The correct strategy for the master of the world

In the extreme north in the deep winter, it is dark all day long, and the exact number of days passed is unclear. The local residents made something called a "day bucket", which is shaped like a large funnel, filled with water, and a bucket After the water drops, exactly one day and night have passed.

Lu Xiaofeng went out to inquire about the news, but was forced to stay in the house, Wen Renxi was so bored that he could only pass the time by watching the dripping water.

The illness has improved a lot in the past few days, and the weak body can feel the strength gradually returning. According to Wen Renxi's diagnosis, it should be fine to go out, but when it comes to Lu Xiaofeng, he really has no room to refute .

Yiqian's market is very small, and here is just a small town. The people who live here are either disabled and retired soldiers or temporary businessmen.

Lu Xiaofeng sat at the small stall and ordered a bowl of steaming hot noodles, the sky was dark, the wind blew the lanterns on the ceiling to sway non-stop, and the heat from the noodles was quickly dissipated.

Lu Xiaofeng picked out noodles with chopsticks and ate them. He is not hungry now, and he just sits here to listen to some gossips from pawnbrokers.Although Chu Ming had given enough information, just listening to those few sentences was not comprehensive enough. The more information he had, the safer he would be able to leave the customs this time.

He had gone to a small tavern and two teahouses, but he hadn't heard anything new. After sitting here for a long time, he could hear all kinds of things about the women here.

This is a military town, except for the family members who sit in the land or serve as soldiers, that girl would be willing to live here, and she doesn't want to make trouble for herself.

Just when I was having a headache, there was a big bowl of noodles in front of me and I couldn't finish it, a few people walked in, it seemed that they had just come back from outside, it was dusty, and the thick leather jacket was full of old marks.

Four people, one younger, two middle-aged men, and one white-haired old man.

They sat at the table behind Lu Xiaofeng, looked around, Lu Xiaofeng put his head down and pretended to eat noodles, but did not attract any attention.

This group of people ordered a few bowls of noodles and several side dishes, and before they were cold, they lowered their heads and gorged themselves, as if they hadn't eaten for a long time.

Hearing the sound of puffing and puffing behind him eating noodles, Lu Xiaofeng lost his appetite even more, turned over a few times and simply put down his chopsticks, touched a spoon and pretended to drink the noodle soup.

To be honest, the taste is really bad.

The meal at the table behind him was almost over, and two pots of hot wine were ordered, but Lu Xiaofeng turned his back and couldn't see, the smell of tobacco in the air told him that he didn't know who started smoking the pipe.

"It's killing me." The voice was still a little tender, and it was probably the young man.

"Who isn't, eating steamed buns outside and coughing until I almost become a steamed bun." It should be one of the two middle-aged men.

"Don't mention this thing about momos, I'm going to throw up after eating." His voice was a little sharper than the previous one.

"That's right, next time we go out, don't bring any more momos, okay, but bring something else."

"What else can I bring? I have been away from the customs for more than ten years, and the only thing I can bring is momos."

"I don't see anything else to eat?"

"Don't think about anything else, we can't afford it!"

"Okay, you guys." The sound of puffing cigarettes stopped, and the old man said, "I'm not happy to have a momo. When I was running away from famine, momos were precious things!"

The old man was very prestigious among the few people. After he spoke, the rest of the people fell silent.

After a while, someone said awkwardly: "Master Zhao, don't be angry, we just don't talk, don't talk, don't talk."

"It's Mr. Zhao, let's not talk about it, just drink and drink."

After pushing the cups and changing the cups for a while, the young man asked again: "Master Zhao, when do you think the money will be given?"

Mr. Zhao took two puffs of dry cigarettes: "I can't say for sure, it depends on what the boss wants."

"Don't worry, kid, I can't live without you."

"This trip is far away, maybe there will be rewards!"

"Really?"

"Can I still lie to you?"

Master Zhao said: "It's getting faster outside the pass. The town I used to go to is empty this year. I didn't think carefully about it. I made you suffer for nothing. Even if the boss doesn't reward you, I will buy you a drink."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao!" The young man became visibly happy.

"Alas." A middle-aged man sighed, "The world is changing so fast. Last year, Huzi asked me to bring two bolts of cloth to his wife, saying that they didn't have any outside the customs. I brought them on purpose this time, but people unexpectedly Ran!"

As he said that, the man kicked down the table angrily, and took two sips of wine.

"It's a normal thing to come and go outside the pass." Master Zhao said, "When you reach the old man's age, just ignore it."

"Don't mention it!" Another man also complained, "I've been with Ah Hua for more than half a year, and this time it's not far away. I went to see, and there was no one in that town. What's the money? Ah, I can't find it, and the whole town has gone somewhere, and you say it's irritating or not."

The younger generation said: "Don't have an accident."

"What can happen." Master Zhao said, "Old folks who have lived outside the customs for decades, it is estimated that one of the family has made money in business outside, so they will take the whole family away to enjoy the blessings."

There are few people outside the pass, and the people who live in a town are basically a family at the end. Whoever has a future will take the family away, and the town will become an empty town.

