Fox Road Travel Notes

After a while, Kou'er came out from the back of the house holding half a winter melon in each hand.

She walked quietly to the shed three or four steps away from Mr. Xi and Ma Xiucai.

Ma Xiucai's eyes had been glued to her since she first came out, and he secretly glanced at Mr. Xi.

Mr. Xi turned his head. Just now, Kuo'er had his back to him and wasn't really looking at her. Now he looked at her, oh, what a pretty girl!

Although her figure has not yet blossomed, in two years she will definitely be a shy little beauty.

The two of them winked, and saw Kuan'er squatting on the ground, putting the winter melon down, stretching out his white hands, picking up the soil on the ground and stuffing it inside.

Just stuff it and stuff it like this until half of the winter melon is filled.

Mr. Xi and Ma Xiucai just watched her doing these inexplicable things, not knowing what she was going to do.

Seeing that it was full, Kuan'er pressed the soil in the winter melon and smoothed it out with his palms. He tilted his head and looked at it, as if he was very satisfied.

Then he clapped his hands, puffed his lips and blew, put the two halves of the winter melon together, picked him up again, and walked towards the back of the house.

Mr. Xi nudged the horse scholar with his elbow: "Oh, this girl was born well, but is she crazy?"

Ma Xiucai was also confused.

Behind the house, Chen Zican had been waiting on his horse.

Seeing Kuan'er coming over, he quickly asked her to throw the winter melon on the ground and stretched out his hand to pull her onto the horse's back.

With a slight flick of the reins, the big black horse walked forward slowly.

After walking around the tea shed for a hundred or so steps, I could no longer hear the voices on the other side, so I knocked on the horse's belly and made the big black horse run.

The horse went very fast all the way, running for more than ten miles in one breath, and then Chen Zican slowed down.

He lifted up the gauze hanging next to the saddle and stuffed it into the buckle: "Open it and take a look!"

It turned out that just now, while the buckle attracted the attention of Mr. Xi and Ma Xiucai, Chen Zican quietly went around from behind and took the robe beside him.

Kuan'er also hated those two gentle scum, and when he heard that they were going to be punished, he wholeheartedly agreed.

At this time, I was weighing the robe in my arms, which was very heavy.

When he opened his mouth, his mouth immediately opened wide and could not be closed.

What you see is yellow gold ingots, about a dozen of them...

Chen Zican stretched out his head to take a look and smiled slightly: "If you look through it again, there must be something more valuable."

Kou'er reached inside and dug around, and took out a thick roll of paper. When he unfolded it, he found that there were a hundred taels of silver notes, at least a hundred or so!

Kou'er exclaimed, his face turned pale, and his hands were shaking like leaves in the autumn wind.

If he hadn't collapsed in Chen Zican's arms, he would have definitely fallen off his horse.

Chen Zican reached out and stuffed the banknotes back into his bag, and sneered: "Nothing to show for it!"

Kuan'er's body was as soft as noodles: "Master, what should we do? What can we do? We have made a big mistake!"

"Such a lot of silver is definitely enough to behead someone..." As he said this, tears fell down.

Chen Zican laughed: "What are you afraid of? It's just ill-gotten gains."

"We are called robbing the rich to give to the poor and doing justice for heaven. We are like a dragon returning to the sea and a tiger entering the mountains. Where can he find us!"

"Let's give it back, please, young master, we don't dare to ask for this money..."

Kuan'er was still wiping tears.

Chen Zican handed her the handkerchief in his waist: "Why are you crying? Look at your little potential. If you don't have money, you will worry. If you spend money, you will cry. If you have more money, you will be afraid..."

Kuan'er was so anxious that she twisted in his arms: "Young master is different, this money..."

At this moment, a crisp sound of horse hooves sounded in front.

Chen Zican stretched out his hand to cover Bai'er's mouth, lifted his fingers, quickly unbuttoned his waist bag, and pulled out a specially-made two-kick with added ingredients.

Feeling that Kou'er's body gradually became stiff and then trembling slightly, Chen Zican let go of her and patted her shoulder to calm her down.

