful to the ancestors of the Yang family."

"Then are we going in or not?" A man with a knife came over and asked.

"Go in and have a look first, let Xiao Liuzi and the others follow with the guys who are eating." Mo Wen whispered.

The man with the knife made a gesture to the side, and immediately seven men with knives and guns followed, each with a torch in his hand.

"Come in, and cheer up."

Several people nodded, and then followed Mo Wen to the Yang Family Ancestral Hall.

When going out, it is better to be cautious.

After passing through the three alleys and coming to the front of Xiangtang, they found that the situation was a little strange, but it was not the dangerous strangeness they imagined.

Xiangtang is very bright here, and a bunch of torches are hung on the wall on the right.

It wasn't as crowded as they had imagined before, but it was quite empty, only in the right corner, there were two people sitting on the wooden bed and eating.

And they were sitting around the wooden bed, surrounded by a square wooden fence.

Mo Wen looked at the two carefully.

One is a servant wearing a bunt, with a thin body and dark skin, obviously without any strength.

The other is a short-haired boy in normal clothes. Although the short hair is a bit strange, the other party has fine skin and tender flesh, and the knuckles are cleaner and more beautiful than the girls in the cardamom age. Obviously, they are not people who practice martial arts.

So he quickly concluded that the two men were not threatening, and they were probably tourists who missed the time to enter the city.

He immediately clasped his fists and said, "Two friends, we also plan to spend the night here, there are a lot of people, please forgive me for disturbing you."

Lu Sen got up from the bed, clasped his fists and smiled: "Where, we're here for a while, everyone, please."

At this time, Lu Sen had already changed the modern shirt to the white uniform he bought before.

Coupled with his appearance, no matter how you look at it, he is a handsome young boy, but it is a pity that he has short hair, which makes him look a little weird.

Otherwise, I can definitely afford to say 'Pan An is alive'.

Then the two stopped talking and went their separate ways.When you are away from home, it is impossible to chat enthusiastically when you see someone.

There is a saying called 'to be diligent without anything, if not a traitor or a thief', which is the situation in front of us.

After saying hello, after Mo Wen made sure that the other party was not a threat, he asked his men to greet the people outside to come in and rest.

Soon thirty or so people walked in, bringing in a lot of torches.

It makes Xiangtang brighter, and it also brings more strange smells.

Sour, sour, spicy, mixed together, the taste is quite punchy.

Although the Xiangtang is large, more than [-] people pouring in full of strange smells will still make the air turbid.

After all, it is a dusty caravan, and it is normal to not take a bath for ten days.

Lu Sen and Hei Zhu lived on the right side of Xiangtang, so these people naturally crowded on the left.

Arranging a few people to surround the convoy and the goods outside, Mo Wen sat down, stretched, and then took the dry food handed over by others.

Due to the hot weather, the dry food seems to have had a slightly rancid taste.

But it doesn't matter, you can still eat, and this is already the capital of Bian, you can enter the city tomorrow, sell the goods, and eat delicious and spicy food.

Just be patient.

Mo Wen was eating bad food, smelling the body odor exuding from his companions, and his expression was a little sad.

He used to be considered a fine food, although he has been leading the caravan for nearly seven years, he can get used to the hard work, but he can't get used to the smell.

His nose is smart.

He sniffed in annoyance, he thought to himself, he is a rough man now, and he still suffers from the stench. The young man across from him, who looks like a son of an aristocratic family, is eating and smelling the smell, he probably can't stand it anymore. Well, I have to say something, make amends, and not let the other party hate them too much.

However, when he turned his head, he found two people on the opposite side, holding a big white steamed bun, eating deliciously.

Especially the boy who looked like a servant, he simply tasted the steamed buns as a peerless delicacy.

The boy's expression was flat, and he didn't seem to smell the odor.

Hmm... Could it be that the stench of your own group of people can't be spread over there?
In addition to doubts, Mo Wen continued to endure the nausea and nibbled at the yellow, somewhat rancid dry food.

