The Nameless of the Common Clans

Chen Mo left the market with a heavy heart, his brain was a little pale, because since leaving the slaughterhouse, Chen Mo specially contacted the gods in his mind and found that the values ​​of his destiny and luck were constantly changing. At the worst time, it even dropped to 0. This was a situation he had never encountered before. What would happen if his destiny and luck were zero? Chen Mo didn't know what this meant, but Zheng Tu's warning gave him an unspeakable sense of urgency, but what should he do? He was at a loss. At this moment, he wanted to find the villagers and Uncle Yang to discuss it.

There was still an hour before the agreed time, but Chen Mo didn't want to wait for a moment now. He didn't know if those people were still following him.

On the way, Chen Mo saw Dalang standing in front of a rather luxurious post house and stopped moving, and hurried forward to greet him.

"Da Lang!" Chen Mo looked at the woman standing in front of the inn, posing and smiling strangely at the guests, and patted Da Lang on the shoulder: "What's so good about that nun?"

Da Lang was startled by Chen Mo, and when he came to his senses, he subconsciously wiped his saliva and said: "You will understand when you are older, what are you doing here?"

"We have bought things, let's go back and find Uncle Yang." Chen Mo pulled Da Lang and wanted to leave.

"You go, I'll go later." Da Lang shook his head.

"What's so good about the nun?" Chen Mo looked at the inn with Da Lang's gaze in doubt, and found that the inn was a little different from ordinary inns. The melodious music came, but Chen Mo was not in the mood to appreciate it at the moment.

"You are still young, and you don't understand the benefits of women." The smile on Da Lang's face made Chen Mo a little puzzled.

"Let's not talk about this. There's something important to discuss. Come with me to find Uncle Yang." Chen Mo didn't understand what good the woman had, but he knew that their current situation might be a little dangerous, so he dragged Dalang away without saying anything.

"Let go... Let go... When did you become so strong?" Dalang was naturally unwilling, but Chen Mo's strength was surprisingly strong. Dalang was two years older than him, but he was dragged forward by Chen Mo.

"Hurry up, there's something wrong." Chen Mo said while pulling.

"Let go, I'll walk by myself!" Dalang said helplessly.

"Okay." Chen Mo saw Dalang catch up, and stopped pulling him.

"What's the matter?" Dalang rubbed his arm and complained dissatisfiedly.

"Just now I went to see Uncle Zheng, and he said that someone caught up with me." Chen Mo said as he walked.

"Ah?" Hearing this, Dalang looked around blankly.

"Don't look, we can't find him." Chen Mo shook his head and said, "So I want to find Uncle Yang. I think it might be those Jiangdong people who were driven away by us last time. They dare not make trouble in the city, so they follow us."

"No way, how can they enter the city without a message?" Dalang frowned as he walked.

"Who knows?" Chen Mo didn't quite understand. The head of the village said that they were not allowed to enter the city without a message, and the message that could cross the state and county must be issued by the county magistrate, and it would be useless if the head of the village issued it.

"Is he trying to scare you? I've heard of Zheng Tu, and he doesn't look like a good person." Dalang frowned.

"Although Uncle Zheng looks fierce, he is a good person." Chen Mo argued dissatisfiedly. At least in the two times he met, Zheng Tu left a good impression on Chen Mo. In addition to the relationship with Uncle Wang, Chen Mo was very unhappy with Dalang's irresponsible words.

"Okay." Dalang knew Chen Mo's temper and didn't want to argue. He looked at the posthouse reluctantly and sighed, "Let's go. I know where Uncle Yang is."

"Where is that place?" Although Chen Mo was anxious, he just saw a naked nun behind an open window. His heart was pounding and he pretended to be calm.

Although it was just a glimpse, it was a big shock for him who saw a woman's body for the first time.

"You will understand the place where you can be happy with money later." Dalang looked like an experienced person and patted Chen Mo's shoulder and said, "Wait until you are twelve, I will take you here."

"You are eleven this year." Chen Mo looked at Dalang in confusion.

"It doesn't matter. Business matters." Dalang glared at Chen Mo awkwardly, and pulled Chen Mo away.

"Brother, did those two guys see us?" Not long after the two left, two men came out of the crowd, and one of them frowned.

"So what if you saw it? You hurt my brother's eye. This revenge must be avenged!" The other strong man was the leader of the group of refugees who led people to cut crops that day. Although he was afraid of the large number of people on Chen Mo's side, his brother was shot blind in one eye. This revenge must be avenged. On weekdays, Chen Mo and his men stayed in the manor, and they didn't dare to really go over to provoke them. But now that they have come out, it means that there are many people, and it is time to take revenge.

"But Qu Shuai asked us to meet in Yecheng. We have been here for quite a while. Isn't it bad?"

"It's not bad for me to wait for dozens of people." The man snorted coldly and said, "It's not too late to meet Qu Shuai after revenge."

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Chen Mo followed Dalang and returned to the market, but did not go to the butcher's stall. Uncle Yang came here to sell furs this time. They went to several fur stalls and found Uncle Yang who was counting money.

"Why are you here?" Uncle Yang put a few strings of money into the bag and looked at Chen Mo and Dalang in confusion.

"Ergou said he was being targeted and had to come find you." Dalang looked at Uncle Yang and said with a smile, "Uncle, have you sold all the goods?"

"Sold." Uncle Yang said with a smile. With this money, he would be able to survive the winter, and there would still be a lot left. In two years, he would be able to find a woman. Then he looked at Chen Mo: "What's going on?"

Chen Mo repeated Zheng Tu's words, but he didn't find anything.

"Brother Zheng told you?" Uncle Yang's face became serious when he heard it was Zheng Tu. Zheng Tu was a famous hero in this area. Although they were not close friends, he and Zheng Tu knew each other because of Wang Biao's relationship. , that person is not a joker. Since he said yes, then he probably has.

"Yeah." Chen Mo nodded.

Uncle Yang frowned and said, "It seems that the strangers were injured by the two dogs last time, and they held a grudge and never left."

If they were local to Xia Qiu, firstly there would be no conflicts, and secondly even if there were, they would usually bring people to argue with them, and such behavior of stalking a child would rarely occur.

"Uncle Yang, what should we do?" Chen Mo looked at Uncle Yang.

what to do?

Uncle Yang scratched his head and said: "Until this kind of thing happens, the government office will not care about it. Let's call everyone over to discuss it. There are many of us, so we are not afraid of them."

There were quite a few people coming this time, so Uncle Yang wasn't too worried. They were just a group of outsiders. If it didn't work out, they would just have a fight.