Chapter 49 Arriving at Dukang Village again

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"Uncle, are you doing this to test your junior brother?"

Wei Ziling looked at Wu Xiazi and expressed her opinion.

"Haha~ That's right! Xiao Zi is the one who understands the intention of being a teacher best!" Wu Xiazi stroked his beard, and after laughing twice, his face suddenly became a little more serious, and then he said: "But that's not the only reason, this time In addition to testing Wei Ming'er's martial arts skills and training his martial arts experience, there is another important reason."

"Important reason?!"

Gu Yuexuan and the other three looked at each other, all a little confused.

"Yes, as far as I know, that Huang Luo seems to have some close contact with the people of Heifeng Village recently, and there is the shadow of Tianlong Sect behind Heifeng Village, so I will use this matter to plan I’ll send you to follow Wei Ming’er to find out what’s true, and at the same time, secretly protect your junior brother.”

"Hey~ I've been talking for a long time, so it turns out that it's just for this matter!" Jingjia said with a look of disdain on his face: "I know~" After saying that, he turned around and went out.

Wei Ziling on the side laughed secretly: This Aji is still so dishonest.

Seeing this, Gu Yuexuan shook his head helplessly, and then said to Wu Xiazi: "Master, the disciples are leaving now."

After saying that, Gu Yuexuan and Wei Ziling followed.

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The words were divided into two parts. When Gu Yuexuan and others set off, Weiming and Qin Hongshang had already walked out of the Xiaoyao Valley. After all, they still carried a burden like Huang Luo. It was not easy to go fast, but fortunately at the foot of the mountain of Xiaoyao Valley There is a small town. Although it is not large, it has a post station (equivalent to the express delivery industry in ancient times), a pharmacy, a vegetable market, a grocery store, etc. It is just right to buy or rent two horses for transportation.

"I can't believe that there is such a small town here. I didn't pay much attention when I came here~" On the way to the inn, Qin Hongshang looked at the scene of the town and couldn't help but say with emotion.

Weiming smiled and said nothing. In fact, he only learned about the existence of this town not long after he got started. At the same time, he also understood that the prototypes of the shops and inns in Xiaoyao Valley in the previous game were probably this town, and the daily supplies in the valley were usually Purchasing is mostly done in this small town.

Of course, compared with the shops in the game, this small town in reality is naturally different. For example, Weiming has never seen healing pills like the Nine-Transformation Soul-Returning Pill sold in a drug store.

After walking like this for a while, Wei Ming and Qin Hongshang took Huang Luo to the door of the inn. Unlike the inn in the game that can only send letters and gifts, the inn here is also called a postal inn. In addition to the above two functions, In addition, it is actually an official organization, mainly used to transmit military information or official documents. But now because there is no war, it has gradually become a semi-official and semi-private organization, and its role is gradually tilted towards the civilians. Renting and selling flattery is also one of their business scopes.

"Oh~ isn't this the Third Young Master of Dongfang from Xiaoyao Valley? Why are you here?"

As soon as I entered the door, a waiter walked towards me and welcomed me warmly.

"Third Young Master~?" When Qin Hongshang heard this title, he glanced at Wei Ming in surprise, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Weiming rolled his eyes at her helplessly and did not pick a fight. He turned to the guy and said, "Brother, you're welcome. I'm just here to rent two horses. I wonder if there are any free horses in the inn now."

"So that's what happened! No problem, the horses at the door are free. If you want to use them, you can take them away immediately." The clerk said cheerfully.

"Thank you very much." After saying that, Wei Ming took out a gesture from his pocket. In fact, he took out two ingots totaling twenty taels of silver from the system space. He handed them to the clerk and said, "This is the deposit. Look. Have you seen enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough." The waiter took the silver coins and said, "You guys will be waiting later. The younger one will get you the horse tags."

After that, the clerk turned around and walked towards the counter with the silver coins. After a while, the clerk came out with two signs. According to his guidance, the two found the horse with the same number pattern printed on its body as the sign. After putting away the sign, the two of them didn't waste any more time and directly got on their horses and rushed to Dukang Village.

(Note: The horse tag is used to prove the remaining deposit when returning the horse. The patterns on the horse and the horse tag are similar to anti-counterfeiting marks, and the marks on each horse are different.)

The speed of riding a horse is naturally much faster than walking. On the way, Qin Hongshang rode a horse alone, Weiming and Huang Luo rode together. After all, although they couldn't share the ride with Hongshang, it was impossible to take advantage of Huang Luo.

Of course, in order to prevent this guy from falling or escaping, Weiming placed him horizontally on the horse. As for the issue of comfort, Weiming did not consider it.

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The horses whipped up their whips, and soon the two of them arrived outside Dukang Village.

"Hey~" The two of them reined in their horses and were about to dismount, but suddenly they felt something unusual.

"Strange, where are the villagers?" Qin Hongshang looked at the empty and silent village, and became more confused and solemn, feeling that something bad seemed to have happened here.

"Hongshang, let's go into the village and have a look!" Weiming naturally felt this was unusual, but for the moment he couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he simply investigated first.

"Well, let's proceed with caution~" Qin Hongshang nodded, and then they both dismounted at the same time.

"Oh, by the way, what should he do?" Weiming, who had just dismounted, suddenly saw Huang Luo and asked Qin Hongshang.

Qin Hongshang glanced at Huang Luo with disgust and said viciously: "It's easy to handle, since he has been sent to Dukang Village anyway, why don't you just let me kill him with a knife, and it will be over."

After saying that, Qin Hongshang pulled out his thunderbolt knife and prepared to chop this scum to death.

"stop!!"

"Save a life under the knife~!" (It feels so vulgar to type these four words...)

The moment Qin Hongshang raised the knife, before Weiming could react, two voices came out from the village one after another, distracting Qin Hongshang and causing her to look back subconsciously. Weiming beside her also I followed the sound and looked over.

"Village chief? Fu Shaoxia? (Unclear: "Brother Fu?")" Qin Hongshang shouted in surprise.

That's right, the people who came were none other than the village chief of Dukang Village and his unknown friend and drinking buddy, Fu Jianhan.

Qin Hongshang was not a person who refused to listen to advice. Although he was confused and even a little angry, seeing that the village chief and Fu Jianhan came out to stop him, he thought there must be some reason, so it was not too late to wait until they finished talking before deciding whether to take action. .

Thinking like this, Qin Hongshang finally chose to put away the knife in his hand.

"Qin...Qin Protector, this person...can't be killed!" The village chief jogged to Qin Hongshang. The old man was already out of breath, but he still held back and said.

"Village Chief, let me speak!" Fu Jianhan, who also ran over to the side, didn't respond because of his martial arts practice and youth. Seeing the village chief panting like this, he simply took over.

"The thing is like this, since Miss Qin you went to hunt down Huang Luo..."

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