At this time, a subordinate came over and said in a low voice, "The young man across from him doesn't know that the world is dangerous, so he went out with a useless servant. Even if he is not a woman, he is only a thin-skinned and tender-looking man. The appearance is worth more than a woman, and it is also a loss that we met us, and if it was replaced by other caravans, it is estimated that it would be the most valuable item."

In this day and age, the line between caravans and robbers is blurred, especially in the wilderness.

The Mo family caravan is a rare one who doesn't do evil things outside.

Mo Wen shook his eyebrows: "That shows that this young man has a profound blessing."

The subordinate shrugged: "That's true."

After eating the dry food, Mo Wen went outside to check the goods and the rotation situation, put the water in by the way, and then returned to Xiangtang.

He saw that the young man had fallen asleep on the simple wooden bed at this time, and he seemed to be sound asleep, and he shook his head helplessly.

'I have no vigilance, and I can't bear the hardship. I'm in the wild, and I'm still trying to find a bed to sleep in. '

He was just a little strange, where did this young man find the wooden bed.

If you are a tourist, naturally you will not be able to make a bed, even if it is a simple wooden bed, it cannot be made in one or two sticks of incense.

At least half a day.

Is it bad to go directly to the city at that time?

So this bed was naturally found... Could it be that someone from Tianbo Yang Mansion put it here beforehand?

Also a possibility.

After all, Tianbo Yang Mansion is a well-known family.

Just thinking that Tianbo Yang Mansion is now a big family, but can only rely on three women and an underage young son to support the facade, Mo Wen felt a little emotional.

The whole family is loyal and fierce, but it is so down and out, it is really unreasonable.

With a gloomy sigh, he returned to the crowd, and whispered, "When you are on duty later, you must ensure that at least five torches are lit."

There is light at night, and it is not easy to be infested by wild animals, and it is also not easy to be attacked by gangsters.

After giving the order, Mo Wen lay down and closed his eyes to rest.

It's just at this time that he suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he looked around and couldn't seem to find the reason.

He pondered suspiciously for a while, had no clue, and fell asleep in a daze.

Not knowing how long he slept, he opened his eyes.

People who run business generally don't sleep well at night. After all, they have no sense of security.

After opening his eyes, the man who sat vigil next to him whispered, "Boss, you woke up so soon, won't you sleep much?"

"Enough rest." Mo Wen sat up, looked around and asked, "How many times have our torches been replaced, and how many spares are in the car?"

"It's been replaced three times." The man replied, "There are probably more than 20 more."

"Well, the torches sold by the old Luo family are becoming less and less durable." Mo Wen sat up: "It used to be able to burn for at least an hour, but now it is estimated that..."

When Mo Wen said this, his line of sight happened to see the torches hanging on the opposite wall.

Then his pupils shrank suddenly.

The torches on the opposite side were bright, emitting a light that made people feel warm all over their bodies.

But in the eyes of Mo Wen at this time, that thing is no different from a ghost.

He grabbed the wrist of the man next to him with his right hand, lowered his voice, but asked nervously, "Tell me, how many hours have passed since I fell asleep?"

"It's almost three hours." The man said with some confusion.

"Have the torches on the opposite side been changed?"

"No, it's amazing, it can burn for more than two hours..." The man also felt that something was wrong at this time: "This, this... What is this?"

Morwen felt a little creepy.

Before they came, the torches had been hung there on the opposite side, that is to say, the time that the torches burned far exceeded three hours.

What torches have been burning for so long?

Not even a windproof oil lamp!
And that young man is really weird, he is obviously prettier than the little girls, how could he appear in the ancestral hall outside the city, he looks like a man in brocade clothes and jade food.

and many more!Ancestral hall.

He turned his head to look at the Yang's spiritual cards with black characters on a red background hanging on the Xiangtang spiritual seat, and his scalp was numb.

Then he looked at the opposite side, and at this time he found a new abnormality.

Their caravan brought in several bundles of torches, and they were always changing.

When these torches burn, there will be green smoke, and after a few hours, there is already a slight smoke phenomenon in the Xiangtang.

But on the opposite side, where the young man slept, the thin smoke was blocked, forming a square-shaped smoke-free space column.