He took out a bamboo tube fire breaker, opened the cover and blew it gently...

At this time, a rider from the opposite side turned around the mountain col and appeared in sight.

When Chen Zican saw that the other party was a man and a horse, instead of relaxing his vigilance, he became even more alert.

Immediately there was a monk wearing brown robes and a shiny head.

He was lying on the back of the galloping horse, but somehow he used some method to keep his body shape from rising and falling with the horse. He was as stable as if he had built-in optical image stabilization.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, this monk didn't have the calmness and restraint of a monk.

From a long distance away, an unruly and fierce aura emanated from nowhere.

If Chen Zican had practiced martial arts, he would know that this is a riding skill and body technique that can only be achieved by reaching the peak of horse stance.

It will definitely allow him to deliver an undeformed and accurate blow under any circumstances.

Chen Zican's back was covered with sweat.

But with the qualities of a professional liar, his face remained calm and his fingers remained steady.

If the opponent takes action, he has at least three ways to dodge and counterattack.

Seeing the monk's man and horse unite, they ran towards him.

But just as he was passing by the big black horse, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were shining brightly, he glanced at Xiao Ran's luggage and the two-kick in Chen Zican's hand, smiled disdainfully, and flew past.

Chen Zican let out a long breath, looked at the pale Kuan'er, and comforted her, saying, "Okay, okay, it's okay!"

But Kou'er's lips trembled: "Young Master, that must be a robber, what should I do, Master..."

As he spoke, he started crying again.

Chen Zican sighed and thought helplessly, hell, are all robbers so arrogant in this world?

Even this silly little girl, Kou'er, can see that you are a robber. You still come out to scare people in broad daylight. The government must be too incompetent.

This is still Zhili Shuntian Mansion, at the feet of the Emperor!

He patted Guan'er on the back: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the robbers are not here for us."

"I guess Mr. Xi and Ma Xiucai are going to be in trouble."

"Haha, luckily we fished out a lot for him, otherwise, they would all have been fed to the dogs."

Kuan'er rolled her eyes at him: "Don't be a bitch, bitch, now, we ourselves are robbers!"

"Hmph, I think you are more cunning than a robber."

Chen Zican chuckled: "I didn't expect that the gourd baby actually carries so much money!"

"Now, he must have fallen into trouble."

"How about we go back and give this robe to the master robber?"

Kuan'er immediately hugged the bag tightly: "He was robbed by robbers, so the money is no longer his, so I won't pay it back!"

"Hey Master, what is Calabash Baby?"

Chen Zican tapped her head with satisfaction: "Are you enlightened?"

"That's right, everyone can get the ill-gotten wealth and spend it."

"Calabash baby, think about Mr. Xi's head. Does it look like the upper part of a gourd?"

"Does that figure look like the lower half? Does the pig tail on his head look like the handle of a gourd?"

Kou'er chuckled: "Then his fan is a gourd leaf!"

After a moment, he became worried again: "Master, what if Calabash Boy says that we have defrauded the money and the robbers catch up with us?"

Chen Zican is actually thinking about this problem, but on this mountain road, the front may be a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, and retreating will lead to death. Besides going to the sky and the earth, what else can be done?

As we rounded the mountain col, our eyes suddenly opened up.

One side of the official road is close to the mountain wall, and the other side is covered with thorns and shrubs.

Although it is the season when the grass is growing and the orioles are flying, and greenery is blooming everywhere, it cannot hide the feeling of desolation and desolation.

Chen Zican suddenly had an idea: "Kou'er, let's find a place to hide first, and then decide what to do after the robbers pass by."

"Either keep moving forward, or go back and take a detour."

"Anyway, we have money now. Don't you like to watch shadow puppet shows? Go back to Baoding and I will book a show for you. You can watch whatever you want..."

He always thought he was well prepared, but when he met the monk who made him tremble with fear just by looking at him, he felt that he was still not prepared enough.

Not enough!

We still have to build a big killer weapon!