"I don't know..." Caihe frowned and thought hard, still unable to figure out what the problem was.
Then Bai Song put the salt he bought on the table: "You said you couldn't buy salt, but I went and bought it."
"Master Bai, this slave is telling the truth."
"I didn't say you were cheating, don't you think things are a little strange? Why on earth is it that you can't buy salt, but I can buy salt?"
"Is it possible that Dudu doesn't sell it to Caihe?"
"Caihe's mother's family never bought salt."
A group of people gathered around the fire and thought about this question, but no one had the answer.
However, the Bai Song Dynasty stubbornly believed that the reason why picking lotus would lead to death must be because of this bag of salt.
After thinking for a long time and not having many clues, Bai Song told Niu Da: "In the next few days, you will buy salt from the major salt shops in Jixian County and check the conditions of each salt shop. Maybe if there are more people, you will find out. Rule. If everyone has no money, Niu Da, you will take everyone out of the city and go to the nearby mountains to find out if there are any medicinal materials. You and I went to the mountains to dig for medicinal materials before, you should understand, right?"
Niu Da nodded: "Don't worry, Master Bai, I know what's going on."
"I won't be here for the next few days. I have to quickly establish a good relationship with the young lady from Zheng Ke's family."
…
The other end.
After finally escaping from the hands of the immortal leader, several gangsters were still in shock on the way back.
Neither of them dared to speak to each other, as if they were deliberately avoiding everything that had happened before.
For these people, that small electric current will inevitably become their nightmare for a long time.
A few gangsters have their own territory, and their boss will not be beaten to death by Niu Da.
It's just that the other party doesn't want to conflict with a ruthless person like Niu Da, and the person who kills people for money is just his younger brother. It's really not worthwhile to provoke a difficult enemy for such a person.
I wanted to fool him, but I didn't expect that among the group of rough guys, there was a quick-thinking Bai Song.
Several people who went out to do errands messed up the matter and came back and didn't know how to explain it.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Butler Zheng sitting there, looking at the people who came back with a smile.
There was no reaction from these people, except for the money seeker who felt empty-headed and felt a little uneasy.
Beside the great steward was a strange, strong man, wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat. He looked indistinguishable.
The boss sitting on the head saw a few people and said hello: "You are all back? How are things going?"
"Boss..." The second brother was about to speak.
The money seeker beside him gently blocked the situation: "Boss, everything is done."
"Just get it done."
"Come on, I heard that the butler has new instructions. We can live a good life with the Zheng family."
Under the bamboo hat, the strong man suddenly asked in a deep voice: "Is it done? Is that maid already dead?"
"It's not that...it's just that a group of people came from nowhere and pestered us all day long to help the maid vent her anger. Now that they have been dismissed, she is just a little maid, so don't worry about it so much. Butler, I'd better listen to you. You’re talking about big business.”
"That bitch is still alive?" The chief steward frowned slightly, then stood up slowly, "You all wait, I'll go out and get something."
Not knowing what Butler Zheng was going to do, he slowly got up and walked out of the room.
As soon as Butler Zheng went out, the strong man in the room suddenly stood up, held the armrest of the chair with one hand, and pressed hard.
Click!
The strong man took two pieces of broken wood and threw them violently. Before the two people at the door could react, their throats were instantly pierced by the broken wood.
Blood splattered and the person fell directly to the ground.
Things happened so fast that no one could react.
The strong man kicked the tea table over with his right hand. The table shattered and sawdust flew everywhere.
I don't know what kind of strange power this guy has. Just sawdust flying, flying needles scattered all over the room. Once it is pierced between the eyebrows or the throat, it will immediately kill a person.
"you!"
The gangster boss only said one word, and then he was slapped on the forehead by the strong man. He was turned into a puddle of mud, and the smell of blood and meat rose into the sky.
Of the more than ten people in the house, seven or eight were killed in an instant.
The remaining few people reacted and knew that this was the real God of Death. Who dared to face him face to face?
Run directly towards the door.
Unexpectedly, the door was locked and couldn't be opened!
The rain was getting heavier outside, and the roaring thunder covered up the screams inside.
Butler Zheng held an umbrella, hunched over in the heavy rain, frowning.
Suddenly, a person knocked down the door and landed heavily in front of Butler Zheng.
The man fell to the ground, vomiting blood, and looked at Butler Zheng with blurred eyes.
"Why... why..."
Butler Zheng slowly knelt down, looked at this man and shook his head: "I'm sorry, it's my incompetence in doing things. How can I leave such an important thing to you bastards? Hey, it's all the Zheng family that has harmed you. "
"Ahem...let...let me go, I'll tell you everything..."
"Tell us? Do you have any other news that deserves our attention?"
"Don't... don't provoke... there is... him... he can... know magic!"
After saying this, a bamboo hat flew out of the room.
The bamboo hat rotated rapidly in the air, cutting through the rain curtain, like a sharp blade, passing by with a whoosh, and instantly decapitated a human head.
The housekeeper Zheng was so frightened that he fell over in the rain and looked at the man who came out of the house covered in blood with a horrified face.