Because the smoke is still thin, you have to look carefully to find it.

Seeing this scene again, Mo Wen even stood up with the chills on his body.

A panic rushed in his heart, and he couldn't help grabbing the knife beside him.

He was sitting now, and when he grabbed the knife so hard, the scabbard bumped on the ground.

Pole!
Although the sound is not loud, it is very obvious in this hall.

Everyone in the caravan traveled north and south, and all of them were very vigilant.

Hearing the sound of the scabbard hitting the ground immediately awakened them all who were half asleep.

They jumped up one by one, those with weapons pulled out their scabbards directly, and those without weapons tried their best to stay close to their companions, looking around vigilantly.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was rather silent.

At this time, Lu Sen was still sleeping, soundly asleep.

But Hei Zhu was awakened. He is a beggar after all, and he is also the kind of person who has a very low sense of security and sleeps very lightly.

Hearing the sound of swords, he immediately jumped off the bed and looked at the group of men with swords and guns on the opposite side in horror.

The other party is trying to rob and kill?
Hei Zhu wanted to push Lu Sen up for the first time.

But at this moment, Mo Wen spoke first: "This friend, please, please don't wake up your family, please."

Mo Wen is very scared now, and his voice is shaking.

He is also someone who has heard a lot of ghosts and strange things, and he knows very well that little ghosts are just difficult to deal with, and those who really kill people are big ghosts.

Never let the kid's master wake up.

"I'm sorry to stray into the land of your main house, we'll go now, let's go now."

Mo Wen stretched out his hand and made a blocking action.At the same time, he also half bent, made a humble gesture, and then slowly stepped back.

Those caravan members who were awakened did not understand what happened.

However, their long-term business experience made them completely silent, obeying the arrangement of the head of the family, and slowly backed away.

Seeing that the other party was so scared, Hei Zhu calmed down instead.

But he didn't speak, just looked at each other quietly.

Mo Wen kept backing, staring at Hei Zhu and Lu Sen, until after exiting the Yang Family Temple, he immediately asked everyone to pack up everything quickly, took mules and horses, and walked down the mountain almost in a hurry.

As he walked, he turned his head to see if there was anything rushing out from the Yang Family Ancestral Hall.

It was not until he came to the gate of Bianjing City that Mo Wen felt a lot more at ease, and couldn't help but pat his chest to calm down.

At the foot of the emperor, the ghosts should not dare to chase after him.

Heizhu didn't understand what the other party was afraid of, but after yawning, he continued to sleep.

Lu Sen was still asleep.

But when he woke up, it was almost noon.

There is no way, as a house man, his biological clock habits are like this.

He stretched his back, and then found that the caravan was gone. He couldn't help shaking his head and said, "It's not easy to make money at any time.

At this time, Heizhu came in from the outside, and he filled a large wooden basin with a broken half of the water and brought it to Lu Sen.

"Lang Jun, please wash up."

"Where did you get the water?" Lu Sen tried it with his hands, and it was a little cold.

"On the west side of the mountain, there is a mountain spring flowing down."

"Oh, take me to see later, if the water flow is sufficient, we can build our home there." Lu Sen got up and put the two beds and the wooden fence into the system backpack: "But let's have breakfast first. .There's a lot of work to be done."

"Hey, Langjun, the torch is gone." Hei Zhu pointed at the wall and said, "Did someone follow along?"

Lu Sen turned his head to look for a while, and saw a pile of wood slag under the wall with the torches hanging.

"Oh, it's time."

Lu Sen understood at this time, five o'clock durability means five hours, ten hours.

After the two had eaten the steamed buns, they went to the place where the mountain spring flowed.

Just looking at this moment, Lu Sen fell in love.

The mountain spring murmurs, and the wind forest whispers like a flute.

The field of vision is extremely wide, and you can see the entire huge Bianjing city at a glance.

"It's settled, we'll build our home here in the future." Lu Sen opened his system backpack and looked at the amount of materials inside: "The wood and coal are estimated to last for a long time. Heizhu, do you know where it is? Is there a stone field, or a place with a lot of stones?"

(End of this chapter)