The lady is stunning, she hides her secrets

It was already getting dark.

Zhong Ling didn't sleep all night, at this time she was wearing clothes, meditating on the bed in the inn.

The waiter in the inn just brought up the decoction and removed the tub from Zhong Ling's room.

Zhong Ling Xi Jie, when conditions permit, he will tidy up himself.He wandered in the mountains for a few days, and now he had the opportunity to take a bath. Avoiding the wound on his left shoulder, he washed his body and long hair in hot water, and then changed into a set of clean clothes.

Since he arrived at the bandit village in Shinan Mountain, he hasn't had a good rest in the past few days.

He knew he should sleep for a while, but he was too tired and too nervous to fall asleep.

Zhong Ling is rarely indecisive.

Today is the third day of the agreement between him and Piao'er.

He should go.

Did those guys in the imperial court think that Fangwu fled to Jiangbei, so they set up defenses in Yuangang City?

It's ridiculous that they don't know that the house is right under their noses, and their prime minister has just been killed not long ago.

Guan Ruoyun should also be by Fangwu's side. I wonder if the news of her "falling off a cliff and dying" was brought to the emperor smoothly by the eunuch who escaped from the bandit village?

He didn't know anything about the situation on the other side of the river.

In winter, the weather on the riverside becomes very unpredictable, and even the most experienced crew members cannot give a completely certain judgment.

If he dawdled for a few more days, if the weather was bad, he would be trapped in Jiangbei.Then you have to wait until the next spring, when the river thaws, before you can cross the river again.

But if he stayed on Jiangbei's side, he could prepare a lot of things here, and help Fang Wu feel the depth of Jiangbei's water in advance.Whether it is the composition of the government here, the situation of the towns, or the movements of the Hu bandits, they can have a first-hand understanding.

It is true that Ban Qinghui's Fang family's out-of-school knowledge must be carefully investigated, but Zhong Ling has not yet figured out what kind of identity should be used to get along with Ban Qing without any grievances, so as not to arouse his vigilance to inquire about this matter?

But Ban Qing, that little fool, I'm afraid he is still confused about whether he is a man or a woman, right?

In a few months, Fangwu will need him. There are many things in Xiyanguan, and he is the only person Fangwu can trust in many things.

In my heart... Zhong Ling wants to leave.Fang Wu is his home, and only by his side can he truly relax.

Whether to go or stay is a very important decision.

Zhong Ling is still not used to cutting first and playing later, if possible, he would really like to chat with Fang Wu and listen to his opinion.

What if he crosses the river immediately?

If there is time, it is not impossible for him and Fangwu to make a plan and rush back to Jiangbei before winter. If God takes care of him with luck.

Zhong Ling was in a state of confusion, sitting quietly and meditating to calm himself down.

He should meet Piao'er who is waiting at the ferry and exchange news.He still doesn't know whether the people from the palace have withdrawn from Jiangbei, and what's going on now.

Zhong Ling was engrossed in thinking, but heard outside the window that people in the city had woken up from their sleep.

The car ran over the stone road carefully, and there was a slight sound of pots and bowls colliding, and the water was boiling and gurgling in the pot. It was an early-rising peddler on the opposite side of the street who set up a pot and lit a charcoal basin. The soup was poured into the pot and the wontons were cooked.

Starting from this street, the early risers started to get busy. It didn't take long for the wonton-cooking hawker to receive the first order in the morning.

This busy port city is about to wake up.

Ban Qing was sleeping soundly in the guest room adjacent to him, and through a wall, Zhong Ling could still hear Ban Qing's slight snoring, which had a wonderfully peaceful sound.

At this moment, he was actually a little envious of Ban Qing.Because he rarely slept so peacefully.

Could it be that in Ban Qing's world, he has no troubles and worries, so he can sleep so soundly like a child in such a strange environment?

Zhong Ling stood in front of Ban Qing's room door, with his hands on the door, and he maintained this posture without further action.

After a while, he took his hand back.

Forget it, why say goodbye?

They will see you again.

Zhong Ling came downstairs, paid the rent at the shopkeeper of the inn, left the inn quietly without saying anything.

He went out and saw the wonton stall downstairs. He went there to eat a bowl of wonton without even a package, so he set off with empty sleeves.

Lan Shan Tang is not far from the inn, when Zhong Ling passed by the entrance of Lan Shan Tang, he wanted to go in and have a look at Bu Pang.

