After looking around, the man in red coir raincoat spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "We are all doing small business with low profits. We are usually on the road and would rather spend the night in the wild than in an inn or tavern because we are afraid of spending money. "
Ye Wumian thought to himself: "In terms of acting skills, you are ranked first, and no one dares to be ranked second! The secret codes are all correct, and you are still here pretending to push me around. It is a waste of time and makes people speechless."
But he still smiled and said: "Brother, why are you worried! As the saying goes, 'Rely on your parents at home, and rely on friends when you go out'. As a landlord, it is my duty to lend a helping hand to passers-by. As for expenses, brother Don’t worry, I’ll give you a total of 500 coins tonight, including the cost of accommodation for carriages, horses, mules, etc. What’s up? Brother, can you accept this price?”
Zuo Zuo was just acting. Ye Wumian randomly quoted a low price, not really expecting to get half of his profit from it.
That person may have seen that the acting was over, and it was almost done. If he continued to act, he would be in trouble with himself. In this wilderness, in the cold wind and rain, if you stay for a moment longer, you will suffer.
So he reluctantly said: "The price is quite reasonable. In this case, we have the right to rest in Guibao and talk about the wind and rain. I hope the host can take care of me. In particular, I need to talk about our mules and their appetite. They are very big, please feed them well so that they can be driven on the road tomorrow so that they can listen to commands and obey orders!"
Ye Wumian nodded and smiled: "You don't have to tell me that! There has always been an old saying, 'Bronze donkey, iron mule, paper horse'. Mules are the first-class things in the world, don't look at them It is born from a cross between a horse and a donkey. When it comes to it, it will die and will not be able to have calves. But it can exert strength, who can compare with it? The more strength it exerts, the more food it will eat."
The two of them chatted for a while, and both felt that the heat was enough, so they stopped talking.
The man in red coir raincoat clasped his fists and said: "Master, righteous man, please lead the way and take us to your place to stay."
Ye Wumian sang "Nai" and blew a whistle. From the weeds on the roadside, dozens of bandits came out one after another. They were all drowned chickens and bereaved dogs.
The continuous cold rain had already drained their energy from squatting, and their skin was swollen.
At this moment, I am following the cavalry. Compared with the energy and momentum of the cavalry, there is a clear gap.
Ye Wumian frowned and ordered: "Cheer up, clear the way ahead, and escort the distinguished guests back to the mountain!"
The minions tiredly accepted the promise, were lazy and listless, and reluctantly pushed forward to explore the road conditions.
The man in red coir raincoat and the cavalry team looked at each other, exchanged glances, and each stepped forward, driving the mules and pushing the carts, and followed behind the men.
As for the man in red coir raincoat, he sat back on his chair again, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.
. . .
On the relatively smooth mountain road, a large group of people were walking slowly with their own thoughts, and they were all silent. They could only hear the chaotic steps, the shaking of the carriage, the turning of the axle, and the sound of the mules' hooves.
At a certain moment, Ye Wumian broke the oppressive atmosphere and took the lead in speaking to the man in red coir raincoat: "Brother, since I'm going to stay in this humble place, could you let me know your surname?"
Since he didn't know Manager Wu, and he didn't know if Zhang Daqiu knew Manager Wu, he planned to take advantage of the opportunity of acting at the moment to ask the person's name one by one, to find out who was Manager Wu, so as not to After the showdown, the truth was revealed.
The man in the red coir raincoat was silent for a while, then he cupped his hands and said, "My surname is Wu, and my nickname is not worth mentioning. I am the manager of this team, so everyone calls me Manager Wu."
Ye Wumian was stunned.
Is this person actually Director Wu?
Without leaving any trace, he secretly looked at the man. Although he couldn't see the facial features clearly, he did have a managerial air about him, and he looked like he had the ability to order people, so he was convinced.
In this way, there is no need to ask other people.
Ye Wumian cupped his hands and said, "In charge of Wu, my surname is Zhang, so is Zhang Daqiu!"
Manager Wu said "Oh" and said with a smile: "Da Qiu, Zhang Da Qiu, you really live up to your name! Just now on the official road, your white ball mist really scared me. Jump!"
Ye Wumian said: "Then I really need to make amends!"
After saying that, he smiled dryly and bent down, bowing to Manager Wu. In fact, he slowed down his pace, fell a few steps behind, and secretly looked at the others.
Except for Manager Wu and the big black dog man in this group of thirteen people, none of them have any distinctive looks. If you are thrown into the crowd, you will never remember it without taking a second look.
Because it was cold and rainy, these people were all wearing thick raincoats, which covered their bodies and did not expose their arms or thighs. It was impossible to see the details of their martial arts.
The patter of rain, the sound of footsteps, and the noise of mules and horses all covered up everyone's breathing, making it even harder to hear the strength of their inner strength.
After looking up and down, the information he could obtain was extremely limited.
It can only be seen from their actions that each of these people is worthy of the description of getting up and strengthening their body.
It is not unusual to think that people who have been working as salesmen outside all year round have already polished their body bones in the wind and rain and become very strong.
He was about to withdraw his gaze and step forward to talk to Manager Wu, but out of the corner of his eye, he felt that someone was looking at him.
I rushed to look for that gaze, but as soon as they met for a moment, the man looked away.
In this short moment, Ye Wumian quickly looked at him.
I thought to myself: "This person must be looking at me specifically for a reason. I must remember him and be careful about him."
This man mingled in the motorcade and kept silent. Apart from his slightly larger earlobes, there was nothing special about his appearance.
But Ye Wumian had quietly set her sights on him.
The road was slippery and difficult to travel, and there were several mule carts dragging stupid carriages between them. The group of people moved as fast as an old tortoise.
I don’t know how long it will take. There was no watchman to tell the time, so I could only roughly estimate that it was midnight.
After asking the Taibao for questioning, he learned that he had just walked near the high chair slope.
He thought to himself: "It's so slow. I'm afraid it will already be dawn when we finally reach the Juyi Hall. At that time, we were tired and exhausted, so how could we still have the energy to ask many questions? I simply didn't bother to act, and just went to work with Director Wu right now. Show your cards!"
"Wouldn't it be better if I invite him to a secluded place, away from all the gangsters, and just ask him about his master?"
Just when he was about to do this, he turned around a large rock and saw a longing figure in front of him. Their steps were crisscrossed and staggered. At a glance, he saw that there were no less than a hundred men running back and forth in the rain.