Lu Xiaofeng scooped up the noodle soup, keeping the matter in mind.

It's not uncommon for one town to be empty, but it's not unusual for both towns to be empty.

After listening for a while, these people didn't say anything else, and after a few mouthfuls of yellow soup, they started talking nonsense.

Looking at the untouched noodles in the bowl, Lu Xiaofeng really didn't have any appetite, so he took a few small bowls and divided the noodles into several portions, and Lu Xiaofeng asked the staff to distribute them to the group of little beggars next to the stall.

After ordering another pot of wine, he sat among a group of drunks with the wine in hand, and said with a smile, "I have something to ask."

"What's the matter, you ask, I...I...I know all about it." Mr. Zhao burped several times while clutching the wine jar.

Lu Xiaofeng poured the wine and pushed it in front of Master Zhao: "Where are the two empty towns?"

"That's it, come, come, let me tell you, it's easy to find." Mr. Zhao said after taking a big sip of wine.

……

Wen Renxi was studying the map outside the pass, and for safety reasons, he should keep this thing in case Lu Xiaofeng took it out and something happened.

The terrain outside the pass is complicated, with snowy fields and high mountains. It will take at least a month to walk from here to Heihe. There are not many people but the forces are tangled and chaotic. You still have to study it carefully before setting off.

Most of the gold in the national treasury was not hidden here, but kept under the eyes of King Nan. However, after the transaction between King Nan and the Rong people, he moved out of the pass, and carefully designed the mechanism to take Ye Gucheng's pendant. The sword is used as the key, for fear that the silver will fly if it cannot be taken care of for a while.

He found an unnamed mountain to hide the gold in, and sent his subordinates to pretend to be bandits to occupy the mountain as the king to guard the gold, and only waited for a major event to be cut off together with the land to the Rong people, and the transaction was cleared.

Of course, now this mountain is full of subordinates of Baiyun City, squatting on the top of the mountain every day, hoping that the emperor will quickly transport the gold away so that they can return to Baiyun City.

They can't bear the terrible weather in northern Xinjiang!

Why has there been no response to the change of the Rong clan reported in the autumn? Are you really planning to abandon these poor subordinates, City Master?

After half an hour of roaring at the bottom of the mountain as usual every day, the former chief guard of Baiyun City and the current leader of the Qinglong Baihu Thunderbolt Invincible Tiansha Digang Gang of Baiyun Mountain calmly patted his fur coat, turned his head and walked back to the cottage.

It's time to eat at this point.

……

Far away in the south of the Yangtze River, Xiaoqingshan, a light snow had just stopped, Zhongyuan Dianhong went out with a broom to sweep the snow, and was hugged as soon as he opened the door.

"Hurry up! I'm hugging you!" The voice was extremely excited and familiar.

Zhongyuan Dianhong was startled, held down the person's hand and twisted it, the whole person escaped like a fish, and was hit with a fist head-on.

Leaning down to avoid the fist, he saw another sweeping kick coming.

Lifting his breath, he jumped up, stepped heavily on the attacking leg, turned over, and nailed the two club darts to the door panel against his back.

Immediately afterwards, a chain broke through the ground and rolled towards his leg.

Kicking off the chain with the strength of the fall, Zhongyuan Yidianhong also bounced in the other direction.

Unexpectedly, a big net was thrown over the head of the pocket, and his face was covered with capital letters, and his whole body was thrown straight to the ground.

But how could he be so easily restrained, before the net was fully covered, he slid out against the ground, and at the same time suddenly turned up, but unexpectedly, when he turned his head, his eyes went dark, and he was caught by a big sack The net is solid.

A few very familiar black shadows rushed up at the same time he was covered, like a tiger descending from a mountain, and beat him up cordially and friendlyly.

Qu Wurong, who was preparing lunch in the kitchen, heard the voice outside, and hurried out: "What's the matter?"

Before going out, I didn't forget to bring Zhongyuan Dianhong's sword.

Hearing Qu Wurong's voice, several black shadows were excited one by one, lined up very quickly, and shouted neatly to Qu Wurong: "Hello sister-in-law!"

Zhongyuan Dianhong in the sack trembled, and the sack smeared his face again with a shake of his hand.

Qu Wurong didn't even show the slightest surprise, and let the door open with a smile: "You're welcome, come in and sit."

A few people outside the door waved their hands: "This is so embarrassing hahahaha."

Two legs but very self-consciously stepped into the room, sat down at the table, teapot in hand... empty.

"I'll pour tea, you guys can help yourself." Qu Wurong picked up the teapot and walked to the kitchen.

Tingting is so graceful from the back that people can't take their eyes off it.

"Boss is so lucky." One said.

"Yeah yeah." The other nodded.

"Alas..." The third one was a woman, who sighed faintly.

"Little Sanzi is convinced." The fourth said.

"What do you know?" the fifth said contemptuously.

"what?"

"Little Sanzi, this is because the spring heart has sprouted, hahahaha."

At this time, Zhongyuan Dianhong came in from the door, with black spots on the corners of her eyes and a swollen corner of her mouth. She looked around at the people at the table with a slumped face, and was only satisfied when she saw that their hairs were erect and they were sitting upright. Nodded: "It's all here."

