Bailang didn't come here to make any friendships. It was enough to come here for the first time to get to know each other and then complete a transaction. He didn't even mean to stay here any longer. We sat on the prepared fast horse overnight and returned to Yongchuan City along the riverside pipeline. Going back and rowing against the current, the speed couldn't keep up with riding a horse, so Bailang didn't bother.
As soon as Bailang left, Wan Dongnan stood up from his chair and stood at the side in a dignified manner.
At this time, a middle-aged man with a long beard walked out of the back room.
"Do you recognize who it is?"
The long-bearded middle-aged man who came out of the back room was dressed like a scholar, but he was wearing a palm-wide belt. This kind of belt is usually worn by warriors with warrior robes.
When Wan Dongnan heard the question, he quickly bent down slightly, approached the scribe, and said, "Manager Wang, that man's temperament and mannerisms are definitely not that of a bandit. If my eyes are not blind, then he must be He's from the Hun City, and he has a sinister energy about him, especially those eyes that make people feel scared. Knife Hall! I think the guy surnamed Bai is from the Hun Knife Hall!"
The middle-aged scribe walked to the chair and sat down, and said: "From the sword studio? His surname is Bai... He doesn't seem to be very old, and he doesn't seem to be a warrior or a Qi practitioner. Are you sure about this weird thing?" Someone from the knife studio?"
Wan Dongnan smiled and bent down lower, so that his head was lower than the sight of the scribe sitting on the chair. Then he said: "Guanshi Wang, such strange people do exist, and they are not far from our Shuangqing City."
"Oh? Where is it?"
"There is a swordsman in a sword hall over there in Yongchuan City whose surname is Bai, and his name is Bailang. He is said to be very young, and he also knows how to conceal his cultivation in a way that others cannot detect. If nothing else, that Mr. Bai just now It should be this person."
"Yongchuan City? There is a black market wharf over there. Recently, there are not many channels left to sell goods in the surrounding area. The wharf over there is one of them. So it is for this reason that I recommended this guy named Bai to Funiu Mountain. Really?"
"That should be it." Wan Dongnan said as he took a new cup and poured the other party a cup of tea.
The middle-aged scribe took the tea and took a sip. After putting it down, he said: "If it is really Bailang from Yongchuan City, that would be fine. He is much better than the group of unambitious thieves in Funiu Mountain. And listening to what he said today By the way, are you targeting the remaining spiritual stones in your hand?"
"Haha, what Manager Wang said is exactly what Xiao Xiao thought. And in the end, Bai Lang said "exchange" instead of buying. It seems that he is very confident in taking out the materials to offset the price."
"Yeah, I heard that too. But we'll have to wait and see what we can come up with. It's hard to say now. But Bailang has a black market dock in his hand, so there should be some unexpected connections. "
As he spoke, the middle-aged scribe waved his hand, and immediately everyone in the room except Wan Dongnan and himself left.
"Please give me your instructions, steward."
"How much goods do you have on hand now?" The scribe pointed to the chair next to him and motioned for Wan Dongnan to sit down and talk.
Wan Dongnan sat halfway down and replied in a low voice: "Steward, after excluding today's six, there are still twenty-one."
"Twenty-one is still too much. It must be controlled under ten. Although Bailang is a buyer this time, he cannot give up other ways out."
"Yes, steward. The Funiu Mountain side said before that they were withdrawing from the Hong Dynasty to avoid disaster. But recently, it seems that there are signs that they are coming back to continue doing business because of the black market dock in Yongchuan City. I guess they hope to get the spiritual stones from us and then Go to Mingyuan Country and sell it, then exchange it for food and sell it back to us. This way, there will be huge profits for both ends. They will make more money than they do by being thieves."
"The road to Funiu Mountain cannot be cut off. If they make more money, let them earn it. We are not lacking in this. In the future, maybe the route in and out of Mingyuan Kingdom from Funiu Mountain will be our retreat."
"Ah? Steward, has the situation reached this point?"
"It's just to be prepared. People like us have to be prepared in the end anyway, otherwise no one will be waiting for us if we miss the time. Do you understand?"
"Xiao Xiao understands! Xiao Xiao only wants to follow Manager Wang. Fortunately, Manager Wang is not dissatisfied and is willing to take Xiao Xiao with him. Otherwise, Xiao Xiao would really not know what to do in this troubled world."
The middle-aged scribe smiled and patted Wan Dongnan on the shoulder, and then smiled and said: "Just do things with your heart. If I leave later, I will never forget you."
"Hehe, Manager Wang, the two children and mother-in-law at home..."
"Don't worry, I won't ignore your family of four. My boss is already planning a place to avoid disaster. Of course, this route in Funiu Mountain is just a last resort. Don't worry about it, do you understand?"
"I understand, little one!"
After leaving Bianzhuang, Bailang hastened all the way. After leaving Baishiyi, he passed two more stations along the way. Throughout the whole process, Bai Lang didn't show up wearing a black gauze hat. The group of people changed horses without resting, and rode on horseback for three and a half days before returning to Yongchuan City.
Before the six spirit stones were warmed in Bai Lang's hands, he immediately turned them out. Yang Xiu and other six Qi practitioners each have one. As for his younger sister Bai Yan, Bai Lang had already taken out the spiritual stones at the bottom of his box for her to use.
It's just that Bai Yan hasn't given up on martial arts training, so it's not too fast to just look at the Qi Practitioner's training. Of course, Bai Yan's cultivation speed is much faster than that of Yang Xiu and others.
Little was known about Bailang's absence in Yongchuan City during the past three days. Bailang's external statement was that he had some enlightenment in spiritual practice, so he retreated at home and did not disturb him unless it was urgent. So even if I went to Shuangqing City and came back, my younger brothers and sisters would not know about it.
Two days later, Bai Lang was dressed up early in the morning. He was no longer dressed like a swordsman in the past, but instead wore a suit of armor, a helmet, a skirt and boots, and a short sword "Crescent Moon" on his waist. It was also changed to hang on the right side, and a military-style long knife was replaced on the left side.
After leaving the city, Bai Lang walked all the way out of the city, then put on a single-horse whip horse and headed towards Liu Jianyu's military stronghold outside the city. I heard that the military camp in the city is almost completed and will be moved there at the beginning of next month at the latest. However, it is said that Liu Jianyu did not plan to move all the people there, but instead sent 2,000 people to garrison the city, while the remaining 1,000 people stayed outside the city to provide mobile support.
"Stop whoever comes!"
"Bai Lang, deputy general of the partial camp, you have the badge here, why don't you let him go?" Bai Lang rode his horse to the gate of the military village. The guards had been left far away by him and came over alone. Facing the shouts and questions from the soldiers on the arrow tower at the village gate, he took off the badge from his waist and raised it high.
The soldiers quickly came over and carefully checked Bailang's belt, then nodded and bowed their hands, and let Bailang into the stronghold. But he didn't say another word to Bailang. And that expression seemed to be a little scornful.