"Burned!"
…
It rained heavily last night and a fire broke out in the city.
The fire burned a dilapidated courtyard and killed more than twenty gangsters.
He's just a gangster, who cares?
People's lives are going as usual.
Early in the morning, Bai Song went to the banyan tree where he used to play chess with Zheng Taigong, but he saw no one.
Bai Song thought about waiting for a while and sat down under the banyan tree.
After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Taigong Zheng did not arrive, but Sister Dongxiang did.
Bai Song has been addicted to acting recently. Following the last plot, he will run away in a hurry now.
When Dongxiang saw Master Bai like this, she felt funny in her heart. She took two steps forward and caught Bai Song.
"Mr. Bai, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Are you so afraid of your sister?"
"Sister Dongxiang, we meet again."
"Giggle..." Dongxiang laughed so hard, "Say, why are you hanging around here? I haven't seen you for a few days, and I thought you were gone."
"I have something to do for a few days, so I was delayed for a while. I wanted to play chess with the old man, but since the old man is not here, my sister just let me go."
"Let you go? You sound so overbearing. Could it be that someone is holding you captive and not letting you go?"
"The old man you mentioned has been busy recently and needs to wait for two days before coming back here. Otherwise, my sister would not dare to talk to you like this."
"Oh, if that's the case, I'll come back another day."
"You've come here, why are you leaving? Is there an old man in our house who is your friend, and others are not?"
Bai Song smiled coquettishly, being held tightly by Dongxiang and unable to escape: "Sister Dongxiang is naturally a friend."
"Who said it was me? Isn't there someone else in the house?"
Bai Song squeezed out a hint of shyness and said, "Maybe it's Miss Zheng you're talking about."
"What? It doesn't count? But remember, my lady doesn't want anything just because you are innocent."
"Yes, yes, Miss Zheng is not a friend, she is Bai's benefactor."
"In that case, why don't you go to your house to thank your benefactor?"
As Dongxiang said, she put more energy into her hands and led Bai Song towards the Zheng family's house.
Bai Song hesitated and took advantage of the situation to arrive at the Zheng family's house.
After coming to the house, Bai Song will understand.
He also said that this maid was so generous today and had no taboos like before. It turned out that there was no one at home.
The old lady is not here, and neither is the master.
There is only one young lady in the house, no wonder he is so bold.
Bai Song was arranged to sit in the guest room for a while, Dong Xiang said to the lady and left alone.
…
It was that small courtyard again, Dongxiang shouted at the top of her lungs: "Miss, miss... I caught that person."
From a distance, the lady's voice came from the back room: "Please keep your voice down so that others can listen. We are still there to keep watch."
Dongxiang paused for a moment, feeling as if the young lady had already known who was coming when she said this, and her brows instantly raised: "Miss, where did you take a peek?"
Miss Zheng had already left the room. She blushed after hearing this and stopped talking. She waved to Dongxiang: "Come and see me, what clothes should I wear?"
"Giggle... Miss, if you are so impatient, you must have thought about Mr. Bai countless times every day and every night, right?"
"Say it again!" Miss Zheng's blush reached her neck, and she was about to bleed.
"Okay, okay, Dongxiang won't say anything else. Why should the young lady care about what to wear? With such a pretty face, what kind of clothes can she wear that makes her look like a fairy? Look at it, Yinu, the clothes are secondary. All you need to do is wear the hairpin given by the young master."
Miss Zheng also nodded repeatedly, trotted back to the room, and gestured in front of the mirror for a long time, not knowing where to position the hairpin.
After playing with it for a long time, she finally got dressed up. Miss Zheng was a little confused again: "This young master came suddenly, what should I say?"
"Miss, do you still need to ask? The young master is very good at chess, so he naturally wants to ask for advice on his chess skills."
"Yes, yes, I want to ask for advice on chess. Fortunately, you have many ideas."
"Miss, you go to the garden pavilion and play chess, and I'll call the young master."
The master and the servant finished their meeting and went their separate ways.
The master and servant tried their best to please Bai Song, but Bai Song was sitting in the living room thinking the same thing.
How to make Miss Zheng like her is the top priority in Bai Song's mind.
After finally waiting for Dongxiang to come back, she followed him to the pavilion where he played chess with the old lady the day before yesterday.
As soon as I arrived in the garden, I saw a young girl dressed up under the pavilion from a distance, meditating on the chessboard, as if studying hard.
It's good to have a chess game, and you won't have to worry about embarrassment caused by inappropriate words.
"Sir, my lady has been waiting for a long time, so I won't disturb you."
Bai Song nodded, and when he got outside the pavilion, he saw this young lady up close. She was indeed very beautiful, with perfect facial features and figure. If anything was missing, it was that she lacked the air of a lady.
In other words, it lacks a bit of literary spirit.
This also has something to do with my early experiences. It’s not that it’s bad, it’s just that it’s a little different.
Bai Song looked at it for a moment, gathered his thoughts, and bowed his hands respectfully: "Hello, Miss Zheng."