There was an imperceptible warmth in his tone.

"of course!"

"The boss didn't invite us to drink when we got married!"

"Please treat please treat!"

"Happy newlyweds, boss, hurry up and treat me!"

The visitor shouted again, and there was only one central idea, which is to treat guests to dinner and drink if they become relatives.

The Central Plains is a bit popular but a little confused. The style of this group of people today is wrong. In the past, the group of taciturn, indifferent and ruthless friends who did not recognize their relatives except for missions. Isn’t this group of noisy guys in front of them really disguised fakes?

Of course it's not a fake, it's the real killer that Xue Xiao taught by hand.

After making a fuss for a while, a group of people finally sat quietly at the table, drinking tea and chatting about the old days.

"Master..." After a long silence, Zhongyuan Yidianhong asked, "Are you okay?"

"Very well, now I'm competing with his brother every day in Xuejiazhuang, I'm so busy that I don't have time to take care of us."

"Master is as young as you are, don't worry."

"I saw him enter the Yihong Building two days ago, he is very healthy!"

"Stop!" Zhong Yuan was red and veiny all over his head, "Come one by one, Ermao, tell me!"

The young man called Ermao touched his nose: "Boss, can you not call me Ermao, it's too ugly."

"Speak or not."

"I said, I said." Quickly raised his hand and surrendered, "Master is fine now, and he has talked to his brother, and he is not very angry with you. He said earlier that he would take his wife back to celebrate the New Year."

Zhongyuan Yidianhong's hand holding the teacup was slightly stiff: "Master...I..."

"Master is really not angry with you." The third son said, and tapped his forehead with Danko's painted finger, "It means that you are not up to date, and even the stupidest old eighth knows how to turn people back, so you give yourself away." Married out."

Lao Ba looked at Shang Zhongyuan Dianhong's eyes and smiled awkwardly: "He said that he wants to get married in the next year, and then the boss will come to drink the wedding wine."

"Come on, when the master just found out that the old man had an affair with an official, if you hadn't been in the front, the master would have killed the old man's concubine alive. I said that the boss is the boss, and he can still protect us when he is gone. .”

"Okay, okay, Boss, will you go back to celebrate the New Year this year, please trust me so that I can buy new year's goods."

Zhongyuan Yidianhong said silently: "Since I have already left, it is inconvenient for me to go back."

"Who said that?" Ermao put down his teacup, "Even the master said that even though you are a married person, you have to be filial to your in-laws at your in-laws' house, but you have to go back to see if you are old. What's more, it's just you and your sister-in-law here, so deserted."

"It's also the same reason." Qu Wurong carried a large pot of tea and filled their empty teacups, "It's just that when we go back, we don't want to confront each other with swords."

"Don't be rough, don't be rough." Er Mao shook his head, "We are government officials now, how can we be rough."

Zhongyuan Yidianhong asked: "What's going on?"

Seeing that everyone was taking a deep breath and planning to make a long speech, he hastily added: "Sigou, say it."

"Boss is like this." Sigou is used to being called, and he didn't protest his name at all, "Isn't that Chu Liuxiang coming to take us away out of nowhere? Send someone over to say that if we are willing to join the government establishment, we will stop taking orders and just run errands for him, then we can save the master. Once we made a good deal, we agreed, and Chu Liuxiang didn't take long Then I left, and the master also thought about it, and the emperor sent someone to send this." He took off a sign from his waist, and wrote six doors and three big characters, which made Zhongyuan red and chest tight, "From now on, we will all The official position of the six doors is considered official establishment, and the benefits are good."

"That's right." The third son said, "Now the old eighth and his concubine are in the same department, and they get together every day to do that shameless thing."

"Little Sanzi, what are you talking about!" Lao Ba blushed, but looked even more handsome.

"Good women don't fight with men." The third son hummed, "By the way, boss, we even brought you a wedding gift, and we prepared something for you, take it out and have a look!"

"Yes, yes, take it out quickly, Sigouzi, you have been preparing secretly for so many days, so you can't open our eyes."

"Don't worry, it must be a good thing!"

"Then I'll count one, two, three and show it to the boss!"

"one two Three!"

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, seven small porcelain bottles with exactly the same packaging were placed on the table.

On each bottle, the three characters of aphrodisiac medicine are extremely conspicuous, shining brightly in the sun.

The author has something to say: I feel sorry for Xiaohong for three seconds

Every time it's a tragedy, I can't save him

When I first read the book, I couldn’t help but wonder what other people in the Killer Organization were like besides Zhongyuan Dianhong.

Since Zhongyuan Dianhong is so cold on the outside and hot on the inside, other people should not be so indifferent.

They're all cute kids hahahaha

If Xue Xiaoren picked him up and brought him up together since he was a child, his relationship should still be very deep.

But because he is a killer, he was suppressed in his heart and couldn't express it. Now that it has changed from dark to bright, the style of painting is not right in an instant hahahaha

It’s too late and I’m going to bed, good night, little angels too [although it’s almost time to say good morning

I will challenge to update early tomorrow [clench fist]