Unexpectedly, no one saw it, and the store clerk greeted him: "Are you the guest who came over in the middle of the night? Has the young man you sent over been picked up by his entourage? Before he left, he asked me to ask the rescuer Thanks to his pretty girl."

"When did he leave?"

The clerk said: "About an hour ago, that young master paid for his own medicine, and specifically asked me to return the money you paid for the medicine."

Zhong Ling said, "Understood."

Well, there is one less person to worry about.

He walked out of Lan Shan Tang, asked the direction, and rushed towards the ferry by the river.

Three days ago, he and Piao'er made an appointment here, and now they don't know where Piao'er is, can they meet smoothly?

But he had just walked for a while when he realized that someone was staring at him.

Zhong Ling purposely went to the city and took a few detours to make sure that this group of people came after him, and they were all trained in this area by their skills.

This is intriguing, Zhong Ling seldom comes to Jiangbei, how could anyone come to trouble him?

The few people who were following him were thrown away by Zhong Ling, and they met each other after a few circles, and they knew that their whereabouts had been exposed.

The few people actually stopped entanglement and simply disbanded on the spot. After giving up the pursuit, they disappeared into the crowd.

Zhong Ling followed one of them secretly, but found that this person was walking towards the ferry, and unexpectedly went the same way with him.

People come and go along the riverside, vendors gather, very crowded and busy.

As soon as this person plunged into the hustle and bustle, he completely disappeared into the bustling crowd.

Zhong Ling slowed down, he always felt that there was something wrong here.

In a tea shop not far away, Piao'er was wearing men's clothing, sitting on one of the tables with a haggard look, looking around worriedly.

When she saw Zhong Ling standing across the street, she was overjoyed and almost jumped up from her seat.

And Zhong Ling looked at her, then looked away indifferently, as if he didn't see her at all, ignored her, and walked in front of her.

Piao'er stopped in astonishment.

Zhong Ling stopped at a small stall by the ferry, looking through the purse on the stall.

He didn't move when he heard the sound behind him.

With a chill in his throat, a small knife stretched out from behind and placed it in front of Zhong Ling's neck.

Zhong Ling almost obediently followed his captors away, they didn't go far, and turned into a grocery store by the river.

The grocery store in the two-storey building has hidden holes, and Zhong Ling was taken to the secret room in the basement.

Here, he meets an unexpected person.

Not long ago, he had a dead face, but under Dr. Chi's skillful treatment, his yang had returned.Seeing Zhong Ling, he coughed a few times and struggled to get up from the couch, with a look of urgency and anger: "This girl is my savior, how can you be so rude to ask you to invite her here?"

Zhong Ling didn't speak, just quietly watched him perform.

Bu Pang's subordinates pleaded guilty one after another.

He said anxiously: "What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up..."

Zhong Ling seemed to know what he was going to say, and interrupted him: "No need."

If Bu Pang didn't say it, he just held back it.

Zhong Ling didn't even raise his eyes: "You should be clear, I'm just here to see who wants to attack me, and the people who follow you come here directly, and I will know the fastest."

For a moment, almost no one saw how Qing Zhongling moved his hand. The person behind him screamed, and the knife lying on Zhongling's neck was taken off his hand.

The knife flew past Bu Pang's cheek, the sharp blade cut off a few strands of his hair, and then plunged into the wall behind him.

The people who came to stop Zhong Ling didn't even touch the hem of his clothes, they just watched him flicking up the hem of his long clothes and sitting on the chair next to Bu Fat.

Zhong Ling: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Bu Pang's chest was gasping for breath, partly because he was weak, and partly because he was frightened.

The icy chill that the blade brushed against his face seemed to still remain on his face, he never imagined that Zhong Ling's skill was so unpredictable.

After realizing that none of his subordinates was a match for Zhong Ling, Bu Pang was silent for a moment, and waved his hand to tell them all to quit.

The subordinate shouted anxiously: "General!"

The objection was ineffective, but Bu Pang was firm. At this point, he was still barely calm, and drove them all out with some courage.

When there were only two of them left in the room, Bu Pang confessed: "I said before that I seem to have seen you, not just talking nonsense. Not long after I left Lan Shan Tang, I remembered... I did see you."

Zhong Ling is indifferent: "Oh?"

Bu Pang's face was very ugly: "It's because I remembered who you are that I absolutely can't let you go."

The author has something to say: Ban Qing, don't fall asleep, wake up!all your darlings are gone